Sean Wesley Interview from The Thin Person Inside by @RochelleWeber #Excerpt #Romance

Character Interview Sean Wesley

 

Please welcome Sean Wesley, lead singer of The Haystack, and hero of The Thin Person Inside, by Rochelle Weber, published in various digital formats by MuseItUp Publishing, Inc., and coming soon in print.

 

Q:              What's your story/back story? Why would someone come up with a story about YOU?

Sean:       As one of the lead singers of The Haystack, I have press and paparazzi after me all the time.

 

Q:              Can you tell us about your hero/ine?

Sean:       Kristen is one of the loveliest, bravest, most honest people I’ve ever met. She shared stuff in a room fulla men… Well, they say, “You’re only as sick as yer secrets,” and Kristen don’t hold back.

 

                  Most o’ the women I meet are out for what they can get, whether it’s publicity, or fame or money. Kristen didn’t recognize me when we met. When we went out, she wouldn’t even let me pay for her dinner because “it wasn’t a date.” When I tried to buy her a TV for Christmas, she said all she wanted was a CD. Can you believe that? A fu- a CD! Her TV was a piece o’ crap and a new one woulda been chump change to me, but she said it “wasn’t appropriate” from a friend. Ladies like her only come around once in a lifetime if yer real lucky.

 

Q:              What problems do you have to face and overcome in your life?

Sean:       Well, it’s tough staying clean, and it’s fu-pretty hard to play piano with only one hand. I think I’da offed myself without Kristen.

 

Q:              Do you expect your hero/ine to help or is s/he the problem?

Sean:       Like I said, I don’t think I’d even be here if it wasn’t for Kristen.

 

Q:              Where do you live?

Sean:       I got a mansion in Malibu, on a cliff overlooking the ocean.  That’s another thing. After the accident, when Kristen was helping take care o’ me, she insisted on payin’ rent! Who does that?

 

Q:              During what time period does your story take place?

Sean:       Time period? Whadya mean? It’s now!

 

Q:              How are you coping with the conflict in your life?

Sean:       For a while there, Kristen kicked me outa her life. I overstepped her boundaries in a family matter. [Sean holds up his hand in a stopping gesture.] That’s a private story for Kristen to tell or not. I couldn’t drink or use, and I was hurtin’, so my sponsor told me to run. I was doin’ a lot a running, till I got hit by a car. Kristen came back that night, when I was in the hospital. Now I got her to help me stay sane.

 

Q:              That’s all the questions we have for you. Thank you for speaking to us.

Sean:       Yer welcome. Ya know, I think this is my first actual sit-down interview since I got clean!

 

Q:              And you talked more about Kristen than you did about yourself. Is something going on there?

Sean:       I guess you’ll have to read the book to find out.

 

 

 

Blurb:

 

Kristen Jensen, a Navy veteran, tips the scale at a crippling three hundred pounds. In desperation she asks her VA therapist if she can go into addictions treatment with the guys where she meets Sean. With black hair, blue eyes, and a perfect body she figures the reason he’s speaking to her is that she’s the only other person in the room.

 

The Haystack told their lead singer, Sean Wesley, to get clean or get out. But none of the big-name clinics worked. Sean’s a Desert Storm vet, so they send him to a VA in the middle of nowhere. When he meets Kristen the first day, he thinks it’s tragic such a pretty girl’s trapped in a huge body. And her honesty, intelligence, and bravery are even more impressing. Sean’s drawn to Kristen, but she’s had decades to build layers of defense.

 

 

Excerpt:  They Meet

 

 

Sean Wesley went into the snack room to help himself to coffee and a roll. He’d probably gain weight while he was here without his personal trainer and weight room. He’d been a fat kid—always the last to be chosen for games, and stuck in right field when he did play. He’d been saved from a life of obesity by a growth spurt in his late teens, a judge who gave him a choice between jail and the Marines, and switching addictions from food to booze and then cocaine.

 

By rights, Sean shouldn’t be at a VA facility. Celebrities like him usually got sober at places like the Betty Ford clinic or Hazelden. Actually, he’d come from Betty Ford, but he’d still felt shaky so his manager, Don Nelson, had done his homework. Danville, Illinois, was in the middle of nowhere. The program was different, based on Rational Emotive Therapy, and Sean was a veteran. While he made too much money to be treated at the VA, there’s money and then there’s money. Sean had money—the kind that opens doors and breaks down barriers. The kind that makes even the Federal Government say, “We’ll see what we can do,” and then do it.

 

So here he was in the middle of a cornfield in bum-f*** Illinois at a shabby old VA hospital. An enormously obese woman came into the snack room interrupting his reverie, and Sean thought, That could’ve been me. What a shame—she’s so pretty.”

 

* * * *

 

Kristen noticed the table of goodies and the drop-dead-gorgeous man perusing them in the break room when she went in there to put her lunch in the refrigerator.

 

“Want one? I heard they send ’em over every morning. I guess they’re yesterday’s leftovers.”

 

That’s right. Offer sweets to the fat lady. She managed a tight grimace. “Thanks, but I’m here because I’m a food addict.” She held up her orange.

 

“I’m Sean.”

 

He prob’ly wouldn’t give a fat chick like me a second look anywhere else. Still, what is it about men with black hair and blue eyes that makes me go all mushy? “Hi.”

 

“I’ve heard of food addicts, but what makes ya call yourself that?”

 

“When my kids were little, I left them without a babysitter while I went to the store and wrote a rubber check for ice cream and M&Ms. I’d say I’ve been about as desperate for my fix as any addict or alcoholic.”

 

“Wow! Yeah, I guess so.” He held the door for her as they exited and then followed her into the Day Room.

 

Kristen sat on a love seat, taking up the whole thing, while Sean sat in the chair on the other side of the end table next to her. They were the only two people in there since there were classes going on. She was sure the minute other people came out he’d find someone else to talk to. She pulled out her crocheting. She was fairly certain Eric would propose to Viki at Christmas and had already begun work on a tablecloth for them. She worked on it a minute and then decided to be polite. “So, what’s your drug of choice?”

 

“Cocaine. I’ve been clean a coupla months, but it’s hard ta stay clean.”

 

“I’ve heard that. I was at a halfway house fundraiser and they said it takes something like over a year for cocaine to completely leave the body, and during that time a person can still have random cravings. They were raising money for an extended treatment program.”

 

“That explains why I’ve been having such a hard time. I hope this treatment helps.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

People started coming into the Day Room from classrooms just down the hallways. Several of them gave Sean and Kristen curious looks. Yeah, what’s such a great looking guy doing sitting with a fat chick?

 

 

Bio

 

Rochelle Weber is a Navy veteran with a BA in Writing from Columbia College in Chicago. Her novels Rock Bound and Rock Crazy are available in both e-book and print. Her third book, The Thin Person Inside, is available at MuseItUp Publishing, Inc. Ms. Weber edits for Jupiter Gardens Press, The Author’s Secret, and publishes the Marketing for Romance Writers Newsletter, winner of the 2013 Preditors & Editors Readers’ Poll for Best Writers’ Resource. She also started Roses & Thorns Reviews and currently has two partners.

 

Ms. Weber battles bi-polar disorder, quipping, “You haven’t lived until you’ve been the only woman on the locked ward at the VA.” Her song, “It’s Not My Fault,” won a gold medal in the National Veterans Creative Arts Competition. She has lost over a hundred pounds and kept it off for over three years. She lives in Round Lake Beach, Illinois.

 

 

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Key Words:  Addictions Recovery, Cinderella Story, Cocaine Addiction, Compulsive Eating, Contemporary Romance, Danville IL VAMC, Disability, Eating Disorders, Food Addict, Morbid Obesity, Smart Recovery, Rational Emotive Therapy, Rock Star, Veterans

 

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Tina

 

Little Beginnings by @_Iris_b Plus a #RomanticIdea, #Excerpt

 

 

 

My #RomanticIdea for this summer

I love the beach and for me there’s nothing nicer than walk along the beach with my feet in the water, listening to the sound of the waves crushing along the shore, and my loved one by my side – hoping to spot a dolphin.

 

~~  Little Beginnings ~~

by Iris Blobel

 

“I suppose it doesn’t hurt to dream sometimes.”

♥♦♥ BLURB ♥♦♥

 

 

A blind date that doesn't happen might lead to love.

After her divorce, Jeri Belmont moved to Hobart and now runs a successful art gallery. When her niece sets her up with a neighbour, Jeri expects a blind date like the many she’s had. But she never expected her date wouldn’t even show up because of her age. Despite feeling unjustly judged, when she unexpectedly runs into him again, she finds it hard to ignore Ely’s charm.

 

Ely Lennox knows he shouldn’t have skipped the blind date because of the lady’s age. After all, it had only been a date, not a lifetime commitment. When his carpentry business takes him right to the woman he bailed out on, his guilt turns into regret when he finds out she’s everything a man could hope for. How can he convince Jeri that he knows acting so immaturely was a big mistake? Will she ever forgive him? Or is she hiding behind something else?

 

 

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IRIS BLOBEL

 

Iris Blobel was born and raised in Germany and only immigrated to Australia in the late 1990s. Having had the travel bug most of her life, Iris spent quite some time living in Scotland, London as well as Canada where she her husband. Her love for putting her stories onto paper has only emerged recently, but now her laptop is a constant companion.

 

Iris resides west of Melbourne with her husband and her two beautiful daughters.

 

Next to her job at a private school, she also presents a German Program at the local Community Radio.

 

 

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♥♦♥  EXCERPT  ♥♦♥

 

Jeri Belmont checked the time on her watch. It was twenty past six, and they’d

agreed to meet at six.

He was late!

Steaming inside, and less than impressed by her blind date, she took another sip of the Chardonnay as she gazed around the restaurant. Everyone was engulfed in their conversations, but occasionally one of the patrons glanced at her. She shrugged it off, confident in sitting on her own in the town’s most elegant restaurant. What she couldn’t shrug off, though, was her date being late.

She drank the last little bit of her wine, paid, and left. A deep disappointment settled in the pit of her stomach, surprising her, because it hadn’t been the first time she’d been on a blind date that ended with the guy not showing up.

She suppressed a groan as she thought of the man she’d met only a few weeks earlier. Admittedly, he’d been nice, but not at all what he’d pretended to be in the details she received from the “Your Future Heart” agency.

Yet, this rejection hurt inside. Olivia had told her so much about her neighbour, and she’d trusted her niece when she’d assured he’d be there.

Olivia was Georgia’s daughter. Georgia was Jeri’s cousin, but to avoid confusion they all agreed on Olivia being her niece. Jeri loved Olivia like her own daughter and had often babysat her when she’d been younger. They’d been to movies, concerts, and Jeri had even been along to one of her niece’s trips to Melbourne to visit Olivia’s best friend Mia, who had moved across the Bass Strait.

As Jeri walked down the streets to her car, she replayed her conversation with her niece in her mind.

“How are your blind dates going?” her niece had asked as she came into Jeri’s gallery a couple of days ago.

She’d shrugged. “I have a winner’s luck getting hooked up with all the duds in town.” Jeri remembered hesitating, contemplating whether to speak the words in her head. Was she destined to live alone after her divorce? She wasn’t looking for the man of her dreams, just companionship. Someone to go out with once in a while.

Someone to share her day’s highlights or nightmares with.

“You should meet the guy from next door,” Olivia said. “He’s like sex on legs.

Honestly.”

Jeri let out a stifled laugh. “Listen, sweetie. I’m in my late thirties, good looking for that age, but sex on legs?”

“You just wait and see,” Olivia said as she looked at her watch. “Anyway, I’d better go. I’ll give you a call tonight. Prepare yourself for a nice night out with my neighbour!”

That had basically been it — she’d been set up on a blind date without actually agreeing to it. In hindsight, she knew she should’ve called it off, but deep inside, she’d hoped for a nice evening. She’d been most certain that none of Olivia’s friends were what she was looking for, but then again, she didn’t even know herself what she was looking for.

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Tina

The Guardian by @jacqbiggar #RomanceNovel, #Excerpt

The Guardian

Restitution begins with the truth 

Lucas Carmichael and Scott Anderson had it all, money, fame, and fortune. But one night’s stupid mistake takes everything they thought they cherished and dumps it upside down.  

A car accident ends Lucas’ life and leaves Scott injured and bitter.  

As the local ME, Tracy York, investigates the case, discrepancies begin to point to more than a simple drunk driving incident. 

When threats are made to Tracy’s life can Scott and his guardian angel, Lucas, protect her, or will she become another casualty? 

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Excerpt:

“Look, Trace…”

“Don’t you ‘look, Trace’, me.” She sighed, and moved to his side. Her fingers sent tingles upward from where they rested on his arm. “You may be used to playing the hero for damsels in distress, but that’s not me, okay?” Her eyes were emerald green, mesmerizing in their brilliance. “I’m used to taking care of myself. I don’t need coddling.”

No, maybe she didn’t. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t use someone to take the burden away. He wanted to be that someone.

He raised a hand and brushed a velvety soft cheek, reveling in her body’s response. Eyelids fluttered and lips parted as though waiting for a kiss. Maybe she didn’t want the fairy tale, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t be her prince.

He leaned down and accepted her invitation.

Heaven.

Her taste reminded him of blue skies and endless meadows. Of songbirds and bubbling brooks. She was his fire when he got cold and food when he was hungry. She made him weak, yet superhero strong, all with a look or a touch. And he couldn’t get enough.

“Take me home with you,” he whispered.

Tracy gazed at him, her eyes conflicted. “We should…”

“What? Slow down? Deny what’s happening between us?” He tunneled his hand into her hair and cupped the side of her head, relieved when she leaned into the touch. “I can’t. If there’s anything I’ve learned in the past couple of weeks, it’s that there are no guarantees.”

He leaned forward until their foreheads touched. Until every breath was shared. Until there was no room for misunderstandings.

“I want you.”

 

 

Author Bio:

 Jacquie writes Romantic Suspense with tough, alpha males who know what they want, until they're gob-smacked by heroines who are strong, contemporary women willing to show them that what they really need is love.

Jacquie has been blessed with a long, happy marriage and enjoys writing romance novels that end with happy-ever-afters.

 She lives in paradise along the west coast of Canada with her family and loves reading, writing, and flower gardening. Jacquie swears she can't function without coffee, preferably at the beach with her sweetheart. :)

 

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#RomanceIdea to Enjoy by Sheri_Fredricks Plus #Excerpt from Monica Beggs

Romantic Idea to Enjoy this Summer

As a romance author, I have a file where I jot down date ideas. If I need an idea for a scene I’m writing, I skim through and see if any of them fit.

 

Maybe you’d like to try one of my date ideas and let me know how it turns out for you! Here’s a few:

 

Go Retro With A Drive-In Movie

It’s like a regular movie, except with a private back seat!

 

 

If you have an idea you’d like to share, I’m all ears.

Look for more books to come in my Lights, Camera, Lube? series.

 

 

Monica Beggs – Blurb

Monica Beggs is more than the hottest porn star out on DVD—she's Finn Daniel's next assignment.

Lights. Camera. Lube?

 

Famous porn star Monica Beggs wrapped up another grueling on-location movie shoot when the Colombian cartel attempted to kidnap her. Their guns are as real as the price on her pretty head.

 

Former Special Ops and present day surfer, Finn Daniels recognizes a lady in distress when he sees one—especially if it’s his adult film crush being hustled out the door. He’s no longer in the business of busting up the underworld, but that doesn’t deflect his moral compass.

 

In a fast-paced adventure—over land, sea, and air—playing it hot and heavy will lead them straight into action!

 

 

Monica Beggs – Excerpt

Scene Setup:  **Finn confronts the Cartel soldier**

“She is preciosa, no?”

“More than beautiful,” he answered without glancing her way. No way in hell was he taking his eyes off the guy.

Finn didn’t need to see Monica Beggs to remind himself how beautiful she looked. Every inch of her smooth olive skin had been seared into his brain after watching her movie Sin City: A Dildo to Die For—twice.

Okay, three times.

Through his adrenaline rush, memory of the teardrop shape of her breasts flushed hot through his jacked-up system and settled low between the hips. Helping the porn star was the right thing to do. He’d been sure of it back at Femenino Island and felt positive about it now. Confidence injected steel into his blood and he reveled in the sense of calm the knowledge brought.

“You win today, señor.” Mariano’s expression soured. A grim line thinned his lips and his brows lowered.

Finn shrugged and replied in matter-of-fact arrogance. “I win them all.”

Off in the distance, above the barrage of harbor noise and cry of sea birds, came the high-pitched wail of sirens. The small crowd of onlookers drew closer. Their speculative murmurs of drug dealers and DEA agent were passed around like a Sunday morning collection plate.

“The business of drugs are one thing. This buying and selling of women… it is not good. And the things I hear about the man who bought her, well…” Mariano took a deep breath and shook his head.

“Leave me alone,” she pleaded, limping closer to Finn. “Forget you ever saw me.”

Mariano stepped back, then hesitated. “I have never failed my contracts, amigo. Not once.”

Finn’s response was lethal. “Neither have I.”

As the first downed man showing signs of stirring, Mariano checked on the other unconscious man with a shove of his shoe.

Riley nudged Finn. “Let’s evac before the cops show up.”

Finn gave Monica a quick once-over. She seemed otherwise physically uninjured, except where she’d smacked her hip on the ground. Right now, she’d no doubt try to process why someone would take her against her will. The reality of what happened would refuse to lodge in her shocked brain.

He felt sorry for her. He really did. Hell, the most danger she’d probably faced in the last five years was rush-hour traffic on the 405.

 “Roger that.” Finn nodded her direction. “I got Monica.”

“Good. You can’t drive worth a shit.” His friend took off, dodging gawking pedestrians as he jogged to the Hummer.

The sirens were much closer and the thought of hashing it out in a small beige room until dark-o-thirty didn’t hold much appeal. “Look, sweetheart. You got someone coming? ‘Cause I gotta jam.”

“You’re leaving?” Her expression was aghast. “You won’t stay?”

As much as he wanted to make sure she was okay, he needed to split the scene more. He shook his head. “Want to help you, but I ain’t sticking around.”

© Sheri Fredricks 2015 Monica Beggs

  

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Bio - Sheri Fredricks

On the hunt for the uncommon things in life, award-winning author Sheri Fredricks thrives on creating adventures.

A voracious reader, Sheri found her brain crowded with stories of her own. "Ultimately," she says, "my husband encouraged me to write them all down."

Winner of the PRG Reviewer’s Choice Award, and multiple Finalist for InD’Tale eMagazine’s RONE award, she has five-star reviews everywhere eBooks are sold.

Sheri loves to spend time at home and connect with readers. A computer hutch keeps her focused, but the panoramic view of the California ranch will call her outside to play in the sun.

 

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Tina

 

#RomanticIdea by @Carmen_Books and #Excerpt Till Life Do Us Part #Romancenovel

Here are some romantic ideas to rekindle the spark :

              Cuddle up together in a horse-drawn carriage ride.

You’ll probably feel like you are in a romantic comedy, and that’s a good thing.

                       Read each other’s Tarot Cards.

Take turns reading each other’s fortunes using Tarot Cards. Even if you don’t believe in astrology, it will make for one fun evening spent together.

                          Go on a ghost tour together.

Find the nearest ghost tour in your city and head out on the adventure together. At least you’ll have someone’s hand to hold onto should things start to get a little spooky.

                            Till Life Do Us Part

 

Publisher: Solstice Publishing

Genre:  Paranormal Romance

Reincarnation, Mystery, Suspense

Release date: 9th June 2016

 

Blurb

Barbara Heyer can hear voices of dead people. They whisper of their deaths, seek comfort for those left behind, and occasionally even warn her about future events. But when Barbara’s brother, Colin, is accused of murder, it will take more than her gift to prove his innocence.

Becoming smitten with the handsome investigator, Detective Patrick Fischer, is a serious complication given his assignment to her brother’s case. Barbara senses there is something far deeper—and perhaps much older—than the surface attraction between them. Could that be why she’s visited by a mysterious woman named Emma in her dreams? Could past life regression tie all the seemingly unconnected events together?

Barbara and Patrick must overcome heartache to find the truth to save Colin, and perhaps themselves.

Excerpt:

Patrick poured the bubbly liquid into the glasses. He offered one to Barbara and raised his.

“To the undercover, paranormal investigator, Barbara.” He smiled and touched his glass to hers, looking straight into her eyes.

“To you, too, Patrick, Detective Fischer. If it hadn’t been for your determination to find out the truth, many families wouldn’t have had the small consolation to see their relatives’ murderers behind bars.” She took a sip of the champagne.

“There’s something else I’d like to tell you, Patrick said. He cleared his throat and took one of her hands in his. “It’s something that I wanted to tell you... to ask you for a while, but it never seemed the right moment.”

She heard the tremor in his voice and was sure what was to come. Yet, she didn’t want to make it easier for him. She saw it in his eyes, felt it in the touch of his hands. He was in love with her as she was with him.

“So, as I was saying... I want to ask you if—”

The telephone rang again, cutting like a steel blade through the thick emotional atmosphere surrounding them.

“Oh, not again.” Barbara rolled her eyes upward and headed to the bloody thing. She picked up the receiver and said in a voice that sounded a bit irritated, “Yes. What? Who? Yes, one moment, please.” She turned to Patrick, “It’s for you. An emergency, it seems.”

Patrick grabbed the phone, “Yes, Fisher here. What? When? I’m on my way,” he said and put down the receiver.

“I’m sorry, Barbara. There’s an emergency, indeed. Bruce has been injured. He’s in the hospital right now.”

“Oh, goodness. Is it bad?”

“I’ve no idea. They didn’t say. I’m going there. Sorry I spoiled the evening.”

“No need for apology, Patrick,” Barbara replied hiding her disappointment. “Duty comes first in your job, I know.”

“I’ll call you. Soon. There was something important I wanted to tell... to ask you. Goodnight, Barbara,” he said and kissed her hand affectionately. He hurried outside.

Barbara stood in the middle of the room. It looked empty and cold without him. She took the bottle of champagne, pushed the cork back into it, then went to the kitchen and put it in the fridge.

Moments later, she returned to the living room. With a reflexive gesture she picked up the packet of cigarettes Patrick had forgotten on the table. She weighed them in her hand for a moment and smiling, opened a drawer of the bookshelf and placed the cigarettes inside. She took her book from the bookshelf and sat on the couch, enveloped by the faint smell of aftershave left behind by Patrick.

Jack stretched, then came to Barbara and curled up in her lap.

“Yes, Jack. It is like that. It’s always been like that. Just you and me.” She sighed and opened the book. She failed to notice a faint light hovering outside the window.

 

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Author Bio

Carmen Stefanescu resides in Romania, the native country of the infamous vampire Count Dracula, but where, for about 50 years of communist dictatorship, just speaking about God, faith, reincarnation or paranormal phenomena could have led someone to great trouble - the psychiatric hospital if not to prison.

Teacher of English and German in her native country and mother of two daughters, Carmen Stefanescu survived the grim years of communist oppression, by escaping in a parallel world, that of the books.

          Her first novel, Shadows of the Past, was released in 2012 by Wild Child Publishing, USA.

                   Carmen joined the volunteer staff at Marketing For Romance Writers Author blog, and is the coordinator of #Thursday13 posts.

 

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