Welcome to Tara Quinn! Tara and I are taking over each other's blogs today since we both have new releases. Get to know Tara and her books a little better here today, and then I hope you'll stop by Tara's blog because she asked me some very interesting questions on the interview on her blog!
Welcome, Tara! Please tell us a little about yourself.
Hi Joya and thanks for having me over! I would describe myself as a newbie romance author. My very first novella was published about a year ago, and since then I’ve written three other novellas (all romance, but each falling into a different subgenre—sci-fi/post apocalyptic, fantasy, suspense, and contemporary). My contemporary romance, Delicious Delay, was released by Decadent Publishing a little over two weeks ago.
Wow...first of all HUGE congrats on your successful year! That's amazing. What inspires you to write?
Reading other books. Whenever a new book by Nalini Singh or Kresley Cole comes out, I inhale it, and then I go back and reread their older books. This usually results in a “I wish I could write like that one day” moment, after which I flip open my laptop and start practicing.
That's a great inspiration. Readers make the best writers, right? What would be a *perfect* day for you?
Okay, this is really boring, but here goes:
08:30 – Wake up to the smell of cooked breakfast and hot tea (courtesy of husband).
09:00 – Take care of all the early morning essentials.
09:30 – Take a pot of hot tea to the balcony and start writing.
12:00 – Go to the Gym for a Les Mills exercise class of some kind
13:00 – Replenish the calories I just burned.
14:30 – After a shower and change of clothes, continue writing (interspersed with online “breaks”).
17:00 – Call it quits for the day, settle on the couch, and fire up the Xbox.
18:30 – Dinner (with cheesecake for desert)
20:00 – Change into PJs and watch TV until it’s time to sleep.
Haha! I don't think that's boring...sounds pretty fun. And relaxing. Can you tell us about the setting of your Delicious Delay? Why did you choose it?
It’s an unspecified Middle Eastern Airport inspired by the one in Abu Dhabi, UAE. I was stranded there for eight hours and decided it would be a perfect spot for a short erotic romance.
That's very cool! A great way to make the best of your delay, too. What's the most romantic thing any has done for you?
After watching me struggle to type Tower in the Woods (my first published novella) on his iPad, my husband snuck out of the house and bought me a Macbook Air.
Very sweet of your hubby! Where can readers get your book?
I’ve consolidated all the links on my website (http://taraquan.com/delicious-delay/), but below are the main ones.
Decadent Publishing: http://www.decadentpublishing.com/product_info.php?products_id=884&osCsid=l5v02lde4tsn7a75fqa9lnbah5
Thanks for stopping by today, Tara, and for doing this fun blog swap!
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Delicious Delay - Blurb:
Stranded in a Middle Eastern airport, Michelle Day finds herself the object of interest for an abrasive, but all-too-sexy stranger—a stranger who tempts her with the forbidden in a land where indecency could get her killed. But how does one say no to such a deliciously, relentless pursuit?
Khalid Al Dehri takes one look at the red-headed spitfire in the business class lounge and knew he’d either been transported to heaven—or hell. Her tart response to his surliness intrigues him beyond all propriety and the longer he spends in her company, the more he can’t deny his forbidden attraction. But will she explore the sensuality between them or will society’s rules keep them apart?
He grinned. “So I have a proposal.”
She tried to get her breathing under control, without much success. “Why am I sure it’s an indecent one?”
He motioned his head toward the far end of the lounge. Latticed wooden screens gave that particular section more privacy. In an L-shaped room, the tucked-away location prevented a direct line of sight from the dining or reception areas.
He got up and offered her his hand. She hesitated for a long moment before taking it. With faltering footsteps, she followed him. More private or not, limits on how far this could go existed due to them being in an airport lounge. Since her self-control had chosen today to take a vacation, she appreciated the imposed constraint.
He lowered himself onto a plush leather sofa deep inside the cordoned area. With walls on either side and screens strategically angled, the space seemed to have been designed as a spot for people to nap.
On the brink of crossing a dangerous line, she hesitated. “What exactly do you have in mind?”
“I’m just giving you the opportunity to have your way with me,” he offered, his face the picture of innocence.
She hadn’t expected that answer. “I don’t quite follow.”
He kicked one of his legs out and tangled it with hers. She stumbled and instinctively moved her hands forward to brace herself. Her palms flattened over his hard muscled chest when she landed.
She traced the shape of his pectorals. “What do you do all day? Work out?”
He chuckled, the low rumble all male. “I have access to the best personal trainers money can buy. They help keep me honest.”
She shook her head in disbelief as the man preened. “Have you heard of a concept called humility?”
“It’s not one of my virtues,” he admitted. “I’ve never understood the point.”
She sighed. “It’s the polite thing to do.”
He placed his forefinger under her chin and tipped her head up, his expression playful. “So what is a sweet, polite, goody two shoes doing on top of me?”