Favorite childhood memory
When I was little, from infant to about age five, my dad had a Harley Sportster. When he’d get back from a ride, he would sit me on the seat and walk the bike a short distance to make me feel like I was riding it just like him. Mom wouldn’t let him take me on an actual ride, even though I know he asked. She thought it was too dangerous, and it probably was. (I’m hoping my mom can find a picture that I can share with you). I didn’t get a chance to actually ride on the back of a Harley going full speed until I was 19, when a short-term boyfriend would take me for rides. He wasn’t the faithful type though, so that didn’t last long.
Why write about bad boys?
Probably because I’ve always been attracted to them, which didn’t always work out so great for me. I guess a lot of women are attracted to that type though, hoping they’ll be the one to tame the guy’s wicked ways. I don’t know that I would necessarily call my husband a bad boy, but he’s never backed down from a fight, and he has the scars to prove it, including some knife wounds from his days at the Sheriff’s Department.
Why an MC series?
While my family has never been part of an MC, my dad, maternal grandfather, great-aunt and great-uncle, my mom’s brother were all bike enthusiasts. My great-aunt and uncle would travel the US on their bikes, and yes they went to Sturgis. My great-aunt was even part of the Motor Maids. They had a garage full of bikes, including some old Indians. My grandfather had an old Indian when I was little, and later a Harley. Now that he’s older, he doesn’t ride anymore. My dad is the only one who still has a bike these days. I grew up hearing the rumble of a Harley, feeling that growling vibration when the engine is revved. Nothing turns my head faster than a Harley zipping past me. They truly are a thing of beauty.
Coffee or tea?
Coffee. More specifically, a white mocha from Starbucks. Hot, of course. I can’t stand cold coffee or frappuccinos. If I’m drinking tea, it’s either a glass of sweet tea, or hot tea with honey when I have a sore throat. Otherwise, I’m definitely a coffee person. The leaded version, because the only place for decaf is in the trash.
Asking me to choose a favorite book is like asking which of my children is my favorite. Although, if one child is misbehaving, then that day the other one is my favorite. As for books, I have a lot of authors I enjoy reading. I read only romance these days, but a variety of sub-genres from Contemporary to Scifi and Paranormal. I used to read a lot of Regency romances, but I haven’t touched those in about four or five years. I think I got burnt out because it’s all I read for a while.
I love so many of them, I don’t think I could choose just one. But a few of my favorites are Overboard, Letters to Juliet, Sixteen Candles, Rose Red, It (both the 1990 and 2017 versions), The Haunting, Poltergeist (old and new), Here Comes the Boom, and so many, many others. I grew up watching horror movies. I was five when Gremlins came out, and I was hooked after that. Although, Childs Play did have me eyeing my grandmother’s doll cabinet with a bit of unease, especially the creepy clown doll she had.
At the moment, Perfect by Ed Sheeran. But I love a variety of music from hair bands of the 80’s, to late 90’s and early 2000’s country, to current pop hits. There are even some classical songs I like, as well as Scottish and Irish songs. Loch Lomond has always been a favorite and I own several versions of it. One of the songs I’ve played A LOT while working on Dixie Reapers is Poison by Alice Cooper.
Want to know something else about me? You can email me anytime at firstname.lastname@example.org! If I’m currently working on a book, it might take me a few days to respond. When I’m in the zone, I don’t always remember to check my email.