I am so pleased to be welcoming Jane Leopold Quinn to my blog today. She’s a pretty amazing writer. Very real. I’m sure you can relate to her. Enjoy!
Welcome, Jane. First, tell us about your writing journey.
I’ve been writing since late 1999. I told a friend who shared a love of The Big Valley and Nick Barkley that I’d been having an interesting (okay, a hot) fantasy, a western story about a cowboy and female rancher. The story included an evil ranch foreman, as well as the cowboy’s brother and wife. My friend said, “Why don’t you write it?” Unh, I hadn’t even thought of that, and how did she know that was exactly what I should be doing. The next morning, on my way to work, I bought a spiral notebook, put pen to paper, and wrote seemingly non-stop for days, weeks, forever. I went downtown for an hour and half before work and wrote at an Au Bon Pain. I wrote at noon, I wrote on the weekends at home. I sat on the couch, listened to music, and wrote like a maniac. Then I joined Romance Writers of America, started to make contacts with on-line Yahoo loops, met other writers, and gathered the names of publishers. Alas, my submissions to New York publishers and agents were rejected. One loop offered to match up an experienced author with a newbie. To my great fortune, I was matched up with Joan Powell, who guided me in so many ways. The fact that she liked my writing made her my favorite person on Earth.
After writing two westerns quickly, I turned my attention to a time travel to 2nd Century Roman Britain. Ancient Ties featured Marek, a disillusioned Roman soldier yearning for peace, and Janney, a small-town Iowa school teacher in Bath, England on vacation. She steps through the doorway of a ruined Roman villa and into 161 A.D. Aquae Sulis. This became my first published book in 2005 by Whiskey Creek Press Torrid. It’s currently and sadly out of print, but I have hopes it will soon be back. So, I’ve been published since August of 2005.
Some of my books have been published by one or two publishers, but currently, I have 16 books available for sale. Some are at publishers and some self-published. More and more are self-pubbed after the rights expire. I seem to write almost every genre: erotic contemporary romance, ménage, M/F, M/M, F/F, sexy faery tale, historic western romance, vampire, and time travel. These are all of various lengths. My first three books were novel length, but now I enjoy writing novellas and short stories. I’m not sure how those lengths became my favorites, but they definitely are. The shorter type of story is an amazing challenge, the drill-down to a story’s essence. I call it a snapshot in the lives of two people.
The moment I put that pen to paper, my heart thumped happily, and I knew this was what I was meant to do with my life. I’m proud of each of my books. Their overarching message is that true love can happen and there are happily ever afters in life. My own personal story proves that!
What do you like best about being an author?
Creating life. I suppose that sounds arrogant, but that’s what writers do. We make up characters out of thin air, give them names and back stories, and then put them together and see what happens next. The second best thing I love about being an author is writing “The End.” What a sense of accomplishment that is. It’s brought me to tears many times.
Any similarities between you and any of your characters?
There are always similarities between my characters and me. My heroines, though, are smarter, braver, and more beautiful than I am. Characters I enjoy reading about start out in trouble, not necessarily physical trouble, and work their way out of it with the help of a handsome hunk. I like characters who take chances to get what they want in life. I’ve taken a few myself and have always gained so much from the risk.
How much time do you spend on writing?
Pretty much all my time is spent on writing and writing-related activities. If I’m not writing, I’m working on promotion and thinking about a work in progress or a new work. And if I’m not writing, I’m reading. All my life, since early childhood, books have been an important part. My mother used to tell me to get outside to play instead of staying in my room reading. I used to take several library books on our family vacations and actually still do take books on vacation. Even if I don’t read them or read at all, the knowledge that they’re close at hand makes me feel secure.
Is there anything you’d like to share with the readers?
Reading is a pleasure. Books offer so much – learning experiences, escape, hope for the future, pathways to love. I don’t care what genre you read, which heat level you’re most comfortable with, I’d love you to just read. Relax and enjoy a story. Catch your breath in suspense in the plot. Laugh, smile, weep, sob. It’s all good, and much needed especially in this crazy world we’re living in.
Blurb: Nick Gabriel, orphan, outlaw, reformed man, yearns for what his brother Jake has—land, a home, and best of all, a loving wife. Nick pulls a woman off a rearing horse, slamming her sexy, lithe body against his, the impetuous action setting him up to lose his heart.
Margee McPherson’s whole world revolves around running the ranch her father left her and handling the creepy ranch foreman she also inherited. Years before, she’d made a mistake that ended tragically. Now, she won’t allow the drifter cowboy, Nick Gabriel, to get anywhere near her no matter how tall, dark, and handsome he is, and how much she longs to be in his arms.
Both have secrets in their pasts. Will Margee’s fear and guilt keep her from moving forward with her life? Nick’s fallen in love with the beautiful rancher. Can he prove to her his roaming days are over? And will they survive their past secrets, finding the love they didn’t know they craved?
Excerpt: Joshua, California 1881 – Agee Ranch
The day was warm for early spring in the mountains, the sky luminously blue and topped with a few high clouds mashed-looking as if with the tines of a fork. Unlike the heavy, hot, moist heat of the southern part of the state, the air was arid up here. Fir trees on the mountain slopes had a crisp, clean, triangle-like look.
Nick had known where Jake and Ivy had settled since they’d reunited several months ago. He’d debated with himself if he should stay away or seek them out. But at thirty-one, he was weary of the uncertainty and loneliness of tramping around the country. Reuniting with Joey, who now went by the more grown up sounding Jake, had been bittersweet. Thank God the kid had turned out all right and not like his jail bird older brother.
He’d been hired by her father to find the runaway Ivy Westlake. It was a once in a lifetime chance that the baby brother he hadn’t seen for fifteen years was with her. He’d been jealous of the obvious love between Jake and Ivy, but he’d had a job to do. Then she was kidnapped by his own two henchmen. After rescuing her, he’d protected her all the way to Los Angeles, holding her when she’d vomited every morning. When he learned she was pregnant with Jake’s child, he’d promised to find Jake and send him to her in Mexico. But Jake had found her all by himself.
Now it seemed Nick had found them here together with a ranch of their own and a baby on the way. Family. Something he’d never really had. Something he was aching for now.
The ranch house, painted white and with a wide porch, looked inviting. A wooden fence surrounded a large swath of grass across the front with bushes and flowers as a border. He smiled as he rode closer. It appeared Jake had the ideal home. A woman leaned against the porch railing, one hand above her eyes to cut the sun so she could see better. Ivy. God, she looked wonderful even at a distance and even heavy with child.
“Jake, come out here!”
Nick reined in at the bottom of the porch steps, his expression neutral. After all, he had no inkling if Jake would be happy to see him.
The link to The Long Road To You – http://amzn.com/B00SX7AR5K
Blurb: Jake and Ivy is historical western romance with very sensual love scenes.
Ivy Westlake, thought to be a demure young lady, comes alive at her friend’s hacienda in Mexico when she discovers the Flamenco. Her wild side is unleashed in the sensuality of music and dancing. She will not allow her father to force her into a marriage of convenience back East, so she runs away with the dance troupe.
Jake Agee, cowboy, horse trader, loner, has carefully built a life with no commitments. That life explodes in his face when Ivy dances. He doesn’t know she’s run away until he spots her performing in a small California town. He battles his desire to have this woman against his well-honed sense of independence.
Jake and Ivy perform their own style of pas de deux throughout southern California until their passions ignite in a desert cave in the middle of a thunder storm. Jake fights his growing love as Ivy fights her craving for their erotic pursuits. Jake’s long lost brother suddenly and mysteriously surfaces. Will this appearance tear Jake and Ivy apart? Will it destroy their love?
He was prepared to beg if need be but she’d stood on the wagon when he’d held out his hand. He just reached out and she came to him. Clasping her possessively around her waist, he wanted her to be in no doubt as to what this was all about.
It was more than just wanting to seduce her, he could find a willing woman. But could he find one with Ivy’s specific attributes—stubborn, courageous, unconsciously sensuous but innocent at the same time. She rode like a man, danced like a dream, looked like an angel and kissed like the very devil. How could this eastern girl, brought up in the lap of luxury living a life so completely different from his, have any interest in him? He could no longer ignore the spark he knew they’d both felt the first time they’d set eyes on each other and whenever they kissed. As much as he tried to think it through logically, it wasn’t something that could be reasoned out. He’d ridden around in circles, literally and figuratively, until he’d made his decision.
While wiping the horse down with rags from his saddlebags, he saw her in his peripheral vision flinch at every lightning flash and boom of thunder. She stood shivering against the wall, watching his every move, watching the rain and wind whip through the brush outside the cave. She hugged her arms, rubbing them distractedly. She must be freezing in her clothing soaked from the driving rain.
“Easy, boy,” he murmured soothingly to his horse. Easy, boy. Soothing himself. She’d come willingly but did she know what was going to happen? Easy. Don’t frighten her.
“I’ll make a fire.” He squatted and lit the brush inside a circle of stones he’d set up earlier when he’d found the cave. Fitful flames finally flared, their light steadier and more comforting than the lightning flashes.
Pushing himself upright off his bent knees, he turned and focused on her. His gaze swept from her feet to her intense wide eyes. Loosened hair tumbled over her shoulders and breasts, her hard nipples clearly jutting against the clingy wet cloth of her shirt. His cock throbbed at the sight.
The link to Jake and Ivy – http://amzn.com/B00OEFC9LK
Find out more about Jane:
http://janeleopoldquinn.BlogSpot.com ~~ https://twitter.com/jelquinnauthor
Amazon Author Page http://amzn.to/1DfiXkP