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Today we have romance author Prescott Lane stopping by with a blog tour visit. She's in the hot seat with an interview and her latest release, First Position. The excerpt is quite enjoyable as is the interview!
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Interview questions for Prescott Lane!
Quick round:
Coffee, tea or…what’s your vice?
I’m from the south, so it would have to be tea -- and none of that prissy stuff. This southern girl only drinks sweet iced tea.
Favorite Movie:
Favorite Movie:
I can’t pick just one. I love Bride Maids and The Hangover, but when I want I good cry Steel Magnolias does it every time.
Favorite Color:
Favorite Color:
Pink, of course. To quote one of my favorite movies. “Pink is my signature color.”
Favorite book/author:
Favorite book/author:
Another tough one, I love a good cookbook -- probably not exactly what you had in mind.
How do you feel about bacon?
How do you feel about bacon?
Bacon and I have a love/hate relationship. My taste buds love it, but my thighs don’t.
And now the real questions...
Tell us a little about yourself.
Tell us a little about yourself.
I’m a Catholic and I go to Mass every week. My book has some steamy scenes and so I constantly sneak around church trying to avoid my priest, who keeps asking my mother-in-law for an autographed copy. It’s getting ridiculous, I’ll go out back doors, emergency exits, make sure not to go into his confessional or communion line. I’m proud of my book, but I don’t want to discuss it with my priest. UGH!
What’s under your bed?
Blurb for First Position
Emory faces life’s challenges at the one place that’s never failed her, the ballet barre. But even the barre can’t steady her when fate brings her face-to-face with her old college flame, Mason, who’s hoping to return to the NFL after a career-threatening injury. Before they can surrender to their sexual desires and find salvation in each other’s arms, they need to come to terms with their past. Mason must confront the demons that have set him on a path of self-destruction, while Emory must decide whether to keep her painful secrets locked away, or expose them and risk losing the love of her life. But nothing can prepare Mason for what Emory has kept hidden, or the possibility that he himself may be to blame for the very secrets she keeps – and why they continue to haunt her.
Excerpt from First Position
Wesley opened his biscuit with a knife. “So, little miss, want to fess up to what you were doing yesterday?”
What’s under your bed?
I just got a new bed, so it’s pretty clean right now. But I do keep flashlights under there in case the lights go out.
What comes first, plot or characters?
What comes first, plot or characters?
Characters for sure. Sometimes, I think I have multiple personality disorder with all the people living inside my head.
Oddest thing on your desk?
I actually don’t have a desk. I write on my laptop in my bed -- seems a fitting place to write romance novels.
What’s your favorite thing about the genre you write in?
I love that my stories have Happily Ever Afters. I feel like there are too few of those in real life.
What is the hardest thing about being an author?
Others judging your work. An author works months/years on their novel and someone can rip it apart in a few sentences. That’s the hardest part for sure.
What’s the easiest thing about being an author?
Oddest thing on your desk?
I actually don’t have a desk. I write on my laptop in my bed -- seems a fitting place to write romance novels.
What’s your favorite thing about the genre you write in?
I love that my stories have Happily Ever Afters. I feel like there are too few of those in real life.
What is the hardest thing about being an author?
Others judging your work. An author works months/years on their novel and someone can rip it apart in a few sentences. That’s the hardest part for sure.
What’s the easiest thing about being an author?
The easiest thing for me is starting. It’s so exciting to finally be giving life to my characters.
Blurb for First Position
Emory faces life’s challenges at the one place that’s never failed her, the ballet barre. But even the barre can’t steady her when fate brings her face-to-face with her old college flame, Mason, who’s hoping to return to the NFL after a career-threatening injury. Before they can surrender to their sexual desires and find salvation in each other’s arms, they need to come to terms with their past. Mason must confront the demons that have set him on a path of self-destruction, while Emory must decide whether to keep her painful secrets locked away, or expose them and risk losing the love of her life. But nothing can prepare Mason for what Emory has kept hidden, or the possibility that he himself may be to blame for the very secrets she keeps – and why they continue to haunt her.
Excerpt from First Position
Wesley opened his biscuit with a knife. “So, little miss, want to fess up to what you were doing yesterday?”
“Well, it depends,” she said. “Before or after, I threw my half-naked body at Mason?”
Wesley dropped the knife. “Excuse me?”
Tomás raised his eyebrows and gave her a smile.
Wesley dropped the knife. “Excuse me?”
Tomás raised his eyebrows and gave her a smile.
“It was just for a little while,” she said playfully.
“How little?” Wesley munched on his biscuit.
“Not too long.”
“How naked?”
“I told you -- about half.”
“Which half?”
“A little of both.”
“Both breasts?”
“No. Top and bottom.”
“Is that so?” Wesley took a sip of his drink, thoughtfully considering what she’d said, like he was some kind of philosopher. “Any action?”
“I tried.”
“How hard?”
“Pretty hard.”
“Was he?” Wesley grinned at Tomás and took another bite of his biscuit.
“Shut up,” she said blushing. “We decided it was best to take things slow.”
“That’s too bad,” Wesley said, and Tomás slapped his arm. “In all seriousness, I’m happy for you.”
“Me too,” Emory said, rising from the table with her and Tomás’ plates.
Wesley grabbed her shoulder and whispered in her ear, “Did you tell him?” Emory shook her head walking to the sink, and Wesley shot her a disapproving look. Tomás eyed them both curiously. “He deserves to know!”
Tomás mouthed to Wesley, “Know what?” Wesley shook his head that it was none of his business.
“No lectures, Wesley.” She scrubbed the plates. “Let me enjoy myself and Mason before I ruin it.”
“You need to stop running,” Wesley said.
“I’ll stop when you stop.”
“How little?” Wesley munched on his biscuit.
“Not too long.”
“How naked?”
“I told you -- about half.”
“Which half?”
“A little of both.”
“Both breasts?”
“No. Top and bottom.”
“Is that so?” Wesley took a sip of his drink, thoughtfully considering what she’d said, like he was some kind of philosopher. “Any action?”
“I tried.”
“How hard?”
“Pretty hard.”
“Was he?” Wesley grinned at Tomás and took another bite of his biscuit.
“Shut up,” she said blushing. “We decided it was best to take things slow.”
“That’s too bad,” Wesley said, and Tomás slapped his arm. “In all seriousness, I’m happy for you.”
“Me too,” Emory said, rising from the table with her and Tomás’ plates.
Wesley grabbed her shoulder and whispered in her ear, “Did you tell him?” Emory shook her head walking to the sink, and Wesley shot her a disapproving look. Tomás eyed them both curiously. “He deserves to know!”
Tomás mouthed to Wesley, “Know what?” Wesley shook his head that it was none of his business.
“No lectures, Wesley.” She scrubbed the plates. “Let me enjoy myself and Mason before I ruin it.”
“You need to stop running,” Wesley said.
“I’ll stop when you stop.”
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