Release Day!!!

I am beyond excited to announce that today is (finally!) the release day of my very first book, Flirting with the Competition!!!

I got the idea for this story while taking a writing webinar. Someone mentioned using the different objects in your characters’ environments, and I thought, what if there aren’t any objects? What if they’re stuck in an elevator? For the entire story! 

I started writing Flirting with the Competition the next day.

A huge thank you to everyone who’s been supporting me throughout this journey. I’m the luckiest (and, some might say, most sparkly) girl in the world! Without further ado, please enjoy, Flirting with the Competition, available now!

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The sexiest things happen in confined spaces…

Under normal circumstances, Whitney March might have appreciated sharing an elevator with a ridiculously attractive and clearly wealthy guy. Even enjoyed it. But when her companion turns out to be the man who almost ran her over in parking garage moments earlier? Nope and nope. Besides, she’s on her way to a job interview at a prestigious law firm, and she needs to stay focused. Not staring at the rich and sexy jerk.

Then the elevator comes to an abrupt stop. They’re stuck.

Jordan Campbell has every intention of acing the interview for his dream job, and he’s not about to let anything stop him. Not even the sexy, capable, and fiery woman who turns out to be his main competitor he’s trapped with. The only thing they have in common is determination to get the job…and an escalating attraction. And it’s only a matter of time before these competitors indulge in a very sexy little connection between floors.

Buy Flirting with the Competition here. 

Harry is so excited for release day!!!

Harry is so excited for release day!!!

I’m celebrating my book release all over the web today. If you would like to read more about me or Flirting with the Competition, here are some other interviews I’m doing.

Join me with my Mermaid sisters at the Waterworld Mermaid site here.

Even Harry’s getting in on the action. If you missed his interview last Friday, you can still read it here.

Please stop back tomorrow when I’ll be taking part in the Entangled Blog Hop. It’s going to be a “wicked” good time!

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An Interview with Samanthya Wyatt

Hi everyone and happy summer!

I’m so excited today because my friend and fellow Soulie (that means we are both authors with Soul Mate Publishing) is here today. Samanthya has a new book publishing today called Something More. Welcome, Samanthya!

Something More

Something More

Tell us about your process. Do you plot/make outlines for your WIPS, or are you a total pantser?

I find that I get a lot more accomplished if I just sit at the computer and write. But if I want my story to go somewhere and be a good MS, there has to be GMC (Goal, Motivation, Conflict). I learned this from many workshops. I learned how to do character sketches, GMC charts, plots—everything one needs to bring a story together. As I write, I make notations on names, color of hair, anything I may need for reference later in my story. It pays off.

What is your favorite part of writing?

Coming up with the characters and their traits. Everyone wants a strong – tall dark and handsome – hero. The trick is not making them all look the same. I do character sheets on my hero and heroines. Then I have to refer back to those sheets throughout the MS so I don’t goof.

What is your least favorite part of writing?

Getting started. Seems like I procrastinate a bit. Takes me forever to get settled in. Then I have so many ideas I can’t get them on paper fast enough.

Are you a full time writer or do you have a “day job”?

I have a full time J O B. But I’m retiring this year and can not wait. I don’t have to tell any writer how difficult it is to find time to put words to paper, let alone create them in your mind. I’m so proud I finally managed to finish a novel and now it is being published. Looking forward to the day I may spend more time on my writing. I have so many ideas for books and I hope Something More is the first of many.

What are you most proud of about your writing?

That I never stopped. I get a lot of joy from creating new characters and bringing them together in a romantic tale. It took years of putting words on paper, joining RWA, joining other chapters, entering contests, submissions, rejections. Every one of these things created the author I am today. Keeping my spirit and turning criticism into drive.

What advice would you give an aspiring writer?

No# 1. Join RWA. From there you learn to do a number of things. You can join chapter groups, critique groups, you’ll find friends and receive a lot of help. Take every workshop offered—GMC, POV, character interviews, etc. Believe me, you’ll be glad you did. Enter contests and keep your mind open. Take criticism as constructive. Make your writing better. Don’t expect success overnight. It is a long, hard process. If you are determined, keep trying. Don’t give up.

Tell us something eccentric about yourself.

“If you see someone without a smile, give them yours.”

I heard this when I was a child and I have never forgotten it. Every day is a new day, why not greet it with a smile?

I love to make people laugh. My hubby is so silly. And his playfulness has rubbed off on me. Anything can come out of my mouth sometimes, just for fun. I’ll say things that don’t make sense, have people raising their eyebrows, or just busting out with laughter.

I love to do fun things. At my age I still love rollercoasters.

 Lastly, where can we find out more about you?

Please visit my webpage. You can also find me on Facebook, Goodreads, Amazon, and SMP Authors. Thank you for your interest. Tell your friends.

Thank you so much for stopping by today, Samanthya.

Bonus: There is even more to this interview. Stop on by the Waterworld Mermaids‘ site today for extra questions and more on Samanthya’s new release. Now, for a special excerpt….

Something More

A determined man, a headstrong woman, and a battle of wills.

Matthew just got a jolt to his solar plexus. His eyes darted to her mouth. His breathing slowed at the thought of his tongue sliding across and through those daring, full lips. Why was he even considering the idea?

He’d seen her in the airport. A striking female who had his pulses leaping with excited interest. He was a leg man, and she had killer legs. He thought a light flirtation might be just the thing he needed to recover from a frenzied airport. He’d grabbed a last minute flight, got stuck in coach, and had to survive the aircraft from hell. Screaming, undisciplined children only made matters worse with the headache from an already bad day. When he’d seen her dash for the taxi, he immediately decided to take full advantage of the opportunity.

One of the sexiest women he’d ever seen sat mere inches away. True, her long blond hair might be plastered against her lovely head and shoulders, but heat came off her like an inferno. Her shoulders squared like a warrior preparing for battle. Blue-eyed, bottle-blondes were too available, too anxious to be the next one in his bed. This poised creature was about as far from a Barbie doll as one could be. She didn’t need to flaunt her beauty like other self-centered females. In only a few moments, she’d shown self-assurance and a strength many men lacked.

She had blue eyes the color of the bluest sky on any summer day. They sparked fire, yet generated warmth. Her intense scrutiny gave a good kick to his already skipping pulse. The magnetism pulled him in like a fish on a reel that wanted to be caught. At the same time, her look cautioned—don’t be too sure of yourself, for I may throw you back.

It had been a long while since he’d seriously craved a woman. Matthew boldly studied her profile. His creative mind already imagined the possibilities. A kiss on her round little nose. A lingering caress over her smooth cheeks. A nibble on her stubborn chin. His gaze traveled lower to find the clinging wet material molded to her body exposed every curve and valley of sinful bliss.

Jesus!

Air hissed between his teeth as he recalled her beaded nipples poking the front of her soaked blouse. His blood thickened and so did another part of him. He shifted hoping to give the impression he was uncomfortable from sodden clothes.

A soft rush of air brushed his damp face causing his gaze to focus on hers. He’d been caught staring—again. Long brown lashes fanned out around her spearing gaze. Her eyes brightened. Sensuous lips promising delight curled into an evocative smile, parted as if awaiting his kiss, and then she laughed. The throaty sound sent electric shocks of awareness drumming through his system.

His body responded to her in a way it had not stirred in a long time, and he relished the moment. His thoughts clouded as his pulse surged. He needed to explore why this creature enflamed his senses and fueled his desire. Thank God, she had a sense of humor.

“I believe in being a gentleman, no matter what you may have deemed from my actions earlier.” Matthew reluctantly released her hand. “Please forgive me.”

He remembered his sister’s puppy, and how sad little eyes had secured her devotion. Matthew tried for the most pitiful look he could manage, hoping to warrant Carrie’s empathy. “Am I forgiven?” A delicious smile formed on her mouth wrenching his groin. Her intoxicating scent made him long to lean closer. The idea of tasting those sumptuous lips led to other delightful fantasies.

“What kind of female would I be if I left a poor unfortunate man out in the cold, pouring rain without a care to his distress?”

If she only knew.

“Surely you’re not suggesting the kind of female as those during the bra burning era? The ones who refuse to allow a man a simple act such as opening the door for them. That type of female would lock the door at the butcher shop and dangle the steak in front of a starving man looking in the window.” He leaned toward her. “But certainly not you. You, dear lady, have been most kind.”

“Kind that I didn’t throw you out after you manhandled me into this vehicle?”

Mathew gave his most disarming grin. “You must take into account I’m not responsible for my actions. I’d just survived irrational people and belligerent children. I landed in bedlam instead of an airport. Disorderly people turned into an angry mob. Then I was distracted by a most beautiful woman. How can I be blamed for my quick thinking?”

The twinkle in her eyes warmed his sense of humor. His gaze dropped to her mouth. The instinct to kiss her rose-colored lips made him wonder what she would taste like. Cherries? Sweet caramel? He concentrated on their fullness instead of the words coming from her mouth. Her voice exposed confidence and control. Forcing his gaze from temptation, he met her stare. Her eyes sent the message—I will chew you up and spit you out if I want to.

A challenge?

How often was it he actually met someone sexy who didn’t immediately try to seduce him? How long since he’d met a woman smart and entertaining. Not only had she captured his attention, she’d seized his curiosity. And nothing got his adrenaline flowing faster than a hardy challenge.

Effort = Results

Happy Wednesday to everyone!

In May of 2011, I attended the Washington Romance Writer’s annual Retreat. It turned out to be one of the most amazing weekends ever. Among many awesomesauce things that happened, I bonded with some other newbies and together we formed the Waterworld Mermaids, a group blog site by “fantastic women writers.”

I blog there at least once a month (sometimes more) about a whole manner of things – writing, life, my dog. And guess what? Today is one of my blogging days. This year I’ve been focusing on losing weight and feeling better about myself. I invented The Sparkle Plan, a strategy to improve my health and well-being. I set small monthly goals to help achieve a couple of larger goals, like losing twenty pounds and running a 5K.

Today’s post is Month 5 and you can view it here. I hope you’ll stop by to see how I did. (Hint: It’s good news!)

Here are the Waterworld Mermaids in 2012 at our 2nd annual WRW Retreat.

Here are the Waterworld Mermaids in 2012 at our 2nd annual WRW Retreat.