Sunday, February 2, 2014

Debra St. John and This Feels Like Home #TWRP #contemporaryromance #cowboys

Today we have The Wild Rose Press author Debra St. John and her latest release, This Feels Like Home (Corral series.) She brings with her a bull riding hero and a play-it-safe city girl! She's also giving away some swag at the end if you leave a comment, so stay tuned for details. 

~Mia 


Interview questions with Debra St. John… .

Quick round:
Coffee, tea or…what’s your vice? It all depends on my mood. Sometimes I like tea with a little bit of sugar. Sometimes I like tea with a little bit of honey and lemon. Sometimes I like coffee with a bit of Bailey's Irish Creme. When I'm out and about my indulgent drink of choice is Starbucks White Chocolate Mocha Latte. Any of the above needs to be decaf. Caffeine gives me a major buzz and makes me feel sick...ugh.

Favorite Movie: Um, totally not fair question. You do realize how many movies are out there, right? Right now at this very moment, I have to go with the Despicable Me movies. My hubby and I watch the scene from Two with the Minion saying "Bee doh bee doh bee doh" as flashing lights revolve on his head over and over again. And every time we laugh like it's the first time seeing it.

Favorite Color: Purple - any shade. I have a bathroom upstairs painted a lovely lilac and two accent walls in my kitchen painted eggplant. My nail polish color of choice for February (since it's my birthday month and amethyst is the birthstone) is "Tomorrow Never Dies" purple from the OPI 007 Collection.

Favorite book/author: Seriously?! That's another totally not fair question.  There's no way in the world I can pick. So I guess I'll go with my favorite series romance of all time. Mariah by Sandra Canfield. It's a Harlequin Superromance from 1988. My copy is so worn the pages are falling out and the words are fading. 

How do you feel about bacon? Love it. But it has to be Oscar Meyer turkey bacon.



The REAL questions… 
Tell us a little about yourself.
I 'm a country girl. I'd love to live in a small town where everyone knows everyone else, but your nearest neighbor is miles away. However, I live in a suburb of Chicago, and because my family and friends are here and I could never leave them, I have to live vicariously through my characters. Most of my stories are set in small towns and/or have a bit of the country in them.

What’s under your bed?
Three plastic bins. One contains bathing suits and cover ups for the summer. One contains lingerie. And the other contains all of the clothes I made for my Cabbage Patch Kids when I was in high school.

What comes first, plot or characters?
I'd have to say usually the plot comes first, followed closely by one of the characters. The other character tends to take a bit more coaxing. Sometimes I know the hero best, sometimes the heroine. There's really no rhyme or reason to it.

Pantser, plotter, or hybrid? Tell us about your writing process.
If you would have asked me this a couple of years ago I would have answered with a firm pantser. These days however, I'd say I'm more of a hybrid. I've written notes for stories and have even *gasp* outlined major plot points.

Oddest thing on your desk?
A Boba Fett pen I got out of a box of Golden Grahams.

What’s your most interesting writing quirk?
I do most of my writing in the summer since I'm not working then. When I write, I tend to migrate. I'll sit on the front porch for a while, moving from the rocker to the chair to the bench. Then I'll move to the back patio. Then I'll move to the table by the pond. If I'm stuck or my laptop runs out of juice, then I know it's time to pick up, move to a new spot, and plug in again.

What’s your favorite thing about the genre you write in?
Since I write contemporary romance, I can use real-life things in my stories. Several of my settings stemmed from places we've actually visited. Wild Wedding Weekend's setting is based on the cruise my hubby and I took on our honeymoon. My hero and heroine visit the same places we did. The Corral series (This Time for Always, This Can't Be Love, This Feels Like Home) is based on the bar where my hubby and I met. The setting for Love is the place we vacation with friends every year.

What is the hardest thing about being an author?
Finding the time in the midst of real life to write.

What’s the easiest thing about being an author?
Having a rational, logical perfectly normal reason for hearing voices in my head.

What do you wish someone had asked you for an interview question? How does it feel to be a New York Times Bestselling Author? (Okay, that's more of a fantasy question, but a girl has to dream, right?)

Tell us about your latest release!

This Feels Like Home is the final full-length in my Corral series. My hero Jake is a bull rider...my favorite kind of cowboy. Jake was the guy always there for his friends, and who often helped them find their way down true love’s path but planned on steering clear of love for himself, so he could focus on his rodeo career. But of course, we all know it takes just the right woman to come along and change a hero’s mind, so I brought Amber into Jake’s life.


Blurb for This Feels Like Home (Corral series)...
Can a danger-addicted cowboy and a safety-conscious urbanite ever see eye-to-eye?

When Chicago native Amber Winfield visits her aunt in Texas,

she's happy to absorb some local color - but dating a bull rider? That's more cowboy than she's prepared to go. As an accessibility consultant, she knows too well the hazards of extreme sports. Just one night with Jake Hawkins, though, and she's captivated by the caring man underneath the cowboy swagger. But she could never fall for a man so intent on chasing danger...could she?

Jake's one goal - earn enough points to ride on the pro circuit - and he won't let anyone stand in his way. Especially not a sophisticated city lady who thinks bull riding is crazy. Women like Amber are the reason he's perfected the art of loving and leaving. So why can't he get her off of his mind...or out of his heart?


Excerpt for This Feels Like Home (Corral series)

(Just as a little background; in this scene Jake's friends try a little matchmaking during the bouquet and garter toss at a wedding.)

Shaking his head in disgust, Jake made his way onto the floor. Unfortunately, there weren’t many bodies to hide behind, and somehow he wound up in the middle of the front row. Why where there so few single men in the room?

Across the expanse of parquet, Zach glanced over his shoulder and caught Jake’s eye.

Jake shook his head. “Don’t you dare,” he warned, but it was too late. The beribboned missile sailed straight into his hands.

Ignoring the whoops and hollers, Jake sought out Amber. A small smile tilted the corners of her mouth, but when she caught him looking, she shrugged, her expression morphing into one he couldn’t interpret.

Jake shoved the garter into his pocket and walked off the floor, but not before shooting a glare in the general direction of the back of Zach’s head.

“Now it’s your turn,” Sharlie was saying to Amber.

A puzzled look crossed Amber’s face. “For what?”

“The bouquet toss of course.”

“Oh no, I couldn’t.” She turned beseeching eyes on Jake.

“Don’t look at me like that. You made me go out there.” He jerked his thumb over his shoulder. “I agree with Sharlie. Now it’s your turn.” Why did a ridiculous, romantic part of him he hadn’t known existed hope Amber caught the bouquet? It wasn’t like a silly superstition would magically make things work for them.

“No, really,” Amber protested. “I don’t—”

“Go on,” Sharlie said. “Jessica’s about to throw it.”

With a flounce of her head, Amber gave in. “Fine.” She stood in back of the bevy of women gathered on the floor.

“Everyone ready?” Jessica asked.

A chorus of yeses, which Amber did not join, answered.

Jessica turned her back to the eagerly waiting women. “Okay then. One, two, three.” But instead of throwing the bouquet, she pivoted on her heel and walked over and handed the flowers to Amber.

Amber’s mouth dropped open.

“That’s not fair,” muttered someone. “She didn’t even throw it.”

For one second, Amber’s wide gaze met Jake’s, before she looked away and hurried from the floor.

“Nice one, Jess,” Zach called from the sidelines.

Jake turned on him. “Was that your idea?”

Zach grinned. “Nope. I had no clue.” Without commenting further, he walked over to claim his bride for another dance.

Jake seriously considered killing him.



Buy links for This Feels Like Home


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Chance To Win A Swag Pack!
I'll be giving away a swag pack (bookmarks, postcards, coupons) to one lucky commenter who tells me what they like best about a series. Be sure to leave your e-mail addy for a chance to win. Winner will be chosen randomly...aka...I'll write all of the entrants' names on slips of paper, toss them into a hat, and have my hubby pick a name!

Thanks for stopping by! 

8 comments:

Debra St. John said...

Hi Mia,

It's so great to be here today. Thanks for having me and giving me the chance to chat with you and tell readers a bit about myself and Jake and Amber. Happy Monday!

Jennifer Wilck said...

Hi! I didn't know you were a February birthday--I am too. I love amethysts. Happy birthday!

Paula Martin said...

Great interview, Mia and Debra. I'd love see your Cabbage Patch doll's clothes! But turkey bacon? Sorry, that's not proper bacon (big grin!).
Love the excerpt!

Debra St. John said...

Hi Jen...Yay! We're birthday pals! Mine's on Thursday (2/6).

Paula...I honestly thought I'd never like it, but it's really crispy and yummy and there's hardly any grease. My 'kids' have outfits for every occasion. :)

Kaylyn D said...

I like series because we get to see characters from previous books. It makes me feel "more connected." LOL

Debra St. John said...

Hi Kaylyn,

That's exactly why I like to read (and write) a series!

bn100 said...

Like them only if they're standalone

bn100candg at hotmail dot com

Debra St. John said...

Hi bn100,

That does make a difference. Otherwise sometimes it's hard to keep up.

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