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Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Welcome Karen Cote, telling about her coming release, Erotic Deception!

I'm happy to welcome author Karen Cote, sharing ideas with us about her coming romantic suspense release, Erotic Deception!

Hi Marsha, thank you so much for hosting me today…and for your patience in getting this to you. The fact is, I’m reluctant. Scared if you will. This is my first posting essentially about me.

I can assure you, I’m more comfortable talking about someone else. What that says or doesn’t say is irrelevant. The basic concept is fear. Fear of someone knowing me. Not for any narcissistic complex but more of knowing what I’m not. I spent years with my mother romanticizing about stories and heroes and heroines. I wish she were here now to critique what I’ve done. Would love to know she laughed at the parts I yearn to be funny and frightened they’re just more words on paper. But she’s not. All I have is this desire for others to sit back, relax and enjoy the story of my characters and feel it is time well spent. Time is a precious commodity and I pray those who take the time, will find my work worth it.

Author Bio
I’ve attached a short bio of myself and an excerpt of my work which took years of fine-tuning, something I hope to bring enjoyment to others in the way I’ve been entertained by my favorite authors.

I live in a California Castle with Prince Charming and a Magnificent Black Stallion. Okay, it’s a bungalow, a corporate husband and a small black pug who totes a sense of humor and lotsaattitude. But it is a dream. A real life dream to inspire the romantic suspense novels I write.
  
Author Links

http://www.karencote.tv


Blurb
Told she’d never have children…abracadabra, she’s pregnant. Would the man she loves disappear when he found out?

Her brother was dead. He’d practically raised her and stood by her during a miscarriage that left her barren and the sole person she’d had left in this world. How had Dr. Lily Delaney with a PhD in Psychology missed the psychotic signs of Anthony Capriccio, the Kansas City District Attorney and her ex-fiancĂ©? Now at twenty-nine she was on the run to hide from the impending threats to her own life. But on the road to a safe secluded lake community, Lily crashes into the path of a new dangerous element, literally. One with deep blue eyes who totes a badge and carries a gun.

After his experience as a detective in Kansas City, Missouri, Jet Walker enjoyed his life as sheriff of the quiet lake community, Windom Hills. However, when Lily Delaney literally crashes into his car and life, his world disrupts into chaos. Couldn’t the woman do anything normal? Between fighting to protect her and fighting against his growing attraction for her, the previous peace Jet had found was now falling apart. And how could he possibly trust another woman after the trick his ex-wife played in trying to pass off another man’s child as his?

Excerpt
An excerpt from my novel: The scene is where my heroine has just crashed into my heroes car after discovering a worm in her candy bar.

Then realization dawned as Anthony's thought process slammed into her. If the police stopped her for even a minor infraction, he or she might feel compelled to notify the court, if not the District Attorney himself. Anthony must be desperate if he’s stooping that low.

“It’s a mistake,” she said, her voice flat. “I’m the one who needs protection from him.”

Mild skepticism appeared briefly between his narrowed dark lashes.

“It’s true,” she frowned. “He’s my ex-fiancĂ© with serious psychosis issues.” 

His enigmatic stare gave a moment’s study before he replied.

“Dr. Delaney, the restraining order implicates you as the threat.”

She adamantly shook her head. “I’m the one being threatened!” . Experience warned not to mention he also killed her brother. 

“You’ll need to take that up with the courts,” was his infuriating response.

“And play right into his hands,” she said bitterly and then muttered under her breath. “You’re all as crooked as he is.”
The rearing back of his head indicated he’d heard her, but at this point Lily didn’t care. She was tired, scared, and tired of being scared. Screw them all.

“Then allow me to at least pretend to care about justice and get back to the three lives almost taken today?” he suggested in a soft dangerous tone.

Heat rose up the back of Lily’s neck and her momentary apathy awoke to shame. In this, she was entirely to blame.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that,” she said, pressing her index fingers into her temples and rubbing in simultaneous circular motion.

“Forget it,” was his clipped response. “Why don’t you tell me what happened today?”

Despite his command to forget it, his abrupt demeanor assured Lily that he, at least, hadn’t. But the damage was done and there was little she could do.

She started to answer, but the explanation of the worm now seemed more ludicrous than before. Her gaze fell on the mounds of hay on the big truck.

“Isn’t there a minimum speed limit here?”

“Excuse me?”

“Well,” she licked her lips. “To be perfectly honest, the fault isn't entirely mine, if you think about it.” She noted the warning light appearing in his eyes and knew she was only making things worse for herself. 

Apparently, however, she was on a suicide mission as she trudged on.

“That truck was barely moving. Isn’t there a minimum speed limit here?”

“You're inferring this was Pete’s fault?” he asked with an underlying threat.

Shame pushed her lips together, but for some reason, it didn’t stop the flow of diarrhea.

“Well, he was driving as if his only intent was to race a turtle,” she said and cast a guilty glance toward the shocked older man. She stammered on, “A-And by you allowing that kind of obstruction makes us all responsible, don’t you think?”

Have I lost my mind? It was obvious the man before her thought so.

“Now you’re encompassing me as a responsible party?”

“It’s possible,” she said weakly.

“Are you under the influence of any drugs or alcohol?” he asked.

She checked the hysterical laugh bubbling up. She could use something right now.

‘No,” she replied.

“Are you in the habit of always blaming others for your problems?”

Hot tears burned.

“No,” she answered again.

“Would you mind giving an honest answer as to why you tried to pass in a zone clearly marked do not pass?”

 “I wasn’t trying to pass,” she responded in a flat voice.

“No?” He asked. “What were you doing? Playing Peak-A-Boo with your car?”

“No,” she gritted. “I don’t consider driving a car as playing a game.”

“Yet I remind you once again, several lives were put in jeopardy today,” he stated.

Lily rubbed shaking hands over her face in defeat. “I know and I’m sorry, but I was distracted by a worm in my candy bar and-”

“A what?” he cut her off.

Exactly. She repeated it anyway. “A worm.”

“You put worms in your candy bar?”

“What,” she frowned and then shook her head. “No, I don’t put worms in my candy bar. I bought it from a store a few miles back.”

“They sell worms in candy bars?” he asked and Lily couldn’t tell if his sardonic disbelief was real or not.

“No,” she responded again, feeling her patience start to thin. “I suppose the candy was old.”

He cocked his head to the side. “Alright, let’s presume you’re not making this up—”

This time Lily cut him off. ‘Who in their right mind would make up a story like that?’

“Good question,” the sheriff concurred in derision, “I’m guessing next you’re going to tell me the worm was driving?”

Lily’s mouth tightened. “Listen, Sheriff. I’m sorry I wrecked your car, but it was an accident. And as I mentioned, if the truck in front of me hadn’t been going so slow this wouldn’t have happened.”

His lip curled. “I thought we were blaming the worm now.”

Nearing the end of her tether and not sure why she continued to argue the very-moot point, the last thing Lily needed was his belligerent sarcasm.

“Can we wrap this up?”

Ice-blue chips reflected his less than appreciative response to her attitude.

“Where are you headed today?”

Her lips twisted. “Here.”

“Where exactly is here?”

She suppressed a caustic response. “WindomHillsLake Resort.”

“Are you renting a cabin?”

“I believe it’s a house.”

His eyes traveled over her curves, down to her long legs and back up again.
“Why Windom Hills? It’s not exactly Club Med.”

Dismay over her predicament, coupled with his insulting remark and perusal made her own response less than respectful.

“That's none of your business, Sheriff.”

With a menacing step, he leaned in and whispered, “Lady, you've made everything about you my business today.”

It was the final straw. First, she’d had to endure the loss of her brother. Then she’d found out the man she was going to marry had killed him and threatened to do the same to her. With the horror of a worm, whose very existence was in question, followed by an accident she’d certainly caused, and the impending legal ramifications which would bring about the imminent discovery of her whereabouts, she now had to endure this man’s relentless aggression? All rationale and common sense disintegrated.

“Which goes back to my earlier question,” she challenged. “Why aren’t you monitoring the roads better instead of being in everyone’s business?” In her need to lash out at someone, she took enormous satisfaction at catching him off guard. “If you’d been doing your job instead of driving around with your thumb up your ass, I wouldn’t have been stuck behind that monstrous contraption for what seemed an eternity and you wouldn’t have wrecked your vehicle.”

Pete’s mouth dropped, but Lily was too far gone and incensed to care.

“Now it’s my fault again?” Disbelief made the sheriff’s voice rise to match hers.

“Well, I’m glad to see you’re finally taking some responsibility,” she announced irrationally.

“Things are beginning to make sense,” he gritted through his teeth, reaching behind him. “You’re not only dangerous, you’re nuts. Turn around and put your hands behind your back.”

Not taking into account he’d arrest her, Lily backed up in wide-eyed horror.

“You’re going to handcuff me?” she asked aghast.

An anxious Pete stepped in, “Now hold on a minute, Jet. There ain’t no cause for that.”

Ignoring Pete, the sheriff advanced toward Lily, his lip curling.

“Maybe you want to coerce me against it by hiking up your skirt again.”

“By hiking up my skirt…” she asked, thrown off by confusion. “What are you talking about?”

“Are you going to deny trying to make things easier on yourself by wiggling your assets in your car earlier? Exhibitionism is against the law in this county, Ma’am.”

She sucked in a breath. “You’re the one that’s crazy,” she choked out in rage. “I wasn’t wiggling anything.”

“What would you call it? Soliciting an ad for yellow underwear?”

Her green eyes blazed before she allowed her lips to curve sweetly in pent-up hysteria.

“For your information, Sheriff, my underwear is not yellow. Where’d you get your investigative skills, Detectives for Dummies?”

Dead silence fell like a thick fog. Somewhere in the back of Lily’s hysterical frame of mind, she realized she’d just insulted an officer of the law over her underwear.


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Marsha A. Moore is a writer of fantasy romance. The magic of art and nature spark life into her writing. She is the author of the novel, TEARS ON A TRANQUIL LAKE, the first in a trilogy. Part two, TORTUGA TREASURE is contracted for release in January, 2012. Look for her first of an epic fantasy romance series, SEEKING A SCRIBE: ENCHANTED BOOKSTORE LEGENDS ONE, to be available late autumn.
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20 comments:

Roseanne Dowell said...

Terrific interview, Karen. And sounds like a great book. Another for my to buy list.

VICKI BATMAN, a sassy writer of sexy and funny short fiction said...

Hi, Karen! Congratulations on your book. The excerpt is fantastic as are you!!!

Patricia said...

Great excerpt, Karen. Your mom would be proud.
Patti

Heather Haven said...

Had to rush over when I found out two of my favorite gals, Marsha and Karen, were converging. Love the sassy dialog, clever yet real. A worm in the candy bar? Yuk. one more thing for me to be paranoid about.

Marsha A. Moore said...

Karen, glad to have you visiting today! And a big thank you to all the ladies stopping by.

Karen Cote said...

I love you guys! Thank you so much for taking time out of your busy schedules to stop by. Each one of you is near and dear to my heart and my life enriched in just knowing you.

Lol on the paranoia Heather. That is probably the only actual event to happen in my book except it was me who found it (before I took a bite) but my poor Dad (now passed) had already eaten most of his. It was funny watching him spit it out of the vehicle window while he was driving.

Thanks again for hosting me Marsha.

Kat said...

This is a great blog hosting and Karen I can't wait to read it.:-)

Karen Cote said...

Kitty-Kat! Thank you so much for stopping by especially as I know how you're feeling. I love your continued support even through your own pain. That's just who you are. Precious soul.

Mary said...

I enjoyed the excerpt, Karen. Now I have another book title to add to my very long list.

Mary R. Curtis

Karen Cote said...

LOL Mary. I know, right? My TBR list is so long my standard authors I usually read is being put on the back burner. Linda Howard is one of my fav's and I found out today she just released a new book this month. Typically I'd be panting for it's release. Our lives have certainly changed, huh? Thank you so much for stopping by.

Susan Royal said...

All the best with your new book. Lily sounds like she has quite an interesting life!!

Ciara said...

Man, I've got a serious TBR pile now. Oh well, what's one more. :)

Karen Cote said...

Thank you for stopping by Susan! Lily is very special to me. I think she's been in my head to write for years and was the first one to emerge. Hugs.

Ciara...you're amazing! Thank you so much for stopping by especially with all you have going on. Congrats on your own success.

lionmother said...

Marsha, thank you for hosting one of my favorite Muse authors here. She has given so much to other people it is time for her to shine on her own.:)

Karen you did very very well for your first interview about you! I loved this excerpt and the back and forth banter between the officer and your heroine. Great writing and now I have to add this to my TBR list too!

Don't ever put yourself down, because you are the best sweetie and your mother would be very proud of you. I know I wish my mother were here for my YA novel's debut on Friday. I will be keeping an eye out for yours so long in the making!

Karen Cote said...

Well...you made me cry Barbara. Leave it up to you to say something so incredibly beautiful. From my heart, thank you! I too am excited about your book launching. Can't wait to get my copy. Seems like its taken forever huh? But then it also seems as if it were just yesterday. Love you dear friend. Thank you again.

Michelle Pickett said...

Congratulations! It an exciting time for you, I'm sure. Your books looks like an excellent read!

Michelle
Concilium, July 2012
www.michelle-pickett.com

Karen Cote said...

Oh Michelle, what a nice thing for you to visit and leave such a kind comment. Thank you so much.

MuseItUp Publishing said...

Late to this party but wanted to add my few Canadian pennies...LOL!

At times it's hard to get the full picture of a story by only an excerpt, but Karen's piece truly showcases the remarkable writer she is.

Karen, I know releasing your first book may be a bit stressing but just know that you are doing a great job so far with all that you do. We're truly blessed you subbed to us and honored to be showcasing your talent.

Karen Cote said...

Lea, how can I respond to something like that? You give so much to us authors. This is just like the first time I was introduced to you. Your encouragement ROCKS! How can anyone possibly fail with the support and strength of you and this wonderful Muse house that just keeps evolving into something so amazing and indescribably unique. Truly...the blessings are mine. What publisher puts on a major book signing for their authors these days? Awe-inspiring.

Marsha...you'll always hold a close place in my heart for walking me through this. Sincerest gratitude for your kindness.

lionmother said...

Thank you, Karen, I didn't want to make you cry, but it's all true! I'm so excited for my first book publishing on Friday that I don't know how I'm going to get through tomorrow at all!! I'm going to be partying everywhere, on my blog and on Facebook and of course at home. Have to buy the champagne and of course the virtual champagne!!

We are all really blessed to be here and I am so proud to be part of the Muse family. I can't wait for your book to be out too!!!