Saturday, September 18, 2010
Interview of RBRU Member Author Kenzie Michaels!
Latest Book: Teacher’s Pet
Buy Link: http://www.freyasbower.com
Kenzie Michaels resides in the Midwest with her husband, three children, and various
household pets. Her fifth-grade teacher showed this avid reader how to write the stories in her head, successfully unleashing her imagination upon the written word.
Q: What’s the first thing you did when you received word you’d sold a book?
A: Hi Marianne:) The first thing I did was jump up and yell ‘YES!’
The family looked at me like I had just grown an extra head. I guess I just don’t get that enthusiastic about housework!
Q: What part of the book is the easiest for you to write? Why?
A: Dialogue. Sometimes I can ‘hear’ the characters in my head as they’re yelling/arguing/discussing something. And lately, the first chapter has been easily forthcoming. The rest, not so much; I guess when it’s time, the characters will talk to me again.
Q: Who is your favorite character in your book and why?
A: My favorite character would have to be Danny, Tammy’s twelve-year-old son. At first, he was just an average kid, but as the story evolved, he became his mom’s protector and got to be a rebel for a chapter or two. He was fun to write. : )
Q: Do you eat comfort food when writing? If so, what food inspires your imagination?
A: I always have a glass of iced tea in the kitchen, so I have to get up and stretch a little. I’ll also grab an Oreo (okay, a handful!) or whatever cookie is on hand. Now when I’m reading, I love a bowl of Chex mix!
Q: You’re on a remote island with a handsome man, a computer, and a “mysterious” source of electricity to power your computer. What do you do?
A: Seriously? My favorite man, no kids, and plenty of power for my computer? (Rubs hands together in glee) Can you imagine the books I’d crank out? Especially if the man has fantastic survival skills, and could build me a comfortable shelter. And we’ve also been stranded with an endless supply of pasta and a couple of chickens, because I can’t stand seafood!
Q: Facebook, MySpace, Blogs, Chats, or Twitter. Which do you like best and why?
A: I love Facebook! It’s very user-friendly and I like it better than Twitter or MySpace. I also follow about thirty blogs, and I love chats where everyone participates, instead of posting and running. And when Yahell is cooperating and the posts show up in a timely manner.
Tell us where to find you: website(s), publisher’s page(s), blog(s), Facebook page(s), etc. List them all!
What happens when you discover the man you had mind-blowing sex with three months ago is your son's teacher? Tammy Saunders is horrified when she realizes the man who set her heart racing is her son's favorite teacher. With one bad relationship behind her, will she trust her heart again, or will she continue to deny her feminine side?
And is this particular teacher popular only with his students? Kevin has made some bad choices in his life, but sleeping with not only one, but now two, of his students' mothers, has got to be the worst mistake he ever made. Especially when he realizes he's lost his heart to one of them.
“Could we please talk about my son?” she asked, teeth clenched.Stay cool…count to ten…Her hand felt like it was on fire from where he’d touched his lips to her skin. Images flashed through her brain as she remembered the reckless way they’d crashed together in the front seat of his car, and she moved another step farther away from his commanding presence. She cleared her throat nervously.“I mean, that is why you called.”
“I lied.” He locked the door, causing a flash of alarm. “You’ve haunted me for months, Tammy. I go to sleep at night, and you’re in my dreams. I catch sight of a woman whose hair cascades down her back and try to catch sight of her face, hoping it’s you.” His eyes held her blue ones as he slowly moved closer. “Don’t tell me you haven’t thought of me these past months…”
His blatant arrogance and cocky manner struck a chord within her. “Thought of you?” she gasped, curling her lips into what she hoped was a sneer. “Oh, right. Let me see if I have this correctly. We have mind-blowing sex, I run off to collect my kids, and you’re telling me that you, Mr. Obviously Popular, can’t sleep at night because the poor sex-starved widow never bothered to tell you her name? Is your ego that fragile?" She laughed. “Believe me, I’ve lost no sleep over it.” She crossed her arms defiantly over her chest, hoping he wouldn’t notice her knees shake as he drew near.
“Then let me refresh your memory.” His lips closed over hers as his arms pulled her stiffly forward. His tongue prodded between her lips and with a quiet moan, she opened them slightly.
Encouraged, he made small circles on her back as her tongue answered his. But she remained stiff, and when he finally ended the kiss, her eyes had darkened to a midnight blue. He moved his hands to her shoulders and traced her lower lip with his thumb. “You’re telling me you feel nothing? Your body betrays you.”