Sunday, July 7, 2013
Interview of Author Paloma Beck
Latest Book: Hold My Hand
Buy Link: http://www.amazon.com/Hold-My-Hand-ebook/dp/B00C2RDSSA/ref=tmm_kin_title_0?ie=UTF8&qid=1372170377&sr=1-1
Paloma Beck is a Romance Author living a life of contradiction... she's a happily married carpooling mom writing erotic romance. It's almost naughty! Paloma writes in both the Contemporary and Paranormal realms, journaling the stories her characters tell her, and they are anything but PG. She dabbles in vampires, witches, menage, spanking and bdsm - all in her books, of course. Paloma believes a daily dose of espresso and a good book make any day better.
Q: What part of the book is the easiest for you to write? Why?
A: The beginning is the easiest for me because a story starts with the spark of an idea. I’m excited about the idea –often it’s a character who speaks to me- and the words tend to pour out without even having to think much about them.
Q: What part of the book is the hardest for you? Why?
A: I cringe when I have to write a scene with the main characters fighting. I know it’s necessary. Heck, I even know they’re going to make up. It’s a romance after all so there has to be a HEA but still, the emotion behind a conflict can rub at me.
Q: Who is your favorite character in your book and why?
A: I adore William. He’s the knight in shining armor and while readers don’t get to discover much about what shapes him in Aubrey’s book (Hold My Hand), they’ll be able to hear his side of the story in the next book, Touch My Heart, written from William’s POV.
Q: What hobby do you enjoy when not writing?
A: I have large English gardens in my yard. In Spring-Summer-Fall, I spend time in the garden especially while plotting a scene. Being in the fresh air surrounded by colorful flowers, scented herbs and the critters that fly about, helps open my mind if I hit a block.
Q: What genre would you like to try writing in but haven’t yet done so? Why?
A: Young Adult/ New Adult. I enjoy reading this genre, particularly the angst-filled moments where the characters are making pivotal decisions. The stories bring back memories of being young, of living life without apology and loving as if life will never end. Ah, young love.
Q: Facebook, MySpace, Blogs, Chats, or Twitter. Which do you like best and why?
A: A combination with linked accounts works best for me. I primarily use facebook and twitter, along with my blog, to interact with readers and other writers. Here are my links. I respond to every inquiry personally… stop in and let’s chat!
Tell us where to find you!
FB PAGE https://www.facebook.com/HeartAndSoulSeries
Aubrey has been hurt in the past, discouraged and degraded by a heartless father. Still, William sees something in her that won't allow him to walk away. Instantly drawn to her but intuitive enough to take it slowly, he courts her. Then he bargains, persuades and seduces until he ensnares Aubrey with his commanding nature. He’s everything she ever needed but never had the courage to want for. Despite the fight she puts up in accepting William's lifestyle, the bonds he places on Aubrey give her a freedom she desperately needs. Together, they heal old wounds and find their perfect love.
When he seated me on the edge of the chair nearest the fireplace and began to stoke the embers of the fire, I kept my eyes cast down. He made me nervous, those same nerves I felt once living under my father’s roof. No, I reminded myself again, not those nerves exactly. William told me I was beautiful so I know it’s not the same. He was nothing like my father though that tension –the tiny feeling of inadequacy I couldn’t quite shake- was so similar; I shied away from his gaze. Yet at the same time I craved William, his presence completely overwhelmed me.
He moved behind me, seated himself with his legs on either side of my body and pulled me down to him. My back to his front. My heat to his heat. My body to his body. I shivered, wanting nothing more than to be what he wanted me to be. I assured myself my desire to please was different this time. I was already pleasing William. He told me as much and I believed him. After all, I had to believe in something.
His fingers on my shoulders distracted me. “You’re so tense, sweet Aubrey. Won’t you just relax in my arms tonight?”
“I’ll try. I don’t relax often.”
“No, Aubrey. Your answer to me is yes, sir.”
“Yes sir,” the whisper floated from my lips on a sigh. It was such a certain response, it left no room for me to fail or disappoint. I found comfort in the statement and relaxed into his body.
“Good. Well done.” His affirmation bolstered my confidence. I’ve not received many compliments that I can recall and it felt nice. I couldn’t help but smile while the pride at such a simple act made my chest feel tight.
William aligned his body against mine so that I could feel him as part of myself. Then I realized he could feel every inch of me against him. He could feel my imperfections. I tensed, wondering what he’d think of me when he got a closer look. I was no longer overweight but now I was slight and never held any real beauty. When he realized this, my time with him will most likely end.
He molded my shoulders and back with his strong fingers. “Relax into me and let me took care of you,” William tickled my neck with his words and a tiny shiver ran along my spine.
“I thought it would be the other way around.”
I felt his laugh against my neck. “You think too much. Time for thinking was over. Now simply trust in me to take care of you.”
His warmth enveloped me. I was caught in him, absolutely ensnared by all that he was.
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