Yay, a fellow Class of '85 is dropping by - Welcome, Keena Kincaid!

I am absolutely thrilled to welcome a fellow Class Of '85 author to chat today - Keena, me and quite a few others ; ) have all contributed to the fantastic creation of Senior Author, Kathy Cottrell of The Wild Rose Press. I cannot recommend these stories highly enough and I promise it's not just because one of them is mine - it is a great, great series.

Anyway, over to Keena - welcome!

Oops…that’s not what I sat down to write

I’ve been asked dozens of times if I’m a plotter or a pantser (which means I write by the seat of my pants). I’ve often described myself as a plotzer. I try to plot but end up winging the words.

The truth is, my muse is just out-and-out insane, and I’m at his mercy. Sometimes he tells me what’s coming. Other times he prefers to surprise me. A couple of months ago, Mr. Muse shocked me by telling me about this average, contemporary hero name Nick McPherson.

Now my muse and I don’t write contemporaries. As a life-long medievalist with interests solidly fixed in the 12^th century, a contemporary was never a blip on my radar, much less an option. So, I said no.

He kept whispering.

I ignored him.

He shouted at 3 a.m.

I threatened to eunuch him. He promised me the five-book historical series I’ve been itching to write for a few years now.

He won. I followed his crooked path and found a contemporary novella at the end of it.

In Something More, Nick McPherson and Nora Emerson come into the relationship with all the wisdom and baggage of a lifetime. Both are in their 40s, both have been devastated by love, and both are starting over, but not in the same way. They each have very different paths to walk.

More interestingly, for me, they aren’t trying to save the kingdom—or the world—they are just trying to find what we all want: someone to love and laugh with.

I found myself excited and challenged by the story’s very normalness (but I’m still holding Mr. Muse to his promise for the historical series).

Excerpt:

Anxiety slithered over skin. She couldn’t do this. Hadn’t done this since her divorce—actually for years before that. She was going to embarrass herself if she kept going.

“Nick—”

He tilted her chin upward with one finger, shifted the angle of his body until the solid heat of his erection burned through her jeans. Bones melted. Doubts faded. His lips worked over hers in a heady blend of skill and desire.

The hand beneath her sweater slid upward, over the bumps of her ribs until his fingertips traced the lace of her thin bra, catching her nipple between finger and thumb. His tongue tangled with hers. He took his time, drinking her like fine Scotch and running his hands over her body with exquisite slowness. Her head spun from a primitive demand for sexual satisfaction. She’d forgotten what it was like, this incandescent, all-consuming need for another person. She pressed her palm against his chest, felt the heat of his skin, curled her fingers against hard muscle. His heart thumped hard and fast against her hand. He broke the kiss and leaned against her, his face against her hair. He smelled spicier than before, warmer, too.

“Are you certain?”

Pulling back, she studied him, trying to decipher the flicker of doubt on his face. “Who would’ve thought the wild boy of Summerville High would grow up to be so staid?”

Keena Kincaid is the author of four, full-length romance novels set in 12^th century England. “Something More” is her first contemporary and her first novella. (Yes, she’s shocked she wrote modern and short.)

Her books are available from The Wild Rose Press, Amazon, Barnes and Noble online as well as anywhere ebooks are sold. You also can fan or friend her on Facebook, follow her on Twitter and visit her blog, Typos and All. Leave a comment or just say hello to be entered into drawing for an e-copy of her newest release, SOMETHING MORE.

http://www.thewildrosepress.com/something-more-p-4316.html

Great excerpt, Keena - loved this story! Over to you guys for questions and comments - for any writers wanting to contribute to the story, you'll have to hurry. I think the deadline is Dec 1st but if anyone wants to know for sure I will be happy to drop Kathy an email.

Over to you!