I’ve always loved reading and writing, and cut my
teeth on books such as The Forest of Mystery, Edgar Allen Poe, Robin Hood, and
Nancy Drew. I grew up a devout tomboy, back when Silicon Valley wasn’t even a
gleam in San Jose’s eyes. I’m not as agile as I once was, but can still cut a
rug, in person and in my books.
I finally sat my behind down several years ago and got
serious about writing. I made all the newbie mistakes, but with the help of the
members of the Rose City Romance Writers and some gentle critiques, I like to
think I make those mistakes only occasionally, now.
If I'm not writing, I want to be reading, and vice versa. There are so many of us out there. Writers who can look at a can of corn and immediately come up with a scene for a book, or an entire story—all because of that can of corn.
We're the ones you may overhear at a restaurant mulling the best way to do away with someone. Where to bury the body. Or the most unusual place to get frisky with that hero or heroine.
On any given day, I can be found writing, playing
practical jokes on friends and family, laughing, and thinking up outlandish
plots in my head. I love life, living with my son and marvelous daughter-in-law
in beautiful Portland, Oregon, along with Nudge the most affectionate cat.
FIOLA FAELAN |
Whether you're a writer who's obsessed with the whereabouts of your muse,
every minute of every day, or a reader who doesn't mind putting down that book
to take a walk or a nap, I hope you'll check in with me often. I hope you lose
yourself in a book, whether mine or another’s, when you do pick it up again.
EXCERPT: HOLIDAY HEARTS AWAKENING
Three painful years after the destruction of her family and determined to spend this Christmas as alone as ever, Natalie is unprepared for the sensuous campaign against her senses from her new hunk of a neighbor. Or for her body’s traitorous attraction.
Zach had sworn off relationships, concentrating instead on work and being a single dad to his young daughter. After almost losing her years ago, every day was about keeping her safe. Little did he know the holidays would bring not only visions of sugar plums, but also a stubborn too-sexy neighbor in need. His protective instincts roar to the front, as does his libido and the heart he thought he’d locked away.
Little do they know, if they let down their guard, Santa will deliver not only goodies under the tree, but sometimes hearts filled with love.
12 comments:
Very glad you set your behind down and started writing, Fiola. And the Rose City Romance Writers chapter of RWA is truly one of the most supportive groups I know. Glad you gave them a shout-out!
Thank you Judith! RCRW really is an amazing group, and I know their support and guidance is a big part of where I'm at now as a writer!
Welcome to RTG! Your book sounds like a fun read. I'm glad I met you through RCRW. Good luck with your writing.
Thanks Paty! I'm glad I met you, too, and love reading your posts about your writing and adventures. Thanks for the good wishes!
Congratulations on your debut story! May there be many more in the future.
Thanks so much Tammy! Thanks for stopping by. :)
I read Holiday Hearts Awakening and loved the story. Congratulations on your debut story.
Thank you Diana! I'm so glad you enjoyed the story. Thanks for stopping by!
I want to read that can of corn story :) Thanks for sharing your debut story.
I've done it now, haven't I Jessa? I'll have to write a can of corn story! Thanks for your exceptional advice on this one. :)
Your book is on my Kindle TBR shelf.
Now, about that can of corn...my secondary hero in Blindsight throws one from a second story window to knock out a bad guy.
Sarah, that's hilarious! I love it! See, good use of a can of corn. :) Thanks for dropping by!
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