By Jennifer Lowery (Guest Blogger)
Hi Lisabet and all you fabulous readers out there *waves* Thank
you so much for having me today! My contemporary romance, Murphy’s
Law, released this month so I’m very excited to be here! Thank you
so much for sharing it with me!!
Murphy’s Law touched a deep part of me. For many reasons. Mostly,
because the heroine, Sara, had to face one of my biggest fears.
Overcoming this fear was hard for her and Murphy was there to help
her through it, but not without being forced to face his own demons.
It was quite a journey for the two of them. For all of us. I didn’t
come out of it untouched. I think writers face their own fears and
hurts and needs when they write, even if they don’t realize it.
Writing is therapeutic. And I love it even when I’m putting my
characters through the ringer. I once read that you should put your
characters in a tree and throw rocks at them. It’s a play off a
formulation for a movie script, I believe. And excellent advice to
add conflict and tension to your writing.
Well, Jon and Sara certainly had a lot of rocks thrown at them, but
they weren’t always physical rocks. Many of them were emotional. I
thought I’d give you a chance to talk with them and see how they
handled some of those moments when I tormented them J
Please welcome Jon and Sara.
Jennifer: Thanks for coming today. Did either of you
ever think your life would end up in a book?
Jon: No, and I don’t like it.
Sara: *small chuckle* Not really, no.
Jennifer: Are you happy with the genre I placed you in?
Jon: *shrugs*
Sara: Definitely. I like contemporary romance. I’ve actually
started reading it.
Jennifer: What are your favorite scenes in your book: the
action, the dialog or the romance?
Sara: *blushes and smiles* Definitely the romance.
Thank you so much for bringing Murphy into my life, Jen. Our love
life is incredible.
Jon: *scowls*
Jennifer: Did you have a hard time convincing me to write any
particular scenes for you?
Jon: No, you seemed ready to write.
Sara: I agree. You were very willing. I think we were more
hesitant than you sometimes. But it all worked out in the end.
Jennifer: If you could rewrite anything in the book, what would
it be?
Jon: *voice hard* I never would have let Sara leave the ranch
on her own. What were you thinking, Jen?
Sara: *puts her hand over Murphy’s* Jon, you know why
Jennifer wrote that scene. She had to. It was supposed to go that
way. I wanted it.
Jon: You could have been killed.
Sara: But I wasn’t.
*Murphy scowls but relents*
Jennifer: How about an easy question. What do you like most
about where you live?
Sara: *dreamy smile* The ranch. It’s beautiful. There’s
nowhere like it in the world. Peaceful. Healing. It healed me.
Jon: *looks at his wife and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear*
Both of us.
Jennifer: On that note, I’ll wrap up this interview and give
the readers a blurb and excerpt from the book. *leaves the couple
alone just as Murphy leans in to kiss his wife*
Murphy’s Law/Contemporary Romance
Blurb
Nowhere to go. No place to hide.
Home is the last place Jon Murphy can go. After being held captive in
Tazbekistan, he returns to the States only to find he can’t face
his mom and sisters with what he did while he was a prisoner, so he
retreats to the mountains.
Widow Sara Sheldon has made a lifetime of mistakes and is now running
scared from her husband’s powerful family, who are determined to
take her daughter away from her. When her little girl goes missing in
the Rockies, Sara enlists the only help she can find: a gruff recluse
with tracking skills to admire and a body to covet.
A storm strands Sara and her daughter at Murphy’s cabin, leaving
her no choice but to hope her in-laws don’t catch up while she
plans where to run next. Murphy resents the invasion of his privacy,
but can’t seem to keep his mind--or his hands--off Sara. How can
she stand to look at him, with all his scars? He’s not nearly as
honorable as she might think…only enough to make sure she’s safe,
and then he’ll go back to being alone, the way he should be.
CONTENT WARNING: Sexual content
A Lyrical Press Contemporary Romance
Excerpt
Murphy
sat at the kitchen table, half in the shadows created by the soft
light glowing above the stove, hair tousled from sleep. Naked to the
waist. A bottle of amber liquid sat in front of him, an empty glass
in his hand. Her gaze landed on his muscled shoulders and trailed
across his tanned chest. So much for getting him out of her mind. Now
she had the real thing to dream about. Looking at the dark hairs that
veed down his chest and disappeared behind the table, she decided
he’d been right. He was a dangerous man.
She
tore her gaze away from temptation and looked at the granite lines of
his face. Beneath the hardness of his expression, something haunting
lingered. Drawn, she circled the table to the opposite end.
Murphy
met her eyes with coldness that should have sent her running for the
safety of her room, but she remained standing in place. He wanted to
chase her away. This time she wasn’t running.
“Mind
if I join you?” She grabbed a glass and from the cupboard and
reached over his shoulder for the bottle.
His
hand snaked out and wrapped around hers, preventing her from pouring
a drink.
“I
mind,” he growled.
“Well,
get over it. I need a drink.”
Scowling,
he let go of her hand and allowed her to pour a glass for herself.
She refilled his glass next, set the bottle on the table, moved to
the chair beside him and sat, lifting her glass.
“Cheers.”
She brought the glass to her lips. His gaze as she drained the glass
made her fight the urge to cough as the fiery liquid burned its way
down her throat. Seconds later she felt the familiar warming
sensation as it numbed her insides. Her eyes filled with tears. She
blinked them away and reached for the bottle.
Murphy
held it away from her. “What are you doing?”
“Having
a drink. I’m not in the mood for warm milk tonight.”
His
eyes darkened and narrowed. “You don’t strike me as the drinking
type.”
She
wasn’t, but tonight it sounded good. Maybe it would soothe away her
problems and make her forget how screwed-up her life was. Talking
about Kent earlier had brought back painful memories. She didn’t
want to feel that misery anymore.
“Maybe
you don’t know my type,” she said.
He
studied her closely for a moment before rubbing a hand over his face.
“Go back to bed, Sara. Sleep it off.”
“I
don’t want to sleep it off. I’m tired of thinking about it.”
Maybe
it was the whisky, or his naked chest, or the part of her that had
been dormant for six years coming back to life. More than anything
she wanted to discover it with Murphy, her strong, scarred hero.
She
rose to her feet. He watched warily as she stepped in front of him
and positioned herself between him and the table. He leaned back in
his chair and sent her a thunderous look.
“You
and I are alike in many ways, Murphy,” she said softly. “We’ve
both lost pieces of ourselves we can’t ever get back and it has
forced us into a life of loneliness and solitude. I don’t know
about you, but I’m tired of being alone.”
He
pinned her with a hard glare. “I’m not what you want. Go back to
your room before I do something we’ll both regret in the morning.”
His
harshly spoken words sent little electrical shocks through her body.
“I’m
tired of people telling me what I want.”
Author Bio:
Jennifer Lowery grew up reading romance novels in the back of her
math book and on the bus to school, and never wanted to be anything
but a writer. Her summers were spent sitting at the kitchen table
with her sisters spinning tales of romance and intrigue and always
with a tall glass of ice tea at their side.
Today, Jennifer is living that dream and she couldn’t be happier to
share her passion with her readers. She loves everything there is
about romance. Her stories feature alpha heroes who meet their match
with strong, independent heroines. She believes that happily ever
after is only the beginning of her stories. And the road to that
happy ending is paved with action, adventure, and romance. As her
characters find out when they face danger, overcome fears, and are
forced to look deep within themselves to discover love.
Jennifer lives in Michigan with her husband and two children. When
she isn’t writing she enjoys reading and spending time with her
family.
Find Jennifer:
Buy Murphy’s Law:
Thank you for having me today, Lisabet!! I just want to send out a
big THANK YOU to all my readers out there! Without you I wouldn’t
be here. My wish is to one day meet each and every one of you so I
can personally thank you for your generosity and support!
All my best,
Jennifer
All my best,
Jennifer
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