Jenn Nixon Author Interview

Today, I am interviewing Jenn Nixon, author of the romantic suspense Lucky’s Charm. This is book one in the series. I’m looking forward to book 2, Lucky’s Break. Thanks for joining me, Jenn. When did you first dream of being a writer? I’ve been writing in one form or another since grammar school. I started off writing poetry, eventually stories, and graduated to “Fan Fiction” before it was even a type of genre. After I finished my first original novel, I knew I finally found the creative I’d been searching for. I’ve always been one of those dreamer/creative types, but I can’t act, and singing, which will always be my #1 passion is way too hard to break into (especially now at my age ☺) with all the amazing artists out there now, so writing was a natural progression. When my friends actually enjoyed my first novel—despite it being HORRIBLE—I decided to take it very seriously and learn the craft. Can you tell us more about your main character Felicia “Lucky” Fascino? Lucky is the adopted daughter to a former Marine and semi co-founder of the network she works for. Her goal is to keep a promise she made to find the man who killed her mother. She’s a tough, independent woman with more baggage than most people ever have to deal with. Although she’s had a rough life, she still strives to do good in the world despite her life as a contract assassin. Her moral and ethical struggle was very interesting to delve into. If your book became a movie, who would be your dream cast? I...

Throwback Thursday–Freddie Hart

In February 1993, I had the opportunity to sing back up for Grand Ole Opry star Freddie Hart at a few concerts. He wasn’t the only Grand Ole Opry star on the tour, but I’d have to look through my pictures and think about who all was there. All of them were very nice and great with their fans. If I remember correctly, I didn’t have much time to learn the harmonies. I wasn’t a country fan and didn’t know his songs. (I still don’t know very many country songs.) To top it off, I didn’t get to rehearse with him until right before the first show. For someone used to a lot of rehearsal, this was a bit nerve wracking.  Apparently, I pulled it off. LOL It was a good experience, but after that tour (not because of it, though), I hung up my singing hat for three years or so. I didn’t sing at all, not even in the shower. Whether Mr. Hart would remember me or not, I would be surprised. It was only two concerts. He’s still alive (87) and lives in Alabama. I am grateful to him for giving me the opportunity to sing backup and for being so kind. People rarely see me as a singer. What I mean, is they don’t associate me as being someone who actually studied music. I’m not sure why. Maybe someday I will understand. So, that’s my Throwback...

Dream Kitchen Gas Ranges

So, I’ve been doing some more research into what I want in my dream kitchen. Currently, in my kitchen, I have a stovetop and an oven. My stovetop is huge (36″), but has four burners with low BTUs. (Something I’m learning is important.) My oven is only 26″ wide. A leftover from the 1940s cabinets. This explains why I couldn’t find a small enough broiling pan to fit. So, my dream kitchen would include an oven large enough for a broiling pan and six burners. I mean, if I am going to have 36″ of my countertop taken up, I’d at least like 6 burners with the grates all connected. Oh, it would be lovely. Dreaming of it now… LOL Since I’d have to replace the burners and the oven, I thought, “How about a gas range?” Many of the gas ranges have convection ovens now, although I’ve heard dual fuel is the best option, but I’d be fine with gas. So, I’m just going to go with gas because it makes things easier. Or it would in our kitchen. In reality, I’d probably end up with a 30″ range, but in my dream kitchen, it’d be 36″ with 6 burners. (sigh) Yeah, that would be lovely… (happy sigh) I’m not sure if I’d want Wolf, though. I don’t think I need Wolf. Viking is very expensive, but I’ve found two that I really like GE Monogram and Thermador. Either one would be awesome. Okay, 36″ would be awesome. This is the 30″ Thermador gas range. It’s nice, but I think I’d want this one (without the backguard).  ...

Villians

Our Round Robin topic today is villains. Right now, I feel like a villain for being so late on my blog post, but, hey, I am distracted of late and just fresh off of EPICon. Going to conferences always seems to throw me off for a few days. Of course, I was late last month as well. Time to set reminders. Or set more reminders. LOL Are villains really necessary? It depends on the book. Obviously, if you are writing a mystery, thriller, suspense, or horror (depending on the horror), villains are definitely necessary. Science fiction and fantasy genres also seem to do well with villains. (Imagine Star Wars without it.) In romance, I think it’s possible to get away without a villain, although you do see them a lot, but different types of villains. Most romances from the 80s that I remember (I’m dating myself, I know.), there was another woman trying to steal the hero away. Even in one of our contemporary erotic romances, Teacher’s Pet by Kenzie Michaels, there is a conniving other woman trying to break up the hero and heroine. It works creating tension and drama. And, in my own paranormal short story Hieroglyphs, I have a villain, but it’s not really romance. Without the villain, the story falls apart. Some people love to hate good villains. I have to say, I easily hated the Elk Man in the Medicine Man series by S.R. Howen. He’s extremely evil and easy to hate. He’s so evil you can’t help but root for the good guys. But what makes a good villain? And do I want...

Saying Goodbye to an Old Friend–When Favorite Jeans Die

Yesterday, my favorite jean shorts gave up the ghost. (sigh) I had been nursing them for months, being careful when I put them on and took them off, but, finally, I couldn’t deny the truth any longer. The time had come. They had to be put to rest. 🙁 Will I ever find another pair so fine as these? It’s hard to say. I think they will be hard to replace. 🙁 At first, there were small holes at the corners of the back pockets. So small that you could just see a hint of the color of my underwear. The jean fabric frayed on the tops of my thighs until small holes appeared there, too. I ignored them. So comfy and soft and perfect were my jean shorts who cares if someone can see my skivvies? Only a small dot anyway, right? Besides, they would live with me forever, and I would pet them and call them, “George.” But those small holes grew and grew until you could see large swathes of my thighs and ever larger patches of colored underwear. Charlie, and Lily, kept telling me that they could see my underwear. I told him that I didn’t care. So, they can see my underwear. Big deal. If I pull my shirt down, they can’t.  And, sometimes, the underwear match my shirt, so I’m color coordinated. 😀 The end came yesterday. I bent down to look at something, and I heard this heartrending sound. It was the death knell of those jeans. My beloved friend whom I will sorely miss. While they were Levi’s, the designers are...