Happy New Year!
I wish I could tell you that I was a total slacker and had a completely relaxing holiday, but alas, it was just not to be. I worked my little kazookies off. Writing, editing, work…it all came to a head the last two weeks in December and the first week in January. Throw in some inclement weather and some kids home from school, and well, you know how it went….
I’m beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel, though. Work is tapering off, and will continue to taper more through the end of the month. I’ve completed my line edits on Long Simmering Spring, and after one last look tonight, I’ll be sending it back to my editor. And I’ve kickstarted my work on my fourth Star Harbor Book, Slow Summer Burn. I also got super inspired for another book – this one a stand-alone, I think – which is Silicon Valley-Tahoe based. I’m going to try something totally new for me which is to try to write two books simultaneously, as I’m excited to get back to my Connecticut Contemporary series I started in mid-2012.
This all makes for a very inspiring start to the year!
I don’t have any goals this year except to push myself hard. There are so many things I want to write, that I’m inspired to write, and I’m just raring to go!
I thought I’d whet your appetite, though, with a little excerpt from Long Simmering Spring. Let me just give you a little background.
Cole Grayson – ex-military, smoking hot, and kind of tortured, now Sheriff of Star Harbor
Julie Kensington – straight-arrow family doctor trying to keep her practice afloat and doing her best not to get drawn in by said smoking hot sherriff
Cole and Julie work together to ferret out bad dudes doing bad things in Star Harbor while falling in love. Plus, the hottest sex scene I’ve written (to date).
This 5-sentence snippet is from Cole’s point of view after he’s had a run-in with Julie and she’s still dodging him:
What he wouldn’t give to run his fingers through her hair, crush her to his body, and see how high he could make her fly. See how far he could push her until she unraveled in his arms. But, clever woman that she was, she hadn’t given him an opening. She’d shied away from him since he’d returned, dodging him for months, and always with the same excuse: work. He took a deep drink of his lager, pushing back against the nostalgia, coupled with a smidge of bitterness.
From Long Simmering Spring, (c) Elisabeth Barrett 2013
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I’m looking forward to a great 2013! Hope your year is everything you hope it’ll be!