After many months of hard work, Kate Noble, our amazing author of wonderful historical romance is taking a little vacation to Peru for some R&R. But what Kate doesn't know, is that a stowaway is in her carry on luggage on her plane ride, ready to snuggle her to death and drink his fill of those little bottles of booze...
Mho: *shakes head and yawns loudly* Hey there babe! I’m so glad you invited me to come with you to Peru for your interview. But next time I’m not hiding in your bag.
Kate: Mho! Um… I’m a little surprised to see you here. I… I don’t think I’m allowed to take demon sheep with me to South America. I’m pretty sure customs is going to have a problem with it.
Mho: *Snuggles against Kate’s arm* We’ll it’s too late now for you to drop me back home. I’ve never been to South America! My sources tell me you used to be an East Coast girl, but now live out on the West. You’re an East Coast traitor! *boo hiss* By the way. Where do you actually live so next time I come to visit I can crash at your place?
Kate: Los Angeles. Not good for grazing though. Lots of cars. You’d need one to live here, can one drive without opposable thumbs?
Mho: You can chauffeur me around then! See, problem solved. Sounds like a perfect place to live especially one who used to have an interest in television and video like my wonderful, owner KB. You have heard of KB, right?
Kate: Yes, I have. And as soon as we land I’m giving her a call.
Mho: KB is currently busy with her new boyfriend, Ryan. He’s an actor, you may have heard of him. His last name is Reynolds. But we both know she’s not wanted since this is really a romantic giveaway for us. *wiggles tail*.
Kate: *glances as snoring boyfriend* You amuse me, Mho.
Mho: Ah, playing coy, I see. Okay, I’ll keep our mad love affair a secret. So, let’s talk business. You write historical romance. Why?
Kate: My mother always said I was born in the wrong century. She thought I should have been in a literary salon in London during the Regency, a true blue stocking. I tell my mother that I would miss modern dentistry, sanitation and contact lenses, as well as the right to vote. But there is a wistfulness to history, and I’ve always loved the rules of the Regency era. That for a man and a woman to be in a room alone together was shocking, that a touch of a hand could say more than any modern emo rock song could hope to convey.
Mho: Yes, modern conveniences like running water and the internet are very important for us creative types. Are there any cute sheep in your books? And if they’re aren’t, will you insert or two in the future? I really think you could start a trend with a shift changing sheep who’s a Lord named Mho Rochester Darcy Fho. How does that sound?
Kate: It sounds fabulous, Mho. But I think you should be the one to write it. They say you should write what you know…
Mho: Perhaps I will! My adoring public has been asking for me to write a book. By the way, you’re not one of those historical romance authors who inserts paranormal blah de blah in their books? Have you ever read one of those?
Kate: I have read some of them. And I think good writing transcends genre. There are some incredible paranormal historical romances out there. Expand your world, Mho.
Mho: I’m very expansive if you catch my meaning *wiggles bushy sheep eyebrows* But enough about other author’s works. Tell me about your next release, If I Fall. The regency chick’s dress on the color matches your hair color. Did you plan to that?
Kate: Ha! No, The reason the dress is gold on the cover of If I Fall is because Sarah Forrester, who was last seen being cruelly dumped by a duke during her engagement party at the end of Follow My Lead transforms herself in The Golden Lady – the most sought after woman of the ton – in order to survive the ordeal. And, being frivolous and popular protects her vulnerable heart from being broken again. The only person who sees through this façade is her childhood friend, Lieutenant Jackson Fletcher.
Mho: I like the sounds of The Golden Lady! Hey, in your next book, you can add a character based on me called The Golden Gentleman, a mysterious lord who looks dashing in his red cravat. Now that I think of it, all your covers have women in dresses on it. Did you model for your cover wearing 19th century garb? How many petticoats do you own?
Kate: That’s a bit personal, don’t you think? Do I ask you how many socks one can knit from your wool?
Mho: Hey, it’s not like I asked your bra size. Chill, babe. *sniffs* Okay back to the juicy stuff. Tell me about Sarah Forrester and Jackson Fletcher.
Kate: Well, since they were childhood friends, Jack knows all of Sarah’s secrets. But he can’t seem to break through the brittle mask of The Golden Lady, and bring out the real, sweet Sarah from behind it, no matter what he tries. He even goes so far as to dress up as Sarah’s childhood hero, the anonymous British spy known as the Blue Raven, to trick her into caring about something other than the next party.
Too bad the real Blue Raven doesn’t find Jack’s costume so amusing.
Mho: Blue Raven? Is this a shift-changing bird character? How much kissing do these two do? Is there a lot of kissing with tongues between them? By the by, speaking of kissing with tongues, have you seen Richard Armitage in the Vicar of Dibley. That man is a fox *rowl*. Erm, I mean KB thinks he’s a fox, not me! I’m more interested in curly hair vixens like yourself. *climbs onto Kate’s lap and snuggles*
Kate: *glances again at snoring, drooling boyfriend* Well, don’t tell, but while KB may be happily ensconced in her Armitage, I have a bit of a thing for Taylor Kitsch. (Tim Riggins forever!) In fact, if I were to cast anyone in the role of Jackson Fletcher, it would be the sun-kissed, long-haired, somewhat silent but what he says is worth waiting for, Taylor Kitsch.
And as for kissing… Jack and Sarah find themselves in some tricky situations, were a kiss is not just a pleasure, but a desperate act of necessity.
Mho: Kitsch does have a man chest I can admire. *puffs out sheep moobs* Since we have many hours to go and small bottles of free wine to drink on our flight, tell me three naughty things about yourself you never told anyone. I promise to keep it a secret between you and me.
Kate: Okay. 1. My romance TBR pile (not to be confused with my non-genre TBR pile) is 62 books long right now. That’s down from nearly 200 a year ago. 2. I am left-handed, but golf right handed, since we only had one set of golf clubs growing up and they were righty clubs. 3. I filed my taxes alarmingly late this year. (That’s naughty, right?)
Mho: You're a vixen in truth! I like that in a woman. But how do you find the time to be so naughty when you’re busy writing? How many words do you write in a day?
Kate: It depends where I am in terms of my deadline. The closer it comes, the more words I find I am capable of writing.
Mho: Wow! I wish I could be that skilled. But then again, I’m skilled in our ways. *winks*. Do you think you’ll ever write a book in a different genre? How about a paranormal featuring a secret society of demon sheep shifters?
Kate: I think the world has been waiting for a tale about demon sheep. With baited breath. But seriously, I would love to try YA or scif-fi urban fantasy… if I ever have the time. But historical is my first romance love, I doubt I would ever give it up.
Mho: We could be writing buddies! I have the perfect pen name! Kate Mho. Doesn’t that sound hot?
Kate: We can talk about it when we land, just before you are held in quarantine. And, um, would you please stop eating my hair?
Mho: *jumps down and slides back into Kate’s lap*. Break out the laptop and start typing away our synopsis for our soon to be number one bestseller!
Kate: I’ll do that. Just as soon as we finish off this mini-bottle of wine.
One luck winner will have their chance to win a copy of, If I Fall. In order. Leave a comment here for Kate or Mho by Saturday, 4/14. (open to US/CA only)
Synopsis: After a duke's betrayal, the resilient Sarah Forrester reinvents herself as the Golden Lady: society's leading light, the beautiful and witty life of the party. It's all a façade of course-one that protects her from another intimate disloyalty. When her old friend, Lieutenant Jackson Fletcher, returns to London, he is determined to rediscover the true and trusting Sarah he once knew. It'll take more than a kiss and a promise. It might even call for an innocent and necessary deception.
Then Jackson is enlisted to help capture the lead suspect in a murder— a man who happens to be Sarah's most ardent suitor. Jack must continue the deception, and weathering this newest and gravest betrayal will be Sarah's ultimate test. But as Jack's passion for her grows, he must also reveal his own secrets. And as the killer turns his attention to his pursuers, more than love and trust is put at risk.
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