I’d like to welcome my guest author, Kaily Hart.
Kaily Hart, a seemingly straight-laced mother of four left corporate America and a high-powered, lucrative career to be a stay at home mom. Ha! That lasted about four weeks, during which time she realized she had a deeply repressed dream – to write. And romance at that! By day, Kaily plays conservative wife and soccer mom, but at night crafts hot and steamy tales of romance and love with gorgeous heroes who wouldn’t dream of leaving the toilet set up. Ever. She’s smart and sassy, at least in her own mind, and is trying her best to bring the alpha male solidly back to contemporary romance, one hot story at a time. Two years ago she never would have thought she’d be doing this, but now that she is? Well, you couldn’t pay her enough to do anything else. Kaily’s books PICTURE THIS, PAY UP and PLAY ME are all available from Ellora’s Cave.
Take it away Kaily …
I’ve always wondered where writers get their ideas, long before I figured out I wanted to write myself. Even now, as a published author, I still wonder every single time I read a book. How did they think of that? Where did that come from? What will they think up next?
Inspiration for a writer can take many forms. Actually, it might be as individual as a writer’s process and voice. Someone once asked me where I get the ideas for my stories. The answer should be pretty straight forward, but it’s not. I get little things from all around me—from what I see, what I hear and what I experience. It’s all potential material and it’s all recorded in my brain somehow for possible future use! I’ve had a very varied background from growing up modestly in rural Australia to living in some of the biggest US cities and traveling extensively. Trust me, I have a tremendous amount to draw from but the big ideas? The premise for a story? The thread? I have absolutely NO IDEA. Really LOL! I don’t know where those come from exactly.
I’m on vacation with the kids this week and we’re hitting the Disney parks. Yeah, I know. It’s spring break and we’re at Disney. Crazy, huh? Of course, I only have to hear one of my kids exclaim with exaggerated excitement at anything and know it’s all been worth it. Anyway, I’m a huge people watcher. I catalogue their appearance, I take note of how they act, what they do, and how they interact with others so I’ve been having a blast this week. Today I saw a small tattoo on the ankle of a young woman. It was very unusual and boom! I had a story idea, just like that. It wasn’t really specifically about the tattoo but it triggered an idea and the ‘what if’ scenarios just rolled on from there. I also eavesdrop a lot on other people’s conversations. I mean… A LOT. Shhh, don’t tell, okay? But you just never know when you’re going to hear a real gem. Or when it might turn up in a book ;). When I was writing PLAY ME, my latest book from Ellora’s Cave, I struggled with the ending. It was fine, but it just didn’t have the feel I was going for and for me, the feel of a book is the most important part. I played with that final scene over and over until I was browsing through a Victoria’s Secret catalogue, saw a particular picture and just like that knew what the ending needed to be. Yes, the ending for my latest book was inspired by a pair of panties!!! See? You just never know where a writer’s inspiration comes from 🙂 .
Lily Hamilton had her quiet, predictable life all mapped out, including a hot-shot attorney for a fiancé. That is until she catches him screwing around and takes off in his prized Mercedes, for once not giving a damn where she’s headed. How clichéd is that?
Gabriel Jackson is raw and disillusioned. Driving a tow truck is a far cry from the dangerous career he turned his back on, but when he finds the classy blonde in a dangerous part of LA, he’s immediately back in the role of protector.
Lily is hot and sweet and so out of his league it’s not funny, yet Gabe can’t deny the sizzling heat between them. He thinks he wants hard, fast and rough—until he gets his hands on her. He knows he should stay the hell away, but Lily makes him feel, really feel, for the first time in two years. Is she just slumming or can she see beyond the harsh, broken façade to the man beneath? A man who dreams of making her his?