10/26 Update: Lori Brighton picked 3 winners to receive her debut title:
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from Emily Bryan . . .
I'd like to introduce you to debut author, Lori Brighton. She has a great story to share about her path to publication, so please make her feel welcome. Ok, Lori, it's all yours!
There’s a question that comes up many times when an author does an interview: How did your book come about? The short story is that my son, three at the time, had been watching the Disney Tarzan movie a lot. That combined with the fact that I’d seen a show on feral children and an idea popped to mind that, hey, what if I wrote a romance with a sort of Tarzan/Jungle Book hero? I’d always loved alpha males, and they couldn’t get more alpha than a boy raised in a jungle. Yes, that’s the short story to how Wild Heart, my debut book came about. But really, as with any story, there’s so much more.
There’s a part of me that attributes Wild Heart to instinct. Yep, that’s right. Every day we’re bombarded with this idea of instinct. How many times has someone told you to trust your instincts? But do you really believe in the value of instincts? I’d come up with the basic premise of Wild Heart, but something in the story was missing. What if, I thought, the hero is slightly animalistic, and the heroine has a magical ability to control animals? Instinct told me that in order to make my story more unique I needed to add just a touch of paranormal. Yet, I had many people tell me I didn’t need the paranormal and that I should ditch it. Every time I tried to take it out, the book no longer felt right. In the end, I trusted my instincts and left that paranormal element in the book.
But that wasn’t the only time instinct came into play. I’d been writing for six long years when I’d sold Wild Heart. I’d sent it to every agent I could; all had rejected the book. Yet, I was so sure, positive this was the book that was going to finally sell. That darn instinct was rearing its persistent head. And so, not giving up, I sent Wild Heart to writing contests, hoping the final judge (usually an editor) would want to see more. In the first two contests, Wild Heart finaled but didn’t win. Heartbroken and desperate, I sent Wild Heart to one more contest. But I couldn’t help but wonder if my instincts had been wrong all along. Was Wild Heart destined to be another book set aside? Then I got the email saying my entry had finaled in the Golden Acorn contest and Hilary Sares, an editor from Kensington, gave it first place. Even better, she wanted to see the full.
I could have given up on my dream. Believe me, there were many times I wanted to. But I trusted my instincts, and I can only say, thank heavens I did. So what about you? Tell me about an instance in which your instincts were spot on. Leave a comment or question. Three people will win a copy of my debut book, Wild Heart!
Lori Brighton has a degree in Anthropology and worked as a museum curator. Deciding the people in her imagination were slightly more exciting than the dead things in a museum basement, she set out to become an author. Her first book, a historical romance, will be available November 3, 2009.
Excerpt from Wild Heart
A sudden breeze sent ripples across the pond’s surface. Ella crossed her arms over her chest, shivering. Above, gray clouds rolled through the sky and thunder rumbled in the distance. A few women on the other side of the pond shrieked.
“Will it storm?” Ella asked, looking up.
Lightning flashed, spreading like tree branches across the sky.
“I guess that answers your question.” He gave one final push of the roars, and they hit the bank of the island.
She turned to look behind them. “Where are we going? Should we not head back with the others?”
“It would be easier to wait it out here. Unless you have a great desire to be in their company?”
“No,” she said, inching her way toward the bow.
Leo jumped from the boat and held out his hands. Always so trustful, she leaned forward, and he wrapped his fingers around her waist, lifting her to the ground. She was only inches from him. Slowly, she lifted her gaze, and their eyes met. Did she think of that field of wildflowers? Did she think of their kisses? Did her body burn for him as his did for her?
A cold drop landed with a splat on his cheek. He looked up to find the sky threatening more. Ella bolted around him, her laughter trailing behind her. Leo glanced across the pond. The others had disappeared, most likely to return home.
They were alone…utterly alone.
Thanks for visiting with us here today, Lori! And thanks for offering 3 chances to win a copy of Wild Heart!
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