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Author Interview with Susan B. Nolen ~ An Uncertain Age #historicalfiction

Please help me welcome today’s guest, Susan B. Nolen…

Please tell us a little about yourself, where are you from? Where do you live now? Family? Pets?

I’m originally from Portland, Oregon. I’ve lived several places since then, but now I live in a rural area of NW Washington state with my extended family, some dogs and chickens.

Where did you get the idea for AN UNCERTAIN AGE?

Several years ago I wrote a scene for a writing workshop that featured an old woman kneading bread, mourning a recent loss, in some village a long time ago. That image stuck with me. When I decided to write a novel about an older woman, I started from that scene. She became Margaret, my protagonist, and the novel started as a way to figure out how she got there and what she would do next. That led me to research on medieval widows and on down the rabbit hole.

Why did you choose this genre (is it something youve written in before)?

I’ve always loved historical fiction, especially if there is suspense or crime involved. So I thought of this novel in those terms. Then my editor sold it to the publisher as women’s fiction, which initially surprised me. But I did want to write a novel with a woman protagonist who pushed beyond patriarchal expections, who was someone to be reckoned with. So I guess women’s fiction works.

What actors would you like in the main roles if your book were made into a movie?

Brenda Blethyn as Margaret, please! She’s amazing. Besides, I know she can handle the accent.

What do you want your tombstone to say?

“It’s more complicated than that.” That was sort of my theme song as an academic, trying to complicate, among other things, identity development and motivation for my fellow psychologists. There’s a tendency to try to reduce human motives to a few variables, and motives are complex things that develop through interaction in cultural contexts. I think developing characters in novels is equally complex.

Are your characters based off real people or did they all come entirely from your imagination?

There are bits and pieces of real people in all my characters, and I draw on people I’ve known and characters I’ve met in fiction when I create a character, but then they go and do things that surprise me. None of my characters is modeled on a single specific person.

How did you come up with the title?

The main character, Margaret Surteys, is a woman of a certain age – nearing fifty (in the 14th century), past childbearing when that was seen as a woman’s main job in life. But then her step-granddaughter Agnes showed up: rising 11, not a child, not a woman – an uncertain age for sure. And then the years right after the first wave of plague – the Black Death took nearly half the population of Europe – was an age of uncertainty. I wanted to play with those ideas in my novel.

How much of the book is realistic?

I hope all of it! There is a lot that is not known for sure about village folk in the 14th century. They mostly did not write, so there are no letters or diaries to read. The only records that remain are court records, but those tell you lots about the kinds of things people did for a living, how they quarreled, who they married, and the complaints they made about the people who ran the village. I’ve done my best to stay true to what is known, based on historians and near-contemporary writers.

How did your interest in writing originate?

I played around with writing poetry and songs as a teenager and was good at school writing, but never thought about being a writer. As an academic I wrote a lot and helped students improve their writing, but didn’t get into dabbling in fiction until my 50s. Even then it was hard to write for a living and write for a hobby – too much time in front of a computer. After I retired, I finally had the time to learn how to write creatively.

In a medieval village, a widow battles powerful men to retain control of her brewery and protect her found family.

Blurb:

The years following the Black Death were an age of uncertainty and opportunity. Newly widowed Margaret Surteys startles the village by taking over her husband’s brewery and seizing her only chance for independence, despite her advanced age and the opposition of the powerful Reeve. She also takes on her abandoned step-granddaughter, Agnes, who has plans of her own. As the business grows, Margaret, aided and exasperated by Agnes, must battle official pressures and a mysterious string of serious mishaps at the brewery. Suspecting organized sabotage and a link to more than one death, they hatch a scheme to catch the culprit, which ends in disaster. Margaret must risk her livelihood and newfound autonomy to save the child she has come to love.

Excerpt:

2 August, 1349; Thornham, Palatinate of Durham

Sometimes, Margaret Surteys had to admit, her age was an advantage. This afternoon, for example, while hawking ale to dirt-encrusted workmen down by the river. Foreigners, mostly, from north and south, come to build the bridge—which was, after a year and a half, starting to resemble one. All day, they’d shifted the great stones, piling block upon block to raise the piers in the thick August heat. Working up a powerful thirst. They’d no eyes for an old woman, cared only for the ale cask she trundled on her handcart and the dipper that filled their cups.

“Give us another, then, mistress,” shouted one burly fellow with enormous hands and dark, oily hair. The smell of stale sweat and stone dust made her eyes water.

“Sorry, lads,” she said, pulling the heavy cloth up over the keg. “That’s the lot.”

The workers grumbled and cursed, but gave her no real trouble. Had she been young and fair they might have pressed her for more than ale. But they’d not try that on, not for a crone with grizzled hair that might, long ago, have been the color of oak leaves in autumn. That left Margaret free to stuff their coin into her waiting purse instead of swatting away a groping, grimy hand. And she and Tobias needed every penny she could earn.

She flexed her stiff fingers, picked up the handles of her barrow, and started the push up from the riverside. Not what she’d imagined for herself after nearly fifty summers. Until last year, she’d been a Brewster, one of several village women crafting ale for family and neighbors. Back then she’d not appreciated the full measure of her husband’s grand plan.

Ah, Tobias’s plan. Well, and it had worked, after a fashion. He’d built them a brewhouse and made himself the Brewer. After a lean year, they were beginning to show a profit, becoming a serious rival to the Reeve, the most powerful man in the village, though they still walked the knife’s edge, tottering between security and ruin. And Margaret still missed being in charge, shepherding each small batch from roasted malt to final product. Now she was but Brewer’s wife, finding grain when supplies ran low or selling their surplus ale. And, of course, tending their sheep and other stock, and gardening, and spinning, and mending, and all.

But she’d no time to stand mulling her regrets. The manor had finally put in a large order that would earn enough to see them through to harvest-time, if only she could find enough wheat. If they could not supply the ale and lost their best customer to the Reeve, they might not be able to pay the installment on their debt. She must make sure that did not happen.

Buy links:

·  Bookshop.org (softcover)

·  Barnes & Noble (Nook & softcover).

·  The Wild Rose Press (softcover) – this page also has all the buy links

·  Amazon US and Amazon worldwide (Kindle & softcover)

·  Apple Books (ebook)

·  BooksAMillion (softcover)

About the Author:

Susan B. Nolen writes historical and contemporary suspense in a multigenerational, multispecies household in the wilds of western Washington. After years of studying and writing about identity and motivation in social context, she now writes novels and short stories about women making space for themselves in the world. It’s way more fun.  An Uncertain Age is her debut novel.

Visit her at http//sbnolen.com, read her newsletter on Substack (https://substack.com/@sunolen), follow her at Bluesky (https://bsky.app/profile/sbnolen.com), Facebook (SB Nolen), and LinkedIn (Susan B. Nolen).

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In the Spotlight: Cyndi L. Stuart ~ Deadly Yours #Mystery #WRPbks #Blog

Please help me welcome today’s guest, Cyndi L. Stuart…

Deadly Yours

by Cyndi L. Stuart

Published by The Wild Rose Press 2024

Paperback:978-1-5092-5423-1  Digital:978-1-5092-5424-8

This Killer Won’t Let You Run Away!

A letter, sealed with blood red wax, arrives in a small coastal town. Samantha’s hopes of a new, quiet life are shattered. The killer is back. Like years before, the crime scenes mimic classic mysteries Samantha once taught in her English Lit class—The Art of Detection. Is one murder staged from an Ellery Queen novel? P.D. James? Sherlock Holmes? Maybe more! 

Five years ago, strangers died. This time—friends. As the body count climbs, this menace must be found, or the killings may never stop. What’s hidden in the tiny details? Why is the killer taunting her? As the killer closes in, does she once again cut and run or stand and fight? What will Sam risk to bring this nightmare to an end?

Excerpt:

Just past the coffee station stood a large whiteboard. A young, tall officer paced in front of it as he made notes and pinned up photos. A photo of a sea chest caught Samantha’s attention. Her head spun to the next picture which showed the same chest with a body inside. The note written alongside the image read, “killed by a sharp weapon—run through trunk into body.” Her eyes scanned the top of the board and then stopped on the photo and the words written below—Victim Robert Brignone. 

Samantha shoved herself away from the counter, then turned and ran back into the conference room. She wrenched the door wide open, raced inside, and slammed it shut. The three investigators huddled around the letter on the table, stared up in alarm.

“Was that trunk found in a museum?” Sam demanded.

Detective Jessica Noguchi’s face looked confused. “What trunk?” 

“The body in the trunk!” Sam shouted and pointed to the room behind her. “On the whiteboard. Was it found in a museum?”

Jessica squinted through the window to the squad room and then her eyes darted back to Sam. Oh, crap! She’s seen the incident board. Even though it contained details of an unrelated crime scene, she didn’t want to discuss an ongoing case with a civilian. 

Before Jess could respond, Criminal Profiler, Colin Davies, stood up. “No, not in a museum exactly, but…” There, he thought as his voice trailed off, a spark of recognition in Sam’s eyes behind the fear.  

The pitch of her voice rose. She turned toward Colin. “Then…a-a-a party? Was there a party in the room with the ch-ch-ch-chest?”

Jess and Police Chief Marlene Porter stared at her stunned. Colin answered again. “Yes.” He walked over toward the door. “He was found in an old sea trunk two days after a party at his home.”

Sam’s next words came out as a whisper. “It’s the killer.” 

Buy link(s):

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/deadly-yours-cyndi-l-stuart/1144771110?ean=9781509254231

https://www.bookbub.com/books/deadly-yours-a-samantha-mcmican-mystery-by-cyndi-l-stuart

https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/deadly-yours

https://www.walmart.com/ip/A-Samantha-McMican-Mystery-Deadly-Yours-Paperback-9781509254231/5320825021?from=/search

https://www.target.com/p/deadly-yours-a-samantha-mcmican-mystery-by-cyndi-l-stuart-paperback/-/A-91791033#lnk=sametab

https://www.booksamillion.com/p/9781509254231

https://bookshop.org/p/books/deadly-yours-cyndi-l-stuart/21088379?ean=9781509254231&ref=https%3A%2F%2Fwildrosepress.com%2F&source=IndieBound&title=

https://books.apple.com/us/book/deadly-yours/id6477392234

https://www.google.com/books/edition/Deadly_Yours/bNCW0AEACAAJ?hl=en

About the Author:

Cyndi didn’t start out life as a mystery writer. But one day something unexpected happened—she became a woman of a certain age.

“What in the world are you waiting for?” said the voice in her head as she woke up on her fiftieth birthday. “That novel isn’t going to write itself! And YOU, sweet pea, are NOT getting any younger.”

So, after years spent as a naturalist on the north Oregon coast and PNW garden speaker, Cyndi dusted off her old Comm degree, left technical writing behind and got to work on short stories, flash fiction, and personal essays. But in secret she tapped away on her first mystery novel, Deadly Yours, which has now been published by The Wild Rose Press.

The challenge of creating stories from her own imagination, current events, history, and things she might have overheard at the local coffee shop is what makes her happy and where her passion for writing began. She now lives in Washington state on a small island in south Puget Sound where she and her husband, a potter and artist, run an artisan business. When not reading, writing, or procrastinating, Cyndi can be found hiking, biking, or swimming in the local lakes, streams, and even Puget Sound.

Cyndi is a member of the Pacific Northwest Writers Association and Sisters in Crime.

www.cyndilstuart.com                                  https://linktr.ee/cyndilstuart

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Liz Flaherty ~ Pieces of Blue ~ #WomensFiction #WRPbks #Blog

Please help me welcome today’s guest, Liz Flaherty…

One of the best parts of being a writer is choosing the setting for the stories you write. Another of the best parts is that after you select it, you get to…well, lie about it. Unless you want to be faithful to where McDonald’s is, what street the Nazarene Church is on, or what neighborhoods look like, it’s a good idea to give your setting a fictitious name.

Which is how a small lake and a small town in Indiana moved to north central Michigan and changed their names in the process. It’s somewhere near Cadillac—picture me waving my hand in one direction or another—and it has fun places, like Harper Mercantile, Kristy’s Bar and Grill, Amelia’s Nine Patch, and a pretty little park.

It’s home to Pieces of Blue.

Blurb:

Life comes in shades of blue…

Self-imposed loner, Maggie North, has worked for bestselling author Trilby Winterroad her entire adult life, starting as simply his assistant and ending up as his ghost writer. Through ups and downs–including a divorce from an abusive husband–he has been the one person on whom she could always rely. So when Trilby dies suddenly, Maggie finds herself adrift, not sure what she’ll do or where she belongs in the world any longer. And the confusion continues when she discovers he’s not only left her his beloved dachshund, Chloe, but a house she knew nothing about, on a lake she’s never heard of.
It only takes one visit for Maggie to fall in love with both the house and the small lakeside community. The longer she’s there, the safer she feels and the more her life begins to expand…as do her feelings toward her friend and Trilby’s attorney, Sam Eldridge.
But is she really safe? Or are the glistening pieces of her new life about to shatter as an old danger returns?

Excerpt:

He cupped my face in his hands—oh, the warmth. I didn’t think I’d ever be cold again—and tilted his head for that firm, gentle mouth to take mine again. We were in our fifties, experienced kissers. I understood the jumping around inside and the skittery dance of my heartbeat. I understood the sudden sensitivity of my breasts, that I could feel their weight inside my bra. I got it, as he held me ever closer and deepened the kisses we shared, how precious this zero-dark-thirty time was. I understood the depths of the itch.

I dipped my head, laying it against the shoulder of his sweatshirt, then raised it again to have my turn at taking his lips and tasting. Like me, he’d brushed his teeth before coming to the kitchen, and he tasted of toothpaste and coffee and…oh, sweetness.

Buy links:

Books2Read: https://books2read.com/FlahertyBlue

Amazon: https://a.co/d/eyEjPDA

About the Author:

Liz Flaherty has spent the past several years enjoying not working a day job, making terrible crafts, and writing stories in which the people aren’t young, brilliant, or even beautiful. She’s decided (and has to re-decide most every day) that the definition of success is having a good time. Along with her husband of lo, these many years, kids, grands, friends, and the occasional cat, she’s doing just that. You can reach her at lizkflaherty@gmail.com or find her anywhere on  https://linktr.ee/LizFlaherty. She’d love to hear from you.

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#HobbyCareerPassion: Author Jude Hopkins – The Play’s the Thing & New Release: Babe in the Woods #Blog #WRPbks

Welcome to my feature where authors share about the hobbies, careers, or passions of their characters.

I’m pleased to introduce today’s guest, Jude Hopkins…

The Play’s the Thing

I always wanted to write a play, which is why I instilled that same desire into Hadley Todd, the willful protagonist of my debut novel, “Babe in the Woods.” For my play, I always imagined a witty comedy that would light up Broadway before it was made into a movie. Hadley, however, is still smarting from a bad breakup, so she wants to write a play about a woman’s last moment of innocence before she realizes her love affair is over. Hadley wants her play to warn vulnerable women about the blackguards most likely to leave a girl heartbroken and avoid them before it’s too late. (She is the perfect example of a “too-late” girl.)         

For a play-writing class in graduate school, I did write a scene from a play set in a restaurant starring a younger man and a woman in the halcyon days of first love. And I inserted that scene into “Babe in the Woods” because Hadley was ruminating over her failed love with her previous beau, wishing to return to the wonderful time they had together. Hadley remembers the scene as she dozes off one day, anguished by the memory.

 So, throughout the book, Hadley seeks an answer to the question, “Can we ever find the last moment of our innocence”? She likes the idea of writing a drama that can be staged with characters similar to her ex, then explain to him, in precise language, how much he hurt her by leaving her—without his walking away as he did in real life. But there’s the not-insignificant problem of a writing block. Where to begin? Her friends tell her that once gone, innocence can’t be recovered, but wisdom gained from the experience is certainly valuable. They urge her to use that wisdom to find a mutual love because love shouldn’t be such hard work. Find love, then write the play.

Instead Hadley falls for a younger man, an aspiring rock star who reminds her of her former lover. After seeing him as possible fodder for her play by watching his way with women, she promises to introduce him to her Hollywood music biz connections. But things get complicated. Hadley doesn’t find the ready answers she’s looking for after enlisting him in her scheme. After a trip to California with the younger man, she comes to realize that her friends were right. She needs a mutual love—and she might just have one right before her eyes. But when she returns to her hometown to claim it, she finds situations—and people—aren’t exactly what she thought they were. Does Hadley learn from her journey, both metaphorical and literal? Or does she remain stuck—not only with writer’s block but also with her love life?

And, most important, does she sit down in front of her computer and begin writing the play she knows is within her?

            It’s all there, ready to unfold, in my novel, “Babe in the Woods.”

Timber! She’s Falling in Love

Blurb:

It’s September 1995, the first year of the rest of Hadley Todd’s life. After living in Los Angeles, Hadley returns to her hometown in rural New York to write and be near her father. In addition to looking after him and teaching high school malcontents, Hadley hopes to channel her recent L.A. heartbreak into a play about the last moment of a woman’s romantic innocence. But she seeks inspiration.

Enter Trey Harding, a young, handsome reporter who covers sports at the high school. Trey reminds Hadley of her L.A. ex and is the perfect spark to fire up her imagination. The fact that Trey is an aspiring rock star and she has L.A. record biz connections makes the alliance perfect. She dangles promises of music biz glory while watching his moves. But the surprising twist that transpires when the two of them go to Hollywood is not something Hadley prepared for.

Excerpt:

“Have you ever fallen in love?”

He winked at her. “All the time.”

She’d have the last word, something she realized was important to her. “I think it’s wrong, all these women you lead on. Don’t you? I mean, they may get attached, fall for you. But you seem to use them, to see what you can get out of them for your own purposes. I think that’s wrong, They’re human beings, after all. With feelings.”

He turned around, his eyes drained of any light. “They use me, too. It’s not like they’re not getting anything out of it.”

“What am I getting out of this?” she asked him, if not rhetorically.

He stood on one hip, a move that made him appear more rakish than usual. “I really don’t know, Miss Todd. I wondered that myself. I thought perhaps you were bored or intrigued. Or maybe you’re a control freak.” He took a step toward her so he was within half an inch of her face. “Or maybe you’re just like the rest and can’t resist me.”

Hadley stood her ground. “How do you know when it’s over? The moment when love, or lust, turns into something else. Something not as passionate?”

“I don’t think about it,” he said, returning her gaze. “It’s something that happens. Maybe it’s not one moment. It just is.”

He turned around and walked out of the room.

Buy links:

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/babe-in-the-woods-jude-hopkins/1143104918?ean=9781509248438

https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/babe-in-the-woods-5

About the Author:

Jude Hopkins has published essays in The Los Angeles Times, Women Writers, Women’s Books, Medium and elsewhere, as well as poetry in numerous journals. Her work can be found on her website https://www.judehopkinswriting.net/.  Twitter/X: @HeyJudeNotJudy

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Author Interview with Pamela Spradlin Mahajan ~ New Release: Skye, Revised #WomensFiction #MagicalRealism

Please help me welcome Pamela Spradlin Mahajan…

Please tell us a little about yourself, where are you from? Where do you live now? Family? Pets? 

I am originally from Springfield, Mo., in the Ozarks and about an hour from Branson. Currently, I live in Kansas City with my husband and our two young children.

Tell us a little about the book and your writing

This is my debut novel, though I have written and queried a novel and a novella before, plus written lots of short stories and unfinished ones.

One thing that stands out about writing “Skye, Revised” was the struggle to get it done. I got restless and resistant at times and even paused once to write an entirely different manuscript (a beachy romance novella). 

However, I don’t know if I could have or would have done it differently. During one of my so-called non-productive periods, I decided to write some of the book from my antagonist’s point of view. That inspired me to get back to the story. So I guess it was actually a productive break. Not sure I would have come up with that if I would have plowed ahead. That said, I hope to get more efficient with each subsequent book.

What book have you read that you wish you had written?

“The Dovekeepers” by Alice Hoffman or “Jane Eyre” by Charlotte Bronte. 

What was your first job?

My first job was at Heritage Cafeteria, an eatery many elderly people frequented. I was 17. I bussed tables and worked behind the buffet. It was fun because most of the other people who worked there were in high school, like me. It was also tiring work and my hair would always smell like the back kitchen after I left.

What do you want readers to come away with after they read your book?

I want readers to feel transported and as if they escaped from their normal lives, if only for a bit. 

 Would you rather have a bad review or no review?

I’m good with reviews that aren’t five stars, of course—but a truly bad one? I’d prefer no review.

What genre have you never written that youd like to write?

I would love to write a thriller or suspense. I have some ideas and I think it would be really interesting to experience writing one and learn those particular beats.

If you were stranded on a deserted island and you could have 3 (inanimate) objects, what would they be?

My phone and Kindle (hope we have Wi-Fi) and one of those water bottles that makes any water safe to drink.

Have you written any other books that are not published?

Yes, I have an unpublished manuscript about a woman who follows her NBA player boyfriend to Miami and all the drama that ensues. I also have a few unpublished novellas, including that beachy romance I mentioned earlier. I put it up on Radish for a while, but have since taken it down.

Who is the most famous person you have ever met?

I met and shook hands with Jimmy Carter on an international flight. He was lovely and walked through the plane meeting everyone.

How did you come up with the title? 

The title for the book was originally “Life, Revised”— it fit the theme and I probably had the term “revision” floating around in my head. I tweaked it to “Skye, Revised” later because I liked it better and it was a bit more specific.

Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp? 

Appreciate what you have, even if it seems “less than” from the outside. You never know the truth behind someone else’s surface. I hope the book inspires people to look at their lives a bit differently.

What if you got the life of your dreams … and it turned into a nightmare?

Excerpt:

“Skye, Revised” Excerpt

By Pamela Spradlin Mahajan

Chapter One

Skye

“Really? You’re going to wear that?” I said.

Teddy gave his outfit a once-over. “Yes…” The corner of his mouth inched up into a smile. “Is there something wrong with it?”

I wrinkled my nose as if a reeking can of fly-ridden garbage sat rotting nearby. “Khakis, Teddy? Pleated khakis?” I hadn’t even mentioned the cheap tucked-in polo shirt. “It looks like the uniform you wear on the show.”

Teddy swiped his jacket from the coat rack by the door and slipped into it. When it was sixty-one degrees in Los Angeles, you wore a jacket. “And, again, I ask: what’s wrong with that? Come on, Skye. We’re gonna be late.”

I exhaled an exasperated gush of air.

“You look great, by the way. The black really makes your blonde hair stand out.” Teddy lifted my knee-length coat from the rack and slid it over my form-fitting dress. I glanced down at the sheer cutout stretching across my collarbone.

“Well, it’s a nice place. I want to make a good impression—to look like we belong there.”

Teddy’s outfit did not demonstrate that we belonged anywhere worth being—especially not somewhere like The Hibiscus. It attracted A-list, red carpet fixtures the way spandex boy-cut underwear attracted wedgies. I was quite certain pleated khakis would be nowhere in sight, unless they were being worn ironically.

I side-eyed his chain-store-salesman look once more. It never failed—no matter how many slim, trendy trousers or jeans I picked out for him from Banana Republic or Asos, he still reached for the very same familiar item in the bowels of his closet. The very one I was trying to direct him away from. Honestly, what was the point?

My body ached with the exhaustion of defeat as I slid into the passenger seat of Teddy’s hatchback.

“Are you excited? You’ve been wanting to go here for years,” he said as he maneuvered out of the parking lot.

Id be more excited if your outfit didnt embarrass me.

I mumbled a nondescript response and we sat in silence for several minutes. As we pulled onto the 101, Teddy grasped the leather-wrapped steering wheel with one hand and rested the other on my bare knee. I glanced at his hand, watching the tendons move beneath his tan skin.

Then I gazed out the window as decrepit buildings morphed into sleek, glossy high-rise apartment complexes. Los Angeles was forever an unsettling contrast between seedy and superior, sad and spoiled. The only consistent thing was its palm trees. As I studied a tree outlined against the sky, my stomach knotted into a mixture of excitement and dread. We had never been to The Hibiscus before—we’d never been anywhere close. Teddy considered Red Lobster a classy establishment, for God’s sake. In my opinion, anywhere you have to wear a bib while eating is definite no no.

I took a measured inhale. The thought of Teddy’s stale outfit being scrutinized by L.A.’s hippest wasn’t the only reason for my frazzled nerves. I was replaying a conversation between us from several days earlier, searching it for hidden meaning. For clues.

Buy links:

Amazon – https://a.co/d/ipsLAcp

Barnes & Noble – https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/skye-revised-pamela-spradlin-mahajan/1144560416?ean=9781509254002

Apple – https://books.apple.com/us/book/skye-revised/id6476150175

About the Author:

Pamela Spradlin Mahajan is the author of “Skye, Revised,” a women’s fiction novel with a delicious dash of magical realism and romance. She has a bachelor’s degree in psychology and creative writing from Missouri State University and a Masters from the University of Missouri School of Journalism. Her recent short stories have appeared in the online literary journal “They Call Us” and she has been honored in the WOW! Women on Writing Flash Fiction Contest. A native of Springfield, Mo., Pamela lives with her family in Kansas City, where in addition to writing women’s fiction, she also works as a copywriter, journalist, and reseller.

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Author Interview with Tina Fausett ~ #NewRelease!! Unrequited #WomensFiction #WRPbks #Blog

I am thrilled to welcome my dear friend, Tina Fausett, with a fun interview and her fantastic new release…

Please tell us a little about yourself, where are you from? Where do you live now? Family? Pets?

I was born in Oklahoma City and currently live there in a historic neighborhood with my best friend, Draco (minpin/chihuahua mix). My home is a 107 years old…I sometimes like to refer to it as my life in ruins. My main focus is on my children and granddaughter.

Was there anything unusual, any anecdote about this book, the characters, title, process, etc, you’d like to share?

This book is a work of fiction, however, most of the characters are based on people I know. I don’t care how old you are, I think everyone can agree that dating is hard, but I truly believe it gets harder the older you are. We change, we know what we want and don’t want, and I know for myself that I’m not willing to settle…we get set in our ways. Women in my age range (Baby Boomers) have typically spent a lifetime working and being caregivers…to our children, our husbands, our parents, our spouses’ parents, to grandkids…now a lot of us don’t want to do that with the years we have left, and I think that’s difficult for a lot of men… So, in discussing men and dating and sharing experiences, my friends and I decided that newly widowed and divorced men, bless their hearts, really needed help learning how to live again as well as how to date a contemporary older woman and the idea for a Widower Whisperers’ business was conceived. Though we didn’t actually form a business, I decided to write about it.

What do you want readers to come away with after they read Unrequited?

Deep down, I’m a hopeless romantic. I would like people to come away feeling good and understanding that it’s never too late…never to late to fall in love, never too late to pursue writing, art, a business…your dreams. And to know that on the inside, most of us seniors still feel young on the inside.

What actors would you like in the main roles if your book were made into a movie?

Susan Sarandon, Steve Martin, Pierce Brosnan, Helen Mirren

What is your favorite quote?

“Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.” I mean who hasn’t said it…or at least wanted to say it?

If you could spend time with a character from your book, whom would it be? And what would you do during that day? (PG-13 please 🙂

It would have to be with Thomas Fitzsimmons. I’d be picking his brain, cooking and/or baking. He’s intelligent, well read, has a sense of humor and he likes to get in the kitchen and stir things up. I just find it such a joy when a man likes to cook…for a multitude of reasons.

What is the toughest criticism given to you as an author?  

I was told by an agent that I wasn’t commercial enough. What has been the best compliment? I was told by the same agent that she couldn’t put my manuscript down all weekend, and I wrote like the classics. That being said, I still wasn’t commercial enough. That was years ago!

Are your characters based off real people or did they all come entirely from your imagination?

Ha! Almost all the main characters are based off people I know. The idea for the book came from my 50th reunion. People kept coming up to me saying they remembered me and my red hair. I have high school amnesia and didn’t remember most of them. My graduation class had almost 1,000 people. A couple of different men kept asking if I remembered them and showing me their badges with their graduation pictures on them. Young or old, past or present, their faces didn’t ring a bell. One man was a bit tipsy and actually got upset (I figured he must have been a big deal in high school and expected everyone to know who he was). Later I asked a friend (Betty in the book) if I had dated him or something, because according to her, I don’t recall going out with a couple of guys that were really cute. She didn’t think so, but out if it all I thought what if…what if there was really a story between them and a reason she doesn’t remember him. Except for his looks, Thomas is one hundred percent fantasy…much to my chagrin…he’s almost too good to be true! Darrell on the other hand…

What do your friends and family think of your writing?

That’s a mixed bag. I have such wonderful, supportive friends. Sometimes, I’m not sure if they’re excited if I base a character off them and/or something that’s happened to them or they’re terrified what I might write. But they are always so sweet. As for my family…they’re supportive of my endeavors, but my granddaughter has helped me a lot. She taught me about different writing apps and is great for getting a young opinion. I’ve been writing most of my life, and I feel that people who don’t write, don’t really don’t grasp what we do… It’s like they think if you’re not a best seller and a household name, you’ve just got this little hobby that you piddle around at.

What character in your book are you least likely to get along with?

Absolutely Darrell! He is a culmination of some of my worst dating memories.

How did you come up with the title?  

If the story was based on a relationship that Sally and Thomas had in high school, and he was disappointed that she didn’t remember him and didn’t return the crush he had on her…the one word that came to mind was Unrequited.

Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?

Yes, definitely. I think it was said by one of the bachelorettes in The Golden Bachelor. She said something about when you get older, people don’t see you anymore. There isn’t a lot of respect for elders these days…it almost feels like people are just waiting for us to pass on and quit taking up space. I would love for the younger generations to understand that we still have the same feelings and fears…that we’re capable of falling in love again…and we’re not dead till we’re dead. I started this book prior to the pandemic then health issues and 4 surgeries caused me to quit writing for a couple years…I can’t tell you how happy I was to see The Golden Bachelor and the chance those beautiful women had to be seen and to shine.

How much of the book is realistic?

Probably way too much. A lot of conversations and a few of the scenes actually happened…I’m positive a man will now think more than twice before asking me out.

Getting Old isn’t for sissies…and neither is falling in love

Blurb:

After a coffee date from hell, Sally Estes and her friends come up with an idea for a business-The Widower Whisperers, LLC. They train Newbies, recently widowed and divorced men, on how to start living again and to do the things their wives used to do for them. The hardest part is teaching them how to treat and court a contemporary woman. Little did Sally know this new venture would change all their lives forever, bringing back a man from her past she can’t remember and a history she wants to forget. What started out as a promising enterprise now threatens to destroy her friendships and everything she’s worked so hard for.

Excerpt:

His head was bent but Elaine could see the trace of a tear escape from the corner of his eye. She stretched forward and ruffled his hair. “Could we get back to Sally?”

“Yes, let’s,” he mumbled without looking up.

“I was just reading an article about her and some of her girlfriends starting a business called the ‘The Widower Whisperers’. Ghastly name I know and doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue, but catchy.

“They evidently help widowed and divorced men…newbies, they call them, get back into the swing of life and train them how to do the things their wives did for them, as well as getting them ready to start dating…I think they even have a course called ‘Women 101’. When I first saw their ad about four months ago, I kind of thought it was a ridiculous idea and had no clue Sally was involved. But it looks like they’re doing really well and have so many male clients that they’re going to branch out to females soon.”

“That’s charming and I wish them all the luck in the world, but it has absolutely nothing to do with us.”

“Well, if you think about it, it really is a good idea. It’s hard for most people to start over. You know what it was like after you and Gayle divorced. I remember what it was like dating after Jake died, before I met you. It was horrible. Men were absolute idiots, thinking they were suave and debonaire. You’d go to dinner, and they’d be putting down the ex, drinking too much, start trying to hold your hand and talking about back rubs…” She shivered and ran her hands over her arms. “It was creepy, and I don’t imagine it’s gotten any better as we’ve aged.”

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First off, I want to say that I never pictured myself this old writing about people this old. But we’re not dead yet and I realized there’s definitely a market and a need to tell our stories. (I think the fascination with the Golden Bachelor proved that). My favorite place is New Orleans where I once lived. A native of Oklahoma City, I grew up with a southern mom and she used to tell me I had swamp water in my veins. I’ve owned an antique store and art gallery, been a pickle pusher (I had a company called Red Hot Mamma’s Pickles), I’ve sold real estate in the Big Easy and OKC, yet I am always drawn back to writing. I’ve written mainstream, a children’s book that’s not published, some mystery and suspense with romantic and paranormal elements and even erotica. I can say, quite proudly that I have two Raunchy Read Awards. A rather haughty an unimaginative woman once asked if I regretted not focusing more on my intelligent side. woman. In response, I quoted Einstein. “Creativity is intelligence having fun.” 

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