Please welcome Babette James. Babette, please share a little bit about yourself.
I write contemporary and fantasy romance. Clear As Day is my debut contemporary romance from The Wild Rose Press and I have to say being able to hold my book in my hands for the first time and then see Clear As Day receive the 4 1/2 star scorcher review from Romantic Times have been truly thrilling moments in my journey as a writer. When not dreaming up stories, I enjoy playing with new bread recipes and dabbling with paints. I am a teacher and I love encouraging new readers and writers as they discover their growing abilities. My class cheers when it’s time for their spelling test! I live in New Jersey with my wonderfully patient husband and three extremely spoiled cats.
Why do you write the stories you write?
I’ve always loved writing and making up stories and I always wanted to be an author. I remember carting home armloads of books from the library, loving all the different stories and worlds and I wanted to write the stories I imagined, too. I remember playing out complex tales with my dolls and studiously writing out pieces of stories in spiral-bound notebooks and on backs of school papers. I love exploring my story worlds and my characters’ lives. I write romance because that is the kind of story I enjoy reading and I want that guarantee of a happy ending.
What are your writing goals for this year?
My first goal is to complete and submit the sequel to Clear As Day. Next is to finish the second sequel. Then, this summer I want to set aside time to work on my fantasy series, which has been on the back burner while I focused on my contemporary stories.
Do you have any releases scheduled for this year?
My debut release came out on April 4, 2012. Clear As Day is a spicy contemporary romance about two friends with benefits facing the fears and uncertainties of their changing relationship and is set against the background of the summer heat and cool waters of Lake Mohave. Clear As Day began its life as a short story I wrote back in college. It’s been a book of my heart in many ways, so seeing this story bloom and come to life as a full-length published novel truly has been a dream come true. I hope readers enjoy Nate and Kay’s journey as much as I have.
What do you like to read?
I love reading nail-biting tales with a satisfying happily ever after. I read most genres of romance: fantasy, contemporary, western, paranormal, historical. I also like mysteries and, occasionally, women’s fiction if it’s upbeat. What catches me is a story rich in description and emotional depth, and a full story world. Most importantly, no matter the genre, I want that happy ending.
What would you like to know from readers?
As a debut author, I’m curious to know what helps you decide to try a new, unknown author.
What’s a girl to do when her summer lover wants forever?
Haunted by dark memories of her parents’ volatile marriage, artist Kay Browning keeps her heart locked behind a free-spirit facade and contents herself with the comfortable affair she has every summer with easygoing photographer Nate Quinn.
The only trouble with her plan? This summer Nate’s come to Lake Mohave to claim the lover he can’t let go. He’s done with the endless traveling and settling for temporary homes and temporary loves. Kay’s always been more than just a vacation fling, and now he must convince this woman, who sees love as a course to certain heartbreak, to take that leap of faith and learn how safe love with the right man can be.
With a splash, she erased the frustrating daydream. This wishful imagining fixed nothing. Her sheltered little camp would still be empty. Should she give in, pack up the camp, and hit the road north to Lake Mead instead? Just break her routine for once.
No, but it was definitely past time to get her tush out of the water and do something constructive. This lonely gnawing in her bones and brain was unacceptable. Kay pushed to her feet, facing out to the scenic lake created out of a stretch of the Colorado River and the rugged land beyond shimmering with heat.
Work, right, but it was too early in the day for the hard afternoon light she needed for the Coyote Point painting. She was too restless to read or fish and not in the mood to take the boat over to the marina, chat with George, and buy ice.
She rolled her shoulders and stretched, enjoying the hot air licking over her wet skin. As she wiggled her feet in the sand and gravel-bottomed shallows, a flurry of minnows darted past her ankles, and her silver toe ring glinted beneath the clear water. She paused, caught by the possibilities in the sparkling sun on water and the intricate, shifting reflections over gravel.
Yes! Exactly the distracting challenge she needed. Shaking the water from her ears, she pivoted toward camp.
“Kay!” That male voice was not her imagination.
“Oh, shit!” She twisted and dropped into the water, sinking neck-deep.
Mother always said, among other things, that a lady never goes skinny-dipping and must always wear a proper hat. Kay was only half skinny-dipping, but she fervently wished she’d worn something a bit more substantial than a baseball cap and the bottom half of the quintessential teeny-weenie yellow polka-dot bikini.
Shit, oh, shit, oh, shit. She so hated when Mother was right.
Okay, time to find out who’d just gotten an eyeful. The guy had called her name, so she should know him. Oh boy, if she’d flashed old George…
She wiped water from her face, sucked in a breath against her pounding heart, and peeked around.
She must be sun-dazed. Nate? With a beard? Hair curling over his ears? No way.
Just because a familiar slouchy fishing hat topped those unruly, sun-bleached blond curls and just because this guy possessed the same deep-water tan and footloose taste in clothes as Nate with his electric blue Hawaiian shirt, bright orange swim trunks, and beat-up deck shoes didn’t mean—
“Hey, babe. Now that I’ve finally caught your attention, how about a hug from my girl?” He opened his arms. “Am I coming in after you or are you coming out?” Only Nate’s voice held that mellow timbre like chocolate for her ears.
“Nate! What…” Giddy delight flushed over Kay, clearing her shock. She dashed from the water and into strong arms, a wonderful hug, and a better kiss that launched her mind into a blissed-out whirl of oh, yes and why?
The oh, yes won out until the need to breathe forced them apart.
Nate gave her a long look, his usually easy gray eyes holding a new, simmering heat.
To learn more about Babette James and the stories she creates go to:
Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/BabetteJamesAuthor
Youtube Book Trailer: http://youtu.be/E1ur-avq5YI
To purchase Clear As Day, go to:
The Wild Rose Press - eBook & Paperback: http://www.thewildrosepress.com/index.php?main_page=index&manufacturers_id=952
Amazon.com - eBook & Paperback: http://amzn.com/B007RN9STW
All Romance eBooks- eBook: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-clearasday-677696-149.html