It’s a pleasure to welcome Mickie Sherwood on this warm sunny day. I’ve got ice cream and iced pop to cool us down, and I’m hoping the rain holds off long enough for us to stay outside. Thanks for coming, Mickie!
Helena, I do appreciate the opportunity to share something about myself, and my sweet romantic suspense with your visitors.
Where do you live, Mickie? I live in South Louisiana’s Bayou Country. Here, seafood, and oil rule independently, except when they are forced to mix as during the Gulf Oil Spill. BayouBabe99er, one of my sensual romances, explores how love blossoms out of that tragedy. You can enjoy the entire first chapter at my blog
Where is your favourite place in the world? So far, my favorite place in the world is Maui. Gorgeous!
I’ve never been, but I’ve heard so many people say how beautiful it is
Being a writer is a great job. What’s the worst job you’ve ever had? I enjoyed the jobs I’ve held. What I didn’t enjoy was working the graveyard shift. That was before working twenty-four hours a day and the graveyard shift became the norm.
I used to hate shift work, too, when I worked on a bar
What book do you wish you’d written? The book I wish I’d written is a romance called The Color of Love by Sandra Kitt.
Another one for my TBR!
What’s your favourite song? I wish I could narrow my list of favorite songs down to one. But, that’s impossible. From Try a Little Tenderness by Otis Redding, to Every Breath by Sting and The Police, to Say That by Leela James, to Maker of Love by Boney James and Raheem DeVaughn, I’m torn. But, okay. Today my favorite is Maker of Love by Boney James and Raheem DeVaughn.
If you could meet anyone in the world, dead or alive, who would it be and what would you say to them? If I met Stephen Colbert, here is what I would ask him. “What’s taking so long for my romance novels to get the “Colbert Bump”?
What’s your happiest childhood memory? I believe one of my happiest memories was the thrill of watching my daddy build three custom wooden skate mobiles (pronounced skate moe-bills way back then). He painted them silver and put streamers on the ends of the handlebars. What fun we had riding up and down the sidewalk! That’s when children played outdoors.
I had a skate mobile, too – I think :) I think it’s what we call a scooter in the UK. I used to scoot up and down the road for hours. Never thought of the streamer decoration, though!
If you had to marry a fictional character, from film, television, or books, who would it be? If I had to marry a fictional character, it would be the Hulk from the movie The Avengers. Why? Because he whipped Loki’s rear-end and made me laugh while he did it. That was the funniest scene in the movie.
That’s a great choice.
What’s the most important lesson life has taught you? Life has taught me that my mama was right. Don’t be afraid to ask for what you want. The answer is usually yes or no. Either way, you conduct yourself accordingly and move on.
And finally, please tell us about your latest book, where we can find it, and where we can find your blog/website
My latest release is Cherished Moments. It’s a mainstream romantic suspense set in South Louisiana. Enjoy this snippet.
Senator Jordan Dupré is reluctant to revisit her past. That thought crumbles at the sight of Deacon Burke. His commanding presence and charming smile transports her back to her youth. Back then, she kissed, loved, lied, and left him—taking a life-changing secret with her.
Scorned by Jordan’s dishonesty, Deke swears he never wants to see her lying face again. However, his heart knows better, and he never stops thinking of her. When Jordan’s husband is killed, Deke is summoned to the Senator’s aid, by an unlikely source—Unfortunately, he brings a secret of his own.
Will secrets from their past reignite their cherished moments?
Scene: After a horrific discovery, Jordan is aided by Deke, the man she kissed, loved, lied to and left almost twenty years ago.
A dark shadow gradually blocked her sunlight. Jordan opened her eyes to a blurry silhouette dressed in black. He reached downward and gripped her arm. Though his grasp was tight, it was not harmful. When her sight cleared, she focused on a face that caused her blood pressure to rise. “Deke.” After years with no contact, her knees still knocked, and her heart ached.
“Jay. Are you okay?” The rich, mellow voice was music to her ears. He slid his hand down her arm, and then gently clutched her hand. His touch added to her jittery stance, and her stomach lurched.
Again, Jordan closed her eyes. Immediately, she emptied her stomach right at his feet. When she opened her eyes, he offered her a folded white handkerchief, and held it under her nose. Raising her head, she accepted his gesture. First, she wiped her eyes, and then her mouth.
Seeming to enjoy her presence, his spontaneous grin showed one imperfect bottom tooth; otherwise, his smile would have been perfect. She recalled him saying that the dental flaw was a family trait.
“Hi, Deke.” She responded as though their last conversation was twenty minutes ago, instead of almost twenty years. At that point, the nearly fifty year-old woman took a momentary trip back in time.