And now, on to the questions!
What is the working title of your book?
Actually it's the official title too--DARK WATERS--and it's currently with my editor
Where did the idea come from for the book?
Not how I usually come up with ideas. The hero is a secondary character who was only supposed to have a small part in my last book (DANGEROUS WATERS) who demanded his own story. I didn't think my editor would go for the brooding ex-con hero but she did. He's the guy I'm getting all the reader letters about :)
What genre does your book fall under?
Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie?
This is why I don't want to finish this book(!) because I don't want to take Josh Holloway off the wall. He'd play broody ex-con, Brent Carver (an artist) and Anna Belknap would play Anna Silver (a schoolteacher).
A warning from a dead man sends his daughter running into the arms of a dark and tormented ex-con, forcing them to work together on a hunt for answers to clear her father’s name, and revealing secrets that will either set them free or destroy them.
Will your book be self published or represented by an agency?
Published by Montlake Romance, one of Amazon's publishers.
How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?
Tricky question because I edit as I go along. I'd say it took me 4 months to write a reasonable second draft.
What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?
LOL--well it's a woman-in-jeopardy so I guess maybe Karen Robards?
Who or What inspired you to write this book?
Check out the answer to question two.
What else about your book might interest the reader?
It starts and finishes in the tiny town of Bamfield, BC, but takes a road-trip through Victoria, Chicago & Minneapolis. Bamfield is a fascinating community in the boonies and I set DANGEROUS WATERS there and hope to set another story soon. DARK WATERS is very much a story of hope, love and redemption.
Mini Excerpt: Content might change during edits. Copyright 2012Toni Anderson
Moonlight flooded the clearing where his house sat. And damned if the woman—put a man in prison long enough and he could spot a female blindfold at twenty paces—wasn’t climbing his porch steps shining her flashlight around the place like a laser show. Maybe she was a thief? Maybe someone had figured out Brent Carver was B.C. Wilkinson and sitting on a shed-load of very expensive artwork? Then she knocked on his back door.
He rubbed his hand over his brow. He was stark naked except for his gun, and now some woman was standing on his deck? He hoped to hell she wasn’t a Jehovah’s Witness because she was about to have a come-to-Jesus moment.
But she could still be armed and dangerous. He’d pissed off enough bad guys in the joint to be wary of anyone turning up in the middle of the night. Hell, no one visited here, period.
“Hello?” She pressed her ear to his door. “Mr. Carver?” she said louder. Her shoulders sagged when no one answered.
He didn’t recognise her voice. He moved fast and silent across the clearing, padded up the stairs just as she reached for the door knob.
She jolted, her hand going to her heart as she spun to face him. “Oh, my god. You scared me.”
Never admit fear.
“I don’t like visitors, lady.”
Her flashlight dipped and then shot back to his face, almost blinding him. She swallowed, taking in his lack of clothes and keeping her eyes north of the hotspots. “You’re naked.”
“I was in bed.” He didn’t know why he needed to explain himself.
Her voice came out like gravel. “I’m looking for Brent Carver.”
“I’m looking for peace and quiet. Looks like we’re both screwed.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I'm supposed to tag four writers to post next week, but I choose...the amazing J.B. Lynn!