Romance Readers Book Of The Week
March 13, 2005
ARCHIVED FEATURE
CHANGE
OF PLANS
by Dee Lloyd
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Format: Electronic
ISBN: 1-59279-484-X (electronic)
1-59279-819-5 (paperback)
Buy This Book:
Available at
Amber Quill Press
FROM THE BACK COVER:
Everyone on the ms Theseus has a plan.
Sara is going to make up her mind about a less-than-ideal
marriage proposal. Mike is determined to fill the empty half of
his honeymoon bed. Someone means to rob and kill Sara. No one
intends to fall in love. But on a romantic tropical cruise, the
best-laid plans....
WHAT OTHERS ARE SAYING ABOUT THIS
BOOK:
“I stayed on the edge
of my seat, nibbling my nails until I finished.” - Kathy
Boswell - Romantic Times Magazine - 4 Stars
“ an intensely romantic, wonderfully mysterious story set
within the beautiful scenery of the Caribbean. A mystery in
need of solving, a woman in need of protecting, and a man in
need of loving: the perfect recipe for a good romantic
mystery.” - Scribes World Reviews - 4 Stars
"I found the story intriguing and tantalizing. I couldn’t
put it down. Dee Lloyd covered action, romance, passion,
beauty, and international intrigue in one great package.
Definitely worth a read." - Nancy Peckford - Romantic
Interludes
"A mystery in need of solving, a woman in need of
protecting, and a man in need of loving: the perfect recipe
for a good romantic mystery. And with Change Of Plans,
Dee Lloyd mixes all the right ingredients into a good one."
- Julia - Writers Club Romance Group AOL
"Change Of Plans is a tale full of suspense,
intrigue, action and a beautiful romance. All aspects of
this book blend into a splendid novel.
Mike Garson is the
kind of man I could definitely lose my heart to. He iskind,
patient, strong and a perfect gentleman. Sara is a woman who
is determined to be independent, but soon realizes she needs
Mike's help. The love scenes are sweet and tender and
tastefully done. The two make a perfect couple and work well
together solving the mystery surrounding Sara.
The descriptive
narrative makes the reader feel as if they are taking in the
salt air onboard the ship. The plot and sub-plots all tie
into a neat little package at the end.
Ms Lloyd has penned a
suspenseful story that will keep you on the edge of your
seat well into the wee hours of the morning!" - Carol Durfee
- Romance Reviews Today
“Dee Lloyd can always be counted on for fast paced, exciting
romantic murder mysteries. Fast becoming one of my favorite
suspense authors, Dee writes strong, intelligent women who
challenge the men around them”
- Sue Waldbeck - Road to Romance
MEET THE AUTHOR:
EPPIE
Award-winning author Dee Lloyd credits her upbringing in a
Northern Ontario gold mining town for her love of dramatic
scenery and her conviction that nothing is impossible if a
person is willing to work for it. In 1999, she realized her
dream of being a published writer when Awe-Struck E-Books
published IN THE RUNNING. Since then, she has had five
Romantic Suspense/Paranormal novels published. One of these,
TIES THAT BLIND, is the winner of the EPPIE 2000 for
Contemporary Romance.
An original author/editor of LTDBooks from 1999 to 2005. she
has been deeply involved with epublishing since its early
days. Married to Terry Sheils, award-winning author of
horror, mystery, and fantasy, for over forty years, Dee
states, "Writing was always as essential as breathing in our
house. That’s an impossible habit to break."
Dee's life is full. She lives with a wild and wonderful
cocker spaniel named Farley. Her daughters are supportive
and dynamic. And of course, the grandchildren are
exceptional.
PUBLISHED WORKS:
In the Running - www.awe-struck.net
Change of Plans - www.amberquillpress.com
Ghost of a Chance – (April) www.amberquillpress.com
Unquiet Spirits –(May) www.amberquillpress.com
Ties That Blind - June www.amberquillpress.com
Mine – (July) www.amberquillpress.com
Visit Dee’s website www.deelloyd.com for free excerpts,
short stories, and a free downloadable cookbook.
READ AN EXCERPT:
CHAPTER ONE
Mike's eyes wandered dispassionately over yet
another woman's body. There were dozens of them,
alone or in pairs, all bright-eyed and eager. Every
one of them seemed more than ready to leave the
frigid temperatures that gripped the Lower Great
Lakes area for a blast of sunshine and fun. One
tall, dark-eyed woman of about his own age met his
gaze with a challenging smile and an appreciative
scrutiny of her own.
"Too aggressive," he decided, a little taken aback
by her frank interest in the lower part of his
anatomy. "Have to make sure I'm the predator here."
He was having trouble believing that he, Mike
Garson, senior partner of Garson Construction
International, was leaning against a concrete
pillar, blatantly girl-watching like a lout in a
Fifties' movie. All he needed was a Fedora tilted
down over his eyes and a cigarette hanging out of
the corner of his mouth.
From his vantage point near the entrance to the
departure lounges, he had a good view of the
passengers lined up to go through airport security.
Many of them would probably be heading for the
charter flight that connected with the ms Theseus.
If the right ones were taking it, the cruise
mightn't be a total washout. He hadn't expected so
many of the women traveling alone to be young and
attractive. So far, two or three of them had been
well worth his critical appraisal.
Of course, no one else was in a class with the blond
who was being kissed goodbye by the smooth article
in the gray suit. She had that cool Scandinavian
look that had always intrigued him. Her
shoulder-length hair was the color of the palest
yellow rose, her back slender and her bottom curved
and tempting.
Mike was getting a kind of vicious satisfaction from
this cold-blooded search for an acceptable woman. He
continued to study every woman who passed but his
eyes kept returning to the blond. Gray Suit was
going a little overboard on the kiss but he was
keeping his hands discreetly above the waist. Mike,
however, could feel his own palms itching to cup the
round firm flesh that was discreetly covered by
well-tailored pale green trousers.
Whoa, Mike! An angry man could too easily get caught
up in this role. Trying to steal someone else's
woman had never been part of his plan. All he wanted
was to salvage his vacation, and some of his pride.
He felt a twinge of distaste at the self-centered
male on the prowl he had decided to become.
Gray suit was still kissing her! The woman evidently
was beginning to find it tedious. He watched her
open one startling turquoise eye to peek at her
watch. Another insincere blond. This one had Gray
Suit fooled. The poor sap was probably convinced she
cared about him. She had the grace to blush when she
realized that Mike had caught her checking the time
but he recognized her type.
There was no danger of emotional involvement with
this woman. If she was taking the cruise, and if she
wasn't meeting another man on the ship, she might
fill the bill, not to mention the empty half of the
double bed in his stateroom. His pulse quickened at
the thought. Yes, it was a long shot; but if he
played his cards right, there was a chance he could
become intimately acquainted with that luscious
body. And that was definitely something to look
forward to.
At the moment, all Sara Tolberg was looking forward
to was distance from Stephen. She was beyond mere
annoyance at him. In spite of the fact that she had
booked an airport limousine, he had insisted on
driving her in from Rochester at four o'clock this
morning. And now he was acting as if they were
lovers parting. It wasn't that she found his embrace
repulsive; she simply wasn't enjoying it. Didn't he
care that she wasn't kissing him back? She tried to
move away but he pulled her firmly back to him.
She would never have tolerated this display from any
other man. However, since the senator's health had
forced his retirement, Stephen and his fledgling
political career had been very important to her
father, and, of course, to her. Stephen knew very
well that although she
was seething, she'd never make a scene. Short of
hitting him or kneeing him in the groin, she didn't
know how to make him end his one-sided kiss.
She hadn't agreed to his marriage proposal, but he
seemed to think that simply stating his intentions
gave him some sort of rights over her. Of course,
her father had led him to believe that it was just a
matter of time before she came to her senses.
She managed to pull away from him and take a deep
breath.
"Goodbye, Stephen," she said, patting his cheek.
"You can tell the senator you got me safely to the
plane."
"I will. Is there anything else I can do for you, my
sweet?"
"No, nothing," she said, a little too vehemently.
She lightened her reply with a laugh. After all, she
reminded herself, she was fond of him. "You even
provided more than my quota of kisses for the next
two weeks," she added, dryly.
Stephen joined in her laughter, but though his lips
smiled and his laugh lines crinkled, there was
little amusement in his blue eyes.
"That was my intention," he said.
A few feet away, Mike wondered if maybe he'd heard a
trace of relief in the blond's laugh when she
finally ended the kiss with some sort of quip that
made Gray Suit smile. She looked more approachable
when she laughed.
As she was disengaging herself from Gray Suit's
arms, a short, gray-haired man in a three-piece suit
with a folded Wall Street Journal tucked under his
arm walked briskly past them. Without a hesitation
in his step, he stooped slightly, then continued on
his way with the blond's briefcase in his hand.
It took Mike a full second for the theft to register
and for him to shout, "Hey! Put that down."
It took even less time to get his body in motion. He
was already in full flight when he heard the blond
cry, "Stop him."
The gray-haired thief must be younger than he
looked. He sure could run and from the way he was
dodging around, he seemed to know the airport.
However, Mike's deck shoes had a better grip on the
tile floor than the thief's leather soles and his
speed was fueled by a completely inexplicable rage
at the thief for choosing the intriguing blond as
his victim. Mike had almost caught up to him when
his quarry suddenly turned a corner and headed
towards a door marked Airport Personnel Only.
Mike became aware that some one else had joined in
the pursuit.
"Stop him!" the man who was pounding along a few
feet behind him shouted.
The gray-haired man spurted towards the door. Mike
put on a burst of speed and was ready to tackle him
when the thief tossed his folded newspaper at Mike's
face.
Mike knocked it aside easily but the unexpected move
almost cost him his momentum. He cursed, then
launched himself at the man just as he was yanking
the door open. They crashed to the floor together
and the briefcase went flying. Mike immobilized the
smaller man easily with the sheer force of his
weight and wrenched his arm up between his shoulder
blades.
At that moment, the uniformed airport security
officer overtook them, still speaking on his
cordless telephone.
"Yes, we've got him. We're at the top of the
northeast stairs," he panted, replacing the receiver
on the hook at his belt.
"Thanks." He mopped his brow. "The lady screamed and
you were already chasing this guy before I was sure
what was happening. Man, you took off like a
rocket."
Mike was getting to his feet, still holding the
thief in an arm lock when two large men in airport
uniforms emerged from the stairway. Relinquishing
his prisoner to them, he brushed the dust off the
knees of his pants.
The garrulous security man who had followed Mike in
the chase was still talking. "I figure he's part of
the gang has been working the terminal for two weeks
now. It's a pretty good bet that people will keep
their valuables in their carry-ons. This is the
first break we've had. He looks a bit older than the
descriptions we have, but the technique's the same.
They've taken at least thirty pieces of hand luggage
that we know of but this is the first one we've
caught in the act." He stopped to take a breath.
"What time's your flight?"
"Eight o'clock."
"That's good. It won't take more than a few minutes
for you to give us a statement. Don't worry. You'll
make your flight," he assured him as his associates
snapped handcuffs on the wrists of the silent
middle-aged man.
Under closer scrutiny, he looked more like a
disgruntled banker than a luggage thief. The
security man retrieved the briefcase from its
resting place against the wall and checked the tag.
"Smart woman. She put the flight number on it. We'll
see that she gets her bag on the plane."
Mike leaned closer to
read the tag. The blond was on his flight. Great! Things
were looking up. But, first, he had to go and make his
statement. He'd learned many countries ago, that arguing
with minor officials only delayed proceedings. Resigned to
the inevitable, he followed the security officer to a nearby
airport office where he identified the stubbornly silent
thief and dictated a brief statement.
As he left the office, Mike shook his head at his impetuous
action. He had completely lost his cool. Jim Greco would
never believe that "good old Let's-go-over-that-again Mike"
had gone tearing off after a thief without a moment's
hesitation. His childhood buddy had played on Mike's
patriotism a few times to get him to do an unofficial errand
for the low-profile government agency that he worked for.
Jim always found Mike's caution and meticulous planning for
those missions amusing.
Why on earth had he gone chasing after the blond's
briefcase? Was he adding grandstanding to his new playboy
act? He was beginning to wonder if it was really preferable
to being understanding and infinitely usable. He set his
jaw. He was going to go through with it. No woman was ever
again going to walk all over Mike Garson.
The boarding had not begun yet when he entered the departure
lounge. He stood just inside the door and scanned the crowd
for S. Tolberg. That's how the discreet little tag on her
briefcase had identified her. She had even attached one of
the bright blue ms Theseus tags that informed him her cabin
was on Apollo Deck, the same deck as his own. Perfect.
A small group of First Class passengers were called for
boarding and began filing out of the lounge. S. Tolberg was
not among them. Then he spotted her. There was nothing
flamboyant about her trim pale green jacket and slacks, but
she drew his eye as if she had a spotlight trained on her.
She was sitting quietly by the huge windows that looked out
on the east-west air strip. She had a sketchbook on her lap
and was rapidly sketching a little boy who was seated
opposite her beside his dozing mother. So, she was an
artist.
The old Mike had always avoided artistic types, thought they
might be too emotional and quirky for his tastes. Maybe it
was time for a change of pace. Besides, S. Tolberg didn't
look either emotional or quirky. She seemed remarkably cool
and self-possessed for a woman who had just been robbed.
Her briefcase was already on the seat beside her. Spotting
the theft had been a stroke of luck. It gave him a good
excuse to approach her.
His mouth twisted in an ironic smile. Another blond. This
one was better looking than Angela. Her hair was longer and
paler and her figure was definitely trimmer but she appeared
to have the same talent for feigning passion as his
ex-fiancée. That poor guy who'd been kissing her certainly
hadn't received her full attention. She'd flushed guiltily
when he'd caught her checking the time. Was she hurrying to
another lover? He realized with a shock how disappointed
he'd be if she was.
When the airline representative announced the boarding of
the center section of the aircraft, S. Tolberg stood up.
Even though Mike's seat was in the same section, he decided
to wait until after she had boarded to get into line.
When she turned to pick up her briefcase, her loose blouse
tightened momentarily over breasts that were at least as
well-formed as her shapely derrière. He felt a slight
localized surge of heat at the possiblility of getting close
to her. What did he care if she had no more depth than a
glossy photograph? If she was available, she might suit him
very well.
He ignored the nudging of his conscience. His new attitude
was totally justified, he told himself as he took his place
at the end of the line. What had his considerate treatment
of women ever earned him?
He'd never had any trouble attracting women, but he had been
intimate with very few. He had chosen his chères amies
carefully and had gone out of his way to avoid misleading
them. He had made sure that each of those cherished friends
understood that their romance would last only until he moved
on to the next job in a few months. His recent experience
with Angela had certainly opened his eyes. Those former
lovers had probably been amused at his naive concern about
their feelings.
His big mistake had been breaking the rule of a lifetime
never to settle for second best. On his thirty-fifth
birthday, he had done some serious soul-searching and
accepted that as far as falling in love was concerned, he'd
missed the boat. If the exciting and loving woman of his
dreams existed, it was unlikely that he was ever going to
find her. However, if he wanted a wife and children of his
own, he would simply have to be more realistic about what he
expected in a wife.
During his annual return to the States to visit with his
parents last July, he'd been seduced as much by the
contentment of his brothers' lives and their warm
invitations to come home and join the family business as he
had by Angela. He'd known her since grade school and they
had dated occasionally over the years, but he hadn't slept
with her until this summer.
He'd thought they were going to have a good life together
built on mutual affection and trust. And they would have the
home and children they both wanted. Angela had agreed to
marry him in eight months' time when he finished building
the power plant in Africa.
He'd lived up to his part of the bargain. The lack of
passion in Angela's occasional newsy letters was no
surprise. He answered in kind. But he never expected to find
when he arrived home that she had eloped with her boss.
He prided himself on being a good judge of character, but he
sure had misread Angela. If the little girl he had protected
from bullies in grade school and who had been a good friend
for over twenty years could betray his trust, what woman
could be trusted?
Mike stood up abruptly and, with icy deliberation, picked up
his carry-on bag. From now on, he resolved, female
companions would join him at their own risk. He might be
embarking on his honeymoon without a bride, but he was not
going to be alone long!
ROMANCE READERS CHATS WITH THE
AUTHOR:
Welcome to Romance
Readers, Dee. Tell us a little about yourself and your
writing.
Dee: I'm the published author of six Romantic
Suspense/Mystery novels. Although most of my books are
available in paper, I have been involved with epublishing
for over six years as an author and editor.
I was happily married
to award-winning author, Terry Sheils. For over forty years,
writing was as important as breathing in our house.
We did however, find
time to have two well-loved daughters. My daughters and
their families are still a vital part of my life and the
habit of writing is a hard one to break.
I have always been more interested in where I’m going than
where I’ve been but I have to admit that growing up in a
Northern gold mining town has done almost as much as my
family life to shape my attitudes. When you rely on your own
resources and your imagination for entertainment, you are
never bored and set few limits on your achievements. The
rocky, forested terrain and harsh climate of my youth left
me with a passion for rugged scenery and a love for strong
independent men and women.
Even as a child I loved writing; however, my career
meandered through many different fields before I came to
devote all my time to it. I worked in record stores, drug
stores, the municipal tax department and for twenty-odd
years taught Creative writing to both adult and adolescent
classes.
Through it all, I never doubted that eventually I would
write novels. I expected that they would be mystery novels.
I read everything by Dorothy Sayers, Mary Steward and Helen
McGuinness. It was John D. MacDonald's Travis McGee stories
that taught me how important the male point of view is in a
romance. It was only about ten years ago that I realized
that the mysteries I chose to read usually had a strong
romantic aspect to them. Gradually, my own writing moved in
the same direction.
I've always been a reader but I discovered years ago that
losing myself in stories as I write them is even more
exciting because I have to be right inside my character's
head and living her life to make the scenes convincing. The
rush is addictive.
Can you tell us a bit about how you write? Do you use a
detailed outline? Do you have a favorite time of day for
writing?
I don't have a set writing schedule. I simply try to find at
least a couple of hours for writing every day.
I do, however, have an approach that I use with all my
novels. Once I have a crime and a setting that intrigues me,
I decide on a hero and a heroine and a villain. I honestly
don't know where these characters come from. They simply
exist in my mind. Then I subject each of the main characters
to what I call My Outrageously Rude Interview.
I spare no feelings in this interview. I recognize no
taboos. Some of the questions that I always use are: Which
current political figure do you find the most dishonest, the
most unappealing, the most believable? How old were you when
you had your first sexual experience? How many partners have
you had? What kind of man/woman appeals to you most? What
would be your reaction if you were to discover that your
brother or sister was gay? Are you deeply religious? As
there are thirty questions, each interview can take me as
long to write as a whole chapter. Of course, very few of the
details that I learn make it into the novel.
I do recommend this approach. Almost every reviewer comments
on how real and consistent my characters are. That's because
by the time I write the novel, the characters with all their
virtues and flaws are real to me.
Did CHANGE OF PLANS start with Mike, with Sara, or with a
plot idea?
CHANGE started a
little differently. First of all, the setting was avital
part of it. I wanted to set a story on a cruise.
My hero is a big, interesting, considerate guy who's been
taken advantage of for the last time. He decides to become a
heartless man-on-the-make during this holiday (perhaps for
the rest of his life).
Put him on a Caribbean cruise with a woman who doesn’t know
yet that there will be attempts on her life and the story
almost wrote itself.
Why a cruise?
To me, a Caribbean cruise is the most romantic setting in
the world. Over the years, my husband and I were fortunate
enough to sail on 25 of them! I know and love ships in all
the sea’s moods. When you stand on the deck watching the
foam of the wake gleaming in the moonlight and listen to the
waves whispering on the hull of the ship, all your senses
are awake. You feel the slow, sensuous motion of the ship,
and fill your lungs with humid salt sea air. Anything is
possible. When the night is dark and the ship is far from
land, it’s easy to imagine black deeds and heart-stopping
danger on the empty decks.
It’s the perfect setting for a Romantic Suspense novel. And
Sara is the right kind of Romantic Suspense heroine.She is a
strong, appealing woman who normally has a firm grip on the
direction of her life.
Suddenly, unexpected
events wrench control away from her. Her familiar world
becomes unpredictable and strange. She is in danger and
suspicious of everyone.
When I tried to imagine the right kind of hero for her, Mike
sprang full grown into my mind. He’s strong, practical, and
ready for some kind of a relationship. He comes to her aid.
Her aid, I say, not to her rescue. My heroine must still
have some part in saving herself. He is, of course,
marvelously attractive, capable and sexy.
Like your first three novels IN THE RUNNING, TIES THAT
BLIND (winner of the EPPIE Award for Contemporary Romance)
and MINE, CHANGE OF PLANS, is a Romantic Suspense/Mystery.
It is the first novel of your Dangerous Waters Series but I
notice that the next two in the series (GHOST OF A CHANCE
and UNQUIET SPIRITS) are listed as Paranormal. What caused
this shift in focus for you?
GHOST OF A CHANCE does not represent a real shift in focus.
At its core, Ghost is a Romantic Suspense/Mystery novel. Its
paranormal aspect is important but this is still a romance
not a ghost story.
Several readers
suggested that I give Bret, the good-looking,
ultra-self-possessed government agent in CHANGE OF PLANS, a
book of his own. I decided to shake him up emotionally by
confronting him with a lovely...if bloody...ghost in the
first chapter. Then when he is still reeling from that
shock, having him fall under the sensuous spell of the
ghost's identical twin sister. Together they discover the
ghost's murderer.
One of the charms of electronic publishing is that a writer
doesn't have to worry about crossing genres. You can add a
ghost if you like. It's wonderful to have the opportunity to
add eerie, chilling scenes to the mix of tense scenes where
the heroine is in physical danger and hot, sensuous ones
where it is her emotional well-being that is under fire.
What would you tell writers trying to break into
epublishing?
I can't stress enough that the readers of ebooks are often
snatching moments to read. With the burgeoning sales of
handheld readers (Palms, Pocket PCs, eBookwise ereaders,
etc.), many people simply take a hand-held device out of
their pockets or purses and read for a few minutes on the
subway, on a bus, waiting in a doctor's office, between
appointments, taking a break at their desks.
That means that your
story line must be clear-cut.
Flashbacks can be
confusing in this style of reading.
Characters must be
distinctive. Look out for names that look similar on the
page. I had a problem with this in Ghost of a Chance. The
marvelously attractive twin government agents being named
Bret and Bart in Change of Plans was mildly amusing. Having
to deal with two major characters in Ghost with almost
interchangeable names was definitely not as much fun.
Look at your first chapters critically. If they are slow
starting, cut the backstory to the nub. You can always fill
the reader in about past events later. Be aware that shorter
sentences and paragraphs look better on the smaller pages of
a hand-held reader. Don't change your writing style. But be
aware that you should avoid paragraphs that trail on for
several of the shorter pages.
Make sure your dialogue sounds natural. Don't forget that
each speaker has his own voice and rhythms of speech. Check
the dialogue by reading it aloud. Capture your reader's
curiosity in the first few pages. Those are probably all you
will be given.
You won the EPPIE Award for Contemporary Romance for TIES
THAT BLIND. Can you tell the readers about the award and
what winning it means to you.
EPIC (Electronically Published Internet Connection) is an
organization of authors published by royalty paying,
epublishing houses. The EPPIES are awarded annually at the
EPICon. I am proud that TIES THAT BLIND was one of the
inaugural EPPIE winners. It is a tremendous honor to have
judges of the EPIC panel’s caliber choose my book. It has
given me a lot of confidence as an author.
This year's EPICon is
being held at the historic Menger Hotel in San Antono, Texas
from March 16-19. I'm proud to be presenting the EPPIE for
the best Romantic Suspense novel of 2005 at the awards
banquet. And I'll be doing a reading from GHOST OF A CHANCE
at 2:30 pm, Saturday, March 18, at the eFiesta. From what I
hear, the eFiesta will be an exciting event with
entertainment, goodies, prizes and education, and authors
demonstrating their ereaders. This event will be held on
Alamo Plaza, a lovely park just outside the Alamo. I'm
really looking forward to the experience.
Will you be attending any other conventions or events
this year?
From May 16 to 21st, I will be attending the Romantic
Times Booklovers' Convention at the Hilton Hotel Resort in
Daytona Beach, Florida. I'm participating in the huge
booksigning at the hotel on Saturday, May 20th.
Then, from June 9 to 12th, I will be attending the Bloody
Words Mystery conference at the Toronto Marriott Eaton
Centre in Toronto, Ontario, Canada.
I would dearly love to
meet any readers who are in the vicinity of any of these
events. However, if you can't be there and would like to
find out more about me, my website is <http://www.deelloyd.com>.
You'll find a bio, excerpts of my books, recipes, an article
about handheld ebook readers and PDAs, even a free
downloadable cookbook. Soon, there'll even be a photo of my
spaniel, Farley curled up with my granddaughter's cat,
Slayer. Can you resist?
CHANGE OF PLANS is your first release from Amber Quill
Press. Will they be publishing any of your other books?
I'm happy to announce
that they will! GHOST OF A CHANCE (second novel in the
Dangerous Waters Series) will be re-released in April. I
must emphasize that, although the heroes of the second and
third novel appeared in CHANGE OF PLANS, each story in the
Dangerous Waters series can stand completely on its own.
UNQUIET SPIRITS (third
novel in the Dangerous Waters Series) will be re-released in
May.
In June, TIES THAT
BLIND (My EPPIE -winning Romantic suspense novel) will be
re-released.
And in June, AQP will
re-release MINE. This is one of my favorite stories, set in
the central Ontario lake country I love.
So, what's next for Dee Lloyd?
At the moment, I am trying to find time to work on a new
paranormal romantic suspense story. DREAM MAN (This is the
working title.) is a love story, a ghost story, a tale of
reincarnation and soul mates and of magic. Whew!
Marta, the heroine, has grown up with an aunt who is a
famous psychic but has always resisted her influence.
I fell in love with the hero the moment he first visited the
heroine in her dreams. He is strong, determined, funny, out
of his element and, of course, good-looking.
Yes. I must finish this story.
Whatever happens, being in the opening stages of the
epublishing phenomenon is humbling and exciting. I share the
mood of wonder and eagerness that Tennyson has the older
Ulysses express, “..all experience is an arch wherethro’
Gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades
Forever and forever when I move.”
Truly, the horizon keeps moving no matter how quickly you
rush towards it. And the glimpses of the view beyond are
breathtaking!