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If your book were made into a movie, who would you want to play your main characters? Complete unknowns. Established stars bring every movie they’ve ever made with them.
How do you come up with the titles of your books? For the Smoky Blue series, my editor and I thought up some one-word descriptions of the Smoky Mountains.
What does your writing space look like? I have two. My writing space in San Antonio is a quiet desk in the corner of my bedroom. At our lake house, I have a computer table set up looking out at the water.
What do you enjoy doing when you’re not writing? I play five musical instruments and jam and perform with two groups. (Yes, I play the dulcimer like my heroine, and play the same songs she does. I also play the ukulele of my heroine Leilani in ‘Evergreen’.)
What is your favourite color? Hot pink, preferably with white rhinestones
What is your favourite pleasure food? A big plate of Mexican food, complete with guacamole
What is your favourite season? Christmas
What is your favourite television show? Don’t have one. I’d rather spend my time reading a good romance novel.
What is your favourite movie? Close Encounters of the Third Kind
Who is your favourite actor? The late Charlton Heston in his earlier movies
What is your favourite song? Brudda Iz’s ‘Over the Rainbow’
What is your favourite comfort clothing attire? Shorts and an Aloha shirt. Here in San Antonio I wear that 8 months out of 12. For our short, imaginary winter I wear jeans and a T-shirt
What books might we find on your bedside table? None there. However, if you check the I-pad on my so-comfortable sofa in the family room, you will find the absolute latest release of just about all the contemporary romance authors currently at work
Describe yourself in three words. Writer, teacher, doer
The widow of a lying drug dealer, dulcimer-player Kylie Barstow Richards finds herself struggling to see through the mist of the Smoky Mountains to the truth-about her life, about the nightclub where she works, and about the bluegrass-playing musician who has arrived to steal her heart.
Kylie looked Ren in the eye. “How much of that is the truth and how much of it was bullshit?”
Ren’s lips firmed. “It’s the truth, every damned bit of it. And that’s also why I did what I did. The DEA honestly thought you were guilty. A drug dealer took out one of my best friends, Kylie. I’ve missed Jerry every day for the last two years.”
“And that justifies what you did to me? Sorry, Ren. Not buying it. And I don’t care what your reasons for lying were, a liar is a liar. And I can’t stand liars.”
“I get that, Kylie. Look, obviously we blew it, and I’m just as sorry as I can be that I hurt you.”
“If you can be believed, which I seriously doubt.”
“I do mean it. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”
“I am, too, Ren. I was just beginning to have a little bit of faith and trust again and you very effectively managed to take that away from me. Congratulations. I will probably never trust another man as long as I live.”
“Aw, Kylie, no.” Ren leaned forward. “Look, I know there is no way I can take back the lies I’ve already told. But I can promise you this. I will never, ever lie to you again about anything.”
Kylie shrugged. “And now I’m supposed to believe that? Ren, I’m sorry. The damage is done. The trust is broken. Kind of like Humpty Dumpty.”
“I understand. But Kylie, I’m going to tell you the truth from now on whether you believe me or not.”
“Knock yourself out.”
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Author of twenty six romance novels, Emily Mims combined her writing career with a career in public education until leaving the classroom to write full time. The mother of two sons and grandmother of three, she and her husband Charles live in central Texas but frequently visit grandchildren in eastern Tennessee and Georgia. She plays the piano, organ, dulcimer, and ukulele and belongs to two performing bands. She says, “I love to write romances because I believe in them. Romance happened to me and it can happen to any woman-if she’ll just let it.”