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Romance Weekly – April 1 #LoveWriteChat #Blog

This week:  Who’s my Rock of Gibralter and handling bad advice…

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CoquinaHow do you find the appropriate setting for the story or does it find you?

Local beaches are part of my brand, so my stories are usually set in Southeastern Virginia or the Outer Banks of North Carolina. However, that doesn’t mean my characters don’t travel to other parts of the country and world.

Who is your support system for your writing, family, friends and or other writers?

Both my critique group buddies and our chapter’s PRO liaison have been my rock. I also bounce ideas off my son since he’s actually read a couple of my manuscripts. Hubby leaves me alone which is support from what I’m told.

What is the worst writing advice you ever received and how did you MessageInBottlebigstockphoto_Message_In_A_Bottle_1181838deal with it?

I don’t recall any outlandish advice. I’ve learned something from every critique and every rejection. Being in a critique group has shown me the wide variety of tastes in readers and I try to keep that in mind with regard to advice and reviews.

Thanks to Sharon Kennedy for this week’s Romance Weekly questions. Please click on LaNora Mangano to see who stands by her. I love hearing from you!

White Doe: Twisted Need #8Sunday #Bloghop

Weekend Warrior WritersWhite Doe is an erotic paranormal novella set in the Outer Banks of North Carolina. Shane is shape-shifting hawk descended from the Croatan Tribe and just lost his great-grand father who was their tribe’s chieftain. While paying his respects to his great aunt Nona, he runs into Dory, a former f*¢k buddy turned stalker. The only person he really hopes to see is his lost love, Cheyenne. A couple hours later, after taking all the mingling he could endure, he pecks Nona on the cheek and slips away.

 Turning the block for home, his gut tightened when he spied the red Mustang in his driveway. He slammed the kickstand down and cut the engine. All he wanted was to get drunk and fall asleep. With a roll of his shoulders he tried to work out the tension coiled in his neck.

?????????“Thought you could use some company,” Dory said, slipping out of her car.

“You thought wrong.” He fumbled in his pocket for the house key and then marched inside to the kitchen.

“I know you loved Jasper.” She followed. “You’re hurting.”

He stopped and studied her a second. She was easy to read, like the back of a cereal box. Her attempt to console him came from her own twisted need.

WhiteDoe_EbookCover_600X900Right now White Doe is on sale for 99c at Amazon. Hope you’ve enjoyed this week’s snippet and will hop over to other Weekend Writing Warriors‘ blogs.