writers | Dani Jace. Romance Author

This week’s questions are from Ronnie Allen. Hope you’ve already visited with Veronica Forand

When do you decide that you’ve done enough editing and changes would now be making it different, not better? So it’s the time to submit.

Being in a critique group helps. Most of the last novel I finished had been critiqued by the group and then I asked my PRO mentor to go through it again. Now I’m letting it sit while I finish a novella. Being away from the book for a few weeks will help me see the story with fresh eyes and then I’ll run through one more time before submitting.

When and how do you accept change advice by rejection letters and critique partners?

Rejections from publishers are hard to decipher even if they give you a reason, as most site generalities like – It wasn’t engaging. This can mean many things. It wasn’t until joining a critique group and having a multi-published author line edit me did I really understand my writing issues. Hopefully, I’ve corrected most of them. I’ll see soon enough when my first edits return from my Lyrical editor.

When you’re not writing, how do you spend your day or do you create your day around your writing?

I work full time and write during evenings and weekends. My husband and I are more or less homebodies so it works out. Writing is a large part of my life, but it doesn’t stop me from engaging in real life. Writing supplements the mundane day to day. Getting into a story I’m writing is more exciting than anything I could be watching on TV.

Veronica Forand has a new release in October with Susan Scott Shelly titled, Tackled by the Girl Next Door. It’s about a football player and I can’t wait!!!

Meggan Connors is published in multi romance genres and is next on the hop.

This week’s blog hop is about dishing on a first kiss. My own was rather lacking and hoped you might better enjoy this fictional kiss from my WIP novella, Game On! Hope you’ve checked out Vicki Mixon’s kiss already, now here’s mine:

Bowing his head while glancing at his plate of bacon and eggs, Heath asked, “So, you really want my body? Or is this about proving to GiGi you’re over your ex?”

She frowned and paused as their server refilled their coffee. “That’s a failing grade on you psych eval, Mr. Lancaster. “I’m a take me as-I-am kinda woman.”

“Duly noted.” He studied her.

“Back to your question. The answer is absolutely, but I’m not in any hurry. Anticipation is part of the fun.” She passed him a subtle wink.

His nostrils flared. “What body part is first in your little game?”

“Your lips.” Her tongue glide over her own.

Heath’s baby blues consumed Jordan like the hottest flame. From there, their brunch ended quickly and they made their way to the parking lot.

Maybe it was his southern charm, but he put her at ease. She’d initiated the sexual game as a test, but his subtle blush roused her inner animal, inciting her to play.

Unlocking her car, she couldn’t help drooling over his tricked out Jeep. Maybe she could talk him into taking the bad machine to OBX for a ride on the beach? She’d be willing to do something special for him. Damn, she was getting ahead of herself. They hadn’t even kissed.

With him so close behind her, she bumped into his bulk as she turned to say goodbye. His clean scent washed over her like a wave, reminding her of the ocean. Straight, masculine lips parted as he caught her staring.

His hand snaked around to her waist bringing her against him. The man felt like solid wall of muscle. One she’d like to climb up and ride.

Her breath hitched as his body warmed hers. She darted her tongue to lick her lower lip in a teasing gesture.

The blue of his eyes darkened as he leaned closer.

She inhaled slowly with her eyes barely open, sweeping her cheek across his jaw in a slow sensual glide. Meeting his lips, she nibbled, then roved her hands over his broad shoulders, before clasping her fingers behind his neck.

As she traced her tongue along the seam of his lips, he seemed to fight the urge to control the kiss, allowing her to remain in charge…until she toyed too long.

Before she begged entry, he pressed her against the car. Hip to hip, Jordan shivered at the bulge in his shorts as his hot tongue met hers and explored. Her feet left the ground as he continued his sensual assault.

For a year she’d been in exile, avoiding the male species. Heath’s sexy kiss awakened the woman she’d hidden from the world. A hunger stirred in her lower belly and spread. She’d never been attracted to athletes, but this semi-pro football player had her head spinning.

He smiled after his mouth parted hers. “Wow, it’d be fun to work a little longer on that part.”

Her cheeks heated in agreement aa she reached behind to open her door. “I’ll call you…”

Rhenna Morgan‘s kiss is next. Hop on over.

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