Saturday, August 24, 2013

Satin Sheets Romance - Guest Author - Gerri Brousseau

We are so excited to have you! 

Thank you so much for inviting me to slip between the Satin Sheets, and share with your readers today.
Although I’m an author, first and long before I ever wrote the words, “Chapter One,” I was a reader. An avid reader. I read at least one book per week, and sometimes more. I read mostly romance, and I’m particularly drawn to historical romance, but also read many other genres now as well.  Before the advent of the e-reader, I visited my local book store once a month and purchased 4-6 novels, which would be devoured like a luscious dessert. 
Often times while wandering among the shelves in Barnes & Noble, I would be attracted to a cover, intrigued by the blurp on the back of the book, and so, I would purchase the book. Most of the time, I enjoyed the novel, but every once in a while I discovered that judging the book by its cover was a mistake. Sometimes I became so disheartened by the book that I would ask myself how the book ever came to be published. Keep in mind that although I had been writing my entire life, at this point in time I had never attempted the task of writing a novel.
When I sat down to write, when I penned the words, “Chapter One,” I had o idea how to write a full length novel, but one thing I did know was that I wanted to write the type of book that I enjoyed reading. I started to think about what annoyed me in the books that I read and did not like. One of the major things was when an author didn’t tie up loose ends. I vowed I would never do that, and I hope that I have kept that promise. I knew I wanted to write a story that would draw my reader into the world of my characters, that would allow my readers to related to the emotions tugging at the heart of my heroine, and that even though I would take my readers through many twists and turns, I would provide them with a happy and satisfying ending. When writing my first novel, I actually made a hand-written list of all the issues I had created for my hero and heroine, and crossed them off the list as I resolved them. By the time I penned my third novel, To Kill a Monarch, I had developed a system of checks and balance, which I hope works.
Regardless of what I’m writing, my goal as an author is to provide an entertaining escape for my readers. As an author, I’m always interested in interacting with readers to find out what they like, what they don’t like, and what they would like to see. I’m always interested, so please share your thoughts with me. Readers always want to know more about authors, so I’m happy to answer any questions (well, almost any questions) that you ask me.
Now, I would like to tell you a little bit about my newest release, To Kill a Monarch.
Whispers in dark allies say Napoleon’s best assassin, The Falcon, has been sent to London to kill the Monarch. The problem – The Falcon’s identity is known only to the French Emperor. Sir Walter Tinsdale’s new partner, Philip Hamilton, arrives to discover their mission is to find the elusive bird of prey before he strikes. But their nemesis is like a phantom and always one step ahead of them. Enter the lovely Miss Charlotte Winston, the object of Sir Tinsdale’s affections, as well as those of Philip Hamilton. Unlikely alliances, deception, murder, and suicide will keep you turning the pages until the identity of The Falcon is finally revealed. With all the seduction and action of a James Bond movie, To Kill a Monarch is like 007 in 1811.
Sound interesting? I sure hope so. Want more? How about an excerpt?
Phillip lifted the lid off the terrine. The rich aroma of the thick beef stew rose with the steam that swirled above the heavy pot. A loaf of bread wrapped in a linen cloth still held the heat of the oven and his stomach growled, reminding him that he had not eaten since breakfast.
“Come, Charlotte. I’m famished. Let us dine. And after we eat, I have another surprise for you.”
“Another surprise?”
“Yes, I have a little gift for you.”
She sauntered toward the table only stopping when she came to stand beside him. “A gift?”
“What is it?”
“It’s a surprise. Now come, let us eat.”
“Will I like it?”
“I hope you will.”
“Tell me what it is.”
“You will have to wait until after dinner to see.”
“Phillip, why do you tease me so?”
“As I believe I have already told you, Madam, you have yet to sample the extent of my teasing. But after dinner I intend to give you a full ration.”