Month: January 2018

I will always thank my mom for instilling in me a love of reading, from Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys to Sartre and Kant. At the risk of sounding kinda shallow, however, the books I’ve loved and turn back to time after time are not on the Sartre end of the reading scale. The first book I remember reading outside good old Nancy was a YA offering called When Sara Smiled (Kathleen Robinson). That book has stayed with me all these years because it had a smidgen of romance and was about a girl about my age, plus, it led into other growing up type books like Then Came November (Nan Gilbert) and Minnow Vail (Winifred Cover). But another reason Sara stayed with me is because of the contrast between the early 1960s and the cultural change that smashed into all of us just a few years later was so extreme. The teens in those books had problems, sure, but those problems paled in comparison to drugs, free love, and rebellion that went far beyond rock and roll.

Eventually books like When Sara Smiled led to my favorite book of all time, Doctor Zhivago (Boris Pasternak) that taught me through beautiful prose and imagery about another cultural revolution. Let’s face it. There are too many wonderful books to pick just one! 😉

Thanks!
Dee
Naval Maneuvers coming soon from Black Velvet Seductions

The other night hubby and I were at one of our favorite family-style restaurants in town. Our server wore a pair of glasses that one couldn’t help but notice—and I did. They were tortoise shell in color but with large frames that boasted small little flares on the outer tops. Like wings or cats’ ears. I loved them. Finally, I had to comment on how cute they were. She proudly told me that she’d bought them online and how inexpensive they were. “And they’re prescription, too!”

Now, it wouldn’t have occurred to me that she would be wearing a pair of glasses with plain glass in the frames. She wasn’t purely showing off. She needed glasses and she bought flamboyant frames to hold the prescription glass. I loved it! They really seemed to suit her personality.

I have worn glasses since I was 15. I’ve never considered wearing contacts and the main reason is I’ve always considered glasses to be a way to hide. I was always kind of shy (still am in groups larger than four or five) and glasses were a good method of holding myself back from others. Since seeing our cute waitress and how happy she seemed to be “out there,” I’ve thought about the difference between us and how it shows in something as simple as a pair of glasses.

What’s your style? Do you hide behind glasses or some other device?

Or do you happily let your personality shine?

To write or not to write. That is the question, to paraphrase the bard. I took this question to mean what would I be if I couldn’t be a writer, instead of what would I do if I couldn’t write books on the side. Let’s see. If not a writer, I’d have been a clerk, a librarian, a truck driver, a teacher, a technical writer, and an editor, in various, multiple scenarios.

Fact is, I never planned to be a writer. I didn’t grow up saving journals stacked high full of stories I’d imagined for years, or regaling my friends and relatives with fantasy and other tidbits of make believe. I’d always planned to be something in medicine or archaeology. When I attended college there were no writing courses or fine arts degrees, so I suppose it’s not so strange that I never thought of writing as any kind of pastime, much less a career. Instead, a few years after graduation, hubby and I went trucking. Then suddenly I had lots of opportunities to make up stories about places and people we’d seen stories I kept stored in my mind.

Years later, when I was hard up for something to do with myself for a few months, my husband suggested I take some of those ideas and put them into a book. That’s the first time I ever considered the wonderful world of authorship and for a few years all I did was write. It was glorious! If someone had tried to make me stop then, I’d have poked them with my virtual pen. Then life stepped in and I went back to work full time. Now I’ve come back to writing again and it’s like coming home in the best way. So what would I do if I couldn’t write? Nothing else so rewarding or satisfying.

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Naval Maneuvers coming soon from Black Velvet Seductions

As an erotic romance author, my biggest goal is to have my work appeal to readers who enjoy their romance on the steamier side. Well, I’m a reader as well as a writer, and I love noticing how other writers bring out the best qualities of a sexy hero and heroine. After all, if those main characters don’t make our hearts go pitter patter, it’s likely the book as a whole won’t either. So this week, my question to you is, what makes a hero—the male lead—someone you can root for and love?

Years ago, a reviewer said of Cooper in The Cinderella Curse that “Dee sure knows her men.” That comment made me happy because I love men and I love making them come alive in my books. Cooper, the photographer who makes over Charlotte, Cinderella style, is more of a beta hero. He is strong and confident and right there on hand to help Charlotte recognize the beauty he saw in her even when she was a “plain Jane.” He helps, but he doesn’t rush in and impose his will on her.

The space jockeys in The Bride of the Pryde, however, are all alpha men: domineering, quick to make demands and even quicker to expect them to be carried out. Good thing the heroine, Susan, is just as alpha. Still, as a woman, she responds to their total maleness when she comes up against them (pun intended).

I’ve written all kinds of heroes in my erotic romances, but I’m interested in what you think make a hero wonderful. Is it his strength, his humor, his decisiveness, or tenderness? Do you like a man to stand strong but silent beside his heroine when they’re with others but take charge between the sheets or do you like him to express his will with the heroine in all ways?

We all have men in our lives, fictional or real, who make us sit up and take notice. Let me know your favorite hero and what appeals to you about him. Thanks!

Someone just asked me the other day if a character I wrote in Passionate Destiny had anything to do with my husband, Jack. The character’s name is Jackson, and while his character is not much like hubby’s, I like to include some variation of Jack’s name in most of my books. (Ever notice how many heroes and/or villains are named Jack?) If I don’t actually use his name, I usually add something of him, like noting his alma mater, Virginia Military Institute (go, VMI!), in Impatient Passion, or a description of where he took me on our honeymoon in my latest book, Naval Maneuvers. I think every author puts something of themselves in their books—we draw from what we know or have experienced, right?

I think also, that writing itself is such a personal endeavor. We’re often writing alone, in our own little worlds. I feel like each and every book is a kind of mini-Me in some way. Can’t get much more personal than that. 😉 My biggest goal is that the personal bits I add to my works will be liked and enjoyed by readers!

Thanks!
Dee S. Knight
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