I get asked a lot if I base my characters on real people or if they’re products of my imagination. Well, they are totally made up people. Perhaps a compliation of a dozen people I’ve met or seen with the extra baggage of a past that I’ve created.
Characters go much deeper than a picture, though I often go through magazines and clip photos of celebrities or models that fit my mental image of the character and post them just for a quick reference. But that image has to “talk” to me in some way.
They can’t just be a name or pretty face (or a not so pretty face.) I have to see an expression or attitude that fits a mood or a trait of the character.
A couple of times I’ve made collages of works in
progress. Here’s the one I made for A Cowboy Christmas which debuts in Oct. I’m not a huge Matthew McConaughey fan but his pose in this ad for Stetson was perfect for my hero. So were the images of the other actors and models. When I combined them all (in a not so artistic fashion) it helped to keep the conflicts of each character right in front of my eyes.
Of course there are some real people that just stand out for one reason or another. Like Johnny Depp.
In Pirate Tycoon Forbidden Baby, my July release from Harlequin Presents, I couldn’t get the image of Johnny Depp from my mind. I kept seeing him as Captain Jack Sparrow, and then as the suave celebrity of today on my fictional island in the Carribean. That odd duel image fit my hero, Andre Gauthier, who was a decendent of French Pirates and was a modern day corporate raider.
I’m giving away an autographed copy of Pirate Tycoon Forbidden
Baby to one lucky commenter. If you’re an author, have you used celebrities as character models? If you’re a reader, have you imagined an actor portraying a character in a novel you’re read?
The winner will be announced on Sunday.
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In my October book, Taken by the Laird, I wrote a prologue that takes place in St. George’s Church in Mayfair – the fashionable place for weddings in the early nineteenth century. Only the villains appear in the prologue, and they’re waiting for the heroine (the intended bride) to appear. They show their true colors during that one scene, and it becomes clear why the heroine has slipped away and fled London during the night, just before her wedding.



I can’t wait to see what other magic and music await me on my tour…..
I love reunion stories. Of the nine books I’ve had published, four of them are reunion stories. That is, stories with couples who fell in love when they were young, only to break up or–even better–whose love was unrequited. Oh the emotion! The angst! The turmoil!
Recently, I’ve had a spate of celebrity dreams…wonderful dreams, really, in which I am dear friends (or romantically linked) with a celebrity. Sometimes, it’s not the celebrity I’d expect. In one such dream, for example, John Cusack was my boyfriend. I don’t really like John Cusack…well, of course I don’t know him, so I can’t truly say, but if he came up to me in a bar and offered to buy me a drink, I’d have to turn him down. But in the dream, we were quite in love.
Once, I dreamed that Russell Crowe was my husband. This was an unusual dream, because it was set in the 1800s. Russ was a sea captain. Our little daughter and I were going down to the docks to greet him after a long sea voyage. Even in the dream, I was a little giddy at the sight of Russ clad in breeches. And he was my husband, know what I’m saying? Boo-yah!
Not that long ago, I dreamed that Joe Torre and I were driving around Connecticut in a pickup truck. Derek Jeter and my two kids were sitting in the backseat, horsing around. Joe and I were looking for a wife for Derek, who is indeed single…basically, Joe and I were just driving around, hoping to see someone suitable. Then Derek leaned forward and admitted that he didn’t want to do this, because, you see, he was already in love. With me. I said, “Derek, that’s so sweet, but I’m older than you are.” (Just a teensy bit…well, okay, nine years). “And I have two kids!” Derek told me he already loved my kids, and he would adopt them as his very own.
A few days ago, I dreamed of Daniel Craig. But he wasn’t Daniel Craig or James Bond…he was the hero of one of my books, and I was the heroine. Didn’t want to wake up from that one, let
me tell you. I also dreamed that Tim Gunn of Project Runway was my best friend, and I was at his gorgeous apartment in Manhattan for a party. I don’t know if Tim has a gorgeous apartment in Manhattan, but I bet he does. Project Runway has a raffle or something…the prize is lunch with Tim. I’m going to enter.
In its various forms, love scenes are probably one of the most discussed topics at romance writers’ conferences. Love scenes are an integral part of romance writing yet for some writers the thought of writing one can strike the same amount of fear as the dreaded synopsis. I can’t tell you there is no reason to be afraid, sex, unlike synopses, can actually have fearful roots. But I can tell you that there was a time when I found writing love scenes to be rather uncomfortable, yet now they tend to be one of my favorite scenes to write.
The first step to writing love scenes (okay, so I lied, apparently I am giving you a step-by-step guide) is to ignore those around you. If you sit down to write a love scene and immediately you worry about your cousin or your mother or your in-laws, then it will paralyze you. As a romance writer, we have a built-in readership, it’s not our job to recruit new readers, though pulling people over to the dark side is always fun. But our readership is already used to graphic love scenes, they will not be embarrassed by what you have to offer them, so you shouldn’t be embarrassed.
Plus I often will add one earlier or later than I would have expected. This isn’t the only aspect of my writing that is fluid, but it seems to be more so any other element. This is one way you can overcome the embarrassed feelings from above. If you really focus on the story and the characters, then the love scenes will be more natural, feel less forced.
Keep in mind that love scenes (at least in romance novels) are rarely about the choreography, but rather the emotion they bring to the surface and the sexual tension. Romance readers love sexual tension. The number one element required to create sexual tension is awareness. It’s not just about having your hero notice your heroine’s breasts or your heroine notice your hero’s muscles. Yes, those can be included, but there should be more. This, of course, goes back to character. I once wrote a book (I think it was A Study in Scandal) where the hero was obsessed with the heroine’s gloves and how many tiny buttons lay across the tender flesh of her wrist.
He notices this is more than one scene and for him those gloves are sexy. Layering that in leaves a trail of sexual awareness from the first moment he sees those gloves to the moment he removes one. Start small, little things make a big difference.







































































