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Kristan Higgins is a New York Times bestselling author and two-time winner of the Romance Writers of America RITA Award. Her books have been called "perfect entertainment for a girl's night in" (Booklist), "hilarious and heartfelt" (Romance Junkies) and "the best I've ever read" (Kristan's husband).

Kristan is the mother of two lovely children, the wife of a firefighter and the owner of a very naughty dog. She loves to eat out, watch movies and of course, read.

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Kristan Higgins

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Kristan Higgins is a New York Times bestselling author and two-time winner of the Romance Writers of America RITA Award. Her books have been called "perfect entertainment for a girl's night in" (Booklist), "hilarious and heartfelt" (Romance Junkies) and "the best I've ever read" (Kristan's husband).

Kristan is the mother of two lovely children, the wife of a firefighter and the owner of a very naughty dog. She loves to eat out, watch movies and of course, read.

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Kate S., you’ve won a copy of a book from Kim Law! Contact her at her website or via Facebook.

Kristan Higgins

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Kristan Higgins is a New York Times bestselling author and two-time winner of the Romance Writers of America RITA Award. Her books have been called "perfect entertainment for a girl's night in" (Booklist), "hilarious and heartfelt" (Romance Junkies) and "the best I've ever read" (Kristan's husband).

Kristan is the mother of two lovely children, the wife of a firefighter and the owner of a very naughty dog. She loves to eat out, watch movies and of course, read.

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Who are you . . . and who should you be?

First off, thank you Kristan for hosting me here! And hello to everyone!! I’m thrilled to be hanging out with you all today.

If you’ve read any of my books, you’ll likely notice a similar theme running through most of them. That being…BE THE YOU YOU WERE BORN TO BE!

I suspect this comes from the fact that I’m the youngest child of three and I remember in my early years always being compared to my older sister. My mom getting my hair cut in the same style my sister had hers done (the Dorothy Hamill haircut, anyone remember that?). Or being signed up for things my sister had done and liked. Not being signed up for things she hadn’t liked. And though my brother was even older—and a boy—it happened with some him too. I learned to play the piano because he loved it. (And honestly, I love it too. But not as much as him!)

Anyway, all of this . . . Drove. Me. Crazy.

I was me! Not her. Not my brother. I hated having to do things the same as others. I hated being told I couldn’t do things because, “I wouldn’t like it.” How did they know? I hadn’t gotten to try it yet! I hadn’t gotten to figure out what I did or didn’t like!

This type of upbringing (and no, I’m not mad at my mother…this is simply an honest explanation of how those things affected me) led to me absolutely hating to be compared to other people. What I do has no relevance on what someone else is doing (or has done) and vice versa. Nor does what you are doing! We are each our own people, and we should each been seen that way. It’s a feeling I’m clearly passionate about. J Thus, this tends to show up in my books.

As usual, “being you” is not missing from my upcoming book. Sprinkles on Top, book three of my Law-SprinklesOnTop-14814-CV-FT-v2Sugar Springs novels, releases August 19th and is Holly Marshall’s story. Holly is the youngest child of five children—the other four being brothers—and has always been watched over and treated like . . . well, the little sister. This behavior led to her feeling as if she has no real place in life. Nothing that is hers.

She tries to fit in with her family’s businesses, but is always left feeling like something is a little off. As if she knows there’s more to her than the cook/waitress at the diner or the fill-in person at the bed-and-breakfast. She’s loved and she has a great life, but she wants more! And she actually has a lot more to offer.

Holly has a hobby she’s kept from her family and friends her whole life. Something that means a lot to her, but she doesn’t have the confidence in herself to believe it’s more than a hobby. However, it’s finally pulling at her, demanding to be heard. Only, if she shares it, she worries others will laugh at her. That they will think it’s simply a hobby.  

She worries she’ll fail.

This is Holly’s battle in Sprinkles. Does she show the world who she really is? Or does she continue hiding behind being the little sister? I suspect you all know how this will turn out, but maybe not her exact journey to getting there. I hope you’ll consider giving Sprinkles a try, but I equally hope you’ll look at yourself and make sure you are being who you were born to be!

Years ago, I often heard the question: If you were given a million dollars and could do anything you wanted with your life, what would you do? My answer was always “be an author.” So I’ll ask you, if money was no object, what would you do with your life? And maybe you’re already doing it!

I’ll be gifting a Kindle copy of the first two books in my Sugar Springs series, Sugar Springs and Sweet Nothings, to one commenter from this post. The contest is open until midnight tomorrow night (August 15th), and the winner will need to be in a country where Amazon does business. Thanks for stopping by!

 

Blurb:

For Holly Marshall, there’s no such thing as a perfect match. That’s reflected in the unpredictable, fun clothing combos the aspiring artist wears around her hometown of Sugar Springs—and in her inability to fit in anywhere else. But when she sets out to prove to her family that she’s ready to grow up by settling down, could she have found her perfect mismatch in a play-by-the-book guy wearing a business suit?

High-powered attorney Zack Winston is a man who always gets what he wants. While Holly wouldn’t mind sampling what Zack so deliciously has to offer, she needs someone who plans to stick around—and Zack’s disdain of small towns suggests he won’t. But as the camaraderie of Sugar Springs begins to charm, and Zack’s brothers show what family is all about, he and Holly may just get the chance to have it all…if they’re brave enough to reach out and take it.

 

Excerpt:

“You’re different than most women.” Zack spoke quietly.

The twist of Holly’s mouth wasn’t a smile. “Tell me about it.”

She turned back to the river and he felt the loss as if the sun had blinked out.

“That’s a good thing,” he told her. When she didn’t reply, he picked up her hand and turned it over in his. Her fingers were soft beneath the slide of his thumb. “Always being the same is boring.”

He thought of the women he dated. Each and every one of them was the same.

Holly closed her eyes. “But being me doesn’t get me noticed.”

He kept the laugh in as he peeked in the dark down to the floorboard. Her shoes were bright red tonight. With sequins. He didn’t know how that couldn’t be noticed. “How do you figure?”

Her face tilted higher toward the sky, and against the backdrop of the blue night, he detected sadness tugging at her features. She should never be sad.

“I’m everyone’s pal.” She grimaced. “Not girlfriend material.”

“Could have fooled me. You had your pick of guys tonight.”

She gave him a droll look. “And how many of them do you suppose were there looking for marriage, as opposed to hoping for a quick roll in the hay?”

He was a man. He knew the answer to that. “But they noticed you.”

“Because someone told them to.”

“That’s not true.”

She snorted. “That’s entirely true. If Ms. Grayson hadn’t run her mouth about what she’d overheard, I could have sat there tonight without a stitch of clothes on, and still not had anyone look at me.”

He would have looked at her. In fact, he wanted to look at her right now. Without a stitch of clothes on.

 

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Kristan Higgins

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Kristan Higgins is a New York Times bestselling author and two-time winner of the Romance Writers of America RITA Award. Her books have been called "perfect entertainment for a girl's night in" (Booklist), "hilarious and heartfelt" (Romance Junkies) and "the best I've ever read" (Kristan's husband).

Kristan is the mother of two lovely children, the wife of a firefighter and the owner of a very naughty dog. She loves to eat out, watch movies and of course, read.

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UnknownIn the book I’m writing now, and in the one that comes out next month, I deal with  characters who lie.

I’m fascinated by liars, I’ll come right out and admit that. I know two chronic liars (well…two that I know of. I might know more). These would be the people who lie as a practice, not as an emergency measure. And hey, we all lie. “I didn’t get that email,” you might say to a friend whose party you really don’t want to go to but couldn’t think of a really good excuse (or were uncomfortable telling the actual truth). “You look fantastic!” to the friend who’s gained 40 pounds.

But I’m more interested in real liars. So, being me, I spent days and days researching them and their motivation.

The Liar of Omission

He knows you might have a problem with, say, his wife, so he just never mentions her. Instead, he blames you for never having asked if he was still married! Maybe she doesn’t want to disappoint you and so just pretends you already knew. This person intends to deceive you by withholding this information.

Unknown-2The “I’m Smarter Than You” Liar

She thinks she can just outtalk you, and you’ll eventually forget what she said originally. When you call her on the lie, she tells you that you remembered things wrong. It’s very hard to stay friends with this type, I’ve found.

The “I’ll Die on This Hill” Liar

This is the person who knows you know she’s lying, and therefore gets more entrenched in the lie, until she could pass a lie detector test. If you contest her lie, you’re the enemy. Her version is the only acceptable version. This type has a lot of ex-friends and estranged family members. Sad.

The Insecure Liar

She inflates, exaggerates and obfuscates.  Why? Because she feels the “real” her isn’t interesting enough. She went to college, sure. Did she graduate summa cum laude? Probably not. Her troubles are the worst troubles of all…you break your leg, she also broke her leg way back when, but had to walk 10 miles uphill in the snow to the ER. We’ve all exaggerated when we felt we’re not interesting enough—especially when we’re young—but you hope you grow out of something like this.

Unknown-1The Bold-Faced Liar

Ths is the person who says something that’s so untrue that she insults your intelligence by expecting you to believe it. These are the people who know the President, who once turned down Robert Downey Jr. when he begged them for a date, who are so good at everything, so famous, so rich, that it’s hard to believe. She dares you to confront her claims and when you do, you’re just jealous. I’ve had a few BFLs as friends. A couple had qualities that’ve made me stick with them, but a couple others…well, let’s say I just got tired of hearing about their amazingness.

The Victim Liar

Her lies are to excuse her from anything she doesn’t want to do. I was incredibly sick so I couldn’t go but I tried to call you and left a message…you didn’t get it? I would’ve called again, but I was in the ER. Or maybe it’s sometime like There was a terrible accident and a close friend died. (Details never follow.) At first, you believe her, but when she uses those excuses again and again, you start to get that feeling.  If you ask her about it, she becomes sad because life is so hard, and she had hoped you’d understand her suffering and difficulties. In other words, if you don’t believe her, you’re not a good friend. It’s easy to get real tired of this type, because you’re always put in the position of having to feel sorry for this person.

imagesI’ve read that any type of chronic liar is not out to deceive us as much as hide from him- or herself. They’re not happy with their real lives, so they lie to cover up what they don’t like. 

How can you spot a liar?

I honestly don’t know. I’m a sucker. I believe people until I’m shown over and over that they’re not honest. But, in hindsight, with every liar I’ve dealt with, I knew in my gut, but I ignored and excused because, generally speaking, I liked that person. I wanted them to be honest.

That being said, there are, according to the professor I heard, a few signs.

  1. Excessive detail. Too much information and a stream of details are signs that the person is trying to prove her honesty…and honest people don’t have to prove anything.
  2. Calm, cool and collected. “Did you kill your husband, Ms. Higgins?”
     ”Nope. I’m as shocked as anyone.” (too cool for school) vs. “No! Jeesh! Are you kidding? Good God.” (unrehearsed outrage)
    1. Distancing language. “No, I don’t even like her. She’s crazy. She never stops talking. She has no friends.” In other words, “She’s not someone I’d choose to hang out with! How can you even suggest such a thing!” Distancing language is marked by not using names, or using formal names (Ms. Lewinsky, anyone?) Also, lack of contractions. “No. I did not kill my husband” is more indicative of lying than than, “I didn’t kill my husband,” because the liar is trying to be very emphatic to trick you. I did not have sexual relations with that woman was the example used by the professor.
    2. Contempt. Liars often think they’re smarter than you and therefore don’t owe you the truth. If someone is contemptuous of you, you shouldn’t trust him.
    3. Inconsistencies. At first, he was going out with Pete and Bob. The second time he told the story, it was Pete and Mike. There’s a reason that the FBI asks you so many times what happened. They also can’t tell the story backward without contradicting themselves, and if you say, “Wait. You said you’re the one who carried the axe onto the boat,” they say, “Yes, yes! I did. Bob didn’t…I did, did I say it was Bob? No. I carried the axe. The shiny red axe.” Too much information and emphasis.
    4. Insincere emotions. There’s a very famous preacher who cries a lot when talking about how much he cares. His voice gets husky, he has to break off mid-sentence…but he never gets tears in his eyes. Unless you’re a method actor, you can’t fake tears. Smiling is the same way; it’s a little too long, or timed wrong, and it’s a red flag of lying.
    5. Micro-emotions. That hint of a smile when the person is talking about something sad might be saying she’s happy you’re buying it. Leaked emotions are also indicative of lying: someone is celebrating with you, happy that you got a promotion, but suddenly she’s furious with the waiter.
    6. Rate of speech. Slower or faster than the person’s usual rhythm is indicative of lying.  Lower than usual tone of voice can also indicate a person who’s trying to sound sincere.
    7. Body language. Chronic liars don’t fidget and blink; in fact, they do the opposite. They freeze and stare to convince you of their truthfulness. They might use a “barrier object” to put between you and them—a chair, a pillow, a computer.

Oh, it’s so interesting, isn’t it? Do you have a good story about a liar? I’d love to hear it!

Kristan Higgins

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Kristan Higgins is a New York Times bestselling author and two-time winner of the Romance Writers of America RITA Award. Her books have been called "perfect entertainment for a girl's night in" (Booklist), "hilarious and heartfelt" (Romance Junkies) and "the best I've ever read" (Kristan's husband).

Kristan is the mother of two lovely children, the wife of a firefighter and the owner of a very naughty dog. She loves to eat out, watch movies and of course, read.

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Please welcome Sharon Struth! 

Fueling My Creative Juices—One Vineyard at a Time

 

S0104078[1]Hello Jaunty followers and friends! Kristan, thank you for hosting me on the Jaunty Quills. It’s a real pleasure to be here. 

 

Writers are often asked the inspiration behind their stories. It’s a fair question, but sometimes not an easy one to answer. At times, I’m not sure how these ideas land into my wandering—and often forgetful—brain.

 

The inspiration behind my recent release Share the Moon, though, is easy to figure out. The story idea popped into my head while traveling the Connecticut Wine Trail with my husband. The Connecticut Wine Trail (www.ctwine.com) offers an easy way for wine drinkers to find their way to the twenty-five vineyards located across my small state.

 

P1060400I won’t lie to you—my journey on this trail was initially about wine. Red. White. Room temperature. Chilled. It didn’t matter. My husband simply said, “Hey, let’s go drink some wine” and I happily trotted to the car, the way my dog does when she hears the keys jingle.

 

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Here’s a photo from one of our trips. This happy man is my hubby, happy because last fall my book research gave us a good excuse to visit the Connecticut Wine and Cheese festival hosted at Hopkins Vineyards.

 

P1060398As we visited vineyards from the Northwestern corner of the state to locations on the Long Island Sound, the journey became about much more than drinking. Like the tasted samples at each winery, every town we stopped in had its own flavor. The Vineyard owners were friendly folks who wanted to talk about more than their grapes. They enjoy sharing things about life in the town where they work and live. Our trips became about more than sampling the latest cabernet franc or ice wine. We began to see how every town had its own story to tell.

 

Then during one afternoon while wandering the wine trail—Boom! The idea for Share the Moon exploded in my head. A story about a small fictional town located in the northwest corner of the state. Northbridge sits on Blue Moon Lake, a body of water that resembles Lake Waramaug. The real meat of this novel is found in the people, who live, learn and love on its shores, regular people facing life with humility, heartbreak and, sometimes, even a little humor.

 

A short excerpt and blurb for Share the Moon are posted below.

 

I’d love to gift an e-book copy of my novel, The Hourglass (a National Readers’ Choice Award Finalist for Best First Book/Best Novel with Romantic Elements www.thehourglassnovel.com), to a randomly selected commentator to this post.

 

ShareTheMoon600x900And now, a question: Are you inspired by your surroundings or perhaps a place you lived in the past. Maybe your inspiration comes from a place you dream of living someday? I someday hope to get inspiration from my dream home in Tuscany, but that’s another blog post…

 

Share the Moon Blurb:

 

Sometimes trust is the toughest lesson to learn.

 

Sophie Shaw is days away from signing a contract that will fulfill her dream of owning a vineyard. For her, it’s a chance to restart her life and put past tragedies to rest. But Duncan Jamieson’s counter offer blows hers out to sea.

 

Duncan still finds Sophie as appealing as he had during boyhood vacations to the lake. Older and wiser now, he has his own reasons for wanting the land. His offer, however, hinges on a zoning change approval.

 

Bribery rumors threaten the deal and make Sophie wary of Duncan, yet she cannot deny his appeal. When her journalistic research uncovers a Jamieson family secret, trust becomes the hardest lesson for them both.

 

Share the Moon Excerpt:

 

Thud!

 

Air whooshed from Sophie’s lungs. Pain coursed through her shoulder blades, neck, and spine. The ground’s chilly dampness seeped into her cotton khaki pants, raising goose bumps on her skin. Seconds passed without breath before she managed to swallow a gulp.

 

Lying flat on her back, she stared at the cornflower blue sky and spotted a chalky slice of the moon. The night Henry died, a similar crescent had hung from the heavens, barely visible nestled among the glittering stars. She prepared for the scrape that threatened to tear the gouge of her scarred heart. Seven years. Seven painful years. She closed her eyes and after a few seconds, the weight of sadness lifted off her chest.

 

Tears gathered along her lower lashes. She pushed a strand of unruly long hair from her face. Footsteps crunched on the ice pellets and headed her way.

 

“Matthew Shaw…” Fury pooled in her jaw as she resisted the urge to yell at her

son. “You’d better have a good excuse for taking so long.”

 

A man with cinnamon hair, short on the sides with gentle waves on top, knelt at her side. She studied the strong outline of his cheeks and the slight bump on the bridge of his angular nose that gave him a rugged touch, but he wasn’t familiar.

 

“Are you okay?” He searched her face.

 

The stranger hovered above. Tall treetops, clinging to the last of their earth-toned foliage, served as a backdrop to her view. A vertical crease separated his sandy brows.

She couldn’t pry herself from his vivid blue eyes, in part stunned from the fall, but also by her first responder.

 

Sharon’s Website: www.sharonstruth.com

 

Buy Links for Share the Moon:

 

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Share-Moon-Blue-Lake-ebook/dp/B00L3IKWTW/ref=pd_sim_kstore_1?ie=UTF8&refRID=10XZWK8WG3VMBRMHZVTP

 

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