Today’s guest is romance writer Charlotte Stout. She’s talking about sexy men, quirks, and much more. Oh, and she’s giving away a $75 Amazon gift card to a lucky commentor at the end of her tour. Comment below, and visit her other tour stops for additional opportunities to comment. The more you comment, the better your chances of winning! (Don’t forget to leave your e-mail address with your comment if you want a chance at the gift card!)
lives in Arizona with her hunky husband Warren, and her spoiled Silky Terrier,
Tess. Her life has been filled with serious endeavors, including earning a
Master’s degree, owning her own business, consulting, and working in the
corporate world as a human resources executive. Before penning her first novel,
Charlotte had written several practical guides for business applications, not
exactly steamy stuff. Luckily, she never lost sight of her dream to write a
novel that would encompass her passion for gorgeous men, adventure, and a love
love romance. I adore hunky sexy men. I think I could get used to large sums of
money. I am an animal lover who dotes on her dog. I believe strongly in the
love and bond of family. So, I combined all of these specific loves of mine (I
have many others) into this story.
I lived in Seattle, I had the best time. I met my husband of twenty-six years,
fell in love (yes, with him), and our courtship was crazy good.
only dated for a few months before he asked me to marry him. I said no. He
persisted and eventually I said yes. I have so many fond memories of Seattle
and the love that grew between us there that I wanted to create a romance that
embodied some of what we experienced.
yacht, no limousine or other over the top accoutrements but I know I could get
used to those if I had to. What a chore that would be. Poor me!
Spanx.” The first thing she looked for was a wastebasket but didn’t see one.
She checked in the dressing room, in the water closet and in the storage
cabinet where the linens were kept. Then she saw what looked like a drawer. She
pulled it open and voila there was the wastebasket. “I truly do covet this
bathroom,” she exclaimed.
that if she took off the Spanx and tossed them in the basket Julien would
undoubtedly know they were hers. That is, if he happened to use the bathroom
during the cruise. Maybe he won’t come in here. Maybe he has his own personal
bathroom. He had to, didn’t he? She said a silent prayer to the bathroom gods
while searching for other options.
open. There was no way to dispose of the Spanx in Puget Sound. She sat on the
toilet in the water closet while conjuring a plan to dispose of the Spanx. Her
thoughts were jarred by Julien’s voice. “Charly, are you
alright? Is there anything you need?”
I’m admiring the décor, and trying to dispose of my girdle. I’ll be out in a
“Tres bien – very well.
I’ll meet you in the salon.”
actually working on a few stories. Two are romantic suspense novels and then
there is the light romance sequel to Seattle Delight.
first romantic suspense is set in Alaska, where I lived for ten years. I love
Alaska. It is truly the last frontier to this day. People who have
intentionally moved to Alaska do so because one, they want the freedom,
isolation, and challenges living there presents. They are independent people
who think for themselves and are not shy about letting you know how they feel
about you or any other topic. I love that about the people.
reason people are in Alaska is to escape something that happened in the “lower
48,” as the rest of the contiguous states are referred to by Alaskans. My
character Carrie Battles is running from something related to her past. But
that past is now coming back and she may or may not survive this time around. Enter
the Chief of Police in Alaska. He’s hot, hunky, independent minded and
extremely interested in Carrie Battles. It is fast paced and takes place both
in Alaska and Minnesota.
second Romantic Suspense story takes place in Seattle but is nothing like
Seattle Delight. In this book the wife of a prominent surgeon wants him dead
for a variety of reasons. What happens when her wish comes true? We’ll have to
wait to find out.
been a writer since I became a senior executive in human resources during my
corporate career. I have penned corporate policies, procedures, investigative
reports, position papers in response to EEOC complaints and numerous other
types of documents. I knew I was an excellent writer in the corporate world and
decided to take the leap into writing novels and stories.
doing the corporate gig, I wrote short stories, with a humorous bent, about
experiences I had and you can imagine there was a plethora of material
available in that venue. The stories were never about a specific individual but
about an experience.
instance; I attended a diversity conference in Oregon and felt like I had been
transported to a hippie compound in the middle of nowhere USA. I wrote about my
experiences there such as the lady I met who had worked in the Peace Corps and
told me point blank that she didn’t think I was Peace Corp material because I
was too fragile. I did not publish these stories but shared them with close
considered myself an author when I finished, finished, finished Seattle
Delight. When it was wrapped up tight and ready for publishing, that’s when I
felt like an author. The day we went live with the e-book was euphoria.
your work day like?
do write full-time. I am up early each day. I begin the day reading. It gives
me a chance to wake up and it’s a nice relaxing way to welcome the day.
shower and put on make-up every day. I am not a person who can go a single day
without shaving my legs, under my arms, putting on make-up and brushing my
teeth a million times a day. I can’t stand myself if I don’t feel put together.
After all, you never know who might pop by. Even though no one ever pops by, I
want to be ready just in case.
put together, I eat breakfast and sit down at my computer for the next six to
eight hours. I review emails, pay bills online and then write or edit or think
of ways to promote what I have written. I check into writers groups, critique
groups, write in my blog, check the web site and everything else that comes
with being a full-time writer. I find there is never enough time in the day to
accomplish what you feel needs to be done.
am taking French classes and spend one to two hours a day practicing my French,
doing homework (yes, homework), and researching everything French. This is part
of the six to eight hours at the computer each day.
still make time for friends and playing pickleball on a regular basis. I work
hard during the day so I don’t feel guilty about shutting things down at five
or six o’clock to read the paper, catch the news, eat supper and either veg for
the evening or do something with friends.
am not a night owl. I am normally in bed by 10 or 10:30 at night so I can get a
good night’s sleep and start all over the next day.
this back to myself it sounds like I have a very boring schedule. But I don’t. Trust
me on this.
you been looking at my blog? My blog name is quirky author.
course nothing I do seems quirky to me. You all are the quirky ones, certainly
aside, I have a few quirks. I like to incorporate a dog in every one of my
stories. I love dogs. I have always had a dog as an adult and feel a little sad
if my dog chooses not to hang with me in my office when I am working.
cookies. I need to have ten Milano cookies on a napkin next to my computer to
nibble on during the day. As I eat the cookies I replenish the stash. Weird eh!
when you grew up?
that was so long ago it’s hard to remember back that far. I do remember a
longing to be a bus driver. Why? I loved riding the bus. The drivers were so
nice, I saw lots of people I knew and I could chit chat for the duration of the
ride. I never considered for an instant that as the driver of the bus I would
need to pay attention to the road which would prevent me from talking to
I got a bit older I wanted to be in politics. One of my grandmothers was very
active in politics. I met so many interesting, intelligent and charming people
through grandmother. But, that was when I was between ten and twelve. As I got
0lder and became more aware of the political machine, I scratched that as a
I received my Bachelor’s and Master’s degrees I wanted to be an attorney
because of the work I was doing in human resources. But, I was tired of school
and became so involved in my work that I didn’t pursue my law degree.
with the readers?
day comes but once…treat it with great care.