chat with me about her time travel romance/rock star fantasy, Two Worlds Collided.
Nutt resides in California with her husband, three fascinating children, and
houseful of demanding pets. Jack, her Chorkie, is her writing buddy and sits
long hours with her at the computer.
creatures, she creates pre-made book covers to order at Gillian’s Book Covers,
“Judge Your Book By Its Cover”. You can also check out her published cover art
designs at Victory Tales Press and Rebecca J. Vickery Publishing.
reading fancy is paranormal, historical or time travel, all her stories capture
the rich array of emotions that accompany the most fabulous human
phenomena—falling in love.
Evie Reid on a whim agrees
to travel back in time to 1997 to change bad boy, rock star Bellamy Lovel’s
path of destruction. She’s smart with a college degree, but she is still
fan-girl crazy for the rock band, Civilized Heathens. Evie knows despite all
Bellamy’s smiles and enthusiasm on the stage, he’s destined to end it all on
one lonely night in a hotel room unless she can change his path.
Bellamy isn’t keen on
having Evie as his personal assistant, hired by his band mates to watch over
him, and keep him on schedule. However, there is something about the woman that
sparks his interest, despite his best to ignore her. When darkness threatens to
consume him, he realizes she may be the only light that will chase the shadows
‘INXS- Live at Wembley’ on DVD. We were sad to think the lead singer had died
so tragically and there would never be another song written or performed by
him. The time travel tale about Bellamy Lovel took root, but I wanted a happier
ending for my rock star and sent Evie back in time to try and save him.
gaze landed once more on the letters printed on the door, stating roof access
and the implications of Bellamy being up here registered as a warning bell in
her mind. Dear Lord, why had they allowed such a thing in his unstable
condition? Then she realized the band didn’t suspect he was suicidal. They
believed he had a drug and alcohol problem he was trying to kick.
opened the door and they took a flight of stairs to another door and opened it.
The bright sunlight blinded her at first until her vision adjusted. She spotted
Bellamy standing on the ledge a few feet in front of her. Fear rose up inside
of her like a tangible force that urged her to go to his rescue. Her legs
carried her swiftly and her hands grabbed his dress shirt with some kind of
wild print on it, and she yanked him toward her.
hands flew out in front of him as if to grab onto something to steady his fall.
“What the–” Her cry of alarm muffled Bellamy’s curse when she
realized he was going to land on top of her, but at the last millisecond,
Bellamy twisted, grabbing hold of her as he fell onto his back with her
sprawled on top of him in an unseemly manner. Her hair had come loose from the
knot at the back of her neck. Her glasses were askew on her nose and she tried
to adjust them as she pulled on her blouse, which had risen above her waist.
Bellamy’s hot hands were on her flesh and for a moment she’d forgotten to
breathe. She met his startled gaze and his lips pursed into a fine line.
is wrong with you, lady?” he said and shoved her away, not exactly rough
but with a purpose to be as far away as possible from her.
sat in a heap next to him, feeling a bit deflated that he didn’t appreciate her
attempt to help. “I was saving you,” she said and lifted her chin.
me? Lady, you almost sent me tumbling over the edge.”
most certainly did not,” she sputtered. “And what were you doing up
there, anyway? Who stands on a ledge and not think: Hey, I might fall to my
death.” She rolled her eyes and that seemed to set him off.
nostrils flared and he looked like he wanted to say more on the matter, but
then he turned toward Leon, who stood there with his arms folded against his
chest and his lips appeared to be twitching as if he were holding back a full
need to fire the security guard,” Bellamy stated, “that allowed this
crazy broad up here.” He flew to his feet and brushed off his white pants
that were smudged with dirt from the gravel rooftop. He flipped his curly hair
away from his bright and beautiful blue eyes. God, he was handsome. A lean
five-foot-ten, he appeared taller than he truly was, or maybe it was because
she was still sprawled at his feet.
cleared his throat. “Bellamy, I want you to meet your personal
took Bellamy a moment to realize what Leon meant, and then he shook his head.
“No. Absolutely, no.” He narrowed his eyes on her, and she scrambled
to her feet as graceful as she could, considering how she ended up there.
Evie Reid.” She extended her hand.
stared at her outstretched palm for a second then leveled his gaze on Leon.
“I don’t need a personal assistant, and especially one who thinks
attacking a person is a great tactic to get to know each other.” He turned
on his heels, and murmured something in Romanian, which she knew he spoke since
his parents were both from there. She loosely translated it as Crazy chicks are not my thing.
yeah,” she shouted back. Then decided to play his game and spoke in
Romanian too. “Good thing I’m not crazy then.” Loosely translated of
course, but that seemed to catch his attention for about a second. He turned
around and met her gaze in what she believed was supposed to intimidate her,
but she refused to look away. “Giving me the evil eye doesn’t work.”
She stared back and he dropped his gaze first.
harrumphed and grumbled something that she was sure hadn’t been flattering, and
continued on his way to the door that would lead him back inside the hotel.
that went splendidly,” she muttered. “Why was he up here
should have warned you. It’s his thing. When we’re about to begin a tour, he
heads for the roof of the first hotel we stay at, to meditate and put him in
the right mindset, or so he says.” His shoulders lifted in a shrug.
“For good luck, I guess,” he added.
I just messed that up.”
worry, I have hope he’ll warm up to you. You did speak Romanian to him, right?
Usually, he’s thrilled when someone knows the language.”
thought, but not if he believed she was crazy.
star/ghost story with a mystery and of course a romance. It’s titled: End of the Road.
Lars Gunner, the frontman
for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his
daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was
ruled an unfortunate accident, but he’s convinced it had to be murder despite
the fact he can’t recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia
seeks help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets
and lies surrounding Lar’s rock and roll life just may be the death of them
writing down my stories when I was about nine or ten. I wrote plays at first.
My fifth-grade teacher let my friends and I perform one of them too. It was
very exciting for a ten-year-old.
stories in notebooks. I still have those early writings. They were written in
ink, not on a computer. So ‘spell check’ wasn’t available. I couldn’t erase or
add words if they were needed. Definitely, a rough draft. lol My daughters,
when they were young, loved those stories and read them over and over again.
class, we performed a skit I’d written. Tea for Two- a quirky murder-comedy. I
was pleased when the audience laughed at the appropriate times. 🙂
like? If not, what do you do other than write and how do you find time to
office and have worked in the dental field for over thirty years. Though
writing is my passion, it’s not always a reliable income.
lunch break. I also devote Mondays to writing, which is one of my days off from
the dental office. Yoga, coffee, then it’s time to write.
Wild Rose Press. Highland Press, Victory Tales Press and Publishing by Rebecca
J. Vickery. I also work behind the scenes with Victory Tales Press (http://victorytalespress.com)
as the VTP Anthology Coordinator and am the Executive Assistant at Publishing
by Rebecca J. Vickery (http://rebeccajvickery.com/). We’re always looking for
short stories at VTP for our themed anthologies released throughout the year. This
year at VTP, the theme is medical romances. All romances will take place in someway at Hart Medical, a
fictional hospital located in the ‘real’ town of Hartsville, SC. Get your dose
of romance, STAT! Can’t wait to read the stories.
Book Covers, “Judge Your Book By Its Cover”. We’re contracted with
VTP and PbRJV and also take on private clients. I usually create book covers
after the day job, while watching TV or listening to my favorite rock bands.
publishing houses involves some light editing, formatting, creating book
covers, and loading books to the online bookstores. It’s been interesting
learning all there is to know about the publishing world. I have a newfound
respect for what goes on behind the scenes and how much time and effort goes
into publishing a book.
story, I must know what my characters look like and what their names are. I’m
very visual and must see them in my mind before I type one word of the story.
I’ll browse through baby books for names and what those names mean. Sometimes
my daughter and I will discuss the names and what the characters look like and
what they do for a living. She works at the library and she’ll bring home books
from there for more visual aids.
was about four years old when I announced my career choice to my parents. I
really meant I wanted to be a ballerina. My mother had read the book Ballerina
Bess by Dorothy Jane Mills to me. See
Bess dance… So of course, I wanted to also.
cousins and I planned to start a rock band. We were going to call ourselves the
Crystals. I’m not sure how we came up with that name now. My parents lived
right behind Knott’s Berry Farm (an amusement park in California), where they
had the Good Time Theater. We would purchase tickets to see bands, and big time
performers. We were convinced this is where we’d make our big debut. However,
our plans for rock stardom never left my parents’ garage.
are what writers can never live without. The novel doesn’t only belong to the
writer; it also belongs to the reader as well. Without the reader the story is
just ink on a paper and nothing more. Opening the book, reading those first
words, this is where the true magic begins. I love readers! Thank you so much
for loving books.
I want to thank you for having me here today. You have a lovely blog and ask
some great questions. 🙂
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