MEET MY CHARACTER BLOG TOUR @KMNbooks

I owe many thanks to fabulous writer Karen Michelle Nutt for including me in this fun blog tour. 
First I’d like to introduce you lovely readers to Karen then will move on to my character Jocelyn.

Her bio reads: 

Karen Michelle 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.

When she’s not time traveling, fighting outlaws, or otherworldly 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 Western Trail Blazer and Rebecca J. Vickery Publishing.

Whether your 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.

Please visit Karen at her blog at: http://kmnbooks.blogspot.com

Now let's meet the Character from my A Lady Never Lies, Jocelyn Dunkirk.

What is the name of your character? Is he/she fictional or a historic person?
Jocelyn is Lady Jocelyn Ridgecroft. Her family name is Dunkirk.  She is a fictional person.

Nina Dobrev inspiration for Jocelyn

When and where is the story set?
The story is set in 1855 England. 

What should we know about him/her?
She's an inventor. She'd rather work with dirty rivets than knit.  She scoffs at the ton. 

What messes up his/her life?

Richard Windsor. He steps into her life from the future and gives her a ring.  Unfortunately, the ring explodes when her father is hurt and he is gravely injuried.

What is the main conflict? 

Jocelyn is torn. Should she follow her heart and Richard to the future or stay in the past with her father.  She really is needed in the past.

 

What is the personal goal of the character? 

To help others and her country.  She wants to build a better world where coal dust doesn't make people sick. She wants other people to be treated fairly and ultimately agrees to broker a mediation between the coal mine owners and workers.

Is there a working title for this novel, and can we read more about it?  
A Lady Never Lies

Stephanie Burkhart's Bio:  Stephanie is a 911 dispatcher for LAPD. She enjoys writing contemporary, steampunk, fantasy, and paranormal romances. She's published with Desert Breeze Publishing, 4RV Publishing, and Victory Tales Press.

Welcome Guest Author - Karen Michelle Nutt

Holidays at the Nutt House

By Karen Michelle Nutt

A Glimpse of Christmas Past…

My eldest, Kendra was almost three when the Disney’s Little Mermaid premiered. She loved everything to do with Ariel. For Christmas, Santa brought her all the collector characters. (They were the hard plastic statues.) She was so excited and named off each of the characters as she pulled them out of her stocking. In a cute little voice that only a three year old could have, she said: This is Ariel. And this is Sebastian. Ooh and this is Flounder.” She pulled out King Triton next and we ask her who he was. “He’s…he’s…he’s my father.” We couldn’t help but chuckle. Not only did she love Ariel, she thought she was Ariel. lol

Now she’s twenty-five with a degree in massage therapy and working at a salon. She is also writing a novel. She joined in on NaNo this year. What is her story about? Yep, you guessed it: Mermaids.

Katrina is the middle child who loves the movies---anything from the classics to the blockbusters of today. She couldn’t get enough of Lord of the Rings and of course the dashing Legolas was her favorite. I’d find binders with his name scrawled all over it. She’d tack pictures from magazines of him on her walls. Then there was Twilight and she had to have a stocking with Edward Cullen. (She still has it, too.) lol Though her original stocking hangs from the fireplace now.

She’s currently is creating videos and also joined NaNo this year. Her love of fantasy and the paranormal has helped her to create a fascinating story surrounding the Irish werewolf legend.

Vincent is my baby. Though he’s eighteen now and built like a football player. As a child he was the reason safety latches and plug coves were invented. If this kid could put a new toy into the light socket, he would.

When he was too quiet, I knew he was up to no good. I’d ask him, “What are you doing?” and he would respond with, “Something.” And you could bet it was something I wasn’t going to like. One Christmas Santa brought a playhouse for Katrina and Vincent. It was a big plastic one that Santa assembled in the house. One day Vincent was in there by himself, but was awfully quiet. I had to investigate. I opened the window and peek in. “What are you doing?” I asked. He immediately hid something behind his back. “Hand it over,” I told him. And he slowly reveals the item. I almost fell over. It was a kitchen knife. This wasn’t just any knife. It was a large knife that might as well have been a sword. I’m freaking out, but managed to relieve him of the knife without panicking him. I asked him what he thought he was going to do with the knife. He said, “I wanted to cut open a package.”

We had a little talk why he should not use a knife. Locks were immediately placed on the kitchen drawers. I have to say, he was too short to even see into this drawer. He must have just felt around until his little hand clasped the handle.

Today, Vincent is attending the Arts Institute for video design where the only swords he handles are part of the game he’s created. He also works part time with an electrician—so his fascination with light sockets hasn’t quite worn off.

Christmas Present…

The weather is usually comfortable in Southern California and we can enjoy the outdoors. Sometime during the Holiday we like to visit the happiest place on earth: Disneyland! The decorations, the music and the smiling faces always puts everyone in the holiday mood for fun.

I hope you enjoyed a glimpse of the Nutt House during the holidays. Since it is a time for giving, I’d like to offer one person a chance to win a PDF copy of one of my books. Winner’s choice!

What do you have to do? I’d love to hear about one of your Christmas Shenanigans, cute story or what you like to do around the holidays. Please remember to leave your email so I may contact you if you should win.

Stephanie,

Thank you so much for having me on your lovely blog.

To Everyone: Merry Christmas!! Happy Holidays! And let’s hope the New Year brings us joy!!

About the Author: Whether your 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.

Visit the author at: http://www.kmnbooks.com

Stop by her blog for Monday interviews, chats and contests at:

http://kmnbooks.blogspot.com

Welcome Guest Author - Karen Michelle Nutt

Unbelievable Finds Presents:
Wish Me A Soul Mate
By Aubrey Jules

Forget online dating and endless chat rooms. Don’t waste a fortune on going to mediums with the purpose of finding your ideal mate. Mr. O’Grady has a box crafted by the faeries. It’s a mailbox to the otherworldly plane of existence. Once a year at the Seaside Bed and Breakfast Inn, Mr. O’Grady hosts a party in honor of the special day.

Wishes are a part of growing up. As a child, we wished upon a shooting star. On our birthdays, we’re encouraged to make a wish when we blow out the candles. When we see a fountain, we toss a coin into it with a whispered request. Why couldn’t there be Faeries willing to grant a person a chance to find their soul mate?

The wisher is encouraged to scribble down what he or she is looking for in a soul mate. The wisher then places the letter in the Celtic carved box and closes the lid. The wisher may feel a tingling through their fingertips or he or she may hear bells. It’s a little different for each wisher. When opening the lid again, if the letter is I gone, the Faeries are considering the request. But if the letter turns to dust—well, better luck next year.



Unfortunately, the Faeries are a fickle bunch. They only grant one lucky person the chance for a soul mate. Never fear. No one goes away empty handed. Mr. O’Grady’s scrumptious desserts and specialty teas are well worth the trip.
Until next month’s issue, take care,

Aubrey Jules

I hope you enjoyed Aubrey’s article penned for the Unbelievable Finds’ magazine. Find out more about Aubrey and her experience with the magic box in Mr. O’Grady’s Magic Box.

Aubrey learns the Faeries have a wicked sense of humor when Ian, the man who jilted her ten years prior, strolls back into her life.

Excerpt:

Reaching the bottom step, her gaze shifted to the front door as an amazing specimen of masculinity walked in. She was positive it was Mr. O’Grady’s grandson. The gardening belt around his waist also was a dead giveaway he wasn’t a guest.

With the sun shining behind him, she could only admire his broad shoulders and chest, tapering nicely down to a tight waist and slim hips. My, my, his faded blue jeans fit him all too well. Now if he would step further into the foyer so she could see his face clearly. As if on command, he took a few steps forward only to be stopped by the couple with the brochures. Perfect. She could admire the man without him noticing her.

Dark hair trimmed at his ears and longer in the back, straight nose, strong jaw—exquisite perfection brushed with a touch of wildness and…something familiar.

Her eyes narrowed then widened when recognition hit her like a slap in the face. Her book and papers in her hand were forgotten as everything went numb. The book slipped from her grasp and smacked the ground like a gavel, startling everyone into silence.

His gaze riveted to hers while her papers swirled in the air liked she’d thrown confetti. She turned away. “Oh dear God, let him stay where he is,” she mumbled under her breath.

No such luck. He flew to her rescue, his strides long and sure. Flustered, she bent down to pick up the book at the same time he knelt down. Their foreheads smacked together in the process.

His deep familiar chuckle strummed down her spine like caressing fingers, making her heart dance in her chest. No, it can’t be him. This is Mr. O’Grady’s grandson. He’d be an O’Grady, too.

Not if his father married Mr. O’Grady’s daughter. Her nasty conscience mocked her, not letting her deny the truth.

Aubrey slowly lifted her gaze to meet his. Her heart stopped and started again with the intent of bursting from her chest. His features may have matured from a young man to now, but the eyes were the same dark blue and the way he smiled with a crooked curve of his lips couldn’t be duplicated by anyone but him. He wasn’t an apparition; he was truly here.

“Are you all right?” he asked, concern lacing his words as he stared at her.

She shook her head, feeling off centered. “What?”

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” He handed her the book, his fingers brushing hers. Then he really looked at her. His crystal dark-blue gaze locked with hers, surprise registering before he realized his vision wasn’t playing tricks on him. “Aubrey?” His voice lowered to a husky timber.

At least the bastard had the decency to remember her name.

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GIVEAWAY: Leave a comment and Karen will pick one winner to receive a Coupon for a free e-book copy of Mr. O'Grady's Magic Box.

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About the Author: Karen Michelle Nutt resides in California with her husband, three fascinating children, and a houseful of demanding pets. Jack, her Chihuahua/Yorkshire terrier is her writing buddy and sits long hours with her at the computer.

Whether your 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.

Visit the author at: http://www.kmnbooks.com

Stop by her blog for Monday interviews, chats and contests at:
http://kmnbooks.blogspot.com