A big PP welcome to Mindy Hardwick! Let's get the inside scoop:
How did you get from your day job to writing romance? I took a leap of faith and trusted a net would appear. I was a middle and high school teacher, and although I enjoyed my students, I kept feeling not quite satisfied. I went back to school for an MFA in Writing for Children and Young Adults, and afterwards, left teaching to write. I published freelance articles for about seven years before my books published.
What are your three favorite books of all time?
- A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett
- The Missing Piece by Shel Silverstein
- Homecoming and Dicey’s Song by Cynthia Voigt
Music--with or without? What kind? Without
First or third POV? First
How's tricks? Do you juggle multiple projects? Lots of multiple projects! Right now, I’m working on drafting the third story in a contemporary romance novella series, drafting a children’s chapter book, and brainstorming for a contemporary romance.
What's harder: beginning, middle, or the end? Middle
Revisions: Love 'em or hate 'em? Love ‘em!
How did you come up with that title? He loves magic and she loves weaving—hence, WEAVING MAGIC.
Fill in this blank: My ideal fictional hero would think me gorgeous no matter…what I looked like in the morning!
What's your favorite dessert? Fudge.
Do you write at home or someplace else? There is a new coffee and crepe shop which opened and is my new favorite place to write.
What's your favorite type of hero/heroine and why? I am a sucker for the bad boy hero. I run a poetry workshop with teens in a juvenile detention, and my main character, Christopher, is bad boy turned good in WEAVING MAGIC.
Excerpt:Everything would be okay, I told myself. Christopher was my boyfriend. I trusted him. I crunched inside the wicker basket and curled my legs underneath me. I wiped my sweating palms onto my black slacks. The audience stopped calling for an encore. They were so silent I wasn’t sure anyone was still out there.
I’d barely gotten my balance before the first sword barreled into the basket with a lot more force than we’d practiced. Startled, I realized Christopher was keyed up from the magic show performance. He was overestimating the force he was putting behind the swords.
I tried to figure out how to tell him to slow down. I couldn’t very well call out to him or the audience would hear.