The Plotting Princesses welcome crazy man,
Let's get to know more:
I live in Wisconsin. I’ve been a journalist, a screenwriter and a novelist. At some point or another, my wife Mary Jo has been my editor for all three media.
Favorite movie: It’s a Wonderful Life.
Favorite book: Goodnight Moon.
Last book read: Hyperbole and a Half by Allie Brosh
Favorite color: Grey, but people find that weird, so orange.
Stilettos or flip-flops: On who?
Coffee or tea: Coffee.
E-book or paperback: E-book.
Pencil or pen: Pencil.
Favorite song: Linus and Lucy by Vince Guaraldi
Streak or not: Sure.
Favorite dessert: Flourless chocolate cake with raspberry sauce.
Champagne or gin: Champagne.
Paranormal or Historical: Paranormal.
Ginger or Mary Ann: Mary Ann.
Favorite TV show: Gilligan’s Island.
Hot or cold: Hot.
I'd die if I don't have: My collection of polar fleeces.
In San Fernando Dreams, a disillusioned movie starlet finds herself falling in love with a twin—but which one?
Excerpt from San Fernando Dreams:
Douglyss checked out the menu. It was loaded with the kind of food no one in L.A. ate anymore: cheeseburgers, tuna melts, club sandwiches, beef au jus and deep-fried breaded mushrooms. Easy to see why no one comes here.
“Hello,” said a voice above her. Douglyss jumped. “Aren’t you that pretty girl from that movie about glasses?”
Douglyss looked up to see the handsomest young man she had ever seen. Haloed in light from the front window, he was slim and tall, his chiseled jaw accentuated by a rugged layer of scruff that matched his unkempt heather brown hair. He extended his hand to her. “Branagh.” said Larry.
I knew you were hot, but not this hot. Looking into Larry’s ocean-blue eyes, she didn’t notice his hand. Instead, she shimmied to the end of the bench.
“Please,” Larry said, “that’s not necessary.” He sat on the opposing bench and smiled.
Douglyss didn’t see his smile, though; she still focused on his eyes. Intense, but gentle, too. Deep and…dreamy. She shook herself out of it. “Dreamy?” WTF?
“This is an…interesting…place,” Douglyss said. Oh, my god, what a stupid-ass thing to say. Why is my brain turning into mashed potatoes and gravy?
Larry looked around. “It’s the most unpretentious place I know of.” He looked her in the eye. “So…real.”
Find San Fernando Dreams at: Amazon
Hey, DC, we'd like to see that collection of polar fleeces. LOL. Thank you for being with us today!