Please welcome my guest author today, Linda Kage, of The Wild Rose Press. Linda's been one of my blog visitor's lately and also a fellow author of my alter ego. So please give a big hand to Linda and leave lots of comments and questions to make her feel welcome. 1) First, please tell us about being an expectant mom and your preparations for your new little one. Also please tell us how it is to write, promote, and be an expectant mom simultaneously.
“They really ought to tear that place down. Just look at that sagging roof.” Luke gave a soft laugh behind me. “That would involve change.” “What do you mean?” “Haven’t you ever noticed this town’s stuck in a time capsule? It’s like we’ve never heard of the term progress. I mean, there’s hardly any cell phone towers around and forget about high speed internet.” “High speed what?” I asked, glancing back to give him a puzzled look. He opened his mouth to explain, when it dawned on him I was joking. “You always have to be a smart aleck, don’t you?” We shared a smile. I looked into his face and relished these minutes where I could ogle him selfishly. I knew I should give him the information he wanted from me now, but I could only stare. It took me a moment to notice his expression, though. His gaze had been roaming my face but had paused on my left ear. When he snorted out a surprised laugh, I frowned. He pointed a finger toward my hair. “Uh, I think the wind messed it up some.” I patted my head, my face flaming. “Here,” Luke said, and flipped down his visor,lighting up the mirror underneath. I looked up and groaned. Not only had the wind caught a hold of my hair and ripped it half out of its ponytail, it had also knotted and twisted it into a healthy-sized rat’s nest. I tried to ignore the fact that Luke was sitting next to me—and already knew exactly what the disaster looked like—and ripped the holder out of my hair. I combed through the mess with my fingers but there were knots everywhere. When I caught him staring again, I glared. “What?” I demanded. But he continued to gawk. I patted at my hair and wondered what he could possibly be thinking about the mess. “I’ve never seen it all down before,” he said. Startled, I glanced back in the mirror. I’d seen it down millions of times. I just didn’t leave the house with it loose. There was too much of it to let it run wild. I tried to see it how Luke must see it. It was curly—so curly it bobbed. Tight little curls framed my face like a border full of personality. From the corner of my eye, I saw Luke lift his hand toward one spiraling lock. But when I turned to him, he lowered his fingers and shifted his attention out the window. I stared at his profile for a second, breathing hard. “It’s pretty,” he said, more to the windshield than to me. I wanted him to lift his hand again. I wanted him to touch my hair. “I think yours is prettier.” He laughed. “Guys do not have pretty hair.” “Well, yours is.” I reached over and touched his hair. I thought maybe if I touched his, he might get the guts to touch mine. But at contact, I gasped. “It’s so soft.” I ran my fingers through the part that always curled around a cowlick when it got wet. I scooted over, leaning across the console between us. “Carrie.” His voice sounded strained so I looked down. I hadn’t realized I’d moved so close. But when I gazed into his face, we were only a breath apart. I was positioned a little above him so I could reach his hair. He lifted his face up to stare at me. His eyes were a blazing blue. That’s when he touched my hair. He drew his fingers through the curls to cup my head. Then he tilted his chin to the side and pulled me down. I was shocked when our mouths connected. He was kissing me. Oh my God, Luke Carter was kissing me.
19) Do you have any appearances coming up soon where we can meet you online or in person? If so, where? Also, where can we find you on the web?
--Right now, this is my grand appearance! Yay. But other than that, you can always find me spouting my virtual mouth off on my blog, "The Linda Kage Blog Page : Hand Over the Chocolate, and no one gets hurt" -- http://lindakage.blogspot.com/
Then there's also:
My webpage - http://lindakage.com/
MySpace - http://www.myspace.com/lindakage
Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/people/Linda-Kage/1415237991
Twitter - http://twitter.com/lindakage
Book Blogs - http://bookblogs.ning.com/profile/Lindakage
The Wild Rose Press - http://thewildrosepress.com/publishe/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=1910&Itemid=88
Come visit me at any of those places, I love meeting new people!
20) Who is your publisher(s).
The Wild Rose Press - http://www.thewildrosepress.com/
They're incredibly nice and very patient with newbies like me.
21) Is there anything else you'd like to share with your readers and/or fellow writers?
--Thank you so much for listening to me jabber on--kudos to you if you made it all the way down to question number 21! It's nice meeting you all.
Thanks for joining us, Linda. I had so much fun with you and your book sounds fab.