After working as a 'corporate drone and cubicle dweller living in a fabric-covered cage': as my guest today states, she decided to make a change. She always dreamed of becoming a published author, to write romance with 'independent heroines and the strong men who love them', and 'to satisfy her craving for good love stories with happy endings'. I couldn't agree more, whether m/m or m/f most of us love to see the characters we've grown fond of live out that happy ending. Hello, sweeties! Please welcome special guest, romance author Cara Marsi! It's wonderful to have you here today, Cara.
Where and/or how do you find the greatest inspiration?
I find inspiration everywhere around me and inside my head. I got my love of romance from watching the old romantic comedies of the Thirties and Forties that played on late-night TV when I was growing up. As a pre-teen I made up love stories in my head. I’ve always been in love with love. Sometimes I’ll see something on the news that will get my mind reeling with what-ifs. I’ve gotten ideas from old movies. I’ve used snippets of things that have happened to me or friends as the basis for some of my plots. For instance, in seventh grade a boy I had a crush on said something mean about me. I used the emotions I felt then (enhanced adult emotions, of course) for my first published book, “A Catered Affair,” from Avalon Books. I’ve since released that book digitally under the title, “A Catered Romance.” I love reunion stories, second chance stories and stories of redemption. Those themes run through most of my novels and short stories.
What made you chose to write erotic literature in particular? And is there any other genre you’d like to write? And if so, why?
I write very sensual books, but not erotic, although I like to read erotica. My latest novella, “Storm of Desire,” is my steamiest book yet. Some consider it erotic, but I think of it as very, very sexy. I have one dark paranormal romance out now (also very hot) and I’d like to write more paranormal. I enjoy romantic suspense and will continue to write those.
Which appears first when contemplating a new project: A character, the plot and/or the title?
It could be any one of those. Usually the plot because I’ll hear something on the news that will trigger a thought in me and I’ll go from there and make up a plot. Or I’ll watch an old movie and that will get me thinking about plots I can use. A few times a title has popped into my head and I find a story to match it. I like when that happens because I have a hard time coming up with good titles. Sometimes a character will come to me and I’ll work in a plot around that character. I’ve totally fallen in love with two of my heroes, Alec and Matteo, from two different unsold books. I intend to write new stories for them because they deserve their stories.
What’s the hardest part of a novel for you to write: Beginning, middle and/or end? Why?
The middle. I always know how it’s going to begin and how it’s going to end. The dreaded “sagging middle” makes me want to tear out my hair at times. I suspect most authors would say the same thing.
Has your own life influenced your novels? And if so, how?
I’ve projected my own emotions from different life events onto my characters. I may enhance the emotions for my stories but I dredge up my feelings to give my stories veracity. I love to give my villains the last or first names of guys who’ve hurt me and of the mean girls who made fun of me in school. That gives me a lot of satisfaction. I had a contentious relationship with my mother and that thread shows up in a lot of my stories.
Writing sex/romantic scenes can be a challenge for some authors. Do you find it difficult? If yes, how do you compensate? If no, where do you draw your inspiration?
It can be difficult (I hesitate to use the word “hard”) at times to write an exciting and emotional love scene. I feel drained after I write one. I usually try to write the mechanics first and put in the emotion later. I visualize where the body parts will be because it isn’t good to have dangling body parts where they shouldn’t be. I won’t say I draw on inspiration from my own life. What the heck. I do sometimes draw on my own experiences, but mostly it’s what’s in my head. I have a very active imagination.
Do you have a method you use to write the sensual parts? Do you prefer the sex to be open and bold? Or left to the imagination?
I prefer to write more detailed love scenes. Some of my scenes are more explicit than others. It depends on the story. I’ve written all levels of sensuality in my books. There are times when I prefer to have the sex happen behind closed doors. In those stories, I give a little tease then fade to black and leave it to the readers’ imaginations. Most of my short stories are “sweet” because that’s the market I’m writing to.
Who is your favourite character, which you’ve created? And why?
I fall in love with all my heroes. I have an easier time writing the men than the women. If I had to pick one hero, it would be Logan Tanner from my romantic suspense novel, “Logan’s Redemption.” Logan grew up on the mean streets of Philadelphia. He thinks he’s damaged goods, but he’s vulnerable and loving and strong. One reviewer called him a warrior, willing to do anything for the woman he loves. That’s my Logan. Since Aiden Rourke from “Storm of Desire” is on my mind, I’ll mention him too. Aiden is strong, loving, kind, with a lust for life, as one reviewer described him.
Tell us about your newest release.
“Storm of Desire” is my steamiest (stormiest?) book yet. It’s very much a reunion story of redemption and second chances. I put a couple, Aiden and Samantha, with a passionate past into a house together during a January nor’easter at the Delaware beach. They’re trapped there, just the two of them, and two cats. They have issues to work out. And they’re hot for each other, very hot. Because Samantha’s mother was promiscuous, my heroine has tried to suppress her sexuality. But Aiden melts her with just a touch and a look. During their wild weekend together Samantha learns to unleash her sexuality and finally deals with the issues that trap her heart.
Just for fun–
What is your favourite colour?
Green. I have green sandals, green purses, green tops, green dresses, green jewelry. I love green, mostly bright green, the color of spring leaves. In my romantic suspense, “Murder, Mi Amore,” a 2012 EPPIE finalist, a green handbag is the catalyst for all the trouble that dogs my heroine.
Which do you prefer a great hero or a great villain?
A great hero, but I also like villains who have a touch of humanity.
What is your favourite movie? And why?
I’m going to mention a movie I doubt most of you have heard of. It’s a romantic comedy from 1943 called “The More the Merrier.” It’s set in Washington DC where there’s an extreme housing shortage due to WW2. It stars Jean Arthur and Joel McCrea. McCrea is a total hunk. Look him up on the Internet and drool over pictures of him when he was young. The Jean Arthur character is an uptight young woman who, in an effort to do her patriotic part for the housing shortage, rents out half of her apartment to an elderly gentleman. He in turn rents out half of his half to hunky McCrea. The movie is funny and romantic and McCrea is hot. I love that movie.
If you could be anyone in the world who would it be? And why?
I can’t really think of a real person I’d like to be. But I’ve already put in an order for my next life. I’m going to be tall, blonde, built, and a famous and wealthy romance author. As it is, I’m short (very short) and too small all over to be “built.” I used to be a brunette. I’m blonde now but that doesn’t count. I’m a romance author, but I’m sure not wealthy or famous. So I figured I’d put in my order now and work on that for the next time around.
Where do you see your writing career in the next five to ten years?
I hope I have a very large readership. All I can do to that end is to keep writing books and try to write the best books I can. I plan for “Storm of Desire” to be the first in a sexy series about the Rourke’s of Rehoboth. I hope in five years all books in the series will be out. Right now I’m working on a sequel to “Logan’s Redemption.” When that’s done I’ll start on the next Storm book.
Storm of Desire
Corporate attorney Samantha Greco needs some peace and quiet to come to a decision about her career. Instead, while an icy nor’easter rages outside, she finds herself trapped in a cottage on Fenwick Island with Aiden Rourke, a man she used five years ago when she ran from the heartbreak of her fiancé’s betrayal.
Aiden Rourke has loved Sam for years. For one glorious night she was his. But then she fled, wounding his ego and his heart. Thrown together again, they soon discover time hasn’t diminished their fiery passion for each other. Only Aiden has ever been able to melt Sam with just a look or a touch. But the fear that she’s like her mother, who used men mercilessly, scares Sam to death.
The storm outside is nothing compared to the storm of desire, fear, and guilt raging inside Sam. But during their wild weekend together, Sam and Aiden draw closer and realize their all-consuming passion for each other masks deeper needs and desires.
When the storm ends, will they go their separate ways? Or will they find the courage to face the future together as one?
With a groan, he crushed her mouth in an urgent kiss. She parted her lips, welcoming his possession, as she slid down on the sofa, Aiden moving to lie on top of her. Slipping her arms around his neck, Sam kissed him with all the pent-up sexual frustration she’d been afraid to release.
“Sam,” he whispered against her lips. He nibbled on the corners of her mouth and trailed hot, hungry kisses along her jaw line.
She squirmed beneath him, her hips seeking his erection. Moaning under his touch, the storm inside her drowned out the storm outside.
“Keep still, baby,” he muttered. “You keep moving like that, it’ll be over before it starts. We’ve got all night.”
He slipped his hand under her sweater and cupped one breast, massaging her through the thin lace of her bra. Uttering tiny cries, she wound her fingers in his hair. It was as silky as it looked, as silky as she remembered.
“Your breasts--so beautiful,” he murmured. He continued caressing and massaging until she bucked under him, nearly crazed with wanting him.
“Easy, sweetheart.” He grabbed the edge of her sweater and slipped it over her head. Then he tenderly and expertly removed the skimpy red bra and threw it on the floor.
Her nipples puckered and her juices flowed, wetting her panties. She was so ready for him.
He took one breast in his large hand, rolling the peaked nipple between his fingers. “Beautiful.”
Still cupping her breast, he captured the other nipple in his mouth, sucking, licking until she was a puddled mass of need. “Aiden,” she breathed.
He kept up his relentless worship of her breasts, his talented hands and mouth working their sensual magic, taking her higher and higher, closer to the peak. It had been so long. She felt her climax building, a flame burning out of control. Purring her pleasure, she twisted her fingers into the soft fabric of the sofa.
Her climax rolled over her in fiery waves, and she moaned his name until she finally lay still beneath him.
Aiden held her close and kissed her hair. “Liked that, did you?”
“Yes,” she croaked. “Oh, yes.”
“You’re so responsive.” His soft breath whispered against her neck. “I remember how I made you come just touching your breasts.”
His mention of that other night hit her with the force of the sleet outside. Humiliation and guilt reared up. She pushed against him and struggled to sit.
He released her and she quickly stood, then bent to pick up her discarded clothing, holding the sweater over her nakedness.
He stared up at her, the desire in his eyes slowly replaced by confusion. “Sam, what’s wrong?”
She stared at him for long moments, her body on fire. She didn’t know what she felt for him. Lust? Love? Or was he just a convenience, someone to take her mind off her problems? Until she knew, she had to resist Aiden’s pull. For his sake.
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