Today’s guest is Rachel Brimble, author of A Man Like Him…
Changing her life…again
After two years in hiding, Angela Taylor knows her independence is worth it. As long as she can escape her past, she has everything under control. Until a flash flood hits the park where she works, and hot Chris Forrester shows up the exact moment she needs a hero.
Chris proves he can save lives-and weaken a girl’s knees. But how can she make him understand that she’s off-limits, that getting close to her will endanger his life? Her happiness or his safety: it shouldn’t even be a choice.
Because when you love someone, you protect them, no matter the cost. At least, that’s what Angela keeps telling herself….
Tricia: Welcome, Rachel. Can you tell us about your most recent release?
Rachel: My most recent release is “A Man Like Him” which is book two in my ongoing series with Harlequin Superromance. The books are set in the fictional UK town of Templeton Cove. The idea for “A Man Like Him” was inspired by the real life and terrifying experience with my family in 2010 when we were caught up in the French floods.
We were trapped on a hotel roof for over 12 hours and eventually rescued by helicopter – how could I not write a romantic suspense novel based on that?? The opening chapters of the book give an almost hour-by-hour account of what happened. I LOVED writing this book!
Tricia: If you could recommend just one of your books to my readers, which book would you choose?
Rachel: Ooh, difficult question! I suppose I would like readers to start my Harlequin series with “Finding Justice” which is book one. As I’ve now contracted a total of five in the series, it would be ideal for a reader to get to know the recurring characters from the beginning––the books are stand alone too though.
Also, if readers like Victorian romance, I am writing a series for eKensington that started with “The Seduction of Emily”. Since its release (Feb 2013), I have written “The Temptation of Laura” (Feb 2014) and contracted two more. The books are set in the late 1800s and take place in and around Bath, England.
Tricia: What was the most challenging aspect of writing your books?
Rachel: I always struggle with plotting and the dreaded ‘sagging middle’ – my books are around 85-90,000 words and once I get to 40,000 the flow seems to ground to a horrible halt. The only way for me to get through it is to keep writing and then worry about cleaning it up during the following drafts. Characters tend to change and misbehave…this causes the author the most inconvenient amount of stress, lol!
Tricia: What is your primary goal as an author?
Rachel: To give my readers such a great read that they come back for more! More than anything writers create characters and books they want to read and fall entirely in love with the cast and their emotional journeys. If readers love the books too, the joy that brings is inexplicable.
Of course, making a living from what I LOVE to do would be the ultimate cherry on the cake!
Tricia: What projects are you currently working on?
Rachel: I am currently writing book 4 in my Templeton Cove series for Harlequin Superromance – this will be a Christmas 2014 release. I am just emerging from the ‘sagging middle’ and loving it. The heroine took me a while to get to know during the writing of this book but the hero arrived fully-formed and ready to go. Thus is life!
I hope to get the first draft of this book done by the end of November and then I’ll start plotting book three in my Victorian romance series. This book is tentatively called, “The Passion of Monica” and will be set in Bath and a nearby fictional village. I’m excited already 🙂
Tricia: What advice would you offer to new or aspiring authors?
Rachel: Keep going! There is very little advice published authors can give other than to keep your fingers to the keyboard. There are also some great and affordable online courses that I used avidly when I was starting out. Writing is a craft and it can be learned – with tenacity and belief, sooner or later an agent or publisher will want your work. Guaranteed!
About the Author:
Rachel lives with her husband and two young daughters in a small town near Bath in the UK. After having several novels published by small US presses, she secured agent representation in 2011. In 2012, she sold two books to Harlequin Superromance and a further three in 2013. She also writes Victorian romance for Kensington–her debut was released in April 2013, with book two coming in Feb 2014.
Rachel is a member of the Romantic Novelists Association and Romance Writers of America. When she isn’t writing, you’ll find Rachel with her head in a book or walking the beautiful English countryside with her family and beloved black Lab, Max. Her dream place to live is Bourton-on-the-Water in South West England.
She likes nothing more than connecting and chatting with her readers and fellow romance writers. Rachel would love to hear from you!
He shielded his eyes against the sun and prayed to God she hadn’t seen his need to kiss her. He focused on the helicopters. “Damn it.”
She shifted beside him and he felt her gaze on him once more. “What is it?”
“They’re not going to be any help to the people stranded in the trees.”
“Those vultures aren’t going to do a damn bit of good. Where are the rescue teams?”
“What are you talking about? What vultures?”
“Can’t you see?” He shot his arm toward the sky as frustration hummed along his nerve endings. “They’re TV helicopters. A fat lot of bloody help–”
“TV cameras? Oh, my God.”
Chris turned. Her face grew ashen and she swayed back on her heels, her eyes wide with terror. She gripped his forearm. “Help me. Don’t let them see me. You have to do something.”
“What? What are you talking about?”
“Chris, please. Help me.”
Without thinking, he pulled her into his arms and she buried her face into his chest. He brought one hand to the back of her head, the other to the small of her back and pulled her close. She fit the contours of his body like she was meant to be there.
He held her tight. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
She shook her head against his chest. “It’s over. It’s all over.”
The helicopters circled one more time and then flew away, disappearing over the horizon once more. “They’ve gone. Angela? Look at me. What is it?”
She pulled back and tears slipped over her lower lids and down her cheeks. “I’m dead. He’s coming. He’s coming and this time he’ll kill me.”
He gripped her forearms, adrenaline filling his blood on a protective wave. “Who will? What are you talking about?”
She closed her eyes. “My husband.”