INTO THE BLACK
Blame Jane Hunt, not me. She nominated me for a Jolly Lobster Award--a reward (questionable) for those providing fun and community by blogging. The rules, thankfully, are simple:
Interesting 'love' fact about lobsters: To mate, the female chooses the male in his den, usually after checking out many male dens (The hussy). The male usually accepts and let the female in (Every knock on the door is an opportunity). She molts (sheds off her hard shell, becoming powerless) and stays in the male’s den and under his protection for about a week. Within a week, mating is over and her new shell has grown. (Wow, I could write a book around the mating ritual of the lobster--excited.
And now for the questions:
Have you ever written a book involving sea scenes? If not why not and do you intend to?
That would be a yes. In Hard to Hold, a floating, private asylum is featured. In Hard to Forget, Jack stares moodily out to sea, and in Hard to Chase, (WIP), I'm not yet sure about a sea scene, but it does rain a lot.
2 What is your current WIP?
Hard to Chase: a sexy thriller in which the Administration covertly play footloose with the lives of frontline troops, and featuring a frigid (hardly!) psychotherapist, and a too-randy-for-his-own-good (yes, Will is all of that) Intelligence officer.
Do you have a favorite sea film? And why?
Titanic. For one scene alone. The hot, car-below-decks scene. Where Jack and whatever her name is, get it on. That palm slapped flat against a steamed up window pane? Iconic!
A favourite fish recipe to share?
No gross! Haven’t touched fish since I found out microscopic worms live on their scales. Gross! Gross! And, what kind of creature watches you while you eat it? Jesus, those eyes. Unnatural. Then there are the bones--nasty choking ambush. Bottom line, would you put a grenade in your mouth? No, so why would you go near fish?
Your favourite sea-going book?
Read a good few bodice-rippers about pirates, the Hornblower series (not a bodice-ripper) was compelling, Custler can do oceans, but my stand out book is Robert Lewis Stevenson's Kidnapped--a book that has it all going on, whether on land or at sea. (Must have read it a million times when I was a kid)
Can you share a favourite sea-side memory?
Tobago. Capsizing a sailing dinghy in the surf (suffering a concussion, plus damn near breaking a finger in the process). And, some clever dick shouting ‘I thought all Brits could sail’ as I staggered back along the beach. Needless to say, I damn near kneed him one. There is nothing dignified about being 6 months pregnant in a bikini, and looking like a coughed-up fur ball. Yeah, that was me--fat and furious!
Most memorable sea-going journey?
Jumping overboard at Henley Royal Regatta, 'cos my * date * was easily the most boring man I had ever met, and I couldn’t tolerate his company a moment longer. My only regret: trashing an extraordinaryly expensive frock, and ruining a vintage pair of lace stiletto heels. (The River Thames flows into the sea, so this does qualify as a sea-going journey—albeit, a short one.)
And in turn, I nominate:
Alison Lodge ('cos she does the most gorgeous Pinterest boards)
Lindsay J Prior ('cos she does the most delectable vamps & lycans)
Aurelia B. Rowl ('cos she always busy)
Toni Kenyon ('cos she's interesting)
Jane Linfoot ('cos she's always out and about)
Ellis Vidler ('cos she's spontaneous)
Michelle Smart ('cos she's well...smart)
Hard Men the Hard Way