I’m happy to have a fellow Desert Breeze and Whimsical Publications author here today. It’s nice to share two publishers with such a talented lady. Linda writes the kind of books I love to read - thrilling romances. Grab a cup of coffee, tea, or pop (where I live we say pop instead of soda) and enjoy Linda’s wonderful interview!
Let’s get started. Linda, share a bit about yourself with us.
Wow, what a wide-open question this is. Well, I was born…no, let’s skip that. I married young and still have my one and only husband. We have a son and daughter and son-in-law who live in Nashville. And my husband and I are natives of Kentucky and now winter in Florida. This is one of the few advantages to being old enough to retire. Did I say retire? I spend more time working now than I did when I was employed in public education. I love reading, traveling, beach picnics, and ballroom dancing. But most of all, I love writing.
Winter in Florida sounds lovely. What genre or genres do you write in?
Fiction is my love, both historical and contemporary. I have evolved from first writing poetry to articles to plays and short stories to books. I gave up writing articles, although it paid best, for two reasons. I wrote mainly profile articles and I always found the best stories people told me they also said “Don’t quote me on that” which left me with a bland article. And anyway, it is more fun to write made-up stories than the truth.
What was one of the most surprising things you learned in creating your books?
I soon learned that when I create characters they come alive and take control of “my” story . Once I get characters talking with each other, and sometimes this is hard to do, they take over. After that, I record what happens. I have found if I try to take their story in a different direction, it just doesn’t work as well.
How did you and your husband meet? What was it about him that made you know he was “the one”?
We met at a teen dance. And we didn’t go to another dance on a regular basis for years. You see, I was a very poor dancer and so this wasn’t fun for either of us. Then about ten years ago we signed up for a ballroom dance class. Now we dance once or twice a week.
At the dance where we met, he was asked to play the piano. I always dreamed of playing piano well, had taken lessons but they didn’t “take” on me. So what could be better than to marry a piano player and have beautiful music in my life? And our children are musicians, too, so I got my wish in a round-about way.
How would your husband describe Linda Swift?
I’m tempted to ask him but I won’t cheat by doing so. I know he would say that I am persistent. I suffer from “Dog With A Bone Syndrome.” I think he would say I’m loyal, ambitious, very organized, a good mother, and a good writer. Notice I did not mention cooking or housekeeping here?
Tell us about your new release, Summer Love. Where can readers buy it?
Summer Love is a story about a woman whose husband left her to “find himself.” Paula is forced to go back to school to get certified to teach and here she meets a retired Naval Officer who is also training for a new career. But the story is more than falling in love again; it is also about Paula’s relationship with her children and her mother. And it is about making friends with other women and realizing her full potential as a person.
The book will be available April 1 at Desert Breeze Publishing: http://stores.desertbreezepublishing.com/-strse-152/Linda-Swift-Summer-Love/Detail.bok
An anonymous person left you a gift of $10,000 on your front porch. How would you spend it?
First, I’d invest some of it in my children’s names, then I’d establish a number of scholarships for needy college students, and last I’d ask my husband to go with me to England for a month’s visit.
I like all your great ideas how you would spend your $10,000. Where can your fans find you on the internet?
I invite you to visit me at www.lindaswift.net
Readers, enjoy Linda’s excerpt of SUMMER LOVE!
Amy fastened her hair into a neat ponytail as Paula completed her makeup. “I hope you haven’t neglected studying because of me. Everyone but you seemed to be spending an awful lot of time on class assignments.”
“Let’s just say I planned ahead,” Paula said, knowing it was worth whatever it had cost her to have this weekend with her daughter.
“I wish Sharon could have gone with us,” Amy said. “She’s missing a great opportunity to be with Derek.”
“I don’t think she’s interested in Derek,” Paula said mildly.
“Well, she should be. He’s a great guy.”
“But he’s old enough to be her father, honey.”
“Well, Dad is dating someone that young.”
Paula drew her breath in sharply. “He is?”
“Oh, I thought you knew. Haven’t your friends–?”
“I’m not in touch with anyone back home,” Paula said quietly and sat down on the closest bed, feeling as though she had just received another blow to her solar plexus. “Do you know — who she is?”
“No, Mom. I don’t know her name, and I don’t think she’s from Tuscumbia. I’m sure he met her through the band.”
“Band? What band?” Paula asked faintly.
“Haven’t you talked with Dad lately? The country-western band he plays guitar for.”
“I didn’t know… about that either.”
“Well, neither did I until I went home to get my things. As Dad was driving by our house, he saw Chris’ car so he stopped to talk with us.” She shook her head. “He looked so… different.”
“How do you mean?” Paula asked, dreading the answer.
“He was wearing faded Levis and a tee shirt with the band’s logo and gold chains. His hair is a lot longer now, and he’s grown a beard.”
“I see.” And she could see it all in her mind’s eye. Quent changed into a man she didn’t know, a hip musician who moved in a world that was totally alien to the life they had shared together. “And the… girl?”
“She was sitting in his convertible, and the top was down so we saw her clearly, but we didn’t meet her.”
What did she look like? Was she pretty? “Convertible?”
“Yes, a red BMW. And Dad just said she was a singer in the band. He seemed sort of embarrassed about it.”
“Then maybe they’re not–”
“Oh, yes, they are. I asked a couple of my friends who follow the band. And they said Bootsie was about my age, and they’d seen her out with Dad.”
“That’s her stage name, because her trademark is all the different boots she wears. But they didn’t know her real name.”
Amy crossed the room, put her arms around her mother. “Don’t look so shocked, Mom. Chris says it’s just a stage Dad’s going through. He said he wouldn’t be surprised if Dad came back to you when he gets it all out of his system.”
“That isn’t going to happen, honey,” Paula told her sadly.
“I’m really sorry if I upset you, Mom. But I thought you already knew.”
“I didn’t. But it’s okay.” Paula made an effort to sound more cheerful. “And I’m glad I heard this from you instead of someone else. I’m sure the whole town knows about it.”
“I guess so. Oh, Mom,” Amy’s voice was tearful, “I wish everything could be the way it was before…”
“Me, too, honey.” Paula hugged her daughter closer. “But it can’t be. So we have to make the best of the way things are.”
“I know.” Amy sniffed and wiped her cheek with the back of her hand. “And I’m proud of you for what you’re doing. You have some really nice friends and you’re different, too, but not in the silly way Dad is. I could never imagine you going out with a younger man.”
Amy’s words reminded Paula of Derek. “We should have been downstairs by now. Derek is probably double parked and wondering where we are.”
Amy picked up her flight bag. “All set, Mom. Let’s go.”
Linda, thank you for visiting my blog! It’s been a pleasure. Readers, hope you leave a comment for Linda. If you do, you’ll be entered in my EARLY SPRING GIVEAWAY and have a chance to win ONE of these books in ebook format: SUMMER LOVE by Linda Swift, LETTING GO by Michelle Sutton, WHERE LOVE ONCE LIVED by Sid Frost, and DEFENDING GLORY by Anne K. Albert.