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Savas’ Defiant Mistress — the back story

Friday, March 27th, 2009

Every month on the Harlequin Presents site we have a feature called “Behind the Book” in which one or more authors of the current Presents on the shelves talk about the story behind the book — one aspect or another of what brought this book out of the ether and onto the shelves of a bookstore, hopefully, near you.

I just finished my contribution by discussing a little about how Savas’ Defiant Mistress, aka Seb and Neely’s book, came to be. And I thought since I wrote it, I wouldn’t just stick it up there, I’d post it here, too, so you have an idea of some of the bits and pieces that came together to make up Seb and Neely’s story.

When Sebastian Savas and Neely Robson first turned up in my head a couple of years ago, they were working in San Francisco, not Seattle. Neely was living on a houseboat in Sausalito when Sebastian snapped it out from under her because he needed a bolt hole — a place to live for a month while his own place was taken over by aliens (well, no actually, they were his sisters, but as far he was concerned they might as well have been from another planet).

But if he thought his sisters were trouble, he soon found he’d jumped from the frying pan into the fire when he began sharing a houseboat with Neely.

In typical Presents fashion, editorial called it Savas’ Defiant Mistress. Er, well, don’t tell, but she’s not really his mistress and she’s more opinionated and spiky than defiant. I suggested Savas’ Annoying Roommate would be more accurate, but obviously that was a no-go.

I am philosophical about these things. I tell myself that sometimes indeed marketing does know best.

And it didn’t matter because I had great fun writing the book because it had lots of things in it that I like:

  • a drop-dead gorgeous hero who is honorable, responsible, competent, successful, sexy and strong (not to mention stubborn and maybe just a tiny bit judgmental, as well as more than a little bit wounded) — but still long-sufferingly kind to his family even when they drive him round the bend;
  • a heroine who can both nurture and take charge as needed and who doesn’t play doormat for anyone;
  • a big noisy family who can’t quite keep their noses out of anyone’s business;
  • a chance to learn about a profession that interests me in a city I’m fascinated by (those would be architecture and Seattle);
  • a wedding;
  • a houseboat;
  • a bloodhound, five kittens, a guinea pig and some rabbits.

I think it was the bloodhound, the kittens, the guinea pig and the rabbits that had my editor blinking rapidly. Or maybe it was the houseboat. It might have been San Francisco, but I doubt it. “Are you sure?” she said.

I thought about it. I wrote Antonides’ Forbidden Wife while I was thinking.

I was pretty sure. The setting was the only thing I changed when, a few months later, I came back to the book.

By that time Sebastian and Neely were clear and sharp in my head. So were the multitude of sisters. So were Sebastian’s father and Neely’s. (Yes, I know it sounds like a cast of thousands, but it really isn’t).

The setting was wonderfully refreshing (never did a Seattle book before), and the houseboat became real when my son’s in-laws took me to visit friends who actually live on a Lake Union houseboat and who have kindly ‘lent’ it to me for the book.

Trust me, I offered the bloodhound and the other assorted livestock the chance to decamp. But they declined. They chose to stay because they spoke to Neely’s character. And over the course of the book, they gave Sebastian a chance to learn more about his.

Such as it is, it’s Seb and Neely’s story, and I’m sticking to it.

But the fact that the livestock and the houseboat and the nosey, noisy family exist to provide a context for Sebastian and Neely as they battle their way to their very own happily ever after proves again what I’ve known for the past twenty-odd years — that one of the great joys of writing for Harlequin Presents is that in the end, they let me be me and my books my books.

This may be another way of saying they are always willing to give me enough rope to hang myself. But it doesn’t matter. I’m eternally grateful for their faith and their trust, and I loved being able to tell Seb and Neely’s story the way I understand it.

If you want a taste of Savas’s Defiant Mistress, please check out the excerpt

on my website.

You can find the book at online booksellers and in stores across North America now. It’s a May release as a Mills & Boon Modern.

And if you have any more behind the book questions that I haven’t already answered, just ask.

Happy St Patrick’s Day!

Tuesday, March 17th, 2009


Two and a half weeks ago we celebrated St David’s day here because of our Welsh and our personal “David” (#1 son) connections.

Today we’re celebrating St Patrick’s day because of personal “Patrick” (#2 son) connections and lots of Irish from County Mayo in The Prof’s mother’s family and those deep Celtic mt-DNA roots (pre-St Patrick) in mine.

It’s bright and sunny and getting on toward “real” spring hereabouts. The Prof has just finished the reconstruction of one of the 90 year old storm windows and put it back up “for the season,” as he says, because after all, there is still one more week of winter!

But I’m very impressed with his handiwork. Those windows are not standard sizes, so you can go buy ready-made windows. You either have to commission someone to make you one. Or you do the work yourself. The Prof is a dedicated Do It Himself guy. And he did. My biggest fear was that he’d kill himself rehanging it — teetering on a none-too-steady ladder on uneven ground in the middle of a mammoth hydrangea bush at dusk.

But the patron saint of window hangers and Do-It-Yourself guys was apparently with him. The window is hung and the drafts are no longer whistling down the backs of our necks.

I’m getting dug into Demetrios’s book. I left him and Anny in the middle of the Mediterranean for a week while I tried to figure out what happened next. And then I was reading someone else’s book, which had nothing at all in common with mine, and suddenly a light went off in my head. Why? Who knows? But I’m not complaining. And I figure Demetrios and Anny will be glad to get to shore. At least in one respect.

I’m thinking about doing a collage for this one. At least on the computer screen. Something to get me into it visually, though I’m not a visual writer.

I’ve been thinking about what inspires and influences recently. This is leading up to a post on the Pink Heart blog on Thursday, and because Kate Walker is talking about more writing issues on there tomorrow.

Is it one of the ways writers cope, do you suppose? Talking about writing instead of doing it?

I’ve also been talking to Seb about coming on board and writing a few blog pieces now that his book, Savas’ Defiant Mistress, is almost on the shelves., will be at the end of the month. He’s pretty single-minded, though, and not exactly given to being ‘chatty.’ In fact that’s what he said to me: “You want me to chat? You’re joking.”

He’s not exactly the poster boy for gregariousness. They call him “The Iceman” at the office.

Neely, on the other hand, is quite eager to come and “chat.” She said, “Sure, just name the day.”

Seb rolled his eyes and went back to his CAD program.

I’ll have to see what I can do. Got any ideas? Unlike Mitch and Micah, Seb probably doesn’t even accept bribes, er, treats.

He just walked past and said, “Depends on who’s doing the bribing,” and went straight into the other room without even looking my way.

Neely is laughing. And now she’s going after him.

I think we should draw a veil over this!

Happy St Patrick’s day, everyone!

Micah and Mitch have picked a winner!

Sunday, March 1st, 2009


Micah and Mitch were up early and practicing so they would be sure to have the ‘picking a winner’ for my New Look Contest down pat.

The ‘up early and practicing’ entailed following me around and looking hopefully in the direction of the treat jar until I allowed them to sit and wait, then pick them off the slips of paper containing the contest entries. They are both very good at sitting. The ‘waiting’ is a bit tricky. I can assure you they have mastered the eating treats part.

The other bit is, they have to agree.

And this takes more treats and more sitting and less waiting, though still a fair amount of discussion (mostly, I’m sad to report, about more treats).

But at last, they have a winner!

Laurie of Florida is their unanimous choice. So, congratulations, Laurie!

Your goody box of books, including Savas’ Defiant Mistress, and chocolate — and a plush frog! — will be on its way to you this coming week. I hope you enjoy them all.

Thank you to everyone who took the time to match my books and their heroes and heroines. You are all winners in my book. There will be further chances down the road — I’m thinking of a Mother’s Day contest — to win back list titles and, perhaps, another frog. Not to mention chocolate. So I hope you will all enter then.

In the meantime, I hope you’ve all had a great St David’s Day and that the spring flowers are peeking up where you are — unless you’re in the Southern Hemisphere, where I hope you’re finally getting cooler weather.

I’m looking forward to spring. But this winter has been so much more pleasant than last winter that I’m still not minding the bit of snow underfoot. How about you?