Fellow Liquid Silver author Jennah Scott stopped over for an interview, and to share a bit of her new book, “Scrap Metal,” written with Alexi Raymond. I love this cover, and sounds like they’ve got a story just as delish to go with it!
1. So, Jennah, what is your writing process like? Are you a planner? Pantster? What is your favorite writing tool or tip?
I’m a ploster—plantser—whatever you want to call a combination of the two. I usually start with a loose plot that I can follow throughout, but still give the characters room to make their own decisions. My favorite tool would be Scrivener. My favorite tip…never delete anything for good. Put it in another file to be used for later. I don’t know how many times I’ve gone back and retrieved a line here or there for a scene.
2. How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Hmm depends on the size of the woodchuck’s teeth. J
3. Who are your favorite erotic romance authors right now and why?
Jayne Rylon comes to mind first. Her Hot Rods and Powertools series are fantastic. She’s mastered telling a good, well-rounded story that don’t take hours upon hours to read. Also, Cassandra Carr and Avril Ashton—who I just discovered. If you like bad boys, as in really bad boys, you have to check her out. Lorelei James is another of my favorites; she’s an auto-buy no matter what she writes.
4. Please give us a two-hundred word teaser from your latest release, as well as the tag line for your book.
Tagline: Love is like art; you can take scrap and mold it into something beautiful.
He was ready to put his plan into place when they walked inside, but she jumped onto the counter and sat with one leg crossed over the other. Her hands propped up behind her, pushing her breasts out to further torment him.
“So about that adventure on the desk.”
This woman knew what she was doing to him. When she hopped on the counter, her eyes lowered a fraction of an inch, a look that screamed, “I’m yours to do with what you want.”
The sound of a truck out front turned both of their heads. Ryke wanted to tell her he could lock the door or hell, forget whoever was out there. He was hard and aching and had a beautiful woman on his countertop.
Angelica hopped from the desk, cupping him in her hand. “Probably not good for business, huh,” she pouted, her hand trailing across his zipper as she started to move behind him. “You have an office back here, right?”
Ryker looked between the door and the woman who turned his world upside down and his dick hard enough to break concrete. She motioned with her thumb behind her. “Come find me when you’re done.”
5. While you’re writing/planning—music or no music? If music, what kind?
Music—most of the time. As far as what kind, that depends on the story. When I’m working on a western, then it’s country music. Otherwise, alternative.
6. Do you find it easier or more enjoyable to write male or female protagonists? If you have a preference, why?
Male protagonists for sure. They don’t hide what they feel, sometimes to their detriment.
7. Do you have only one WIP, or do you bounce around between projects?
I tend to bounce around until I get into a groove with one. Then I stick with it until I’m done.
8. What genre would you write if you didn’t write erotic romance?
Urban Fantasy. I have a wip that’s about halfway through. I’ll finish it one of these days.
9. Where can we find more information about you and your books?
Buy Scrap Metal:
Liquid Silver Books
Not one to settle down, Angelica Rousseau never thought she’d consider planting roots in the small town of Kimmswick, Missouri. When her art speaks to her—and gives her a reason to get up close and personal with body shop owner, Ryker Talcott—sticking around starts to have appeal.
Ryker has to deal with a lot of personalities and has found that custom orders for women almost never end well. Especially when the women are as picky and confident as Angelica. This time it’s different. He’s never met a woman like her. She rivals his confidence and has the attitude to back it up.
When the past threatens their future, Angelica and Ryker have to decide what’s more important—their own promises to themselves, or the love they both feel for each other.