Interview Trish Arcangelo Author of Hard Miles
Give a warm welcome to Trish Arcangelo, author of Hard Miles, book 1 of the Chisholm Falls Series released today August 23, 2017!
Pull up a chair, grab a drink of your choice from the cooler, a Chocolate Chip or Peanut Butter cookie from the plate, and let’s find out a little about Trish and Hard Miles.
What inspired this particular story?
Two of the scenes popped into my head at different times and I wrote the story around those. The first was the robbery scene at the beginning of the book, and Laurel’s back story grew from there (why was she there, where was she going, etc). The second is the cemetery scene later in the book which is how Jase’s reclusive character was born. I decided he would be the one to save Laurel and everything bloomed from there!
What secret do you use to blast through writer’s block?
If anyone has a secret weapon that neutralizes writer’s block I’m all ears! I actually haven’t found a cure for it yet, sometimes I stall for weeks at a time as to where to go next in a story. When that happens I have to just take a break and not think about it for a bit. Where to go next in the story will eventually come to me. But each time I’m always terrified that it won’t and I have no control over how long it takes. But it’s all part of my process J
Do you find it easier to write from a male or female point of view? Why?
Definitely the female since I have a quite a bit of experience with that! 😉 In fact, writing male POV can sometimes be stressful, I want to make sure I get it right, that the character behave the way a man would instead of letting my own female voice creep in there. In my second book, Breakout, I wrote entirely from the female character’s POV, mainly because I wanted the hero to remain somewhat of a mystery. It depends on the story though, sometimes one POV works but other times it is crucial to see inside both main characters and discover what motivates them.
What inspired you to write?
My inspiration is the idea that a reader might connect with one of my stories the way I have with so many over the years. I’ve been obsessed with romance fiction since I was a teenager. Sometimes there is nothing better than sitting down and escaping into the pages of a great love story, connecting with characters and places I’ll never know. Throughout my life I’ve read so many truly amazing books and I often wondered what it would be like to write my own. The dream never left me but I just didn’t feel like I had what it took. I dabbled in my twenties but put the dream on the shelf for probably a decade or more, until I finally decided it would never leave me alone unless I really tried. So I did. I finished my first book about four years ago and was lucky enough to have it published in 2015. Now I can’t imagine not writing
A Peek between the pages of Hard Miles:
She walked toward him then, with purpose. Once she was standing directly in front of him, so close that he couldn’t pretend to ignore her, she’d said, “Just go with it.”
Laurel intended to kiss him then. He knew it. She was going to kiss him in front of everyone, a declaration. It would have been an act of kindness, her falling on the sword of a debt she thought she owed. The thought made him sick. He didn’t want her kisses of pity. He wanted her to kiss him because she was driven to, because she was mad for him. And though he’d do it again, even now he kicked himself for stopping that kiss. If pity was the price of admission to another taste of those lips, maybe it would have been worth it.
But he stopped her. He put a hand out to halt her and then led her toward the storeroom, his hand on the small of her back like a brand. Warmth pooled in his dick from just that small touch. As soon as the door to the storeroom snapped closed behind them Jase whirled her around until her back flattened against the brick wall, snarling. “What game are you playing?”
Her eyes went wide and the stunned look on her face almost had him apologizing, almost had him begging to try the kiss again. “No games,” she whispered.
He slammed his hands against the wall on either side of her head. “Defending me at every turn, as if you’ve been made my personal savior. I don’t need any paybacks for the gas station. We’ve been over this.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh? Then what the hell was that little performance out there?”
Laurel’s expression turned angry. God, she was even hotter when fiery and indignant. Jase was careful not to press too close so he could hide his raging erection.
She said, “Fine, I was just trying to help, you ungrateful—”
His stomach and his erection fell. “You what?”
The answering look on her face said she realized her mistake.
“So it was pity?” He spat, shoving away from her.
“That’s not what I meant, Jase.”
He pulled her to him again, unable to decide what he wanted. “Isn’t it? Well, then, by all means, baby, pity me.” And then he covered her lips with his.
It was wonderful having you with us today. Please feel free to stop by anytime. Good Luck with Hard Miles.
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Posted in Authors' Secrets Blog by Tena Stetler with 6 comments.
Thank you so much for having me, Tena!
Hey Trish, glad you made it! Hard Miles sounds like my kind of book.
Oh this sounds so good! Can’t wait to read it.
Hey Jennifer! Glad you could stop by!
I am honored to say that I know the author. Trish’s books has definitely contributed to my husband and I love life. I am looking forward to reading this one. Thanks for writing such “pleasurable” books Trish!!
Hi Tanja! Thanks so much for stopping by!