Morgan K
Wyatt believes in happy endings. When things don’t end well, she holds to the
familiar Indian saying: If things don’t work out, then it’s not the end because
everything works out in the end. She considers herself living proof after
escaping an abusive marriage; she found and married her soul mate. While not
every day is sunshine and roses, she writes about the possibility of flowers
and chance meetings between strangers.
Her
reputation as a plant rescuer has people dropping sick and dying plants at her
house, and then speeding off in the night. The magic ingredient that brings the
plants back to life is love and Miracl-gro. Morgan would love to hear from you.
If you have a name for a character, cute dog pics, or gardening info, even
better.
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1. At any given time, do you work on only one story at a
time and maybe plot out the next one or are there many ideas racing around your
head?
I am the original ADD writer. I have four books in
process from a paranormal to a cozy mystery.
2. Is there a genre you haven't written in but would like to? Or wish you could write in?
I am considering non-fiction simply because of all the
blogging I do. I have five separate blogs on everything from saving money to
dating after forty-eight.
3. Do you add an element of romantic suspense in your
stories?
I always have to have several threads going into a story
since lives are so complicated.
4. Say you have unlimited funds: What kind of writing
office/cottage would you create for yourself?
I love the outdoors especially the woods. I’d have a tree
inside, skylights and a stream going the room.
5. If you could turn your novel into a TV show, which novel or series would you do? Where would it be set? Network TV (ABC, NBC, CBS), Cable (AMC, BBC, Lifetime) or Premium Cable (HBO, Showtime, Starz)?
I can see HBO doing Love or Deception. I’d need a big
budget for all the different locations, car chases, and explosions.
6. Finally, tell us about your latest release!
Love or Deception is
the brainchild of both my husband and me. I wanted an intelligent, strong
heroine who could take care of herself as opposed to all the screaming, falling
down heroines of past movies and books.
Amy, the heroine, worked hard to get where she’s at, a
scientist at a top secret chemical warfare company. Unfortunately, her
dedicated climb never left her time for relationships until she meets Mark at a
pharmaceutical conference. After a whirlwind corporation, the two enjoy a
beachside wedding.
Then Mark disappears along with forty-eight hours of her
life. It’s up to her to find the man who vowed to love her for the rest of her
life.
Love or Deception introduces Simpson who is the main
character that ties the series together.
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Excerpt:
“I love you,” Mark whispered into her hair as he slipped one
long, muscular leg over hers.
Amy snuggled closer to him, nuzzling his neck. Ah, she loved
this time, right after a rousing lovemaking session when they were both sated
and drowsy, drunk on the idea that in a world of mismatched couples, somehow
they found each other. Mark’s slight snore alerted her he’d dropped off to
sleep. She should get up. There was so much to do before work. Instead, she
stayed, breathing in the peace of the moment.
Hard to believe she was a bride. Not that she had anything
against marriage. She just hadn’t foreseen it happening to her. How could it?
All she did was work at Theron under major security scrutiny. The only people
she saw were other employees, with the majority being women. The
confidentiality clause she’d signed forbade fraternization between employees.
The company must have a reason for being so paranoid. Right now, she didn’t
care. All she wanted was her husband to awaken.
“Honey, do you remember our wedding?” Using her index and
middle fingers, she made slow circles across his wide shoulders and around his
muscular arm. The barbed wire tattoos encircling his biceps always surprised
her, not that they didn’t look good on his tanned skin. They did. No, it was
that she never imagined herself as a woman with a big gorgeous husband who
could easily be a male stripper or a porn star with his looks. Nope, she never
expected to marry. Even if a part of her held out hope, she never expected
anyone without a heavier eyeglass prescription than hers.
Mark held up one arm, stretched, and twisted it enough to
make his bicep pop. He noticed her eyes following the play of his muscles. His
deliberate wink made her giggle a little. Geesh, just another sign she was way
out of her depth. Truth told she never dated much, period. School, then work
consumed her every waking moment.
He rolled to his side, facing her, and yawned before
answering. “I do remember our wedding since I was there. Plus it was only two
weeks ago.”
“Yes.” All that was true, but it wasn’t what she wanted to
hear. By mentioning the subject, he might tell her how wonderful it was or even
describe it in detail. Did she expect him to gush about the meaningfulness of
their vows? No way, she’d admit that she had issues bringing their wedding into
focus. All she could see was a couple and minister on the beach with the sun
setting in the background. With the shadows falling on them, it was hard to
tell if the couple was even white, let alone if it was actually them. The sun
was setting in the west, which worked since they married in Tahiti. Still, it
had the same feeling of looking at a magazine ad for honeymoons.
The woman had on a short dress, and the groom was barefoot.
That she could tell. They did have a whirlwind romance. Was it possible she was
drunk when she married Mark? Was that why she couldn’t remember anything very
well? Her hope was, by mentioning the wedding, he might also confess how wildly
in love he was with her. It might ease her fears about the two of them being an
odd couple.
Her Aunt Remy raised her with a healthy self-esteem. Being
worthy of her handsome husband wasn’t an issue. It was more a case of like
going with like. She’d heard enough comments when a couple showed with one
partner being more attractive. When the woman was more beautiful, people
assumed the man was rich and powerful. Charitable women might think he was
charming and good in bed. Unfortunately, it never worked that way with the
women. People seemed genuinely baffled and usually predicted a future break-up.
Rather unfair if you asked her. Couldn’t the woman have some great trait? Maybe
she was smart, interesting, and a decent conversationalist, even reasonably
good looking with a slender build and short blonde hair. Her nose crinkled once
she realized she’d just described herself.
The curve between his shoulder and neck beckoned her to
nuzzle. The simple action reassured that they were actually married and
together. Everything happened so fast. A slow roll of her body had Amy looking
up at her husband who pinned her to the mattress. “I think I know what my own
Dr. Death needs.” He wiggled his eyebrows and leered at her.
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11 comments:
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The impressive cover is what I like most from today's post.
Thanks Isabel for hosting me. :)
Thanks Mai. I like the cover too. It was done by the talented Dawne Dominique.
I like how intense the cover is.
Hi Kelsey,
The cover is on the intense side because it is an explosive tale in more ways than one. :) Thanks for commenting.
Hi Rita,
Thanks for stopping by and commenting. :)
Enjoyed reading the interview today.
I really loved the interview!
Hi Karen,
I had fun doing the interview. Thanks for commenting.
Hi Ree Dee,
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