Hey folks! Today I’m happy to introduce you to Taryn Kincaid and her story Her Captain!
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Taryn Kincaid writes paranormal, historical romance and contemporary romance, sometimes spiced with a little humor or a lot of snark. She enjoys pinching and tickling words to make them dance. Her latest, RAIN, a post-apocalyptic retelling of Sleeping Beauty, is out now from Decadent Publishing. HER CAPTAIN, a Tempting Signs romance (Capricorn) from Fated Desires Publishing, will release in December, 2015. HER CAPTAIN is available for Pre-Order now!
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Today Taryn Kincaid will be talking about “BEING A WRITER: THE GOOD, THE BAD AND THE UGLY”
Jacey asked me to comment on “What is the best and most rewarding thing you find about being a writer?”
The best thing, of course, is that people (aside from your mother, your aunt and your BFF) read what you’ve written and find enjoyment in it. Or, if not enjoyment, something that moves them enough to go to Goodreads or Amazon and leave a comment about what disturbed them. It’s amazing to read all the comments— the good, the bad, the ugly—and to realize someone out there, someone who is not your mother, your aunt or your BFF is reacting to what you’ve wrote.
It’s so thrilling when someone you don’t know introduces herself at a conference or on Facebook, and tells you she is a fan! Or that one of your heroes is her book boyfriend.
Writers live for that. And also for when your publisher reveals the cover art to you for the first time. You hold your breath when you click on the email attachment and hope for the best. I have been extraordinary lucky and blessed in that way, with fabulous covers, such as the cover of HER CAPTAIN done by Charity Henrdry for Fated Desires Publishing. In fact, Charity did all the covers for the Tempting Signs series. Of course, I love mine the best. It totally reflects everything between the pixels!
But still, the absolute best thing: the readers
And the absolute worst thing? Well, there are a few of those for me. The first is when I’m stuck. When I have a scene in my head and can’t seem to dig deep enough on the first or second try to express it on the page the way you’ve seen it in your head. And the other: When you give someone something of yours to read, or post an excerpt and, while you’re waiting for a response—any response!—all you hear is crickets chirping and the tick-tick-ticking of the clock.
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Capricorn Slate Claybourne, an ex-Seal and former sniper who has seen and done things in country that no man should endure, returns to his bucolic hometown on Pieberry Island, desperate for the mundane, everyday routines he once wanted to escape.
A broken, soul-dead man unable to be around people, his body still a lethal weapon when his night terrors wake him from sleep, Slate’s failed to keep the promise he made to the commander who died in his arms: to look after the older man’s baby girl.
But animated Aries Holly Harper is not the pigtailed tot Slate expected her to be, when she lands on the island to take over the decrepit Pieberry House, determined to turn it into an inn for summer tourists, and even more determined to yank Slate back into the land of the living.
First she crashes into him at the island’s holiday Winter Festival, dumping a towering stack of pies at his feet, then she drags him off to a fortune teller against his better judgment. Except for the sizzling attraction smoldering between them, they’re incompatible in every way.
But when a furious December nor’easter traps them together at Pieberry House, will Slate and Holly overcome their pasts and discover they are two halves of a whole?
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His square, sharp-edged jaw solidified like frozen iron, so rigid over his clenched teeth, a muscle ticked in his cheek. She almost laughed at his stunned expression, his cold, gunmetal- gray eyes unblinking, his brows zooming skyward like tarnished McDonald’s arches. Except that the face in question devastated her. If she’d thought him ruggedly handsome in the photos her dad had sent home, the giant, live-action figure totally stole her breath away, turned her knees to jelly, and melted her core. Hell, in another second, she’d be coughing and wheezing, trying to draw in a sip of the sustaining oxygen the hot-as-sin SEAL all but sucked out of the surrounding atmosphere. Jeez Louise. Raw, overpowering masculinity poured off him in waves.
Yet, the smiling face she’d often drooled over in pictures had disappeared. Did the grim man before her smile at all anymore? His sharp eyes seemed haunted in a profound way, his stares hyper-vigilant and unwavering…focused on her but, at the same time, a million miles away. She detected no humor dancing in them at all, despite the comical barbs they’d traded over the smashed pies. Hell knew bottomless grief gripped her still from time to time, wringing tears from her when she least expected the reminders of her loss. But whatever embroiled Slate seemed worse, as if he’d slipped into a dark crevice of endless, dismal eternity and couldn’t find his way back.
I need to fix him. I have to.
Yeah, and good luck with that, girlie-girl.
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Taryn Kincaid will be awarding a $10 Amazon/BN GC + a download of the book to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. CLICK HERE to enter to win a $10 Amazon/BN GC + book – a Rafflecopter giveaway! Readers, follow the tour and comment; the more you comment, the better your chances of winning. The tour dates and places can be found here: Tour Schedule
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Taryn Kincaid, thank you for stopping by today!
Love & blessings to all! ❤