Sometime last year, Karen Hawkins guest blogged with our good pals over at Squawk Radio, and it was there I remembered I'd read her novels before and really liked them. So I jumped at the chance to have Karen GuestBlog with us because I thought she might have fun here, too.
Karen's new novel is terrific, and today she'll tell us a little about the kinds of harrowing sacrifices she makes to create her great romances. Please, a warm, TGIF buongiorno for Karen...
I’m in the process of getting back In Shape. I was In Shape once, then Out Of Shape. Then I got back In Shape again, but then I sliiiiiid down a very slippery slope covered in Caramellos and coffee cake, and my In Shape went away. So now I’m slogging up that same motivational mountain again and trying to get back In Shape once again.
I like to exercise. The problem is, I don’t like to HAVE to exercise. Those of you who are blessed with bountiful, bootilicious figures like myself understand that. The rest of you who don’t understand that, go and get a burger.
I have the same problem with my writing. I start out great, tap tap tap on the keyboard . . . but as the weeks pass, I sort of slip, then sliiiide, until it’s more like tap . . . tap . . . taptap . . . . . . . . . . . tap.
Over the years I’ve found only one thing that actually motivates me -- a reward. Like a donkey after a carrot, if you wave a prize in front me, I’ll keep a-goin’ and a-goin’ and a-goin’. Of course, some rewards worked better than others.
First I tried a margarita every time I wrote a page. That worked for two pages, but after that, though I hit my page count, I couldn’t use a single anything I’d written.
Next, I tried chocolate. Every time I wrote a page, I’d eat a Caramello. Though I made my page count, I also gained twelve pounds . . . for one book.
Last, I tried shoes. Every time I write a page, I give myself $2 towards a purchase of some new shoes. I am a shoe-a-holic, so this has been working so far, although . . . I have to say, I think I may need a new closet when this book is done. And have I mentioned that it appears that I may be 111 pages OVER my page count?
It’s going to be a looong book ‘cause MOMMA NEEDS SOME NEW SHOES!
Encore due! I had to include Karen's last novel, "Her Officer and Gentleman." It's got an awesome title, plus, a cover shot of Nathan Kamp on a big stallion. I think it's a stallion. Anyway, it's got NK, it's part of a great duo of novels, and I thought you should see it.