Author Interview

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Veronica Towers
Avant guard woman of the world, lover, fighter gourmet...
In reality I am married and have 8 kids and 1 grandchild.
I have this wild imagination that allows me to escape the
humdrum tedium of the everyday and run off to other times and places.
Not that anything is boring at my house except housework.
I have been writing for two years and published for one.

Veronica@Veronicatowers.com
http://www.veronicatowers.com/
www.myspace.com/veronicatowers
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/VeronicaTowers/


The Writer:

1) What is the best thing about being a writer?

Picture it where else could a middle aged woman flirt outrageously with handsome studly cover models than being a Romance novelist

1.5)The worst?

It's like being a Diabetic in a Candy store, all those handsome young men...

2) What is your method of breaking through writer's block?

I take a bubble bath and read the competition

3) Do you bring your own life experiences to your writing?

I am a nurse and I use health issues from everyday life to help out with plot. It may never show up in the plot stated but I know it is the reason behind things. Your own personality? If so how? I am always the heroine OMG I think several of the models just started blushing, they must have read something out of my novel...

4) What fuels you as an author to continue to write?

I have this wild imagination. If you are on my list or on DCL I can take off on a tangent and bring everybody with me...

5) Can you tell us a bit about what book(s) you have coming out next and what you're working on now?

I have a story in an anthology coming out next When the Snow Lay Round about...


The Person:

1) Which season do you prefer? Spring, Summer, Fall or Winter?

Summer I have the kids around and we travel and do fun things

2) What is your favorite Holiday?

Thanksgiving, Thanksgiving is my favorite because it is not about Gimme Gimme Gimme, it is about "what can I do for you", or "what can I bring to the table" or come to my house for dinner

3) Do you like Comedy, Drama, Romance, Foreign Language, Indie or Mystery movies?

Action Adventure... Finish this phrase Yippy yi yo...

4) When you get a chance to read, what books do you love to read?

Everything romantic from comedy to fantasy and paranormal

5) What bores you as a reader?

Too much description, we listened to a particular book in the car and the author was so busy telling us what the scene was the story did not move. It was a best selling author as well.

6) What is your favorite food and what is your guilty pleasure food?

My favorite is Italian food, my guilty pleasure is Chocolate.


7) If you could go anywhere on a vacation where would you go?

I would go to Australia and see the home of books!

8) What is your favorite feature on a person?

The eyes are the windows of the soul...

9) Do you have a secret talent?

Yes I do and my husband doesn't want me to share it... but he will give it consideration if the models keep me off 5th Ave and away from a shoe store...

10) What is your favorite time of day?

Late night

11) What do you think is romantic?

Shared silence, hand holding, going to the grocery is romantic if you go with the person you love...What does the word Romance mean to you? Willing to risk all for happiness, thinking more of another person than yourself.

12) What type of music gets you dancing?

Rock! I love "Wipeout!"

13) Who would you go out on a date with if you could?

Michail Winslow, Marcus Derning, Devin Knight or Sir William of Somerset (most are Pete DeCicco but some are Bill Freda)

14) You're having a dinner party, what five people would you invite?

Pam Seres, Izzy Dinn, Pete DeCicco, Julian Fantechi, Bill Freda, oops (sorry Izzy) scratch Izzy and invite Jason Santiago...


Random Questions:

1) Aliens have landed on the planet. What are the three things you would tell them that are great about this planet?

We have karate studios at every shopping center, gun shops in every town, and the ability to anilate any tough guy trying to muscle in on our territory...

2) If you could create your own drink what would go in it and what would you call it?

Whiskey straight up...Whiskey straigt up

3) If your life were turned into a cartoon, what cartoon character would you want playing you?

Pearl Pureheart, she gets to nail Mighty Mouse

4) If you were a pirate what would your booty consist of?

Jewelry!

4.5)What would your pirate name be?

Voluptuous Veronica, mistress to Rakes and Rogues


5) Okay I have to include a crazy question so here goes: He-Man, GI- Joe, The Thundercats, The Transformers and Jem are all in a battle to decide who is the best 80s cartoon, who do you think will win? I told you it was a crazy question. No one said I was sane. :-p

The Thundercats! That Lyono is hot!

7) You've been given the honor of naming a planet, what would you name it?

Towers Place

8) If you were in a rock band what would the name of your band be? What would your rocker name be?

Veronica and the Dreamers! I am Veronica


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Only in Her Dreams
By: Veronica Towers

http://www.thedarkcastlelords.com/only_in_her_dreams.htm

“Here now, Miss, I’m sorry but we be all full up,” the grubby sailor at the dock said without looking up from his ship’s manifest.

Sarah Montague paused on the crowded foul smelling dock and set her bags down. She reached up and smoothed a lock of her curly, light brown hair back into her battered bonnet and straightened herself to her full five feet, five inches and looked straight into the man’s eyes. “I paid for my passage on this ship,” she said with a quiet dignity. A meager cabin on any ship in Calais was hard to come by these days after Waterloo, she thought. This enterprising American ship, looking to turn a quick profit from transporting British families home, was Sarah’s last hope to go home to England.

Well, Miss, it seem that we be overbooked,” the man said gruffly his eyes shifting so that they did not meet hers, “I’ll refunds your blunt, never you mind.”

Sarah looked up to the satisfied face of Captain Harriman’s wife who was standing at the railing of the boat. She had never been overly fond of Sarah, but since the incident with Lieutenant Wilbur she had seemed to go out of her way to cause trouble for Sarah. Sarah dropped her gaze determined the woman would not see the tears of despair that welled in her eyes.

In all her years following her father with the Seventy-third of Foot from Australia, Ceylon, Edinburgh and finally Waterloo, Sarah had never felt such despair. When her mother and brother had died of fever she’d at least still had her father. Now she had no one. Her father had made so many friends as the quartermaster but they were either dead or seemingly avoiding her. She had no money to spare for even the cheapest accommodations here in Calais. She would need every shilling she had to make her way to London. There were funds in the bank in London, but London is not Calais, she thought in despair.

“What seems to be the trouble here?” a deep male voice said.

Sarah turned to look at the man. The late afternoon sun shone around the man who spoke, highlighting his chestnut brown hair. Sarah recognized the tall broad shouldered man as Captain Marcus Derning, the man her father died saving from looters. A glare from that rugged green-eyed visage had been known to make battle hardened soldiers stammer. Sarah noted that the glare was now being directed at the hapless sailor refusing to board her.

“Well, you sees Cap’n, I jist tol’ this woman here that we be overbooked an’ she’ll needs to take the packet tomorrow,” the ship’s mate looked up to Captain Derning trying for sincerity.

“Miss Montague can have my cabin,” Captain Derning said swiftly, “I shall sleep on deck.”
Mrs. Harriman chose to speak up, “Captain Derning, you could not possibly allow that woman to be on the same ship as my young, impressionable daughter. The creature obviously would be in her element down here at the docks.”

The inference was plain and Sarah felt her face flush as she turned to look towards the water. A tear threatened to spill from her light blue eyes.

“Madame, I do not believe that this is any of your affair,” he turned back to the ship’s mate.

“You will board Miss Montague at once, or I shall take steps to remove you from your position.”

He stepped up and started to pick up the small amount of baggage holding all of Sarah’s pitiably few possessions. Sarah tried to stay his hand, “Captain Derning, I do not wish to inconvenience you, I could see if a passage is available tomorrow.”

“Nonsense, do you want to go or not?” he glared at her. A vein throbbed in his forehead next to the scabbed bullet graze he sustained at Waterloo.

“Oh, of course, I do,” Sarah had begun.

“Then let us get you on board,” he resumed gathering her bags.

“Captain, you have been wounded—I can carry my own things…” Sarah might as well have been talking to the air. The Captain ignored her and left her to trail after him up the gangplank and across the deck. Sarah followed him down a well worn set of steps to a well-appointed, though small, cabin.