Series: Destination Love #3
by Jo Watson
Interview with Jo Watson:
Crystal: I have the pleasure of hosting Jo Watson today. Welcome Jo! I'm so happy to have you here today. What are you currently working on?
Jo: Your guess is as good as mine because I’m working on about 10 things at the moment and not really knowing what to fully commit to. I’m like that- sometimes I have too many ideas. And it’s not a good thing let me tell you. Writing takes a single-minded focus and right now my brain is very unfocused. My mother-in-law gave me an esoteric book about the benefits of chanting power words out loud, apparently that will help focus me. I haven’t tried it yet! Maybe I should.
Crystal: When you are not busy writing wonderful stories to keep us lucky readers entertained, what do you like to do? Do you have a hobby?
Jo: TV is basically my hobby. I’m afraid I can’t boast any amazing skills such as pottery and scrapbooking. I like to binge watch TV, listen to music and that’s about it. I have a 5 year old, so when I’m not working I do need to be a mother- that’s apparently rather important.
Crystal: Do you have a favorite background noise you like to have going while you write (TV, Music, kids playing)?
Jo: Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode and a little more Depeche Mode. If you know anything about me, I’m obsessed with them. I’m also very into Grimes- she’s a Canadian artist and one-woman machine. She’s a singer, songwriter, record producer, music video director, music engineer and visual artist. I like that! I like woman who do it all. I also like XOV- a lesser known dark, electro Swedish artist. I’m a sucker for dark, depressing electronic music.
Crystal: Do you have a favorite snack that like to munch on while writing? If so would you mind sharing what it is with us?
Jo: No- I need to eat less. But I’m addicted to Coke Zero, and always have a few of those around (I’m sure they’re bad for me) But hey, isn’t everything back for you? I’m also a massive fan of Scheckter's Organic Energy drinks- but I’m trying to give up sugar… sigh. The struggle is very real!
Crystal: Do you have any special routine that you follow when you are writing?
Jo: I used to have a very defined routine when I was super- focused. Now, not so much. I walk around my desk a lot, stare at pieces of paper and think for far too long about what I should be writing next. But when I’m in a good routine, I’m in my office at 9:00 and emerge at the end of the day. Like anyone who works in an office would. Except I work in the bottom of my garden!
Being adopted never made Jane Smith feel unloved, just unlike the rest of her family. As her twenty-fifth birthday approaches, she is struck by an overwhelming longing to finally find her place in the world. So, in a very un-Jane-like move, she books a last-minute ticket to Greece to find her birth father and the real Jane. All she knows about him is that he was a tour guide named Dimitri. Armed with this knowledge and several surprise boxes of condoms from her mom (not embarrassing at all), Jane takes off.
Within minutes of landing she makes two important discoveries. First, everyone in Greece is named Dimitri, and second, fate might be playing a sick joke on her when a sexy tour guide called Dimitri comes to fetch her from the airport. After failing to find concrete information about her father, Dimitri offers to help Jane with her search – if she’ll go on an adventure with him. Stable Jane would never risk a steamy vacation romance, but real Jane might finally be ready to listen to her heart. Will Jane find her biological father, or will she end up finding something else entirely?
On Sale: May 2, 2017
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He stepped toward me. My heart stopped pumping. He leaned in close and pulled my hand from behind my back and placed his card in the center of my palm. My nerve endings prickled and the hair on the back of my neck stood up.
“Just in case.” He repeated the words and they sounded so loaded.
In case what? In case I decided to lose all common sense, judgment, control, my mind (although that was already up for debate) and call you for a midnight beach romp. I’ll be sure to bring my watch so I can take note of how long it takes you to make me start screaming your name in wild ecstasy…Oh God, that sounded good!
I took a large step back. He took a large step forward. Back. Forward. Then he leaned in again. Holy Crap! He was coming in for that double-cheek kiss again and I wasn’t sure I’d be able to remain cool and calm and controlled this time. Only he didn’t. He did something far, far more odd and unsettling. He pulled my sunglasses off, placed them in the same hand as the card and then closed my fingers around them. He squeezed my hand closed while looking into my eyes in a way that rattled me to my very core.
My head started spinning and suddenly I felt a tad unsteady. I hoped to hell that I wasn’t about to be knocked off my feet by my raging hormones and fall into his arms. He gave my hand one last squeeze, and then… he was gone!
What the hell did that mean? You can’t just take off a person’s glasses, put them in their hands, stare into their eyes meaningfully and then mysteriously walk away without saying a word. What the hell was he playing at?
And why was it so hard to keep myself from falling for it?
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