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Tuesday, February 14, 2012


By Caroline Clemmons

Happy Valentine’s Day! What’s better on a wintry day than curling up with the one you love? I’m so happy you asked. Whether the weather outside is frightful or delightful, snuggle with your sweetie, your favorite beverage, and a romantic book. And I have a book to suggest, just as you knew I would!

First, let me tell you how I came to write SNOWFIRES. One year, my sweetie and I took our children to visit our family in West Texas. When we had to stay a couple of extra days due to an unusually heavy snow, our kids were delighted. My husband and I were not that pleased. Although my husband is a wonderful driver, people in this area are often inexperienced at driving in snow and present a hazard to everyone in their path. There are no snowplows to clear rural roads - there aren't even snowplows in towns. This was the kind of weather we Texans say "is so cold there's nothing between us and the North Pole but a barbed wire fence."

Writers just can’t help playing "what if" with ideas. On the way home, we passed many isolated areas, and I wondered what would happen if someone had car trouble or became marooned in a snowstorm. Even in good weather, cell phone service is spotty in the ranching areas of West Texas. In bad weather, it’s non-existent. Rural electric and telephone lines fail under heavy snow and ice. Better and better, right? By that, I mean worse and worse for the characters. The more I thought about it, the more appealing the idea.

The barbed wire fence between the
Texas Caprock area and North Pole
For SNOWFIRES, I came up with a couple who didn’t agree on anything, but were forced to work together. Worse, each hated being attracted to the other and fought to hide and resist the pull. Then I managed to isolate them in a blizzard on a small ranch whose owners were not home. And I complicated their lives as much as possible with tedious details.

Once they returned to Dallas, I forced them to  endure working together. Writers love to make their characters suffer. After all, we want them to earn their happiness, don’t we?

I love SNOWFIRES' cover because it reminds me of the January night my husband and I were married. There were a couple of feet of snow on the ground and a bright, full moon in a cloudless sky. Of course it was gorgeous...and oh so memorable. We still talk about it today, but we're both romantics at heart.

Here’s the blurb for SNOWFIRES:

A blizzard can’t quench the fiery heat of passionate attraction. Holly only intended to get a little of her own back from Trent, not get them lost in the worst blizzard in decades. A snowstorm can’t keep them apart once their passions ignite. Holly Tucker believes Trent Macleod will ruin her family’s business now that he’s acquired her late father’s shares. Not only that, she fears he’s responsible for her father’s fatal heart attack. She’ll stop this corporate pirate any way she can. If only she could tame her hormones when he was around. He believes she’s a spoiled and pampered woman. Little does he know how wrong he is. Pampered by her grandparents, yes, but she carries all the responsibility for her stepmother and two stepsisters. Only Holly’s constant juggling of family finances covers her stepmother’s excessive spending. That and the fact Holly actually works in the family business.

Trent started with nothing and saved most of his life for this one big chance. Holly’s trick to delay their return to Dallas for an important meeting almost cost him his dream. After battling all his life against bad foster parents, crooks, and the press, he is determined no one will defeat him, not even Holly. How can she still believe her father was such a great guy? Trent doesn’t know why she is so opposed to every thing he suggests for the company. Thank heavens she is not so stand offish when they’re alone. She even invited him around her country club friends. Does a guy from nowhere stand a chance with a society princess like Holly? He prays he does, because he can’t get her out of his dreams, day or night. What will it take for him to achieve happily ever after with Holly?

Here’s the excerpt from when they're stranded in the small house with almost no heat and they've been forced to share the one bed. Grayson is Holly's grandfather.

He smiled as he recalled her shocked expression when he mentioned shared body heat. At least he got a little of his own back then. She turned toward him in her sleep, snuggling up to him with her palms against his chest, one leg thrown over his.
He fought the instinct to pull her even closer and make passionate love to her. They fit so well together. He wondered how she would be as a lover, then mentally kicked himself for that line of thought.

Now he knew why the young Martin family had children so close in age. On this sagging mattress, which forced their bodies into intimate contact, a man and woman who loved one another would be drawn naturally into frequent lovemaking. Even with this ice princess with whom he had nothing in common, his mind and body cried out for their coupling.

He had no idea why she so resented him. It was more than their differences in business theory, because she had hated him at their first meeting two months ago. He racked his brain for a possible reason, but nothing came to him.

Maybe she just resented his buying the shares lost through her father's gambling. Why hold him responsible for her father’s stupidity? From all accounts, Walter Tucker was charming and glib but an absolute loser in all the ways that counted.

Grayson skirted the issue, but made it clear he hadn’t approved of his late son-in-law's management of Marvel, his ostentatious lifestyle, or his choice of Holly’s stepmother. So, why had Grayson stayed in the background? Buying into what had previously been solely a family-owned business left Trent an outsider with insufficient information.

If only Walter Tucker had stopped ranting long enough that day to listen to him...but why even go there? He would figure it all out eventually, but so far hadn't discovered how all the pieces fit. Trying to unravel the puzzle, Trent drifted softly to sleep.

The pirate returned to Holly's dreams. They were in the cabin of his ship, snug together in his bunk. This time his caresses inflamed her beyond her wildest imagination. Her fingers traced the line of the scar on his chest, her lips trailed kisses along the jagged ridge.

His mouth scorched a path down her neck and across her shoulders. Strong hands pushed her bra aside. Warm lips found her breast and his tongue laved her rigid nipple. The calluses of his fingers scintillated her skin as they moved to the elastic of her panties. His hand slid gently inside to touch her—

Her eyes flew open. "Hey! Stop it right now." Holly pounded Trent on his shoulders. "Get off me."
I don't want you to think this is erotic, because it's not - even though it's probably the hottest book I've written. I hope you’ll want to read SNOWFIRES.

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  1. Beautiful post, Caroline!

    Morgan Mandel

  2. Oh my, Caroline, I know you don't write erotica, but I like this type of hot! Looking forward to reading this book.