Do you have any guilty pleasures? Buying books and
reading…Thank God for E-readers, now my husband doesn’t know how bad that
guilty pleasure has gotten.
If you could live anywhere in the world, where
would it be? Hawaii
How do you get yourself in the mood to write? I have a mental conversation with my characters, if we aren’t on the same or can’t compromise then I will not put word to paper.
Where do you find the
inspirations for your stories? The people around me, I
love to people watch.
Are your characters able to
love or do they need to be taught? In my first novel,
the heroine needed to be taught to love and it took a very patient man to teach
her.
When you begin your stories,
do you go with the flow, or go with an outline? I
always go with the flow. I find outlines too stringent.
Is it hard coming up with
titles or characters names? I find it hardest to come
up with titles.
Is music a factor for you while you are writing? Do certain songs put
you in the right frame of mind to write certain stories? No, music isn’t a factor while writing.
Has there been any character that started off as supporting character, but then developed into a more prominent character? Yes, Marilyn in my novel The Other Woman was to be a supporting character. She was one that I could not compromise with so I allowed her to take over.
What has been the defining moment in your career
that made you think “Yes, I am now a writer!”? That
would be when my readers started asking for a sequel to my first novel.
The Other Woman
Genre Mainstream/
contemporary fiction
Publisher Sweet Cravings
Publishing
Available at Amazon / Publisher / Createspace / Barnes & Nobles / Bookstrand
Krys
Harriston has what every girl wants—a good job, a handsome hardworking husband,
two beautiful kids and a loving home…everything that makes her happy. But
there’s another woman out for revenge trying to break up her marriage, and this
is one woman Krys may not be able to compete with. Her husband, Cameron, never
imagined that the one person who loves him unconditionally is the very one
causing his world to come crashing down around him. Does he have enough
strength to fight the evil forces and save his marriage or will he allow it all
to slip away?
Excerpt:
“Okay,
Cameron,” she said barely above a whisper, “You deal with it your way. But
you’re going to have to deal with it alone because I’m not taking this shit.”
He
looked up at her. “Are you leaving?”
She
looked at him and then said, “No, I’m not leaving.” She pointed at him. “You
are.”
“What?”
She
got up to go to the bathroom. “You heard me, I’m tired of feeling like a
stranger in my own home. Get your shit and get out!” With that, she slammed the
bathroom door.
Krys
knew he must have been stunned at her ultimatum. Finally he followed her into
the bathroom and stopped beside her as she stood brushing her teeth.
“What
good will my moving out do? What about the kids?” He stepped back to lean
against the door jamb.
Krys
looked over at him as she leaned over the sink to rinse her mouth. If he could
have read her mind, he would have heard her ask, Lord, where is my husband
because this specimen standing before me sure isn’t the one I married? She
reached for a towel. She wiped her mouth and continued to eye him. She stepped
around him and walked out of the bathroom and got in the bed.
Cameron
stood in the bathroom door. “Krys, I asked you a question.”
“Damn
it, Cameron, the good it’ll do is I’ll have some peace of mind. And as for the
kids, they’ll be just fine. You can come by to pick them up and spend as much
time with them as you want.”
“And
what will this do to them?”
“What
will you staying do to or for them, Cameron? Do you think that they haven’t
noticed the difference in our relationship?” She started to cry again. Damn it,
the tears just keep coming, she thought. “What do you think that is doing to
them?”
He
moved over to her and tried to wrap his arms around her. She held up her hand
to stop him. “Don’t.”
“I’m
sorry, baby.”
“Me,
too, Cameron.” At that moment she couldn’t contain the tears and all hell broke
loose. “But, you know what? Sorry, doesn’t fucking help the way I’ve been
feeling these past few weeks!” She wiped at the tears that continued to fall no
matter how hard she willed them not to. “Sorry doesn’t excuse your actions
toward me. Sorry doesn’t make me want to stay with your sorry ass after you
swore to me that you’d forsake all others for me. Sorry hasn’t wrapped an arm
around me at night nor has it given me an orgasm. Sorry sure as hell doesn’t
make me think that you deserve my love after the way you’ve been treating me.
“Well,
guess what? I’m sorry, too, Cameron, sorry that I’ve put up with your mother’s
shit just to save face with you. Maybe if I’d told her ass off the very first
time she looked down her nose at me we wouldn’t be in this mess. I’m just so
fucking sorry to have to put your ass out, but you know what? You’ve got to go.
And when you realize that your mother can only be your mother and not your
lover and friend then you let me know what you’ve decided to do about this
situation.” She paused long enough to draw breath into her lungs. This time she
spoke more calmly, “So Cameron, I say again, get your shit and get out.”
About the Author
DARLENE P. WINSTON is a native of Waverly,
Virginia. She is an avid reader and spent much of her adolescence at the local
library, where she got excited about books and the power of words. She earned a
B.S. in Business Administration from Virginia Union University in Richmond and
years later she returned to school for a master’s in Business with a
concentration in Information Technology Management from Touro University
International. Currently Darlene resides in Chester, Virginia with her husband,
son and their dog and she has a daughter in college. Darlene loves bowling,
traveling and spending time with her husband and two kids when their busy
schedules permit. She works full time for a large insurance company.
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