Talking with Silvia Violet
Can you tell us a little about yourself?
I’ve been writing romance for over a decade. I got my start
with Regency historicals then branched into paranormal. I wrote my first m/m
romance in 2011 and I love it so much I starting writing m/m almost
exclusively. I homeschool my daughters and writing gets fit in during the day
around their schoolwork. I also love to cook and especially bake.
What are you currently working on?
I’m currently working on Unexpected Trust, the sequel to
Unexpected Rescue. This book focuses on Sport, on of the secondary characters
from Unexpected Rescue. He’s a former SEAL who is now an FBI agent. He gets put
on a special black ops assignment where he meets Danny O’Sullivan a spy who’s
past is filled with shadows.
How long did it take you to get your rough draft finished on
your latest release?
I finished the rough draft in about 7weeks. When I’m writing
first drafts, I usually set a goal of at least 10k words/week.
Are any of your characters like you?
Eli from Needing A Little Christmas is more like me than any
of my characters.
What genres do you write in?
For the last few years I’ve mostly stuck to shapeshifter
paranormals and contemporary but I’ve also written sci fi, historicals and
other paranormals.
Is there anything you would tell aspiring writers?
Keep going. Set a goal of an amount of time or a word count
each day or week and don’t stop until you have your whole story down. First
drafts can always be edited. The most important thing is to get the story out
of your head and onto the page.
If you write a series do you reread your previous books before
you begin the new one?
I do re-read at least the book that came right before the one
I’m writing. It helps me get back into the characters and the setting and
reminds me of details that have slipped my mind.
Is there anything you wish to say to your readers?
For
readers who haven't tried your books yet, how do you think your editor or loyal
readers would describe your books?
When writing, how do you keep track of timelines,
ideas, inspiration and such? By notes on the computer, a notebook perhaps?
One
of my favorite apps is Simplenote which is (like it sounds) a very basic
note-taking app that can be synced with Scrivener. I have it on my phone and my
iPad and that’s where I tend to make nots about my stories. I also have a file
on my laptop for each book where I keep inspiration photos, research links,
etc.
I’m always looking for book recommendations. What
books have you been reading? Would you recommend them?
I’m currently reading Bad Company by KA Mitchell and I would
highly recommend it. Some other great books I’ve read recently are The Only One
Who Knows by Cat Grant and LA Witt and Chase in Shadow by Amy Lane (be prepared
for a major tears with this one)
If Wishes Were Horses by Silvia Violet
Cover Artist: LC Chase
Publisher: Self-published
Kenneth
Carver had everything growing up except warmth and acceptance. When protecting
his family’s name became more than he could bear, he came out as gay, sold his
company, and bought a horse ranch.
Andrew
Wofford’s last undercover assignment nearly cost him his sanity. Now he has
another chance of catching the drug runner who killed one of his informants and
then escaped, but gruesome flashbacks threaten his ability to function in the
field.
Andy’s
latest investigation sends him to Ken’s ranch where he poses as a ranch hand.
Ken is a prime suspect, but Andy refuses to believe Ken is guilty, in part
because Andy is falling for him. Ken knows Andy isn’t who he seems, but he
can’t bring himself to push the man away. When Ken hears rumors that someone is
using his land to move drugs out of the city, he worries that it’s Andy.
Neither man can trust the other even though that’s exactly what their hearts
tell them to do.
Teaser Excerpt:
Andrew
glanced down at his copy of the job application he’d submitted under the name,
Andy Watson. His new identity kept with the rule of using a name enough like
his own that he wasn’t likely to forget it—maybe it was too close but while
he’d occasionally been called Drew, he’d never been Andy—and his background was
mostly truth with a few embellishments like recent ranch experience. He’d
learned that Kenneth Carver, rebellious rich boy, had taken a hands-on approach
to running his ranch. He suppressed a shudder as he imagined just where he’d
like the man’s hands, and he hoped Carver was just playing cowboy rather than
having solid ranching knowledge. He didn’t need the man noticing how little
several summers spent on his uncle’s ranch had actually taught Andy.
He
slammed the door of the truck the department had given for him for the
assignment, and a rusted-out patch caved in. Fuck, it had been seized from some
asshole they’d locked up, and it was so old and beaten up Andy had doubted it would
get him to the ranch. He hoped to hell there were ranch-owned vehicles he could
drive, or he’d likely find himself walking wherever he needed to go.
The
front door of the traditionally-styled ranch house was solid dark wood. Andy
knocked and waited. A few seconds later, Mr. Carver opened it himself. Andy had
been expecting a maid. He wasn’t at all prepared to be confronted with Kenneth
Carver live and in person wearing an expensive white button-down, worn jeans
that probably had a designer label over his fine ass, and cowboy boots that had
actual dust on them. He was more rugged than he looked on TV, his face angled
and craggy. His hands looked like he’d missed his recent manicure, but that
would only make them sexier wrapped around Andy’s dick. But his smirk and those
knowing eyes, those were just as Andy had expected. The man was a walking
fantasy.
“Andy
Watson?”
Andrew
almost forgot and said his real name instead, but just in time, he caught
himself. “Yeah, that’s me. I’m here about a job.”
“Do
come in.” Carver bowed slightly and swept his hand out to indicate that Andy
should enter.
Fuck,
was the man flirting with him? Andy’s dick said it liked that a whole lot, but
his other head knew that could lead to serious trouble. Despite what Gomez
thought he might do, no matter what answers he would get from fucking Ken,
getting that close would compromise him. The last thing he needed was
flashbacks in bed.
But
oh my holy God, Carver was even sexier in person than he’d been when the media
had spent day and night detailing the events of his coming out. The man moved
like he knew he could have whatever he wanted, and wow, that ass. His jeans fit
it perfectly, and Andy wanted to reach out and test its firmness. Kenneth
Carver was dangerous, like a jungle cat, ready to leap down from the trees and
devour him. All Andy’s senses told him this man was shrewder than anyone gave
him credit for and far more in his element on a ranch than Andy had thought
he’d be. There was little or none of the ridiculous city playboy in him. That
must have been an act for the cameras. This was a man who played for keeps.
Andy was in a fuckload of trouble.
He
followed Carver into his office. The heavy oak desk spoke of power and the wall
of glass with French doors said he enjoyed looking at the land he’d made his
own. Carver sat in his leather swivel chair, and Andy stood, facing him down,
pissed as hell that he was so fucking nervous. He was no rookie. Sure the last
time he’d been undercover he’d lost big. A good man had ended up dead, and he’d
been left so screwed up he might not actually be fit for police work anymore,
but he’d gone back in anyway, and he’d done it, putting assholes in jail,
busting his ass, not looking back. So why was he acting like such a fucking
baby now?
Ken
studied Andy for several seconds. Then he grinned. “I’ve looked over your
application. I’m glad you’ve had some experience, but frankly, a man can learn
how to work a ranch fairly quickly. You’ve got to be willing to follow my rules
if you want to be here.”
Andy
nodded. Arrogant son of a bitch. At least, he wasn’t questioning Andy’s
history. Gomez assured him his background was solid, but Ken was a billionaire
whose fact-checking resources probably exceeded the FBI’s.
“What
are those rules?” Andy asked, not quite succeeding in keeping his annoyance out
of his voice.
Carver
grinned at him. The asshole knew he was pissing Andy off, and he liked it.
“Forget
everything you’ve heard about me. This ranch is my life now, and I take it very
seriously. I have every intention of being involved in running it.”
“Yes,
sir. I can’t see how that would be a problem for me.”
Carver
ignored him and continued. “If you have a problem with who I am, a gay man with
an asshole for a father and too much money, then walk out that door right now.
I do not tolerate prejudice on this ranch. Everyone pulls their weight and
respects all the other employees.”
Andy
fought not to show his surprise, but knew he’d failed by the way Ken’s sexy
mouth quirked up and his hazel eyes mocked Andy.
About the Author:
Silvia Violet writes erotic romance in a variety of genres
including paranormal, contemporary, sci fi, and historical. She can be found
haunting coffee shops looking for the darkest, strongest cup of coffee she can
find. Once equipped with the needed fuel, she can happily sit for hours
pounding away at her laptop. Silvia typically leaves home disguised as a
suburban stay-at-home-mom, and other coffee shop patrons tend to ask her
hilarious questions like "Do you write children's books?" She loves
watching the looks on their faces when they learn what she's actually up to.
When not writing, Silvia enjoys baking sinfully delicious treats, exploring new
styles of cooking, and reading to her incorrigible offspring.
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