A very warm welcome to the lovely Danita Minnis, my Guest Blogger for the week. Danita shares with us the people and places which inspired her to write her début novel, Falcon’s Angel, and shows how easy it is to become motivated!
I am in love with love! It’s one of the best highs you can experience. And who doesn’t want to feel it?
Love is the reason I started writing, the inspiration for my stories. Well, cover model David Gandy might also have a bit to do with it! Here’s David if you are living under a rock and aren’t familiar:
Oh, where was I?
Inspiration, yes. When I’m looking for inspiration, I don’t’ have to go far: the lovers I spy at the corner table in Starbucks on Sunday morning. He stirs her coffee, she just smiles…so laughingly sweet that I sit and smile at them – but it’s as real as the mailman who comes to the job and only has eyes for Sharon :). He hasn’t smiled at her yet. Looks like he’s getting up the nerve to twitch his lips.
Love waiting to be acknowledged is one of my favorite cliffhangers in a romance novel. Add in your character’s quirks/shortcomings and who knows what they will do? Your story is off to the races.
I think of the story as a race for love and how it’s won. I love to witness it, so much so that I just have to write about it. The mischievous side of me who was raised on a healthy diet of whodunnit murder mysteries loves to put my characters in peril and see how it works out for them.
In my debut paranormal romance Falcon’s Angel, Falcon and Angel are lovers who met two hundred years earlier in not so gentle times. Modern day Italy doesn’t treat them any better but this time around they have an opportunity to learn something that can put a stop to the cycle of murder and mayhem.
Falcon’s Angel – blurb
She’s a classical violinist and daughter of a dynasty with one passion; her Stradivarius. Falcon wants the Stradivarius in her possession, and goes undercover to track down a thief. But he is not the only killer in search of the violin. Il Dragone, a devil-worshiping cult, wants revenge for a past only they can remember.
Angelina wants to go unrecognized when she leaves her family’s Yorkshire estate to play in a symphony in Italy. But the Stradivarius, a gift from her deceased instructor, opens a door to hatred that is centuries old.
If you asked me which is easier, writing songs or writing novels, I would say it was the former. Melodies and rhymes are second nature. What my characters want is another thing entirely. With my debut novel, Falcon’s Angel, I learned to listen to my spunky heroine and sinfully confident hero. They’re funny and in danger, and that’s just the way they want it. Lesson learned: don’t try to save them.
When I’m not writing, I exercise my lungs at my son’s soccer matches and our favorite theme park, because everyone knows it’s easier on the stomach to scream your way down a roller coaster.