Real Locations that Inspired Anywhere With You by Britney King

First off, thank you for asking me to write a guest post. It’s always fun.

Anywhere With You, because it is a novel based on a road trip was inspired by various locations. Although, perhaps it would help if I started from the beginning…

The idea for Somewhere With You (book one) was in part inspired by a grief camp for kids that my then seven-year-old niece attended. In fact, she still attends each year. From there it grew into a story about two kids who’ve lost a parent, that essentially grow up together, and fall in and out of love. Because their circumstances change along the way they wind up traveling the world, meeting in various places around the world, coming together—and falling apart.

Originally, I hadn’t planned on writing a sequel to Somewhere With You. However after reading the reviews and receiving a plethora of notes on the subject I decided that perhaps Jack and Amelie’s story wasn’t over. They never really are. ☺

So, in August of this year, my husband and I set out on a 4,000-mile road trip across five states—the only caveat being that we had only a loose idea of a plan and a few key places that I wanted to hit. Those were: Santa Fe, several mountain towns in Colorado, but mainly Telluride, The Grand Canyon, and Sedona. While we visited lots of other places along the way… those are the key places that will stick out in the story.

Also, they all have a special place in my heart as well. For me, they’re magical places for one reason or another.

That said, if you’re interested in getting visual images of the road trip, please check me out on Instagram.

And once again, thanks, for having me as a guest. ☺

 

Britney King writes modern love stories for mature audiences. She is the author of six novels, several of which have been featured on various bestseller lists, and is currently at work on number seven. 

She lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, five children, two dogs, one ridiculous cat, and a partridge in a pear tree.

She enjoys hearing from readers and would love it if you would connect with her via FacebookInstagram, and Twitter.

About Anywhere With You

They say opposites attract. For Jack and Amelie, that statement is about as close to the truth as it gets. 

She runs from anything that so much smells like love. And, well, as for Jack, he's always been a fan of the chase. Especially where she's concerned. 

Which is exactly what happens when he proposes... to accompany her on a cross-country road trip. 

A bet is made. True to form, Jack puts everything on the table—while Amelie keeps her cards tucked close to her heart. 

The question remaining when it all shakes out—is whether it's possible they can both win?

Will a road trip across the country finally teach them to meet in the middle? Or simply drive them further apart? 

This is the continuation of a love story that (like many) was never really over. 

Author Alissa Johnson Picks Her Favorite 5 Lady Thieves

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Hello readers,
 
I’m delighted to introduce A Talent for Trickery, the first book in my new Victorian-set “Thief-takers” series. Our hero, Private Investigator Owen Renderwell, is on the hunt for a thief and murderer. And he knows just how to catch his man. All he needs is a little help from our heroine, Miss Charlotte Walker-Bales. The daughter of an infamous confidence man, Lottie is in a unique position to offer insight into the mind and motives of a hardened criminal. There’s just one flaw in Owen’s otherwise excellent plan. Lottie hasn’t spoken to him in eight years. She has no interest in working alongside a man of the law, and certainly not the one who betrayed her trust, endangered her family, and broke her heart.
 
To celebrate Lottie’s unusual background, I’ve compiled a list of my top five Lady Thieves.
 
Listed in no particular order…
 
1. Sheila from the 80’s animated Dungeons and Dragons. Okay, Diana was, overall, a better character, but at age nine, I would have given anything for that thief’s cloak of invisibility.
 
2. Doris Payne, international jewel thief extraordinaire. Whether you like her, loathe her, or are just plain baffled by her, there is no denying she is one fascinating woman. At the estimated age of 85, she is still (allegedly) employing her craft.
 
3. “Little” Annie Reilly, renowned 19th century confidence woman. Annie’s MO (or one of them) was to use her charm and wits to gain employment as a children’s nurse in some of America’s wealthiest East Coast families. She would stay a day or two in her new position, then rob the family of all their jewelry. Essentially, she was Mary Poppins’s evil doppelganger.
 
4. Ching Shih (born Shi Xianggu), early 19th century pirate. A perfectly terrifying woman who ruled the South China Sea with the estimated 20-40k pirates under her command, Ching Shih also has the distinction of being one of the few pirates whose career did not come to an abrupt stop at the end of a sword, noose, plank or bullet. She opted instead for retirement.
 
*If you haven’t yet seen the movie Dirty, Rotten, Scoundrels and plan to in the future, read no further. There are spoilers ahead.*
 
5. Janet Colgate, aka the Jackal, played by Glenne Headly in the 1988 film Dirty, Rotten, Scoundrels. This movie is a bit dated, and my adult self is embarrassed to have laughed at some of the scenes my teenage self found so funny. But I will always love Janet for how well she played her would-be tricksters.  

About Alissa Johnson

Alissa Johnson is a RITA-nominated author of historical romance. She grew up on Air Force bases and attended St. Olaf College in Minnesota. She currently resides in the Arkansan Ozarks where she spends her free time keeping her Aussie dog busy, visiting with family, and dabbling in archery.

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About A Talent For Trickery

Years ago, Owen Renderwell earned acclaim-and a title-for the dashing rescue of a kidnapped duchess. But only a select few knew that Scotland Yard's most famous detective was working alongside London's most infamous thief...and his criminally brilliant daughter, Charlotte Walker.

Lottie was like no other woman in Victorian England. She challenged him. She dazzled him. She questioned everything he believed and everything he was, and he has never wanted anyone more. And then he lost her.
Now a private detective on the trail of a murderer, Owen has stormed back into Lottie's life. She knows that no matter what they may pretend, he will always be a man of the law and she a criminal. Yet whenever he's near, Owen has a way of making things complicated...and long for a future that can never be theirs.

Top 10 Favorite Songs to Listen To While Writing by Kate SeRine

I must have music playing at all times when writing. It’s an indispensable part of my writing process that helps me set the tone for the scenes. And each book has its own “soundtrack” that I listen to. With Stop at Nothing, the first book in my Protect & Serve series, I listened to a wide variety of music, spanning various music styles.

Here’s just a small sample:

  1. The One That Got Away by The Civil Wars
  2. Come with Me Now by Kongos
  3. Big Enough by Taddy Porter
  4. Collide by Howie Day
  5. Let the Sparks Fly by Thousand Foot Krutch
  6. Strong by London Grammar
  7. Not Over You by Gavin DeGraw
  8. Love Runs Out by OneRepublic
  9. Bloodletting by Concrete Blonde
  10. Ocean Floor by The Greencards

About Kate SeRine

Kate SeRine writes award-winning romantic suspense and paranormal romance. A past recipient of an Emily Award and the National Readers Choice Award, she has also been a finalist in the Fire and Ice Contest, Finally a Bride Contest, and the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence. She lives with her husband and two sons outside Indianapolis, Indiana. Connect with Kate at www.kateserine.com.

About Stop At Nothing

When a high-profile investigation goes wrong, FBI Agent Kyle Dawson is transferred back home where he is forced to confront his demons…and the only woman he ever loved. Three years ago, Kyle and Abby Morrow shared a wild, passionate summer—then Abby broke his heart. 

Now she needs his help

Kyle never stopped loving Abby. So when Abby uncovers evidence of a human-trafficking ring, leading to her sister's kidnapping, he swears he’ll stop at nothing to bring her sister home and keep Abby safe. Caught in a lethal game of cat and mouse and blindsided by their own explosive desires, they must set aside the past before it’s too late.

Author Wendy Byrne on How to Handle Negative Criticism

Nobody wants to hear that the book they worked on for months, maybe years has flaws. A book is an author’s baby. They’ve nurtured it, helped it to grow and develop, and polished their prose until it sparkled. So what do you do when someone trashes something you put your heart and soul in?

In the beginning of my writing career, I entered a contest and got feedback that said: cardboard characters. Needless to say—even while I didn’t know exactly what that meant—I was devastated. It felt especially painful because this was a contest known for it’s helpful feedback. Was that critique helpful in any way to my writing? Not a bit. Was it true of my writing at that time? Possibly. Could the judge have phrased things differently? Absolutely. But I didn’t know that then. I just thought I was the worst writer on the planet. And I did what all wounded writers do—no I didn’t drink myself into oblivion ☺--I called on my trusted writer friends for support. And of course they agreed that the judge was a complete jerk because well that’s what writer friends are for. 

Fast forward fifteen plus years and I’ve learned a lot about writing and about criticism. Writing is an art that you have to work at every day even while knowing that you’ll never quite be where you want to be. This thought was further confirmed in an interview I listened to with Lee Child—and in case you were living on another planet the last ten years or so—he is the author of the best selling Jack Reacher series. The same guy who sold the rights to two of his books to Tom Cruise to be made into movies. Yes, that guy. Anyway, he said—and I might add this sort of depressed me—that all writers are insecure, and he continues to be insecure about his work. If a guy who is known throughout the world, whose books appeal to both men and women alike, who writes stories that I love, who is making more money than I could imagine, is insecure about his talents, what hope is there for little old me? 

That’s when I stopped my pity party and had a reality check. Being vulnerable and insecure is an integral part of being a writer. But in order to succeed you have to put your best self out there and overcome those fears and move on. 

In reading reviews or critiques, what should you listen to and what should you discard? I recently came across a quote from Neil Gaiman: "When people tell you something's wrong or doesn't work for them, they are almost always right. When they tell you exactly what they think is wrong and how to fix it, they are almost always wrong." The first sentence is for the people who review your work and say, “I’m not sure I understand the motivation of your character or why that character reacted the way they do.” Now you, as a writer, have a springboard for action. The person who labels your work as wrong and re-writes it for you, is not doing you any favors. 

To bring this subject full circle, let’s exam my original example and the judge’s comments about my characters. What she said didn’t help me as a writer. But if she had conveyed her thoughts differently like: Describe for me how your character talks—a slow southern drawl, the clipped cadence of someone from New York; or tell me what they’re

wearing—are they confortable in what they are in, or is it constricting; tell me about them through their body language—that old show don’t tell stuff. Now that would have been seeds I could have planted to grow as a writer. 

Take every criticism you receive with a grain of salt and know that not everyone—no matter how famous you become—will love your book. Know you can never please everyone and use that as your mantra to steel yourself. And remember even NYT best selling authors receive scathing reviews and have lived to tell the tale and write and sell books. Also know that a lot of them don’t read reviews because they realize how it can derail the fragile process of writing. 

So if reading reviews messes with your muse, or sidetracks your writing, I encourage you to avoid them like the plague. 

Wendy lives in the Chicago area. She has a Masters in Social Work and worked in the child welfare field for twelve years before she decided to pursue her dream of writing.

Between teaching college classes, trying to get her morbidly obese cat to slim down and tempering the will of her five-year-old granddaughter, who's determined to become a witch when she turns six so she can fly on her broom to see the Eiffel Tower and put hexes on people--not necessarily in that order--somehow Wendy still manages to fit in writing. She spends the remainder of her days inflicting mayhem on her hero and heroine until they beg for mercy.

She has written three books in the Hard Targets trilogy, Hard to Kill, Hard to Trust and Hard to Stop. In addition, she has two books through Entangled Publishing, The Millionaire’s Deception, and Bad to the Bone, two self-published books, The Christmas Curse and Accused, and two interracial romances, Fractured and Mama Said.

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Frozen...For Grownups by Topher Goggin

When Michelle Bowles asked if I would write up a guest post to go along with her coverage of my book, Not Your Mother’s Goose, I thought it might be fun to put together some new NYMG-style content for her. NYMG is a combination of sarcastic fairy tale recaps and fake news stories and headlines involving fairy tale and nursery rhyme characters (e.g. “Old McDonald Struggles on Wheel of Fortune After Only Buying Vowels”). I’ve tried to at least touch on the whole the fairy tale universe, running the gamut from Rapunzel (which receives a couple of pages and two illustrations) all the way to the Bremen Town Musicians (which gets four words).

Despite this, a few things managed to slip through the cracks, most notably an obscure Disney movie called “Freezing” or “Chilly” or something along those lines. I think it grossed like $85 at the box office and maybe sold a couple of Halloween costumes to some eight-year-old girls—nothing big.  Anyway, I figured I’d write that one up so all of Michelle’s readers, plus anyone who’s spent the last couple of years in a cave, won’t be totally out of the loop. Here we go.

For today’s feature, we’re off to Arendelle, a place with all the snowy charm of Eastern New York, but without the disheartening obligation to root for the Buffalo Bills. There we find a king and queen with two daughters, one of whom has the special talent of shooting snow and ice out of her fingers. The other one—maybe she’s really good at Sudoku.

These two, Elsa and Ahhh-na, grow up nicely—right until Elsa drills Lil’ Sis in the head with an ice bolt. Apparently that’s bad for your health. Mom and Dad are not too pleased by this news, but fortunately they know what you do in this kind of situation. You take your kid to see a Grandfather Troll in the woods. Obviously. It was on Dr. Oz.

Gramps the geriatric troll fixes things up for Anna, but notes that Elsa might want to steer clear of visitors in case her out-of-control ice blasting becomes a problem. She safely hides in her room for a while (say, 10 or 15 years), but tragedy strikes when Ma and Pa set sail for a wedding and get wiped out in a shipwreck. That forces Elsa to stop playing Xbox all day and take over as queen. Things then get worse when she turns into a human ice dispenser at the coronation, which (outside of saving on bartending expenses) is generally not recommended by most event planners.

Freaked out by this unfortunate development, Elsa runs off, but not before telling Anna that, no, you cannot marry this “Hans” dude who showed up for the ceremony and put the moves on you faster than The Bachelor. Elsa also accidentally plunges Arendelle into a permanent winter on her way out of town. Nice bonus.

With Elsa on her own (and living in a swanky ice palace), Anna heads out on a mission to “rescue” her. Anna brilliantly leaves Prince Hans in charge of Arendelle—more on that fine decision in a minute. She charges off into the blizzard, packed more appropriately for a weekend in Palm Springs, but does link up with a fellow named Kristoff who at least owns some snow pants (also his own reindeer). He helps Anna find her way to Elsa’s castle, adding a talking snowman/climatology expert named Olaf to their group along the way.

When the intrepid travelers reach Elsa’s place, the welcome they receive isn’t exactly a warm one. (Well, I suppose nothing is terribly warm in an ice palace. But anyway.) Elsa flips on the “No Vacancy” sign and sends her guests off with a couple of fine parting gifts—namely a big mean snow monster chasing them, plus an accidental ice shot through the heart for Anna.

Kristoff takes Anna back to the Troll Medical Clinic, where Dr. Gramps, MD, says that Anna is going to need an act of true love to save the day (preferably from an In-Network provider unless she wants to pay a huge deductible).

Anna figures her problems are solved—all she needs to do is make it back to  Arendelle where Hans can unload some true love and save her. Good plan—except that Hans is simultaneously working on a plan to kill Elsa and take over Arendelle for himself. So this plan is not exactly going to work. Add the fact that Anna is rapidly turning into ice, and things are not looking so great.

Everything culminates in one dramatic scene—shockingly set in a snowstorm. Kristoff realizes he’s the one in love with Anna and comes racing back to save her, arriving just in time to instead get distracted by Hans chasing after Elsa with a sword. At the last second, though, a shivering Anna jumps in front of the fatal swing, simultaneously saving her sister . . . and also freezing to death. Shucks.

But wait just a second, Disney viewers (that surely would like to stop and buy some merchandise at Toys R Us during your drive home). If you read the fine print, apparently diving in front of the jerk that’s trying to kill your sister qualifies as an act of true love. That brings Anna back to life, just in time to knock Hans out of commission with a right cross to the nose. Elsa then suddenly figures out how to turn up the thermostat, thaws out Arendelle, and even saves Olaf from climate change with a personal snow cloud. Meanwhile Anna realizes she’s in love with Kristoff the Reindeer Man, and Elsa gives him a job so he can stay in town. Everything looks hunky dory. (Of course, this is only because the movie ends before Elsa is chased out of town when the commoners lose their marbles from seeing one too many six-year-olds singing “Let It Go” on Facebook. That will be a key plot point in Frozen 2: Elsa Freezes the Internet.”)

Having passed second grade (on the very first try), Topher Goggin is highly qualified to write a fairy tale book like Not Your Mother's Goose. After continuing past second grade to Williams College and Notre Dame Law School, he now works as a small town lawyer in Central Michigan, and additionally does other lawyerly things like teaching college precalculus and showing eight-year-olds the finer points of how to PLEASE stop hitting the kid next to you with a nine-iron in the local junior golf program. He also is an accomplished radio play-by-play announcer, having captured two Broadcast Excellence Awards from the Michigan Association of Broadcasters. At age 11, he appeared as a guest on Late Night with David Letterman, discussing the one-man sports newspaper he had started three years earlier. Unfortunately, he then picked the Buffalo Bills to win the upcoming Super Bowl, sending his journalistic credibility straight into the dumpster.

Other random talents and skills include: Escaping from being tied to a toilet in a family magic show (at age 9), officiating a wedding in California (not at age 9), hosting a satirical college radio show that might have gotten 30 listeners on a good week primarily by shelling out over $4000 in prizes, cashing three times in the World Series of Poker, giving a graduation speech devoted entirely to NASCAR, and the always important ability to recite approximately twenty Dr. Seuss tongue twisters from memory. That last one is especially lucrative.

Q&A with Kenneth Zak, author of The Poet's Secret

What inspired you to write The Poet’s Secret?

At the time I wrote The Poet’s Secret, I was on a personal pilgrimage. I essentially took a three­year sabbatical, sort of an adult “time out,” and embarked on a new path. I dedicated myself to explore the meaning of life and love and particularly the arc of passion. I became consumed by the idea of living in the present, honoring the “now” as the only real moment in time, the only authentic eternity, which allowed me to both disconnect and connect like never before and let go of the constructs of past and future as fictions created by the mind. I gained a new appreciation for relatively brief moments and encounters as having potentially profound effects. I was living abroad, reading, writing, surfing and slowing down my existence. 

The tale that became The Poet’s Secret was conceived in a hovel perched atop a one­table taverna in the hillside village of Avdou, just a scooter ride from the blue waters of the Aegean Sea on the island of Crete. I was sequestered alone, halfway around the world from my home, and recovering from a life, and a relationship, that had left me hollow, or at least I thought at the time. But it turned out words kept flowing out of me, first in raw, chunky verse that faintly resembled poetry and then in images and scenes that bore an even fainter resemblance to a novel. For months I wrote, swam in healing waters and disappeared into this remote, antiquated Greek village. I had never done anything like that before, but at the time it was the only existence that made any sense.

So many miracles happened during those months. I experienced a cleansing, a healing and an awakening, and I began to perceive light and water and imagery and words and the souls around me like never before. I eventually returned to California, and then traveled to Bali, Mexico, Costa Rica, Thailand, Cambodia and South America, following the sea and surf with laptop in hand and continuing to write. The backstory to writing The Poet’s Secret is a story in itself.

How did you select the locations for the novel?

It was tempting to set the bulk of the novel in Greece, a country I adore. However, as the story evolved the compass for the island setting spun toward the West Indies, and the story’s life raft washed ashore on the fictional island of Mataki. I was fortunate to spend a good part of my sabbatical on tropical islands and coastal villages that certainly informed the setting. As for the early campus setting, I based it on a fictionalized version of my beloved alma mater, The Ohio State University.

What was your particular process in terms of plot, outlining and character?

I essentially began the novel with two scenes that were haunting me. First, I had a reclusive poet on a remote island cliff about to attempt suicide. Second, I had a bookish young woman captured within the confines of the great romances of literature. I really had no idea about their connection, if any, but those two images would not let go of me. As I began to write, the concept of the woman yearning for what nearly kills the poet began to take hold.

The process was fairly organic. I let the characters breathe and lead me into the story. I wasn’t even sure whose story it was until shortly after the first draft. Once the closing scene appeared to me I realized that it was really Elia’s story. I then just had to navigate getting there. While I did not develop any formal outline, I downloaded scenes as they appeared, stockpiled them and later wove them in when they seemed to make sense. It was a bit like swimming across a sea, not sure which direction land might be but hoping that if I kept going I would eventually find my way.

Stumbling, a bit blindly, through this creative process was both exasperating and exhilarating. As I was working on revisions, I attended several writers’ conferences that stressed the necessity of thorough plotting, which made me feel a tad vulnerable. I later read an interview about Michael Ondaatje’s process in writing The English Patient and realized I was in good company.

The novel is filled with excerpts of poetry, which came first, the poetry or the narrative arc?

Most of the poetry was written before any narrative took form. The poetry came in often painful and soul­searching flourishes, and then was revised over time. There is a line in The Poet’s Secret where Dean Baltutis refers to the poet’s inspiration being “survival.” That is precisely how it felt at times. I also wanted to combine both poetry and prose into one novel and attempt to slow down the reader a bit at the beginning of each chapter to contemplate and absorb the poetry, to be in that moment so to speak, before continuing on the narrative journey.

What in particular surprised you about the process of writing The Poet’s Secret?

I didn’t want to force plot twists or preconceived outcomes. I let the characters find the story. I let go of expectations and trusted the story to evolve. Tapping into this creative process was freeing, exhilarating and challenging, sort of like jumping off a cliff into the sea for the first time. I had never done anything quite like it, but this particular process for me felt authentic. I certainly was surprised how well the early drafts of the poetry and manuscript were received, which bolstered my confidence to pursue the project through publication.

Water imagery is abundant throughout the novel, what is the particular connection for you with water and particularly with respect to this novel?

I was thrown onto a swim team at age 8 even before I passed beginners swim lessons (I was terrible at the back float). But water soon became my life and in many ways my salvation. Throughout my youth I swam, played water polo, lifeguarded and hung around Lake Erie in northeastern Ohio. Somehow, I didn’t even see an ocean until I was 18. But I recall climbing out of the backseat of a Datsun 210 hatchback (or what they claimed to be a backseat) after driving for twenty­two hours to Ft. Lauderdale for spring break and telling my college buddies to just pick me up in a few hours. I was mesmerized. I sprinted into the Atlantic Ocean and swam and bodysurfed until dark. Today, I surf or swim almost every day. I feel like I am about eighty percent water, the remaining twenty percent made up mostly of curiosity and mischief.

Much of the water in the universe is said to be a byproduct of star formation. I’m no scientist, but I like the way that sounds. Because when I look up at the night stars it feels a lot like gazing west an hour before the sun dips into the sea, at least at my secret little spot by the water. Flickering diamonds scatter everywhere along the surface, and if I squint just right, I forget the sea is even there. Instead, it looks like a galaxy of stars shimmering right into me, washing across my heart, reflecting off my smile and filling me with the belief that I can just float away into the universe. So I often do.

Spiritually, water often represents purification and healing. To me, water represents so many things, perhaps most importantly love and life and the sacred feminine. I once nearly died underwater while surfing in Uluwatu, a place few have ever heard of and even fewer have visited. But I know on so many occasions water has saved me, water has healed me, and water has reset my compass when I have been spinning in some uncontrollable vortex. So for me, my life and my love seem to be tied to returning to the great aquatic source, again and again, maybe just to fill the chasm that still exists in me, and maybe to some degree still exists in all of us.

I have been fortunate to swim with sea turtles and dolphins in the wild on many occasions. When I stare into the eyes of a sea turtle or a dolphin I cannot help but believe that they understand this great aquatic connection, a connection beyond humanity, beyond species, beyond even the stars. So when I am writing about passion, heartbreak, healing, life and love, it is only natural for me to write in a particularly aquatic language and style.

Where is your favorite place to write?

My favorite place to write is on that squeaky metal spring cot in that hovel above Mihalis’ taverna in Avdou, Crete. After that, any place as long as I have my noise cancellation headphones. I’ve written and revised all over from kitchen tables to airplanes.

How long have you been writing?

I’ve been writing over thirty years now in one form or another. I wrote a bit of poetry in high school and then did a bunch of required writing in my legal profession. It was sometime after law school that I penned my first novel (unpublished), and then about ten years ago when the idea for The Poet’s Secret first took flight. I also have some published short fiction and poetry.

Who are some of your favorite authors?

Pablo Neruda, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Haruki Murakami, Carlos Ruiz Zafon, Paulo Coehlo, Milan Kundera, John Steinbeck, Michael Ondaatje, Jorge Luis Borges, Rumi, A.S. Byatt, Carl Safina, Tom Spanbauer and so many more.

How did those authors influence your work?

My favorite authors inspire, entertain, challenge and provoke me. I don’t try to write or emulate any particular style. But when I read the opening of Cannery Row time stops.

How did you become affiliated with the Romance Writers of America?

Someone recommended I send an early draft of The Poet’s Secret to the RWA. While The Poet’s Secret is by no means a traditional genre romance, it was selected an RWA Golden Heart Finalist in romantic suspense. I was the only male nominated that year (attending the national conference and award ceremony is another story altogether). When my face went up on the Jumbotron in front of thousands of mostly female authors at the award ceremony it was a bit unnerving. Writing anything can be fraught with self­doubt. The RWA could not have been more welcoming and supportive and certainly gave me a bolt of confidence to continue writing and revising, as did the nominee class from that year, the appropriately named Unsinkables.

How did your professional career as an attorney influence your writing and how do you balance the two careers?

I think practicing law actually spurred my interest in creative writing. While I was in private practice, I felt constrained by the form restrictions requisite within the legal profession. I also felt a lot of legal writing often served more to obfuscate than illuminate and writing poetry and fiction allowed me the freedom to explore and express myself in a different medium. The Poet’s Secret is not “another lawyer’s courtroom thriller” in any respect, nor am I particularly drawn to that genre since I’ve lived it. Nonetheless, my legal career (now as General Counsel for a large private brokerage company) is both fascinating and challenging. I draw some inspiration from the poet Wallace Stevens who for years continued his vibrant writing career while an executive for an insurance company. As far as balance goes, my evenings and weekends are spent around the keyboard as much as possible.

Tell us about your involvement with 1% for the Planet and The Surfrider Foundation.

Perhaps only a poet would give away money before it is even earned, but that is what I felt compelled to do given my love of the ocean and conservation causes. In addition to ocean swimming, free diving and water polo, I have been an avid surfer for nearly two decades and have surfed around the world. Subtle conservation themes are laced through The Poet’s Secret, but my love of the ocean and our planet is anything but subtle. I hope to leave this world and particularly our oceans better than I found them. Penju Publishing’s membership with 1% For the Planet and my pledged donations to The Surfrider Foundation are an effort to spread awareness, give back and pay it forward.

For more about the author please visit www.kennethzak.com