Hi there, Diane! Welcome to Miz Love! Let’s get right in there with my nosy questions! When did you start writing?
First, I want to thank you, Emmy, for giving me this awesome opportunity!
Unlike most authors, I didn’t know I was destined to write. In fact, I worked in banking for several years, but deep down knew that it wasn’t my dream job. At the young age of thirty-five, my sister died of an illness. I realized the same thing could happen to me. There are no guarantees. I couldn’t waste another moment doing something I didn’t love. Writing was one of my greatest joys when I was growing up. I decided to enroll in an intensive course where I learned everything I could about the craft. It didn’t take long before I left the bank to pursue a writing career. My first novel was published in 2001, and I’ve been writing ever since.
You’re most welcome here, love. Aww, that’s very sad about your sister, and I understand how you’d have a different perspective on life now. So what’s the best thing about writing?
That’s easy. I’m doing what I love! It also doesn’t hurt that I’m my own boss, can set my own hours, and I wear whatever I want to work.
LOL. I have the same thing going on here! Where do you get your story ideas?
They can come from anywhere — the news, something I read, an overheard (eavesdropping) conversation. I have a curious (nosy) mind and tune into details that most people don’t pay much attention to. The simplest thing could spur an idea, but then, I have a pretty wild imagination.
LOL @ eavesdropping. Do you have a book you’ve been dying to write but haven’t got around to it yet?
Not really. Fortunately, I’ve been able to complete the projects closest to my heart.
Brilliant! Do you suffer from having several voices in your head at any given time?
Ah, the voices in my head! Seriously, when I’m fully engaged in the writing process, my characters do have a tendency to steer the story. And that’s how it should be.
I agree. Do you store information in your head, or are you constantly writing notes?
I have to write things down as they come to me. Otherwise, I’ll forget. It wasn’t always that way. But lately…
Are you really me in disguise, hmmm? LOL. Plotter or panster?
While I’m more of a panster, I do need to have a few things in place before I start a new book such as a working title, my main characters, and the premise of the story. I like to have an idea where I’m going, but I’m never sure how I’m going to get there until I start writing.
Have you ever co-written? If yes, how did it go? If no, would you consider it?
I’ve never co-written. Would I ever consider it? If it’s the right opportunity, absolutely!
Where do you see yourself in your writing career in five years? Or where do you hope to be?
Honestly, I just want to keep writing quality stories and building a readership. I love my job, and hope to continue to be blessed with the ability to do it.
What do you have in store for us in the future?
The Print edition of Dangerous Desire will be out in October. I’m also excited to announce that I just sold a novella to Lyrical Press, which comes out in March 2012. Sexy, fun and romantic, Still Hot for You takes a peek into the marriage of Dylan and Shay LaCosta. Theirs is a hot and steamy union, with an even hotter couple. Just like in real life, relationships have problems. But when two people are meant to be, they fight with each other, and they fight for each other.
Dangerous Desire is available now at Lyrical Press, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Digital Bookstores everywhere.
And now, my pretties, settle back and read an excerpt from Diane's book. And perhaps gaze at the man-bod on the cover first...
Sometimes you have to lose one thing to find another.
Sienna Diaz is desperate to find her missing Beagle, no matter what it costs. She hires Cruz Santino, the best—and hottest—in the business. He’s an ex cop, dangerous on many levels, which comes in handy when all evidence indicates her beloved pet was snatched to use in a dogfighting ring.
Cruz will do whatever it takes to find Sienna’s lost pet, but he also wants results from the smokin’ hot attraction between them—and he isn’t above breaking his own hands-off-clients rule to get there. However, until he brings her beloved Beagle home safely, he won’t have Sienna's undivided attention...and affection.
Content Warning: Strong language, caliente sex, violence, and a dangerously hot rescue.
Cruz had broken his own rule. What an idiot. He and Roman worked alone. No distractions. No disruptions. One hundred percent focus. Period. For three years he’d done things the same way. This case was no different.
Imagine if he let every client tag along. Even when they begged, which they did, he stated the rules of engagement. He could be empathetic. At the end of the day, he was a no-nonsense professional with a single-minded goal: find the missing animal. That’s what he got paid for.
She hadn’t begged. She hadn’t cried. A simple “no” would have sufficed. He didn’t have trouble speaking his mind. He never minced words. What you see is what you get. That had always been his philosophy. Why the sudden change? He didn’t need this distraction. Not in his work. Not in his life. And yet, he pounced at the chance to keep her at his side, ignoring the sirens, alarms and red flags.
Roman, the little traitor, seemed damn happy with the situation. He, too, had taken a liking to Sienna. Yet that didn’t stop him from obeying a command. Roman’s nose stuck to the ground, doing his thing.
The trio strode the sidewalks of her neighborhood. All his ruminations and she stayed quiet as a ghost. She didn’t interfere in his work. When it came to finding Zola, she seemed more intent than anyone. Instead of peppering him with questions, she let him and his dog do their job.
He could see the tension in her stiff spine. Zola’s disappearance had obviously crushed her. And yet, she kept herself in check when anyone else would have lost it. He should know. He’d seen a lot of clients break down. Sometimes the men were worse than the women.
Cruz admired her strength. Actually, he liked a lot of things about Sienna, especially that there were no telltale signs of a man in her life. He’d seen her home inside and out. Not one thing male to be found. Oh, but there was plenty female to stir his senses, like slinky bras and skimpy panties. No, they hadn’t escaped his attention. How cute when she’d tried to conceal them. But those sexy babies were etched in his brain. The thought of her sleek body in silk and lace provided all kinds of x-rated material. And if he didn’t stop thinking with the wrong head--right now--he’d blow this case, big time.
If you'd like to ask Diane any questions, feel free to quezzy away in comments!