Thursday, January 31, 2013

Dangerous Deception by Cindy McDonald: Interview and Excerpt: Partners in Crime Tour Stop

 






Laurie: Welcome Cindy. It’s so nice to get this chance to chat.  Where did your idea for the Unbridled series originate?

 

Cindy: Actually, The Unbridled series didn’t start out as a book series. The Unbridled Series started out as a TV drama. I spent five years writing the television scripts, and the Hollywood readers loved the show. At one point a script runner from Warner Brothers was seriously looking at the scripts. But the frustrating fact was that we just couldn’t sell it. So one of the readers said to me, “Cindy, don’t be stupid, turn your scripts into a book series.” and so I did!

Laurie: Tell us about your current release.

 

Cindy: Dangerous Deception of course was one of the nineteen scripts that I wrote for the TV series—that’s an entire television season. Anyway, it was one of the Hollywood reader’s favorites. With each book I introduce a “visiting” character—because this book series was born from telescripts, they were to be “guest stars”. That said Vic Deveaux is our visiting character for Dangerous Deception. Here’s the low-down… Vic Deveaux’s glory days as a winning jockey have ended, but he refuses to accept that pile of horse hockey!

When the West family asks Vic to take an easier position at their Thoroughbred farm, Westwood, he becomes enraged and teams up with two greedy stable hands in a scheme to kidnap the youngest son, Shane. 

Things turn ugly when Vic discovers that his new-found friends have murder on their minds. Suddenly Vic finds himself between a rock and a hard place. He has betrayed his good friend, Eric West, but will he participate in his son’s murder as well?

Not content to sit at home and wait for her men to bring her brother home, Kate West convinces homicide detective, Carl Lugowski, to check out a hunch at an old abandoned mansion. Soon they’re trapped in a hornet’s nest of a notorious biker gang.

Oh yeah, Vic’s deception has placed the West family in more danger than they know what to do with!


Laurie: Tell us about your next release.

Cindy:  I’m always a book ahead. Dangerous Deception has only just released November first, but I began work on the next Unbridled book as soon as it went to edit. The next book is titled,  AGAINST THE ROPES.  This book will be a spring of 2013 release and will feature the West’s farm manager, Punch McMinn, when he comes upon a down-on-his-luck ex-fighter he convinces Eric to take the fighter in only to have him drag the entire West family into his debacle of danger. Is that the only plot/storyline? No way! My Unbridled readers know that I always have subplots going on—you’ll have to read to find out what it will be.

Laurie: Entice us, what future projects are you considering?

 

Cindy: My Unbridled series has been mainly murder/suspense storylines with one romantic comedy thrown into the mix for fun; however, I have an ardent desire to write a romantic suspense series, and have decided to do so in 2013. I have decided to call the series First Force and the title of the first book will be Into the Crossfire. The character, Jack Haliday, who is introduced in Dangerous Deception will be featured in the new series—it will be an ops style (if you will) book series.

 

Laurie: What does your significant other and family think of your writing career?

 

Cindy: “eyes roll accompanied with a snort” Well, my books do contain some sultry scenes, and when I published my first book, Deadly.Com, I informed my husband over dinner one evening that there were a few “suggestive” scenes within the pages. He stopped with his fork almost to his mouth, looked at me over his glasses, and said, “What do you mean by suggestive?”  Uh, oh, I could see this was going to be a problem. You see my husband and his family are an extremely conservative group of people, and I could see in my husband’s face that he didn’t want to have to explain to his family that his wife was writing dirty books. In fact, after Deadly.Com was published and the family read my book, they have never mentioned my writing or my books again. It is sort of a taboo subject at family gatherings. Hmmmm.


Laurie: Does your significant other read your stuff?

 

Cindy: Almost. He read and enjoyed the first book, Deadly.Com, but he wasn’t interested in reading the second book, Hot Coco, because it was a romantic comedy—just not within his interests, I afraid. He has read the latest release, Dangerous Deception, and liked it very much, but I must admit he is my toughest critic.

 

Laurie: Plotter or Pantser? Why?

 

Cindy: Wow, that’s kind of a tough one to call—I’m probably a bit of both. I have all the Unbridled  television scripts which serve as wonderful outlines for my books. Everything is there—the beginning, the middle, the climax, and the resolution, which qualifies me as a planner, for sure. That said, as I write the books with the scripts to guide me, I find that I tend to add unforeseen plots, sub-stories, and even unexpected characters somehow show up in the books, which is definitely done by the seat of my pants! But I’m always happy with the results.

 

Laurie: When in the day/night do you write?  

Cindy:  I love to write in the evening, it is the quiet time of day, and my thoughts turn to my latest Unbridled adventure, and what dodgy debacle I will ask Mike, Shane, Punch, or Lugowski to walk into without hesitation. I finish cleaning up the dinner dishes, check to see what my husband is watching on TV, I pour myself a glass of wine, and then retire downstairs to my office, where my characters live inside my computer. They are waiting for me—sometimes in a panic, depending on what state of affairs I’ve left them in the last time we met. I click on the file, take a deep breath, a sip of the wine, re-read what I wrote the night before, and then I ask myself one question: what if?

Laurie: Do you have a favorite quote, quip, or saying? What is it?

 

Cindy:  Yes, I do. The quote is by Oscar Wilde, I used it in my second book because I not only found it most apropos for the book, but for real life as well. It goes: “Be yourself, everyone else is already taken.”
 
 
 
  


 
Vic Deveaux’s glory days as a winning jockey have ended, but he refuses to accept that pile of horse hockey! When the West family asks Vic to take an easier position at their Thoroughbred farm, Westwood, he becomes enraged and teams up with two greedy stable hands in a scheme to kidnap the youngest son, Shane. Things turn ugly when Vic discovers that his new-found friends have murder on their minds. Suddenly Vic finds himself between a rock and a hard place. He has betrayed his good friend, Eric West, but will he participate in his son’s murder as well? Not content to sit at home and wait for her men to bring her brother home, Kate West convinces homicide detective, Carl Lugowski, to check out a hunch at an old abandoned mansion. Soon they’re trapped in a hornet’s nest of a notorious biker gang. Oh yeah, Vic’s deception has placed the West family in more danger than they know what to do with!

 
 

 
 
 
The fading sunlight seeped through the curtains, shimmering over the silky white Persian cat, Stella, sleeping on the window sill. The candles on the vanity flickered, sending a waft of vanilla throughout the room, camouflaging the smell of sex. Ava West’s auburn hair cascaded across her shoulders, and her breathing was shallow and steady against Carl Lugowski’s chiseled chest.

Lieutenant Carl Lugowski worked homicide for the Rosemount Police Department. He was normally a light sleeper as most cops are. Subconsciously prepared for that emergency phone call from the station that jolts them from their bed, because a body had been found in some dark alley, or a domestic argument had gone terribly awry, resulting in murder. But today his sleep was deep and his gentle snore was restful, holding Ava’s beautiful naked body in his arms, after their afternoon of abandoned love-making.

God she knew how to get to him. He had taken a half day off, they were supposed to see a matinee, but when he arrived at her apartment, Ava had other plans. Not a problem. Nosiree, Bob. She answered the door in a dark blue lace Teddy, accentuating the swell of her round breasts and her stiff nipples peeking through the sheer delicate fabric. Her sultry green eyes had a “come on” look, and her plump lips curled, begging to be kissed, hard.

Ava didn’t flirt. When she wanted sex, she was shameless. She opened the door and pressed her lips to his, running her hands over his chest, unbuttoning his shirt. There was no fumbling. The buttons slipped open with unerring precision. He slipped the strap of the Teddy from her shoulder, baring her beautiful breast, running his tongue over the pebbled nipple, feeling the undeniable pressure of his erection. Her smile turned devious, pushing him away. Ava was like that. She teased. He knew what she was about.

As gracefully as a dancer, she swooped up two glasses of wine from the hall table, strutting toward the bedroom. Her long silky hair caressed her back as she moved. Lord have mercy, how he loved to watch her walk toward that bedroom where pleasure would rule the afternoon, and where once would never be enough to satisfy her desire. Ava was a demanding lover, and he aimed to please and please and freakin’ please. Who needs a damned movie?

Their clothes lie on the floor, and the daylight was gently giving way to the purple whisper of twilight. They were spent. The sheets lightly covered their warm moist naked bodies, until suddenly the surreal quiet was broken by Lugowski’s cell phone buzzing and vibrating against the lamp on the nightstand. Damn it. His eyes dragged open slowly, rotating toward the meddling reverberation. He let out a low grouse, and then begrudgingly reached for the phone. Ava tugged at his arm.

“Let it go to voice mail,” she murmured.

Not a bad idea. In fact, he was seriously considering it, when his eyes caught the name on the screen: KATE WEST.

Game changer.

His relationship with Ava meant the world to him. He had wanted that woman since well, forever. He wanted her when they were in high school. He wanted her while he was away at the academy, and he still wanted her when he returned to find that she was Mike West’s wife. But now she was exactly where he always wanted her to be, in his life, and in his bed.

Wrangled and rocked beyond his control, his heart helplessly skipped a beat when Kate West was around, hell, when Kate West’s name was merely mentioned. She stirred something inside him that he couldn’t explain. He couldn’t wrap his head around, it confused and quite frankly scared the hell out of him.

She wasn’t the clich├ęd blue-eyed, blonde-haired, “girl next door”. But she was definitely a woman any man would want to come home to, wrap his arms around, and make love to night after night. Kate West was what Lugowski would define as “a keeper”.

WTF? He was in bed with the woman of his dreams. He should really let the call go. Yeah, really, that’s what he should do. She was squeezing him, why would she be calling? They didn’t have anything but a professional relationship. So...

“I need to take this. Sorry, baby,” he said, sitting up, pressing the phone as tightly and as covertly as possible to his ear. “Lugowski...” he announced, making sure he sounded authoritative, official.

“Carl, I’m so sorry to bother you. This is Kate West.”

Ava groaned, dragging her fingers through her hair, perking her ears when she detected a slightly familiar female voice, filtering through the receiver. It made her brows furrow and her lips purse. Suspicion was mixing it up with jealousy, fast. Lugowski had successfully muffled the voice, but she tilted her head against the pillow, narrowing her eyes, engaged. The voice sounded like Kate’s, and that was definitely an unacceptable intrusion on her afternoon delight.

“What’s going on?” Lugowski asked, recognizing the disquiet in her voice.

“I don’t want to talk about it over the phone, but it’s really important, Carl. Can we meet at McDonald’s?”

Coffee, he had had coffee with the lovely blonde at McDonald’s several times, usually at his request, and it had become almost a code between them-never anything sexual, and he wasn’t sure what he would do if it ever did. Shit. What was he thinking? Kate was Mike West’s little sister, and Ava’s ex-sister-in-law. It was too complicated, too weird, too out-of-control...

“I’m on my way,” no hesitation, the words spilled right out of his mouth, as he ended the call, pitching the sheets aside, swinging his legs over the bed, and reaching for his boxer briefs.

Briskly sitting up, Ava grabbed his arm. The black satin sheets slipped to her waist. Her breasts bobbed delicately into glorious view, “What? Wait a minute, where are you going?” She demanded in a high-pitched annoyed tone, and it only took a nanosecond for her green bedroom eyes to morph into a jaded glower.

It was a justified question that he knew he couldn’t give an honest answer to; unless he was absolutely sure he wanted to endure the repercussions. Ava would be furious, to say the least, if she knew he was leaving her bed to go to Kate’s aid, or whatever it was that he was going to, he wasn’t sure.

He just knew that he had to go.
 
 
 
 


For twenty-six years my life whirled around a song and a dance: I was a professional dancer/choreographer for most of my adult life and never gave much thought to a writing career until 2005. Don’t ask me what happened, but suddenly I felt drawn to my computer to write about things I have experienced (greatly exaggerated upon of course) with my husband’s Thoroughbreds and the happenings at the racetrack.
 

Surprised? Why didn’t I write about my experiences with dance? Eh, believe it or not life at the racetrack is more…racy. The drama is outrageous—not that dancers don’t know how to create drama, believe me, they do but race trackers just seem to get more down and dirty with it which makes great story telling—great fiction.

I didn’t start out writing books, The Unbridled Series started out as a TV drama, and the Hollywood readers loved the show. The problem was we just couldn’t sell it. So one of the readers said to me, “Cindy, don’t be stupid. Turn your scripts into a book series.” and so I did!


In May of 2011 I took the big leap and exchanged my dancin’ shoes for a lap top—I retired from dance. It was a scary proposition, I was terrified, but I had the full support of my husband, Saint Bill. It has been a huge change for me. I went from dancing hard five hours a night to sitting in front of a computer. I still work-out and I take my dog, Harvey, for a daily run. I have to or I’d be as big as a house. Do I miss dance? Sometimes I do. I miss my students. I miss choreographing musicals, but I love my books and I love sharing them with you.

Websites & Links:

 
www.cindymcwriter.com

facebook: https://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/THE-UNBRIDLED-SERIES/234151313271418

twitter: @cindymcdonald7

linkedin: http://www.linkedin.com/profile/view?id=69379662&trk=tab_pro

goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5264796.Cindy_McDonald 

 



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Feb 7th:  Author Spotlight & Guest Post~Kate @ Read 2 Review
  • Feb 10th:  Review & Giveaway~Yvonne @ Socrate's Book Review Blog
  • Feb 14th:  Spotlight~Molly @ Reviews By Molly







  • 3 comments:

    Cindy McDonald said...

    Hello Laurie, The blog looks terrific! Thanks so very much for hosting me today!

    CMash said...

    Very interesting interview. Great job. Thank you for sharing!

    Gina @ Hott Books said...

    Very nice! I just love your interviews!