Hello
Gloria, and welcome. Please make yourself comfortable and tell us about your
adventure.
What books have most
influenced your life most?
The Bible, Cinderella, Dame Wiggins and Her
Seven Wonderful Cats, Little Women, The Mistress of Mellyn (the first Victoria
Holt book I ever read), and, of course, the first romance novel I ever read
(I’d be hard-pressed to tell you the title). These are just a few of the books
that made me a reader and encouraged me to be a writer.
What book are you
reading now?
Little Big Heart by Dolores J. Wilson.
How many books have you written? Which
is your favourite?
I’ve completed eight books. Five of them
have been published and three of them are looking for homes. I have a dozen
others in various stages of completion. As far as my favourite goes, I’m just
not sure. I loved writing my newest release, WHEN SWALLOWS FALL. For
some reason, I just really enjoyed writing it. My favourite is probably Sweet
Sacrifices, with Shades of Silence a very close second.
In which genre do you prefer to write
and why?
I prefer to write romance because that’s
what I like to read. I’ve always loved fairy tales, and I love creating the
moments that span the gap between once upon a time and happily ever after.
As a child, what did you want to do when
you grew up? Writing, or something
else?
I wanted to be a writer, a housewife, a mother, a missionary and/or
a teacher. I’m not sure how I became a paralegal, but it certainly wasn’t on my
list.
Have you ever cried during a movie? If yes, which one and why?
Yes! I cry at random
moments during movies, even when no one else might understand why.
Specifically, I cry each and every time I watch The Family Stone. I keep
thinking I’ll stop eventually. I mean, I’ve watched it like five times, but I
always end up tearing up at the end. I think it’s because they are such
imperfect people with such a perfect, accepting love for each other.
I also cried when I watched Toy Story 3.
I went on a field trip with my oldest son to see the first Toy Story, my
youngest son was one when the first one came out and he loved Buzz and Woody.
By the time the last one was released, they were all grown up and watching Andy
go away to college was like watching them grow up all over again – in a 2 hour
time span. Now my grandsons are crazy about Toy Story, so if you ask me 15
years from now, my answer will probably be the same.
Blurb:
Although
Ophelia Garrett loved Cade Scott first, it was her sister he married and took
home to his plantation. When Ophelia receives word of her sister's murder and
Cade's arrest, she travels there on a mission to learn the truth. She soon
finds the halls of Almenara are haunted by secrets, peril, and quite possibly
her sister's ghost.
Despite the cold, angry man Cade has become, Ophelia's heart refuses to
believe he is a murderer. Vowing to do everything she can to prove his
innocence, Ophelia must open wounds she’d hoped were long healed and face the
feelings that still burn between her and Cade.
As everyone looks to Cade as the suspect, evil haunts the dunes and
halls of Almenara, bringing death to two more young women and forcing Ophelia
to confront the danger.
Excerpt:
“How did Desi
die, Cade?”
He lifted his
head, his face mere inches from mine. Emotion clouded his gaze, and he opened
his mouth as if he meant to answer me. Instead, a low moan escaped him and he
caught my mouth in the hungry kiss I had dreamed of for six years’ worth of
lonely nights. For just a moment, the reason for that loneliness was completely
forgotten.
A cry rent the
air, and I jerked away from Cade, guilt and alarm whipping through me in equal
measures as I turned to stare at the maid who had finally returned with the
broom and dustpan.
“Oh, Mr. Scott,
forgive me, please.”
“No need
for apologies, Susan,” Cade said, bringing the woman’s stammering apology to an
end.
He looked
at me, his eyes shadowed with pain. “I am the one who should be sorry. I’ll see
you at supper, Ophelia.”
I was
left standing in the hall with the maid, who stared at me with open disdain.
Her voice was sharp and cold when she spoke.
“I
thought you were Mrs. Scott, you know. Kissing her husband like that. It made
me think Kathleen was right and she had come back from the grave after all.”
“People don’t come
back from the grave, Susan,” I retorted, hoping my haughtiness hid my shame. If
Desi were to come back to haunt the halls of the home where she’d died, I was
fairly certain what I’d just done would be reason enough for me to be her
target.
Bio
Romantic suspense author Gloria Davidson Marlow's heart is
firmly planted in the northeast Florida neighborhood where she grew up in a
family of commercial fishermen. She works as a paralegal for a local law
firm, but remains a homemaker at heart who loves cooking, Florida wine, and making
pickles and jellies. She and her husband, also a commercial fisherman, have
three young grandsons with whom Gloria cannot spend nearly enough time.
Website: www.gloriamarlowbooks.com
Twitter: @gloria_marlow
To buy from publisher: http://www.wildrosepublishing.com/maincatalog_v151/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=191&products_id=5430
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