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Sydney St Clair |
When did you first
consider yourself a writer?
I never considered
myself a writer until, for the heck of it, I decided to write a scene. It was
the first story I ever wrote, in my thirties, that I had not been forced to
write, like in school.
A funny thing happened.
I could not write the scene I wanted because I needed to know why two people
were by that river, in that time period. So I ended up writing their stories
and bringing my first hero and heroine together (White Wind as Susan
Edwards)
What I learned in my forties after I was
published, was that as an incurable daydreamer (day dreamed my way through
school, and yes, even in English), I was actually a storyteller as all my day
dreams and even make believe games as a child were stories with plots, goals,
motivations, conflicts, etc. I just never wrote my stories on paper.
What inspired you to
write your first book?
Reading romances. I was
reading a lot of Native American romances and had a great scene idea for
bringing a NA hero and White female together.
I wanted to just try writing a love scene—had just read Sandra Brown’s
Fanta C about a woman who decides to write her fantasies down on paper—and
decided to do the same. That as they say, was the beginning of a long career!
What book are you
reading now?
Right now I’m reading
JD Robb. I’ve started over with book 1 of her Death series. I’m on book 6.
It’ll take me forever to get through them all with the amount of time I have to
read! 6-10 months at least…
Do you see writing as a career?
Oh yes, maybe not a
high paying one except for a few, but I consider it a career. Writing is the
hardest thing, the most mentally exhausting job I’ve ever had as well as the
most demanding. Add in the excitement and disappointments, it’s a career that
is filled with highs and lows.
How many books have you written? Which
is your favourite?
I’ve written 14 full length historical
romances as Susan Edwards and three novellas as Sydney St Claire for Wild Rose
Press. I also do ghost writing, or work
for hire, erotica novellas. I started this last December and just turned in
book 8. This year I’ve written a total of 11 novellas! Whew, no wonder I’m tired all the time
<g>
As a child, what did you want to do when
you grew up? Writing, or something else?
As a child, it never occurred to me to
write. Ever. I hated writing in school,
and English as a whole. I hated being told what to read as well. What I wanted
as a child was to have children and work with children. I love babies, and even
as a very young girl, if there was a baby in the room, I was right there. Every year when the new Sears catalogue came
out, I took the old one and cut out pictures of all the baby stuff I liked and
wanted for my babies. I have two grown
children and granddaughter on the way and look forward to having a child in my
life again.
Wealthy computer genius Graham Winters is in love with a woman who won’t
join him for a stingy cup of coffee. How can he prove he’s nothing like her
jerk of an ex if she won’t give him a chance? Then he spots her at a BDSM club
and devises a plan. During the day, he’s “that damn geek.” At night, he’s the
masked Dom known as The Wolf.
When it comes to her love life, Lucy Sanchez has one rule—no geeks. Not
even rich, good-looking geeks. She’s attracted to Graham but rules are rules.
Besides, she has her wolf, the mysterious Dom who makes her blood sing. Then
she’s invited to a fairytale event at Pleasure Manor and this Little Red Riding
Hood plans to enjoy every delicious moment with her big, bad Dom.
EXCERPT
“I’m taking you to dinner tonight. In the city.” He sat on her desk,
which she now found endearing rather than annoying.
She set her purse into an empty cabinet and lifted a brow. “You’re
telling me?”
He shrugged. “If I ask, you’ll say no.”
“I have plans.” With The Wolf.
He tipped her chin up. “Cancel them.” His lips brushed hers, then he
deepened the kiss.
Lucy’s insides clenched at the feel of his warm mouth against hers and
the taste of coffee with a hint of caramel, his favorite kind. She closed her
eyes, her lips moving with his. His tongue dipped into her mouth, and she
moaned, leaning into him.
Then he broke the kiss and walked away.
Lucy gaped at him. Her insides melted, and that familiar longing zeroed
in on her center and pooled between her legs. Damn. She was attracted
to her geek. Very attracted. Too bad he wasn’t her wolf. Now, if Graham were as
good as her wolf in bed, she’d have found the perfect man.
She sighed. Yep, too bad. So what now? Two dates, two men equaled
complications.
Her lips turned downward tightly as she got to work. She loved her
wolf-lover, but their relationship was not completely satisfying or fulfilling.
Not rounded and balanced. Graham, on the other hand, was open. She knew who he
was, shared many common interests, and most of all, Graham didn’t have any
secrets. What she saw was what she got with him. In a way, she preferred that
to the mysterious and secretive.
“All right,” she said.
Graham glanced up, his eyes unfocused. “Huh?”
Realizing three hours had passed, and he was totally immersed in
Geekland, Lucy wadded up a sheet of paper and tossed it at him. “Come back to
earth, Graham. Dinner. Date. You. Me.”
His eyes cleared, and a huge grin lit his entire face. His blue eyes
shone with pleasure. “Great.”
His smile slipped into a frown when she stretched her arms and back.
“You tired? Need to stop?”
“Yeah, need to cancel my plans for tonight and stretch my legs. Want to
walk outside with me?” His grounds were beautiful. Calm and restful with formal
groupings, waterfalls, and a small forest that reminded her of the woods
surrounding Bryce’s mansion, the woods where she and her wolf had played and
strolled. She shook off the memories.
“Give me ten. You can go explore the house if you want. I forgot to give
you the tour.” He grinned. “My bedroom is up the stairs, straight ahead.”
Lucy had been dying to see the rest of the house, and yes, that included
the man’s bedroom, but she rolled her eyes for good form. Didn’t want him to
know how eager she’d been to see the upstairs. “Okay. Twisted my arm.”
BIO
Sydney St. Claire is the pseudonym of Susan
Edwards, author of 14 Historical Native American/Western/Paranormal romances
and the author of the popular “White” Series.
Sydney loves writing and sharing stories of
love, happiness and dreams come true with her readers. She credits her mother
for her writing success. Encouraged to
read as a child, she always preferred happy endings, which meant romances were
her favorite genre. Sydney takes her
readers into the world of erotica romance where her characters come together in
explosive passion as they solve life’s problems and find true love along with
the best sex our hero and heroine have ever experienced.
Sydney’s office is quite crowded with three
dogs at her feet and five cats to keep her company while she writes. Three cats
always insist on beds on her desk, barely leaving enough room for her monitor
and keyboard. Life gets fun when all five insist on supervising…
When not writing, she enjoys crafts of all
sorts including quilting, sewing, cross-stitch and knitting. She and her
husband of 30 + years are avid gardeners. He takes care of the veggies, and
Susan is in charge of the ‘pretties’. Her medicine wheel garden is in a contact
state of war: flowers vs. weeds. Sadly, right now the weeds are wining…
While writing, she listens to a wide
variety of music. Her current favorites are Blackmore’s Night and David Lanz.
Contact
Links
Email: Sydney@sydneystclaire.com
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