A Day in the Life of Regan Black
Thanks so much to Orangeberry Book Tours for arranging this visit today. It’s a pleasure to be here! I heard you might be intrigued by a typical day in my world. Hold on to your hats, because my life is almost more glam than I can stand.
As much as I like to wing it when it comes to writing my action-packed paranormal romantic suspense stories, I’m a real creature of habit when it comes to the day to day stuff.
After being awakened to the gentle sounds of a waterfall my live-in masseuse, Sven, gives me a quick massage to help loosen up my back… oh wait… you didn’t want the fictional rendition? Fine… reality is much different:
Morning still starts early in our house, no matter that both of our children are away at school now. Our pets still like breakfast early. So after one cat walks across my hair once or twice and the other cat punches me in the side or chases my toes out from under the covers, I’m mostly awake enough to roll out of bed safely.
Naturally, as I’m grumbling dire warnings at felines, the greyhounds start to get restless and join the morning entertainment with a squeaky toy serenade. Somehow, my husband dozes through all of this until his alarm actually goes off. His ability to tune stuff out used to irritate me, now I admire his tenacity.
But deep down, grumbling or not, I’m the sort of person who is always looking for the positive side of things. So the best part of getting downstairs and dealing with breakfast for two greyhounds, two cats, and two finches, is getting first dibs on the coffee. Anyone with a passing acquaintance of me (in person or on social media) knows just how much I treasure my coffee.
After the pets settle down with full bellies and my husband heads out to work, I aim for my grandmother’s desk to write. She was an accomplished author and playwright and there is such good energy at her desk. It’s one of my favorite places to draft my novels.
The morning hours usually speed away, full of new story developments broken up by social media, coffee refills, and yoga breaks (since, you know Sven is fictional). Or, if a character or scene is being particularly stubborn, vacuuming, laundry, or other household chores get accomplished while my brain dukes it out with the characters.
By afternoon, I usually put myself through a real workout while I mull over the next stage in the story. Or prep dinner. But usually it’s the story. Thank goodness my husband is an excellent cook. Now that it’s just the two of us most days, we’ve been having fun cooking again and experimenting with different dishes.
It’s kind of cool with just the two of us at the table again. This empty nest thing is almost a romantic renaissance. Dinner conversation covers our respective days, any word from the kids, business news from his world (at least the stuff he can share) and usually a rundown of my story-in-progress or publishing news stuff. (He considers that the ‘fair warning’ segment of the program and takes it as a general indicator of my mood).
If I’m on a deadline, I’ll go back to the story, but if I’m not, we usually chill out with a movie, a favorite television show, or some sort of sporting event while we alternate who entertains the greyhound puppy or the cats.
Then it’s rinse and repeat for the next day…
Live the adventure!
Whoever said, “You only live once” didn’t know Jaden Michaels.
The year is 2096 and evil is running rampant in Chicago. As the police chief, Brian Thomas has seen it all, until he runs into a would-be thief on her way to the museum.
In every life Jaden has chased down a predatory demon, exacting her fatal brand of justice, only to lose her own life in the process. This time, as she searches for the weapon that will banish the demon forever, she must also fight for the love that has always managed to slip through her grasp.
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Genre – Paranormal Romance, Urban Fantasy
Rating – PG-13