Please welcome
Author Kathy Bosman onto the Road to Hell. Kathy is the author of Dragonfly
Moments. Other books written by Kathy are Wedding Gown Girl, Reminding Me of You,
Cosmetic Heart, Three Tiers for Win and a
story in the Love and Diamonds Anthology.
Now, it’s time to
create a little hell and get to the good stuff by revealing all of Kathy’s wicked secrets while on the
Road to Hell. LOL Yeah, you wish!
;-D
Grab your
favorite drink, sink your teeth into something decadent, sit back, relax and
enjoy getting to know Kathy…
GRACEN: Tell me three things about yourself that we
cannot find on the internet or in your bio?
KATHY: 1. My
maiden name was Sparks. 2. I’m addicted to chocolate. 3. I have very small
feet.
GRACEN: What
hobbies and interests do you participate in when you’re not writing?
KATHY: It may
sound boring, but I love knitting while watching movies. I also enjoy beading
and sometimes other handcrafts. Hiking, golf and yoga are some of the physical
activities I enjoy.
GRACEN: Do you
have any writing quirks or certain things you MUST have or do before beginning
the writing process?
KATHY: I need a
neat environment to work and like my digital photo frame to be on. I prefer
silence and must have a glass of water nearby.
GRACEN: Glad to hear I'm not the only one who prefers silence when I write! If you
were plotting to take over the world, how would you do it?
KATHY: Whoa! I’ve
never ever considered that before. I’m quite a shy person who’d rather follow
than take the lead so I’d probably appoint someone else to do the dirty work
for me. Someone very clever and ruthless.
GRACEN: Ha! I know just how you feel, I'm shy and extremely uncomfortable taking the lead as well. If you
could make one statement that the entire planet would hear and remember, what
would it be?
KATHY: God is
very different to what religion often makes Him out to be.
GRACEN: I can't disagree there. What
genre do you write and why that genre?
KATHY: I write
sweet, contemporary romance but have started to write contemporary fantasy.
I’ve tried other genres but this seems to be what I flow in the easiest.
GRACEN: For those
who are not yet familiar with Dragonfly Moments, can you please give us some
details about the book and/or series?
KATHY: Dragonfly
Moments is a story about a woman (Tessa) who’s obsessed with having her own
family and would rather stay with a man for stability than love. When a crush
from her younger days comes back into her life, she’s not ready to confront the
feelings he still stirs up in her. Only when things around her start to crumble
and he stands by her, does she open up her heart. But her obsession stands in
their way. Dragonfly Moments is book 1 of The
Creators series. I wanted to write books about people in creative careers.
Tessa is an artist. Book 2, called “The Dance of the Firefly” will come out
later this year. The heroine in that book is a dancer.
GRACEN: Do you have any new stories in the works and
can you tell us a bit about it/them?
KATHY: I have a
Christmas book coming out at the end of the year and at the moment am working
on a Halloween story. I’ve also started writing a different genre under a
pseudonym.
GRACEN: If you
could describe your writing with one word or brief phrase, what would it be?
Please delve into the core of your writing to tell us what word or phrase you
want readers to take with them when they’ve finished reading your story.
KATHY: My books
are tender, sweet and sensual, touching the heart.
GRACEN: What, in
your opinion, makes your story unique and what makes it stand out from other
stories in your genre? Think of this as a pitch to convince readers to pick up
your books.
KATHY: As one of
my readers said – if you want a “sweet” fix, you should read my books.
GRACEN: What’s
the weirdest thing you’ve ever done in the name of research?
KATHY: To be
honest, I usually Google for research. The only interesting thing I’ve ever
done was watch “The Black Swan” while writing, “The Dance of the Firefly.” I
don’t usually like horrors but I watched this movie to get the “ballet” feel
plus I bought a ballet exercise DVD and learned some steps. I also read my
daughter’s ballet book.
GRACEN: Of all
your books, which character did you have the most fun creating and why?
KATHY: That’s a
hard one. I think my favourite two were Kienna from Wedding Gown Girl and Win
from Three Tiers for Win.
GRACEN: If you
had the opportunity to meet just one of your characters in real life, who would
it be and why?
KATHY: I think
Kienna from Wedding Gown Girl as
she’s a lot like me or Rowena from The
Dance of the Firefly. I would love to watch Rowena dance.
GRACEN: Which of
your characters would you never want to meet under any circumstance and why?
KATHY: Maybe Mark
in Dragonfly Moments.
GRACEN: If you were interviewing yourself, what is
the one question you would ask yourself and please give us the answer to that
question?
KATHY: What was
the hardest book to write?
I think my
Christmas story as I was going through a tough time at the time of writing it.
GRACEN: Thanks so much for joining us, Kathy! It’s been a treat getting to know you
better!
KATHY: Thank you,
Gracen, for having me on your blog!
Blurb:
Seven years earlier, a young and serious Tessa Calitz wrote
a letter to free spirit Ryan le Roux promising her undying love. As time passed
she forgot about that letter...but Ryan did not.
When he walks back into her life, Tessa is in a
relationship and busy setting up her art gallery in Johannesburg. She has plans
to start a family, and the arrival of Ryan throws her for a spin. He is the
worst thing that could happen to her dream of stability...or is he?
When everything she clung to starts to crumble, Ryan is
right beside her to inspire her to greater things. But her compulsion for
having marriage and children on her terms alone pushes Ryan away--until she
falls in love with an orphaned baby.
What can Ryan do to make Tessa realize that being with him
is what her heart has longed for all along?
Here's a trailer of the book for a foretaste: Dragonfly Moments Book Trailer
Excerpt:
The swish of the door opening
wider and the squeak of rubber-soled shoes on the polished floor caught her
attention. A customer. Precious gold—so rare and so needed. Turning to face her
potential sale, she put on a bright smile…that turned to jelly. The breath
froze in her lungs.
“Ryan. Is that you?” she said with
a whisper.
The man who had filled her dreams
and inspired her whole art career years ago stood before her, taller, broader,
tanned, and smiling wide. She had somehow thought he’d disappeared off the
globe. Not much had changed. That slight curl to his hair, the dark halo a
perfect frame for his broad-jawed, rugged face. Thick, velvet locks, the color
of dew-soaked mountains and earth. Piercing eyes, like planets orbiting her
heart. The longing of years seemed to converge on this particular moment. She
pulled back, frightened by the intensity of her feelings.
“I like your new gallery.”
She shivered and clasped her
chiffon top close to her chest. His voice had deepened over the years. He had
matured like she had grown up, changed, and moved on.
“Thanks. I’ve been open for three
months already.”
Her voice came out like a squeak.
Her palms were moist and her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth. She
couldn’t keep her eyes off him. He truly was the best artwork in the world—the
way his body moved—the whole picture of him.
“May I?” He pointed to the art
she’d spent days arranging perfectly on the walls.
“Of course.”
He paused before each painting as
she held her breath, longing to read his mind on what he thought of them. Then
he spent longer before her latest work. She moved up behind him and stared at
the misty oil canvas in muted colors of a figure standing on a pier,
overlooking a churning sea. The man appeared pensive and peaceful with the
grey, choppy waves around him and the dark, billowing clouds above him. She
followed the shape of the real man in front of her with her gaze. Who would
have thought he would come here? All these years, she’d figured him gone
forever. Buried under new dreams and desires. Little did she know her need for
him could resurrect just with a brief encounter.
“How come they’re all landscapes?”
She shrugged. “Landscapes are my
genre.”
Except for those crazy mother
and child paintings stashed away at home that no-one’s ever seen. Days and days
of her spare time were taken away painting a picture of an African mother with
her newborn twins, a Chinese mother with a toddler in a pram, and the hippie
mom with her baby in a pouch attached to her middle. The feeling bubbling
inside her while she painted them had been unsurpassed by any other. What would
Ryan think of them? It was safer that he didn’t know. Better he believe she was
a landscape painter and nothing else.
He moved on to one of the other
artists’ works. Did he hate her landscapes? Why did it matter to her so much
what he thought of her art? Not like she still loved him. Not after all these
years. But he had inspired her art in a way—got the ball rolling because she
used to spend hours sketching him while he romanced her best friend and
roommate, Annie. That felt like decades ago, yet was only seven years. Ryan had
been the highlight of her waking hours then, her shy and aimless period when
she worked in a mindless job for little pay, before she realized she could
study her passion. Art.
“Where are your sketches?” he
asked.
She frowned. “They’re at home. I
stopped sketching my second year in college because that’s when I developed my
best painting style. My sketches didn’t get me top marks.”
“But they’re so realistic.”
“You never looked at them.”
“I’ve studied the one.
Constantly.”
She turned away, her face hot and
the hairs rising on her arms in a wash of tingles. Had he come into the gallery
on purpose? She strode to her desk, reaching it in a moment, relishing the
distance between them. If Ryan could evoke such feelings in her now when she
was with another man, would she ever be free from his grip? The heat of the
room suffocated her, and she tried to take in several breaths. If only she had
the power to block out the effect he had on her. So, he’d been thinking of the
letter she sent him. The same one that disclosed her heart’s feelings toward
him. Too late to come here now and talk about it. Stir up feelings she had no
right feeling anymore. And why all the questions about her art? As if he really
cared. Ryan didn’t care. If he did, he’d have come back to her years ago.
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