BESTSELLING AUTHOR OF WESTERN HISTORICAL ROMANCE!
Caroline Clemmons writes historical and contemporary genre fiction. Historical romances, contemporary romantic suspense, mysteries, and paranormals are among her current works. Learn more about her at www.carolineclemmons.com
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
INTERVIEW WITH KAREN LOPP AND RELEASE OF SPLINTERED LIES
by Karen Lopp
INTERVIEW WITH KAREN LOPP:
Caroline: Tell us about growing
up, Karen, and your family.
Karen: I grew up in the small
town of Jones, Oklahoma on a farm. I had three older brothers who always
managed to trick me into all sorts of mischief. Yes, I blame them.:) We had cows, pigs, sheep and a very large
garden. We also helped my grandparents with their garden. I always to stuck
planting the potatoes.
I school, I was pretty much
considered one of the smart ones. But with older brothers in small school (my
graduating class had 42 kids) no one dared bother me. The down side, was I
didn’t get asked on dates. I had to wait until I could venture out of the town.
I met my husband at my first
job and we have been married 34 years. We have three children and one grand
baby. Another is on the way. I have to admit, grandbabies are a major
distraction from writing.
Caroline: Oh, I envy you the
grandbaby. Who are your favorite authors and favorite genres?
Karen: I love Tolkien, Mark
Twain, Sherrilyn Kenyon and many others. I will read any genre except horror. I
don’t mind Dean Koontz.
Caroline: What’s your favorite way to relax and
Karen: A long walk is my favorite
way to relax and recharge. Just being outside is calming and where I love to
be. So digging in the dirt and planting flowers is one on my hobbies. I aslo
sew, do a lot of experimenting with cooking since being diagnosed with Celiac.
Caroline: My youngest
daughter is celiac. (Have you found Jules’ gluten free flour?) Do you have a
favorite quote that sums up how you feel about life?
Karen: If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.
Caroline: How long have you
Karen: I have been writing for about seven years now, my how time files.
Caroline: Doesn’t it? Where
do you prefer to write? Do you need quiet, music, solitude? PC or laptop?
Karen: I love writing outside
on a sunny day, but most of the time it is inside right beside a window.
Computer screens are hard to see in the bright sunlight. I have to have quiet,
if there is music in the background I tend to start typing the lyrics and that
just won’t do. I’d get into a lot of copyright trouble.:)J
I’ve included a picture of
the little fish pond outside my window where I work.
Caroline: That’s why I listen
to classical music or chakra aligning CD’s—no lyrics. ☺ Are you a plotter or a
Karen: Mostly a panzer,
however I do have a lot of scenes figured out before I start writing.
Caroline: Do you use real events
or persons in your stories or as an inspiration for stories?
Karen: I did in my westerns.
I have some great stories passed down by my grandmother. As for this book, no there were not persons
or event’s that inspired it.
Caroline: Do you set daily
writing goals? Word count? Number of chapters? Do you get a chance to write
Karen: I have a very
un-predictable schedule, so I try not to plan. I just take advantage to the
days that are free and can slap out quite a bit on those days.
Caroline: What do you hope
your writing brings to readers?
Karen: An enjoyable escape
for the toils of life and a chance to be grateful for the comfortable live we
Caroline: What long-term
plans do you have for your career?
Karen: Just to keep writing
and encouraging others to pursue their dreams.
Caroline: Would you like to
tell us what you’re working on now?
Karen: I have another western
in the works and I have an FBI story half-way finished. I hope to get both of
them done and published this year.
Caroline: What advice would
you give to unpublished authors?
Karen: Never give up and keep writing.
Caroline: What’s a fun fact
readers wouldn’t know about you?
Karen: I really enjoy a house
full of people and having the time to make a great meal for them.
Caroline: Would you share something
about you that would surprise or shock readers.
Karen: I really don’t have
much to say to people. I tend to just listen most of the time.
Caroline: Is your book a
series? If so, how long? Family saga, other?
Karen: No series yet, but I
have been toying with the idea.
Caroline: Can you give
readers a blurb about your book?
Karen: Detective Rissa Marten
sacrificed her only chance for a normal life to put a drug lord behind bars.
Now, her life in the shadows has to be brought to life to save the man she has
secretly loved for years. With a price on her head can she risk letting him
Detective Jerah Qassem has
built his career as an undercover agent in the dangerous world of drug cartels.
But when a ghost from his past is resurrected can he overcome his bitterness in
time to save her life?
Caroline: How about an
Karen: Here is an excerpt of
Jerah Qassem had never been
more grateful for his years of undercover training than at this moment. Fingers
tight around the tumbler to stop the tremors, he watched the apparition glide
up to the bar, and wondered if someone had laced his drink with a hallucinogen.
Mary was dead. He had nightmares or wet dreams about her most nights for the
last eight years.
It wasn’t only the woman’s
face that had his insides swirling like a hurricane. It was the way she moved.
Long, smooth strides, shoulders straight and eyes darting around like a caged
cat. Mary had always been casting looks over her shoulder as if she expected
someone to jump out and chase her. But those legs were just as toned and
shapely as Mary’s had been. She had been athletic and grabbed every chance she
could to romp around the beach. Even the hair was the exact same color of
ripened wheat and bounced just below her shoulders. Just like Mary had worn it
Chills erupted all over his
body and cold fingers caressed the nape of his neck. Unable to blink, Jerah
stared at the ghost of Mary. The girl he had sent to her death in a fit of
anger. The girl he had fallen in love with, yet had been too proud and
ambitious to acknowledge until she was gone. Forever.
Jerah closed his eyes against
the jarring memory of two firemen holding him back from the charred remains of
the building he had sent Mary into as three body bags were carried out. A
shudder rattled down his spine. He had relived that day too often. When he
glanced back at the bar, the woman had taken a seat and smiled at the
bartender. Jerah knew that smile. The same smile that once had almost melted
his resolve to not get involved. He had had a career to build. Mary had stirred
up thoughts of forever and love, things he hadn’t been ready for. The
temptation had been great. But somehow, he persevered and tossed away the best
thing that had ever happened to him.
Air exploded from his chest
and Jerah shook his head. He did not believe in ghosts. Prickles sprang up his
legs as if his blood had decided to flow again. He tugged his leaden body from
the chair and stalked to the bar. “Give me a shot of Wild Turkey.” Needing the
fortification, he gulped down the amber liquid. Fire burned down his throat.
Nope, he wasn’t dreaming. Hands braced on the edge of the bar, he turned to the
woman at his side.
Caroline: Is there anything
else you’d like readers to know about you?
Karen: I would love to hear
from you, the readers. You are who I try to write for and would love to know
more about you.
Karen will be
awarding a $50 Amazon gift card to a randomly drawn commenter during the
by Karen Lopp
SPLINTERED LIES Blurb:
Marten sacrificed her only chance for a normal life to put a drug lord behind
bars. Now, her life in the shadows has to be brought to life to save the man
she has secretly loved for years. With a price on her head can she risk letting
Qassem has built his career as an undercover agent in the dangerous world of
drug cartels. But when a ghost from his past is resurrected can he overcome his
bitterness in time to save her life?
Blame the music, the
twinkling lights, and the heady feel of Jerah’s hard body swaying with hers,
Rissa lost her grip on any logical thought or reasoning. When he kissed her
like a man on a mission, she melted right there on the polished dance floor.
When he nipped her lower lip
and somehow managed to press closer, heat, hotter than the sun, sizzled in her
veins. Heart pounding louder than the music, she poured all the pent up love
she had into the kiss. He already had her heart and soul. Always would. But
right now, she wanted to give him all of her, take all of him.
Give and give and give. Let
him teach her what he wanted. How he wanted it. Learn and explore his body.
Taste him. Have him. Know just one moment of pure unhindered love. If they
weren’t in public she’d be stripping off his clothes about now.
The song ended and Jerah
groaned as his fingers trailed down her spine before breaking off the kiss.
Eyes darker than the moonless night sky, he gave Rissa a lazy grin and spun her
around as the next song started. Even though the beat kicked up several
notches, he always had a hand on her somewhere.
“I assumed you didn’t like to
“I didn’t.” With a gaze so
hot it burned her flesh, he chuckled. “Until now.”
Karen Lopp, Author
have always been a part of my life, from books to tales passed down from my
ancestors that brought history to life. Danger, struggles and the will power to
overcome are all found in the rich legacy of my family tree. Inspiration from
their lives inspired me to write what I love. Branching out to contemporary
suspense has been another dream come true. I hope my stories bring you
entertainment and inspiration.
live in the heart of the southwest. I love history of all times and places. And
my second but equal love of suspense fills my books.