Hello and welcome to my blog for another round of Meet the Characters! Today I am featuring a guest blogger who has graciously agreed to let me do a character interview, which is my favorite kind of interview. Join me in welcoming author, Loni Flowers, and her characters from Painted Memories. It’s a fantastic adult contemporary romance with wonderful characters so without further ado here is the interview with Drew and Lilly.
Do you like the way the book ended?
Drew: Are you kidding?!?! I can’t believe I worked up enough guts to do what I did at the end. I seriously took a chance, but it had to be done… and it had to be done in that specific order!
What are your favorite scenes in your book: the action, the dialog or the romance?
Drew: Well, there isn’t too much action in this book, fighting wise… unless of course you count the action between the sheets—or rather lack of sheets <> Though it may be a bit private to share, Mrs. Flowers insisted on giving her readers some sexy details. I think she did a great job of capturing a lot of great scenes between Lilly and me though. But if you’re going to make me pick my favorite, I’d say the gazebo scene was pretty damn hot. Don’t believe me? Well turn to page………. yeah right! As if I’ll make it that easy for you! You’ll have to read the book for juicy bits!
Mrs. Flowers: Uhh… thank you Drew for limiting the details. We do want the readers out there to want to read the book, not tell them what actually happened! What about you, Lilly, do you have any favorite scenes?
Lilly: <sigh> Of course Drew would say that… do men think of anything else? Obviously not! Actually, Mrs. Flowers, you included so many powerful, heartfelt and funny things that happened to me, I find it hard to pick just one… and even harder to find one that won’t give out specific details to the plot of my story. BUT… if you’re going to make me pick something I’d have to say the cemetery scene.
Mrs. Flowers: Really? But nothing good happened there, why that scene?
Lilly: It was a turning point. It was a realization of just how far my father had hit rock bottom and a wake-up call to what I already knew but didn’t want to admit. I needed my brother’s spirit to surround me again because I felt so lonely and being at the cemetery, alone, after what had just happened in the scene before this was what I needed. It gave me comfort, if only temporary, was what I had needed for a long time. And if you remember correctly, not everything that happened there was bad. He came for me…
What is your greatest fear?
Lilly: Ooo that’s a tough one, but if I had to guess what my ultimate fear would be I’d say that everything I have now, everything that has happened up to this point in my life… what if it was all just a dream? What if I just wake up and realize that none of it really happened and there was no purpose, no reason, no new chances and no new beginnings? What if my miserable life didn’t play out to the way it has today? Well… I just know that would freaking suck!
What’s your favorite thing to do on a rainy Sunday?
Drew: Well besides the obvious—lying in bed cuddling, snuggling, and other things—I’d have to say painting. It is my passion. Sunrise and sunsets are beautiful and fun to paint, but have you ever tried to paint the rain? From black to white and every hue of grey in between… they’re a challenge to paint and somber or sad when you look at the painting, depending on your mood of course. Not many people love the rain, but I do. Rain is a sign of what’s to come… a sign of all the “new” to come. It’s new life, new colors, new growth, and new beginnings.
What embarrasses you?
Lilly: Ooo that is an easy one. I’m your typical klutz. I’m always tripping, falling, running into things… or uh…people. Yup, that’s me. But Mrs. Flowers did an excellent job at capturing my klutz-ness in action and my other fear… snakes. Here’s a snippet of how I fell into Drew’s life… literally.
I’ve come to realize how much life can change with circumstance. One moment I was a happy sixteen year old girl with a great brother, Jesse, who I adored.
Then Jesse died. No matter how much I wished it had been me in the accident, wishing will never change what happened. Five years later, my father’s eyes are still filled with hate and regret whenever he looks at me. I haven’t forgotten my mistake, but I’ve accepted it. My father has not. He may always see me as a failure, but I’m determined to make a fresh start in a new town where love promises to be more generous than the scorn I’ve left in my father’s eyes. With any luck, maybe some distance will make him see me as his daughter again. Until then I’ll find my own way. It’s what Jesse would want.
Painted Memories is an original, contemporary romance about love, loss, and recovering from tragedy. Its characters are real. Between humor and heartbreak, it’s funny, touching, and full of redemption.
Sweat dripped down the back of my neck and other unmentionable parts of my body as I ran. The hot September made me realize I probably picked the worst time of day to drag myself around the track–late afternoon. I looked across the pond at my starting point and knew there was no way I’d be able to push myself all the way around without collapsing from exhaustion, or worse, heat stroke.
A noise behind me caught my attention and I stepped off the path to avoid forcing the person behind me to slow down. I jogged between the concrete track and the edge of the water before noticing a man falling into stride beside me. He nodded with a smile and I grinned at him, hearing unknown lyrics streaming from the headphones in his ears. Suddenly, I shifted forward, with only the pond and a park bench in my line of sight. I tried to reach for the bench as I fell, my arms flailing. My body’s momentum propelled me forward and I screamed before being silenced by a mouthful of water.
I struggled, losing my footing every time I tried to stand up. I’ve got to get out! I’ve got to get out! The snakes are going to get me! were my only thoughts.
Water splashing, I choked on the brackish-brown water as I gasped for breath. I was going to drown or get bitten by a snake while everyone around me watched. The guy that was jogging beside me appeared on the edge of the bank, leaning over with his hand stretched out.
“Stand up,” he said. “It’s not that deep.”
After a moment, his words sunk in and I tried to stand. When I looked down at the water, I felt like an idiot, seeing the water only came up to my waist. I took a step toward him and reached for his hand just as something slimy brushed against my leg. With a terrified scream, I leaped forward.
“It’s going to bite me! Get me out! Get me out!” I yelled, splashing water everywhere. He pulled me up the embankment and my shoes slipped over the soft, wet dirt. I coughed up pond water as I gasped for a fresh breath in the humid air. He wrapped his arm around my waist and walked me toward an empty park bench only a few feet away.
“Are you okay?” he asked, sitting down beside me.
“Oh my God! Thank you. If you hadn’t helped me, I might have drowned.” I glared at the bystanders, still gawking at me from their park benches and private picnics. “Obviously, no one else was going to help,” I said louder than necessary. They averted their eyes while I stared, encouraging them to mind their own business.
“Well, it’s a good thing I decided to come for a run when I got off work, isn’t it? My name’s Drew, by the way,” he said, extending his hand.
I shook it, breathing heavily. I didn’t bother to mention that if I hadn’t moved over for him to pass, I wouldn’t have fallen in to begin with. “I’m Lilly.”
“Oh wait… you’ve got something—” he started to say as he reached his hand toward my hair.
I saw it out of the corner of my eye when he pulled it from between the strands of my hair. It was long and green, and only one word came to mind. Snake! I jumped up, a scream trapped in my throat, but slapped my hand over my mouth when he dangled the long piece of grass between his fingers in front of me. I closed my eyes and settled back down on the bench. I knew he must’ve thought I was such a freaking idiot.
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Loni Flowers lives in Eastern North Carolina with her husband; two wild toddlers, who never slow down for a second; and three couch-potato dogs, who only raise an eye when foods around. She spends her days working full-time for a well-known bank and when Loni isn’t there, you can find her playing on the internet. Chatting on Twitter and Facebook is her weakness!
She loves to read and write, though can’t see to find time to do them both at the same time! Balance… she has none!
An easy reader, Loni loves most genre, but she’s a definite sucker for a good romance story! Contemporary romance is her writing genre of choice but she’s not opposed to writing something different should an excellent idea strike. Some of Loni’s favorite authors include: L.J. Kentowski, Stefne Miller, Cassandra Clare, J.K. Rowling, and Karen Marie Moning, Nicholas Sparks, and Jodi Picoult… just to name a few.
Thank you for joining us today! I hope you enjoyed this round of Meet the Characters and will join us again next week!