THANK YOU for joining me on another round of What to Read Wednesday. Please help me welcome author Lynda Aicher to the blog today. Lynda is not only giving us a peek into her writer’s world by letting us see her writing cave, but she’s sharing her latest release GAME PLAY : Power Play #1 with us.
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Take it away Lynda…
My Writer’s Cave
I’m thinking that’s my version of the Bat Cave. It’s where I go to hide, oh I mean create. Frequently, it’s where I go to bang my head on the desk or stare numbly out the window at the wall of my neighbor’s house. And somewhere in between those two tasks, I manage to write a book or two.
When I sat down to write my first book, I wrote at our kitchen table. Our “office” had evolved into a random collection room that included more kid toys than usable work space. It quickly became the joke that Mom had to move her office so we could eat. I worked like that for two years before I signed a three book deal with Carina Press. That was when my little endeavor to write a book suddenly became a serious career. I needed my own space!
That was three years ago and I love my office now. It’s exactly as I designed it with the simple Ikea desks, shelves and storage, the yellow walls that warm it up and the space I need to spread out. It’s right off the kitchen, so I’m still close to the kids and the daily happenings which can sometimes be annoying but is really convenient.
Of course, it’s not nearly as neat and tidy as I thought it’d be. It turns out for an organized person, I work best in organized clutter. As you can see, I have piles everywhere and I know exactly what is in each pile, so don’t move them! I periodically clean, purge and reshuffle—usually before I start a new book, but the piles always return.
The only thing I don’t like about my Writer’s Cave is the cat box in the corner. Totally not ideal, but it was there before the room became my office. So the box remains and the cat stays happy, which is way better than living with a pissed off cat.
It’s all about compromise, right?
Power Play # 1
By: Lynda Aicher
Releasing February 16th, 2015
One night, one time, nothing more. That’s all it was supposed to be. They’d agreed their first night together would be their only night together—and Minnesota Glaciers defenseman Dylan Rylie was fine with that. Giant hickeys and claw marks on his ass had never been his style, even if the very memory of Samantha Yates’s merciless sexual energy gets him hard within seconds. He needs to focus on getting a better contract, not mind-blowing orgasms.
One night, one time, nothing more. Fresh off representing the US at the Games and with nowhere else to play, Samantha gave in to one night of frantic passion with the Glaciers’ brawny hotshot. She couldn’t get hurt—not if she controlled the outcome. And she planned to leave Minnesota soon, anyway. She didn’t expect to be recruited to coach Dylan after they’d gotten down and dirty.
When brutal on-ice workouts lead to kinky locker room sessions and “one night” falls by the wayside, Samantha insists on keeping things casual, despite Dylan’s quiet hope for more. But when Dylan goes down—hard—and his career is in jeopardy, Samantha is the first one by his side. What will it take to keep her there after he’s healed?
Timing was everything, and she waited for her moment to kick up some fun on an otherwise blasé event. The charity that donated hockey equipment to kids from military families was a great cause that would benefit from a little show. At least, that was what she told herself.
“Don’t be stupid,” Meg warned in her ear.
“Why not?” Sam asked. “What do I have to lose?” Absolutely nothing. She’d never do anything to smear her name, but it wasn’t like she had a hockey career to worry about. Or a coach she was accountable to.
Or a reason to behave.
Rylie was spending as much time tipping his trademark worn brown cowboy hat at the passing women as he was paying attention to the kids looking for pointers. The ends of his brown hair curled over the back of the gray hoodie he’d worn under his jersey and seemed to match his hat color almost perfectly. Too perfectly.
Nicknamed Cowboy within the hockey world, he was dubbed Pretty Boy as well. The second label was coined his rookie season by a sports announcer and as far as Sam had heard and seen, the man cultivated both brands equally.
“Hi, Rylie,” a group of teenage girls dressed in skinny jeans and overdone makeup chorused as they skated past. Rylie shot them a nod and grin that somehow managed to be appropriate for the age of the girls.
Sam shook her head and chuckled at his easy charm. The guy had it all. Talent, looks, personality—he was a star in the making. One full of potential if he didn’t get distracted by the fame and parties he seemed to enjoy.
Walters smacked the puck toward Rylie, and Sam broke through the kids to swoop across the ice and steal the puck from the preoccupied man. A cheer went up from the kids when she circled the pro player, puck firmly in her control. The air chilled her cheeks and laughter rang in her ears as she sped away.
A quick glance over her shoulder showed Rylie chasing her, the determined pull of his brows blending with a full smile that somehow managed to put a matching one on her face. She caught sight of Meg and passed the puck off before she stopped then took off in the direction she’d just come from.
The circle of kids widened as Walters got into the play, tailing Meg. She swooped around a group of unsuspecting adults, using them as a pick to cut off Walters, and she smacked the puck back to Sam.
“Think you’re hot stuff, do you, Yates?” Rylie was at her side, jabbing his stick at the puck with no effect. She was under no illusion the man knew who she was. Her name was printed in big letters across the back of her jersey.
“Just having some fun.” She cut a sharp circle and faced off Rylie, who skidded to a quick stop.
He tapped his stick on the ice, an indulgent half smile on his lips. “Come on then.” He glanced over his shoulder. “You and me to the net.”
Her stomach did an unwanted flip when his eyes landed back on her. An interesting mix of brown and green, they seemed to dance with the same excitement that flooded her. The challenge was exactly what she’d wanted and his proposition was the best offer she’d had in months. On or off the ice.
“You are so on,” she said, grinning.
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Lynda Aicher has always loved to read. After years of weekly travel implementing computer software into global companies, she ended her nomadic lifestyle to raise her two children. Now her imagination is her only limitation on where she can go and her writing lets her escape from the daily duties as a mom, wife, chauffeur, scheduler, cook, teacher, volunteer, cleaner and mediator. Find her at: http://lyndaaicher.com
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