So today I'm hosting my friend Carol Kilgore, who has a book release this month. Carol writes romantic suspense and is fabulous as combining that attraction with fear of pending death--seriously--she is great at this stuff. I had the good fortune to meet Carol in person a couple years ago--I had a conference in Austin, which is a reasonable drive from where she lives in Texas--it was great to meet her in real life and I'm excited to welcome her latest book. So without further ado... welcome Carol!
Thanks so much for hosting me, Hart.
When I started on this blog tour to tell readers about SECRETS OF HONOR, I had to make sure I had everything I needed and was properly dressed for each stop. I kept forgetting things. Like shoes.
Now that I was out and about every single day last week, I think I finally have the knack of it. This morning, I got up, drank a mug of coffee, and was out the door in just a few minutes. And look at me . . . uh, oh. Be right back.
Okay, hope I’m not too late now. Can’t believe I forgot my clothes. I guess it’s all the excitement of being away from my nice cozy writing nest.
Actually, I’ve found myself doing all kinds of weird things since the summer, when I started talking to folks about my new book.
By now, it’s not much of a secret for those who read my blog that as a matter of course I see mystery and intrigue in almost any situation. Yet I’ve been totally missing the obvious--like the new For Sale sign in my neighbor’s yard.
I’m never graceful, but this summer? I’ve succeeding in injuring myself with such new enthusiasm that I’ve started keeping antibacterial cream and a big box of Band-Aids handy.
They didn’t help much when I stepped on a rawhide bone or rammed my calf muscle into the trailer hitch or narrowly missed tripping over a dog and smacked my hand on the corner of the kitchen island.
But I was extremely happy to have them when I tried to rip off my little toe. You don’t want to ask about that one. All you need to know is one of my little toes is now straight as a stick, and the other one has a nice little curve.
It’s a good thing SECRETS OF HONOR is finally available. Who knows what would’ve happened if I’d had to wait another week or two. Writing and promoting Crime Fiction with a Kiss is a dangerous job.
SECRETS OF HONOR
By the end of a long evening working as a special set of eyes for the presidential security detail, all Kat Marengo wants is to kick off her shoes and stash two not-really-stolen rings in a secure spot. Plus, maybe sleep with Dave Krizak. No, make that definitely sleep with Dave Krizak. The next morning, she wishes her new top priorities were so simple.
As an operative for a covert agency buried in the depths of the Department of Homeland Security, Kat is asked to participate in a matter of life or death—locate a kidnapped girl believed to be held in Corpus Christi, Texas. Since the person doing the asking is the wife of the president and the girl is the daughter of her dearest friend, it’s hard to say no.
Kat and Dave quickly learn the real stakes are higher than they or the first lady believed and will require more than any of them bargained for.
The kicker? They have twenty-four hours to find the girl—or the matter of life or death will become more than a possibility.
Although Carol has deep Texas roots, she’s lived up and down the eastern seaboard and in other locations across the U.S. as a Coast Guard wife. She sees mystery and subterfuge everywhere. And she’s a sucker for a good love story—especially one with humor and mystery. Crime Fiction with a Kiss gives her the latitude to mix and match throughout the broad mystery and romance genres. Having flexibility makes her heart happy. You can connect with Carol here:
Under the Tiki Hut blog: http://www.underthetikihut.blogspot.com
Website with Monthly Contest: http://www.carolkilgore.net