Hi and welcome to my blog, Jane Beckenham. Please make yourself at home and grab a drink from my hunky cabana boys, Zeke and Jake.
To get us started can you tell us a little about what you are working on or have coming out?
Hi Raine, thanks for having me here. Right now I’m deep in revision mode of a contemporary. In November my Entangled Publishing novel – THE BACHELOR PRINCE is being released, plus I’m awaiting release dates of 3 of my books that have been contracted to a Manga company in Japan. So exciting times ahead.
How would you describe yourself using only five words?
Loyal, dedicated, loving, a painful perfectionist (sometimes) and exhausted.
Do you have any guilty pleasures?
Chocolate, but I try not to indulge. I’ve actually also started to enjoy shopping!!!
If we asked your muse to describe you using five words, what do you think they would say?
Obsessive, dedicated, insecure, hardworking, oh yes, and exhausted!
Name one thing readers would be surprised to know about you.
I’ve just died my hair carrot red and I love it!
If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?
Here in New Zealand, where life is good and green, or in Israel where it’s full of wonderful history.
How do you get yourself in the mood to write?
I don’t have time to say I don’t want to do it. I just sit down, head down and get on with it.
If someone hasn’t read any of your work, what book would you recommend that they start with and why?
He’s the One is my best seller. A writer friend – Sophia James – who read it phoned me one night and said she was ½ way through and loved it, then the next a.m. she phoned again and said that she had stayed up till the wee hours until she’d finished it. She loved it and it was in her top five fave books – I burst into tears.
Is there something special you do to celebrate when one of your books is released?
Sigh with relief! And get down to write again. And keep checking the sales rankings – sad puppy that I am.
Could you tell us a couple of favorite books that inspired you to write?
As a child I adored Island of the Blue Dolphin, loved the story of King Arthur when a teacher read it to us at school. I would lose myself in these stories – even though they’re completely different.
If you could collaborate with one author who would it be?
I’d love to write with Sophia James, with Sandra Hill. Both write historical, and Sandra writes contemporary as well, and they’re very different voices. But I love all their works.
What is the strangest source of writing inspiration you’ve ever had?
About 10 years ago I was in hospital on bed rest for a month after surgery. I saw this cloud go past and it inspired a book called To Kiss an Angel. I imagined my angel falling from her cloud and wondering what happened.
If your muse were to talk behind your back, what secrets would they tell?
Oh goodness, probably that she should whip my … (you know what) so worked harder, longer, faster!
Are your characters able to love or do they need to be taught?
I think there is the ability, but each needs the right person to bring out that love ever-lasting.
Do you have a book that was easiest to write or one that was the hardest?
Actually they all have an easy factory, I see the stories as a video in my head (yes call out the men in white coats!), the hardest – all of them too, at one point in time.
What can readers expect next from you?
THE BACHELOR PRINCE is being released next, but I’ve already written one of the sister’s story, plus a Regency is in the works and another contemporary. So lots in the works, just not enough hours in the day.
Thanks for coming. Is there anything else you want to add?
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Virginity is overrated.
Taylor Sullivan doesn’t trust Cupid, but she plays one for a living. As a successful wedding consultant, she creates a couple’s ultimate fantasy—even though she’s never managed to create her own. And when her clients start asking her for wedding night advice, she’s sensible enough to know when to enlist help.
Cade Harper knows two things about women. They either abandon him, or use him as a walking bank. He doesn’t do commitment, and marriage is a dirty word—witness the string of broken hearts he’s left in his wake. Yet Taylor’s business proposition intrigues him. In exchange for one night of no-strings passion, she’ll develop a promotional plan for his business. Who could say no?
Never one to buy anything sight unseen, Taylor tests the waters with a kiss. In an instant she has the only answer she’s ever wanted—that Cade is the one she wants.
As business starts tumbling into pleasure, Cade finds himself falling hard and fast.
It’s a fantasy come true—if they can turn heartache into forever…
This book has been previously published.
Warning: Contains explicit, straight-to-the-heart sex between a hopeless romantic heroine and an abandon-all-hope hero. No need to dress up for this party—just curl up with a glass of bubbly and a box of tissues!
The moment Cade turned, everything changed.
Cade Harper. Bad boy. One sexy guy.
Taylor’s voice stalled in her throat, and she knew, when his smiling eyes captured hers, she was in way over her head.
Cade wiped his hands on a cloth and again Taylor’s gaze followed. Long, lean fingers. Fingers that would touch… Oh, boy!
He smiled. “You wanted to see me?”
She nodded and felt herself drowning in that smile. His dark eyes twinkled, a swirl of gold and chocolate brown. Just like Hershey Kisses.
Yep. She was definitely going under.
“Lady, I don’t mean to be rude, but I’ve got a bar to run,” he said, grabbing a knife and cutting a lemon into wafer-thin slices.
Taylor shook herself. Okay. Come on. Just say it. “I’ve got a favor to ask.”
“Ask away then,” he said, not looking up.
Taylor burned and eyed the milling crowd. “Actually, it’s a proposition.”
He definitely looked then, and his gaze focused on her. He placed the razor-sharp knife on the cutting board. His mouth quirked at one corner, smiling, gaze assessing. “Sounds intriguing.”
He leant forward and rested both hands on the bar, the flex and tension in his forearms a powerful tease. Taylor swallowed hard.
“Is there anywhere we can talk—privately?”
“Out back in the den.” He flicked a hand toward a door behind the bar.
“More like going into the lion’s den,” she muttered.
“You say something?”
“Ah…no.” She dropped her gaze. Damn. Why hadn’t she chosen a different career? One where her clients didn’t ask about sex?
Holding herself stiff and feeling as if all eyes followed her movements, she walked behind the bar. As she brushed past him, the musky scent of his cologne teased her senses. Taylor willed the butterflies dancing a tango in her stomach to abate. They didn’t listen.
No more than a storeroom with boxes piled high along three of its four walls and a desk barely visible beneath a pile of papers and computer sheets, this room wore many different hats.
Every word Taylor had practiced dissolved from her memory as Cade closed the door behind him. The soft click of the latch echoed a thousand-fold. She spun around. He leant against the door, arms folded across his formidable chest, his gaze candid. He looked dangerous—but very delicious.
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About the Author:
In books, author Jane Beckenham discovered dreams and hope, stories that inspired in her a love of romance and happy ever after. Years later, after a blind date, Jane found her own true love and married him eleven months later.
Life has been a series of “dreams” for Jane. Dreaming of learning to walk again after spending years in hospital. Dreaming of raising a family and subsequently flying to Russia to bring home her two adopted daughters. And of course, dreaming of writing.
Writing has become Jane’s addiction—and it sure beats housework.