1.
What were you in life before you became a
writer?
When I was in the second grade I asked Santa
for a filing cabinet for Christmas. Not
a huge filing cabinet-- two drawer suited my needs perfectly. You see I needed a place to store my stories,
sketches, and the sort. That was all I
wanted. If I recall correctly, my letter
was printed was neatly as thick school pencil would allow. I even sketch a rather crooked filing cabinet
in case Santa wasn’t wearing his glasses.
I repeated my preference to my mother, often. Since my father a career naval officer and
deployed on a submarine, we always prayed he’d be home for Christmas.
Well, my father arrived home a few days before
Christmas Eve. So, I knew we were
Blessed. But children love the magic and
excitement of Christmas. And when
Christmas morning arrived and I tip-toed around the edges of decorated Scot’s
Pine Christmas tree the only box with my name on it (aside from the customary
box of P.J.s, Christmas stocking, and trinkets) was a not-a-very-large brightly
wrapped box.
A little bit of confusion assaulted me. Where was my real gift from Santa?
One of my parents handed me the box. I can’t recall which one, because my mind was
trying to unravel what was going on.
Everyone was waiting. And my
sister, a toddler, was helping me by tearing a corner of the paper with her
sticky fingers and my mother as helping me lift the lid off the white box.
Suddenly, I was staring into the box. A doll?
Santa brought me a doll.
Why? Being the eldest of five
children, (well, three children that Christmas), a toy that cried, wet a
diaper, and demanded to be fed was not on my sonar. What was I going to do this doll? Where was my file cabinet?
I was encouraged to play with my ‘gift’ during
the remainder of my Christmas vacation.
To be honest, I didn’t carry the
doll around. I held her by one foot,
dragging her head along in the dirt when I was instructed to go outside and
play. There photos of me I holding
neglected doll in my arms.
My father must have instructed my
mother not to reprimand me. He knew I
wasn’t a ribbons and baby-doll type of girl.
I don’t recall what happed to the
doll. I never did get a filing
cabinet. I did receive a diary and
scents pens on my birthday. My mother’s
Nancy Drew books were shipped from Chicago by my grandmother. And my father brought a home a small portable
typewriter when he returned from sea duty the following Christmas.
As to the second part of the question, I believe my entire
life influenced my writing. Since I have
always been aware of my surroundings, peoples’ reactions, and being an
‘outsider/ always the new kid’ I attended 9 schools by the 3rd
grade; 18 by my Sophomore year of high school, I was adaptable.
2.
Are you
genre specific or general?
I began writing for the children’s magazine market—fiction
and nonfiction. I still write YA/Teen
fiction and education material.
I wrote my first YA novel and contemporary romance at the
same time and both were published within a year of each other.
I have benefited from both a rural and suburban life. My father’s people are from Texas; my
mother’s family from Chicago, Ill. with roots in Prague and Bohemia. Currently, I reside in southern California
but I have lived in San Francisco, La Jolla, Charleston, Orlando, a small town
in the panhandle of Texas, and Williamsburg.
I write romance: contemporary, historical, suspense, humor,
fantasy, time-travel and sweet YA/tween romance.
Western/Cowboy/Native American heroes are featured in many
of my novels because I am familiar with these settings and cultures.
3.
My latest
releases(s):
Tanayia—Whisper upon the Water
Tanayia—Un Mumullo Sobre el Agua (Spanish translation)
4.
What am I
working on now?
Gumbo Ya Ya—an anthology for women who like romance Cajun
Bell, Book, & Gargoyle, Book 2 of my Sassy & Fun
Fantasy Series
Cochise, Book 3, Rodeo Romance Series.
5.
Where can
you find me?
My publisher is BWL Publishing, Inc.
My website: www.novelsbyconnievines.com
From my website there are links to my: Web Blog, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest,
and guest blog appearances. You are also able to view my book trailers.
Thank you, Janet for having me as your guest blogger
today. I’ll be back again tomorrow, too!
Connie Vines
1 comment:
Hello Connie - I can't imagine moving as much as you did...especially in high school. But, it certainly gave you a grand slam of "characters" and "settings" and "locations." I adored the story of getting an unwanted doll in place of the file cabinet...but it sounded like your family made up for it fast within the next year.
Thanks for sharing and much success to you.
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