KB: I chose the historical genre simply because I love history. From an early age, (I’m pretty sure I was about 8 when I picked up my grandfather’s copy of National Geographic and was riveted by the article on Pompeii) my bookshelves have always been crammed full of history books. And to be able to partner that love with my enjoyment of story telling is awesome.
KB:I can’t say there was any one person. If I had to name those who influenced my career, I would have to say the wildly talented authors of all sorts of genres who, over the years, captured my imagination and made me a voracious reader and a lover of fiction. Without those two things, I would not be a writer myself.
KB:I ride (horses, that is), I love to fish and camp in the summer, and in the winter I coach volleyball.
KB: I’ve got a new Regency series coming out in 2016 called Season for Scandal. The first one, Duke of My Heart, will be released in January. ( Think Jane Austen meets Olivia Pope.) I’m having a lot of fun writing these!
KB: My H/H’s have to be imperfect, they have to have an interesting past, and they have to be strong. They also have to weather the off-the-wall plots I throw them into…
KB: Oranges. The Chinese Mandarins that get imported to Canada around Christmas time. Pretty sure I eat my weight in oranges in December.
KB: Fiction, with a non-fiction event as a backdrop or part of the plot. (This is probably why I adore historical fiction/romance as much as I do!)
KB: Braveheart. I adored the portrayal of Isabella of France as strong, intelligent, and clever. And the story was so beautifully written and so well acted that the historical inaccuracies didn’t matter. It is still one of my most favorite movies of all time.
KB: Chips. Every time.
KB: Since chocolate is a food group in my world, this is a difficult question. But if I must choose, I will have to say dark. Especially if it is dribbled over strawberries.
KB: Hopefully still writing! And it would really, really, really nice if I could do it from a little beach house on a tropical island… Or, alternatively (read: more likely), from the snow banks of Winnipeg in between hockey games.
KB: I’ve visited the little chapel that shows up at the end of this book, and if ever a building could inspire one’s imagination, this would be it!
For businessman Heath Hextall, inheriting an earldom has been a damnable nuisance. The answer: find a well-bred, biddable woman to keep his life in order and observe the required social niceties. But it’s always been clear that Lady Josephine Somerhall is not that woman. Once a shy slip of a girl, Joss is now brilliant, beautiful chaos in a ball gown.
. . . BUT THE LADY KNOWS BEST
In her heart, Joss has always loved Heath, the one person she’s always been able to count on. That doesn’t mean she wants to marry him though. Without a husband, Joss can do as she pleases-and now, it pleases her to solve the mystery of an encoded file given to Heath by a dying man. It’s put Heath in peril once, and Joss won’t let that happen again. She’ll do what she must to ensure the earl’s safety. And to remind him that what she lacks in convention, she makes up for in passion.