Maggie Blackbird

Romancing Canada's Indigenous People

The month of August at my blog is all about where writers write.  During these next thirty-one days, I’ll be featuring those wonderful places where your favourite authors create their works of fiction (besides the usual blog posts). Today, I have Linda O’Connor in the interview chair.  We’re discussing her special writing spot.

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1. Why did you choose this particular writing spot to draft your novel?

Linda: I use a laptop to write so I’m very mobile. In the summer, spring, and fall, I set up “an office” with a comfy lounger under an umbrella in the shade of a shagbark hickory tree – when the weather cooperates.

2. Share a story (funny or serious) that occurred at your favourite writing spot.

Linda: Being outside sometimes has its drawbacks – including the presence of spiders and bugs. To combat them crawling onto my chair, I smear Vaseline in a ring around the bottom of each leg. Works like a charm!

3. Can you only write at this certain spot? Or is there another place that you like to write?

Linda: In the winter and on days when it’s rainy or really windy, I sit on a big, comfy chair by the window where there is a lot of sunlight and a great view of outside. When my kids were younger and involved in piano lessons and other activities, I would take my laptop and write while I waited for them.

4. How about the atmosphere. Do you need certain lighting, perhaps music, or silence? Do you lock the door to keep out the kids? Share what goes on while you’re writing.

Linda: I prefer quiet. I love the sound of birds singing in the background by I get distracted if people are talking – especially if they’re talking to me!

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Author: Linda O’Connor
Title: Perfectly Honest
Series: Perfectly Series, #1
Genre: Medical Romantic Comedy
Book Length: 55,000 words/200 pages
Release Date: January 27, 2021
Publisher: Interlock Publishing

You never know where your words will take you…

Blurb:  When Mikaela Finn agreed to be Sam’s “fiancée” for a weekend, she probably should have told him that she’s a doctor. Sam O’Brien, aka “Dr. Eye Candy,” is trying to shed his playboy reputation and convince a small town hospital that he’s ready to settle down. But when his “fiancée” helps deliver a baby in the middle of the meet and greet, it’s a bit of a shock. If he’d known the whole truth, he might have done things a little differently because somehow his “fiancée” ends up stealing his job and his heart. Not exactly the change he wanted. Lies and deceit – it’s a match made in heaven!

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Mikaela woke with a start to the sound of voices. Disoriented, in unfamiliar surroundings, she looked down at her short shorts and loose shirt covered with spatters of paint. Painting, of course. She finished the job late and must have fallen asleep in the chair. Checking her watch, she saw that it was two o’clock in the morning. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. Pulling herself out of the chair, she listened to the voices. One voice was female, sounding impatient and unhappy and one male, sounding apologetic and resigned.

“I know it’s not ideal, Sophia, but it’s what I want. I’m tired of the large city, the tertiary care center, and all the politics. I’m tired of all the meetings and all the committees. I want a smaller hospital in a smaller city. I want a life.”

“Nonsense, Sam,” the woman shot back. “You don’t know what you want or what’s good for you. You need to pay your dues now to reap the benefits later.”

“Look, I don’t expect you to understand. I’m grateful you’ve agreed to help me out, but . . . ”

Mikaela wandered into the hallway and stopped when she saw the two of them at the front door. The woman had unbuttoned her coat, and as she put her hands on her hips, there was a flash of the red cocktail dress she wore underneath. The man was a foot taller and wearing a suit. A very nice fitting suit, Mikaela mused, as she came up behind him.

The woman noticed Mikaela first, and her startled gasp had the man looking over his shoulder. Mikaela wasn’t sure who looked more shocked, the man, who moved to shield the woman, or the woman, who raked her gaze over Mikaela from head to toe. As Mikaela fought the urge to straighten her shirt and fix her hair, she decided, definitely, the woman.

The woman’s eyes narrowed, the hands on her hips became clenched at her sides, and her face flushed red. Mikaela held her breath.

The woman pushed at the man’s shoulder and spun him around to face her. “Why you! You! ‘I can’t invite you in, the house is being painted,’” she mimicked. “Is that the new code word for ‘mistress?’ You could have just told me we were through. Well, I’m done. This is the last straw. You pig!” The woman spun on her heel and wrenched the door open.

“Sophia, wait!”

“No, wait,” Mikaela added. She lurched forward, now wide-awake.

The woman stormed out and slammed the door.

The man turned to Mikaela with his hands on his hips. “Who are you?”

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Award-winning author Linda O’Connor started writing romantic comedies when she needed a creative outlet other than subtly rearranging the displays at a local home décor store. Her books have enjoyed bestseller status. When not writing, she’s a physician at an Urgent Care Clinic. She shares her medical knowledge in fast-paced, well-written, sexy romances – with an unexpected twist. Her favourite prescription to write? Laugh every day. Love every minute.

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4 thoughts on “Linda O’Connor – Perfectly Honest

  1. Thanks so much for hosting me, Maggie! It’s a pleasure to visit and shine in the spotlight. 😀

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