Today, I've got Libby Campbell on our guest couch to discuss her book "Trusting Ingrid." I asked her a few questions, so before we begin, I'll share both the questions and her answers...
Trusting
Ingrid is longer than any of
your other books, isn’t it?
True. Almost twice as long. In fact when I was writing it,
I tried to think of ways to shorten it but I couldn’t because Ingrid is a
complex, troubled woman from a difficult background. Some stories take longer
than others.
Are there any other way that writing this book was
different from your others?
Other than the sheer length of it, the editing process was
quite unusual. I was on an extended road trip with my Leading Man when my
editor’s comments reached me. We were in Jackson Wyoming in a small, dark motel
room with last century wiring. I was feeling physical cramped at the tiny built
in desk and wrenched the extension cord to try to get more elbow room. I
knocked my water glass which spilled over my computer.
My reflexes were fast and I dried it with a towel and
continued to work. Or tried to work.
Ha. Within minutes my keyboard and mouse were useless. My
motherboard was fried.
Coincidentally many years ago when the Leading Man was
hitchhiking around America, he drowned his camera in the Snake River, not far
from where we were staying that night. If we ever go back there, we’re going to
be very cautious with all electronics.
How did you recover from that?
Luckily my SSD (solid state drive) was fine. My Leading Man
is a computer whiz and I had good back up. He gave me his laptop to continue
and I was able to turn this part of the project around fast. That was a good
thing. The following three nights we were in Yellowstone National Park. There
is very little WiFi there. What’s available is only in the lobby of the
buildings and it’s expensive.
Now, on with the show...
Ingrid balked. “I
think I’ve been pretty productive the past few years. I’ve been the top
salesperson in the province. Do you have any idea how much real estate I’ve
sold?”
“No and I don’t
particularly care either. I’m talking about you learning to develop a moral
code, to be the type of person that Glyn and Rachel can invite into their house
without having to count the silver before you leave.”
A guilty blush
crept over Ingrid at that suggestion. She had already decided not to slip one
of their antique silver spoons into her suitcase, but how had Lachlan known
she’d even thought about it?
“I’m speaking
metaphorically,” he said. “What I mean is that I’d like to be with the sort of
woman I can take anywhere and not have to watch what she does when she thinks
no one is looking.”
“I don’t know if I
can be that woman.”
“I’m sure you can
or I wouldn’t be here now. I’ve known someone like you in my past. She was much
younger when we got together so she had fewer, less ingrained bad habits to
correct. I was also younger and a lot less experienced then. I think I can
straighten you out much faster, now.”
“Straighten me
out?” Ingrid pursed her lips for a second. “What does that look, taste, and
feel like?”
“It looks like
you, bare-bottomed, stretched over my knee. It tastes like you eating humble
pie when you go back to that cinema tomorrow and apologize for spoiling one of
their seats and offer to pay for the cost of cleaning. It feels like my hand
falling hard and fast on your upturned derrière.”
Ingrid’s throat
turned desert dry, as feelings pinballed through her. She’d have to try to be
honest, something she’d never done before. Sure, she was trying to move her
life in that direction anyway but now Lachlan would be watching her. He would
spank her if she failed. He might give up on her entirely if she wasn’t willing
to try.
“So you want to
punish me like I’m a recalcitrant child?” she asked.
“To put it plainly
yes, if you agree. From where I’m sitting, from everything I know about you,
your life was a train wreck last year. Until you’ve got a much stronger moral
compass, you obviously need help.” He patted her two clasped hands with his one
free one before letting them go.
She sat back,
savoring the lingering strength of his touch. Heat rose from her clenching
pussy. This was it, the dangerous, exciting aspect of love that she’d been so
curious about. It was too late to discuss it with Rachel, to get an overview.
She could either jump in and learn firsthand or she could turn her back on the
most terrifying, alluring offer anyone had ever made her.
Blurb:
Ingrid Nickel doesn’t want to go into
rehab. Again. She tried it once but it didn’t work.
When she meets Lachlan Morrison, the
connection is electric. She sees a handsome man, directing and challenging, who
won’t be intimidated by a powerful woman like her. He sees a woman whose
bluster and sarcasm is a cover for something deep inside her that is badly
broken.
The daughter of a grifter, Ingrid has grown
up street-wise and lawless. Lachlan has rescued more than one creature whose
bark was worse than its bite.
Will his stern, loving magic work on
Ingrid?
Publishers note: Although loosely part of a series, this spicy romance
can be read as a stand alone story. It includes scenes of domestic discipline
and power exchanges.
Amazon
About the Author:
Libby Campbell’s stories celebrate romance
with a spicy power exchange. Her women are strong and challenge the powerful
men who love them.
Libby has lived all over Canada, but the
best decision of her life was when she moved to Australia to marry her leading
man. After many years there, they moved back to the Pacific Northwest. They now
live in a leafy neighborhood close to the sea.
Libby’s passions are reading and writing.
She also loves hiking and an occasional night of dancing.
Don’t miss these other great books from Libby Campbell and
Blushing Books:
The Romancing
the Coast Series
Seeing Ronnie.(Book 1)
Holding
Cynthia (Book 2)
A Time For Will
Simon in Charge – 3 book boxset
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