It’d already been broughten.*
I asked some silly questions, and she ping-ponged the silly right back.
Who said romance writers were stuffy? (No, really–who did?) Check out our off-the-cuff interview, and then keep reading for a peek of Sofia’s new Entangled release, Hot Knight in Paradise!
1. Would you rather be in the studio audience for the Oprah Show or the Jerry Springer Show?
Hit me with the hard question right out of the gate. I’m going to have to go with Springer. I can’t tell you how many times Springer’s Final Thoughts have changed my life. Family is there for support, not to find dates. I learned that from Jerry.
2. Related, if you had to be on the panel of either of those shows, what would the topic be?
My Sister’s Cousin Toothless Boyfriend Stole My Man. I think I could bring a lot to that show.
3. Size of the boat or motion of the ocean?
I’m sorry, but I get sea sick so I really can’t answer this question. I also think I had a past life that ended up on the Titanic. There’s no other explanation for my irrational fears of really, really big boats.
4. Assume you’ll never get prosecuted. How would you exact your revenge on a low-down, dirty ex-boyfriend?
My attorney advised me not to answer this question, but all I’ll say is Al Green Grits.
5. Unrelated, summarize your last date in 140 characters or less.
Long walks on the beach are so romantic. Too bad a shark didn’t eat him.
6. What’s your favorite coffee mug look like?
Like a flask.
7. Which was your favorite Golden Girls character?
It should come as no surprise I’d be Sophia. One day I’m totally going to be THAT old lady. I’m practicing now on my children.
8. Where’s the most inappropriate place you’ve ever been hit on?
On the bus. What are we gone do on date night? Ride the bus to the end of its route?
9. Your book is being made into a movie. You’ve submitted your list of actors suitable for the roles, however they’re already committed to a Tyler Perry movie. How do you lure them away?
I’ll remind them it’s a Tyler Perry movie they are trying to make.
10. You’re a super-heroine. What’s your theme song and what’s your costume look like?
James Brown’s “Doing It To Death.” I’m not sure how the whole get-up will look but there must be a cape and hooker boots. In purple. With rhinestones.
11. Name three things you’d never send your children to the store to get for you.
Anything. I send them to the store all the time and it’s always like that In Living Color sketch where the man can’t hear so he makes the wrong food. I send them to get me some water and a bag of chips. They come back with two Twizzlers and a packet of Kool-Aid.
12. Which fad do you wish would die?
Twerkin’ and that should be enough said.
13. Name an occupation you’d love to give one of your heroines but that you don’t think will fly.
Balloon animal artist, except she’d make miniatures of things like the Eiffel Tower and Lady Liberty. I probably shouldn’t even say this to you, because I know you’ve just been struck with a plot bunny.
[Holley says: "I'm all full up on ideas for the moment, thx."]
14. Last, Thor or Loki?
Loki. He knew how to be a bad guy in the Avengers. And really what super power is carrying around a big hammer? That’s a phallus. I don’t care what shape it is. When it rises there’s lightning and thunder. When he slams it down there’s an earthquake…Really? Methinks, well…I’ll just end this interview with two words and let you use your own imagination: Vienna Sausage.
[Holley makes this face: o_O]
About Hot Knight in Paradise
Stranded in paradise with no way to get home, Leah Smith needs a miracle, and fast. Instead, she gets Marshall Jackson, surely the sexiest man alive. Too bad he’s got an emotional wall around himself–and her only hope of getting off the island…
Marshall has a strict no damsels in distress policy, but there’s something about Leah that makes him want to break his own rules. He agrees to let her work in his bar until she earns enough to get home. But the more time they spend together, the harder it is to deny the scorching attraction between them. Soon hot island nights provide balm to their wounded souls, but will these two flawed exiles make peace with the past in time to claim the future they deserve together–or will paradise be lost?
From Hot Knight in Paradise
“If you’re thirsty, I’ll make you a drink. For you, five bucks for the drink and five for the minimum to get in on the poker game about to start. You’re going to lose it anyway. I’m the reigning champion. You want it on the rocks?”
She glanced around the empty bar. “You need more people than this to play poker.”
“Oh,” she said with a hint of sarcasm. “That makes sense.”
Confused, he asked, “What does?”
She twirled her finger around to indicate the bar. “You built this place.”
He scowled at the cheap shot. “You in?”
“Just the drink. Rum and coke. Plenty of rocks, since you don’t serve water.”
Finally, his limbs loosened. The tears portion of the night had ended. Marshall prepped her drink and set up the bar. Not much to do, since the same few stragglers would come in, but it fulfilled him to have this routine instead of the tedious routines of being an attorney. He liked knowing what happened next and to do it without interruption or pitfalls. No one’s life was on the line. The contentment lasted until he turned around again and noticed the woman staring down into her untouched drink.
He would leave her to her melancholy. Her problems weren’t his. She’d tried to bargain with a mugger. She had what it would take to get back home somehow. She didn’t need him, and heaven help anyone who did.
“Shit,” he muttered.
Her gaze rose to his, her eyes a little glassy from unshed tears.
“You asked for a drink, so drink.” He needed to know she was as tough as she looked. Then he’d be fine. Then he could let go of the urge to care about this woman who had no one to call.
She pursed her lips for a moment. “You’re bossy and I know what you’re doing. Trying to keep me from losing my shit.”
“I can be and I’m not doing anything. So drink.” He held her gaze until she picked up the glass in defiance and took a tentative sip.
Her breath hissed out, and then she glared at him. He smiled back, and any sadness lurking in the depths of her eyes receded. She took up the challenge and drank deeply.
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Sofia Harper started writing contemporary romance a long, long time ago. When Sofia’s not spending time with imaginary people in her head, she’s corrupting two little trouble makers. Currently she lives in California where the wine is good. She also going full-throttle on the ride called publishing. These two thoughts are not related.
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*That would be a reference to the movie Bring It On. If you didn’t know that, I don’t know if we can be Internet friends.