Warm welcome today to best-selling fiction and paranormal romance author Edie Ramer! Edie writes "Books that leave readers with a warm glow because they touched their hearts and a small ache that they ended." Her storytelling is compelling and rich, and sparkling with a magic and fun that I love. I'm so happy she's agreed to visit here. Enjoy!
For my Miracle Interrupted series. I planned to write
lighter books, with humor in them. Instead, the novella and two books I wrote
so far are turning out to be a mix of dark and light. But then I look back at
some of my favorite shows – going waaaaay back to Casablanca and a bit closer
in time, Love Actually – and I see a mix of happy and sad, poignancy and attitude,
danger and sexual tension. A lot like my
book.
In real life, I love to laugh. But on The View last week, a
man was talking about a foundation he started in the name of his three
daughters who died young. Though I’d turned on the TV too late to hear why the
little girls died, when he talked about them, I cried. Despite the sadness, there
was something satisfying and human about those tears. It was real emotion. I
think that’s why my stories turn out the way they do despite my intentions. I’m
evoking real emotion, in all the many senses.
That’s why I loved Black Diamond Jinn by Mary. It has humor
and sex and sadness, too. And a great ending. My favorite kind of book.
In STARDUST MIRACLE, the first novel of the series, a
miracle is prophesied in a Wisconsin village with a population of 629. In every
story after this, either the hero or heroine thinks the prophesy applies to him
or her. My next book, MIRACLE LANE, should be out next month. I have two more
books planned after that, and more on the way.
Becky ran across the grass and
laughed at her brashness. She wore her tan trench coat – her church coat – over
her red negligee. Tonight she felt free. With a sexual appetite and playfulness
she hadn’t felt for a long time.
She couldn’t swear that what she
planned had never happened in the church, people being what they were. But it
had never happened in the church before with her and Jim.
Laughter spilled out of her
mouth, and she only stopped because she was breathless from an overload of
excitement. The need to experience something more with her husband had been
building inside her for a long time. Now it was finally boiling over – leaving
her lightheaded and unlike her usual self.
She liked these feelings. Liked
this side of her a lot.
When she’d stepped out of the car
tonight and looked up at the stars, something happened. Something changed. For
so long, she’d been carrying a dark weight around with her. Going through the
days and nights trying to say and do all the right things, when inside
something had felt all wrong.
She’d lost the joy in her life.
Hadn’t been fully living...just going through the motions. At only thirty-six,
she’d felt old and dried up.
Now she felt young again. Free.
Jim wouldn’t know what happened
to his proper wife.
She reached the church’s back
door, using it instead of the front entrance because she didn’t want anyone
passing by to see her. Not that there was anything wrong with going to see her
husband. But if anyone mentioned her late night visit, her face would probably
turn the color of a ripe tomato and give away what they’d done.
She slipped the key into the
lock but it turned easily. She stepped inside. Jim must’ve come in this way and
forgotten to lock the door behind him. He was always preoccupied with his work
and his parishioners.
She admired that. She did. But
once in a while, she wanted his mind, plus a few body parts, to be on her.
And not just when her body
temperature was right for conception.
She started toward Jim’s office,
and her heels clicked on the laminate floor that looked like wood. Laughing
under her breath, she stopped and took them off. She wanted to give Jim a
surprise he’d never forget. A good surprise. No. A wonderful surprise.
His door was closed. Habit, she
supposed, since no one was here except him. She heard him speaking. Couldn’t
make out the words. Just his voice. Probably saying lines from the sermon he
was preparing. Then his voice stopped, and she imagined him frowning at his
computer screen while he wrote the next line.
She started to undo the buttons
of her coat, then decided it would be sexier to do it inside with him watching.
Kind of like a stripper.
Stifling a giggle, she turned
the handle and flung open the door.
“Surprise!”
Edie Ramer
Edie Ramer is funnier on the page than in real life. A
multiple award-winning writer, she writes stories with heart, attitude and
magic. She lives in southeastern Wisconsin with her husband, two dogs, and one
important cat. She loves hearing from readers.
***I’d love to give away an e-copy of STARDUST MIRACLE to a
commenter. Can you think of a film or a book that made you laugh and cry and
end with a smile?
Giveaway open through Wednesday, August 30!
