“BC and Graham grabbed my heart from the beginning. I love how their relationship progresses and the instant attraction for one another. This book definitely has it’s ups and downs so if you’re looking for something strictly fun this is not it. Real characters, real life problems, and very real emotions. I’m looking forward to the next book in the series!” ~ 5 Stars Amazon Customer
I don’t know how other authors pick locations. But here’s an insight into how I do it.
1. I’ve lived there (or at least visited.)
Some of the locations featured in my stories are places I’ve been which spoke to me in some way.
Windermere/Grasmere in the Grasmere Trilogy is a prime example. The Lake District, in general, is one of my favourite places in the entire world. If I could live anywhere, it would probably be there.
2. Plot Led.
Found You is probably the greatest example from my books. I knew the story had to be set in Florida. The Keys was honestly the only place that would fit what I had in mind for the novella.
And, I fell in love with the Keys while researching for Found You.
3. My Bucket List.
Last, but not least, I pick places I’ve always wanted to visit. When I was younger (6 weeks old to 21 years old), I travelled quite extensively. I’ve been to twenty plus countries and lived in five.
I’ve always had a little bucket list of places I wanted to go. And hopefully, one day, I’ll be able to travel again. It’s been ages since I visited another country.
The Sin Bin is the best example of this one. Cornwall is a place that I’ve always wanted to spend a lot of time at. I think we went there when I was a baby, but I obviously can’t remember, so I don’t count it.
Researching the series was great fun for me because I got to vicariously live in the lovely villages that I’ve longed to see.
I’m sure there are more reasons, but those are definitely my top three.
How about you? If you’re a writer, how do you pick the setting of your story?
For readers, how important is the setting?
“This author has taken a heart wrenching subject and turned it into a a delicate symphony. A story of two men who learn what really matters in life. Take a chance and read this wonderful book.” ~ 5 Stars Amazon Customer
“Haka Ever After is an absolutely delightful conclusion to the Sin Bin series. The story focuses on Taine and Freddie, and they are adorable together. We also get to visit with some past favorites from the series as this sweet couple gets ready to tie the knot. This one is easily read in an hour or less and is a great mix of sweet, sexy, witty, and charming. With zero angst, Freddie and Taine’s happily ever after is lighthearted fun with plenty of reasons to smile. ” Four Stars from Momma Says
(Ten points if the song is now stuck in your head. Sorry, not sorry.)
Saying goodbye to a book series is always bittersweet as an author…and as a reader. Saturday was a book release day for me. Haka Ever After came out and is the last of my Sin Bin series. I’m excited to move forward to new projects but heartbroken to leave my retired rugby lads behind.
It’s tricky, I think, to figure out where a series should end. There’s always a part of me that wonders about different characters whose story I didn’t tell. But then, my muse runs away toward a new shiny idea, and I don’t get a chance to be sad about ending my series.
I never intended to write The Sin Bin. In fact, I wasn’t supposed to write the story that inspired the series–After the Scrum. I had a completely different idea planned for NaNoWriMo 2015, but I made the mistake of watching a rugby match.
Francis and Caddock sprung to life, giving me barely a week or two to prepare before November. And then, somehow, Graham decided his story wanted out in The Wanderer. Each tale led into the next.
It’s quite strange to look back on the series now. One of those moments where you can’t quite believe what you’ve accomplished. All those words on paper. It’s exhausting just to think about.
I’m proud of my rugby lads.
I’ll miss them.
But, I’m no to the next adventure.
If you’re a writer, do you find yourself missing a series when you’ve finished it?
Or as a reader, do you prefer to read a series or standalones?
In celebration of my upcoming Sin Bin release, Haka Ever After. I decided to do a small flash fiction event. Today’s the third (and last) one titled, The Peanut Gallery. It features several characters from the series.
“Ten quid says they break a hip.” Graham dropped onto the grass in between Freddie and Francis. Several of their other friends sat on either side of them, watching the group of former rugby players tossing around a ball. “Who thought a game in the back garden of the Inn was a brilliant plan?”
“You.” Francis nudged him in the side and laughed when Graham stuck his tongue out at him. “You and your twin thought this nonsense up. We tried to talk you out of it.”
“What’s this we shit?” Freddie snickered on the other side of him. “I’ve no issues watching Taine strut his stuff without a shirt on. Plus, I’ve got twenty quid that says one of them goes tumbling off the cliff.”
“They’d better not.” Sarah, Remi’s wife, glared fiercely at the group of men on the makeshift field of play. “Why aren’t any of you playing?”
“I’m the medic.” Freddie lifted the first aid kit that he’d brought with him. “And I have a brain in my head that tells me I’d be squashed like a bug underneath the louts.”
Francis dropped his hand on the head of his ever-present service dog, Sherlock. “I don’t run for anything other than antiques.”
“Bet you’d run to catch up with Caddock.” Rupert ruffled Francis’s hair on his way past them. He glanced back at his twin with a smirk. “Not joining us, Grimmie?”
“Me?” Graham shook his head with a laugh. “Dr Gen told me not to risk a concussion.”
“Dr Gen didn’t tell you shit.” Genevieve threw a tiny pebble at him. “Dr Gen is keeping herself out of this.”
“Aren’t you supposed to protect your patients?” Graham caught the pebble and tossed it to the side. “I might bruise. I’m a sensitive sort.”
“Oh, you’re something.” She laughed.
“Why don’t you and Sarah play?” Graham shot back at her.
“And show them up by kicking their arses?” Sarah grinned over her cup of tea. “Besides, can you see Remi’s reaction if someone so much as bumped me on the field?”
“Right. Pancaked into the ground in a second flat.” Graham had seen how overly protective the massive Frenchman tended to get with his wife, even though Sarah could handle herself quite well. “Might be amusing to watch.”
“Have they figured out we’re laughing at them?” Francis handed over the bowl of popcorn. They’d come prepared for the entertainment with a variety of snacks and tea. “Is an ambulance on standby just in case?”
Freddie snagged the bowl from him. “Not a chance. Let them enjoy their delusions of grandeur.”
“They’re not half bad.” Graham’s gaze followed BC as he ploughed through his friends with the ball tucked tightly under his arm. “Not convinced it won’t end up in broken bones.”
“Bones do get brittle as we age,” Freddie commented.
“As long as they don’t break the important bits.” Sarah laughed when her husband knocked BC off his feet.
“Like the ones between their legs.” Graham managed to keep a straight face until Freddie choked on a kernel of popcorn. “Most important bone in the body.”
The Peanut Gallery © 2018 by Dahlia Donovan
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