Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Author, author... @MirandaStowebks all about her !!

Welcome, so great to have you here with us.  Can you tell us a little about yourself?

Hi! My name is Miranda Stowe. I’m an erotic romance author for short stories that are either suspenseful, contemporary ménage or paranormal. In my alter ego life, I’m a boring acquisitions librarian with a husband and daughter and no time for a social life!


Do real life events find their way into your stories?

If I find them interesting enough, then sure! I’m always taking things from here or there that I see, read about, experience, or hear about! My serial killer from my Snatcher series is actually based off The BTK killer from Wichita, Kansas. They were caught in a similar fashion!


Do you ever mimic family members or people you know when you choose characters?

Not really. I can borrow characteristics or habits from a person I know but my characters are usually a mix from different things I’ve taken in.


Do you find yourself going back to the same inspiration for each story or is it always something different?

Always something different!


When do you write?  Early morning? During the day sometime or all day?  After the kids go to bed?

Whenever I can sneak in the time (usually at work, eek!).


How do you feel about marketing your book?

Like it’s a necessary evil. I’m the introverted, shy type who really isn’t into talking about myself. If I couldn’t do so much on the internet where no one can actually SEE me, I’d probably be too intimidated to market at all! God bless ebooks!!


What social sites do you feel work best for marketing?

Lately, I’m into Goodreads, Facebook, Blogger, Pinterest, Twitter, Amazon, my own website, and The Romance Review website for my marketing ventures! Tomorrow: who knows?  Things change so fast, it never seems to be the same from one day to the next!


Do you like to pitch stories to your publisher or do you wait until you have written the story and have a final manuscript to turn in?

I’m at the point where I like to finish the story first. It just seems more comfortable and secure there like that! No deadlines or failed expectations, the manuscript is already here and ready!


Is there any other genre that you would love to try writing?  If so, what is it?

Actually, I already write in non-erotic romance under a different pen name (ahem, Linda Kage). I would be willing to try pretty much ANY sub-genre as long as it’s romantic, but after that, no, I’m not really interested in changing!


Do you always/ever see yourself as the heroine/hero when you write a story?

Na, I’m usually pretty much the outside voyeur peeking in at other people!!


Just for fun, I have a few personal questions, 

Favorite 5

1)      Favorite Male Actor  - Josh Hartnett

2)      Favorite vehicle – Ford Mustang Boss

3)      Favorite way to relax – Reading

4)      Favorite ice cream – Rocky Road

5)      Favorite outfit – Jeans and a t-shirt

And for a bonus:  If you could pick any place in the world to live, besides where you are now, where would it be?  (Of course, without the hindrance of jobs or money needed)        Hawaii


Where can our readers find you?? 


Amazon author page:



Is there an upcoming or current release you would like to share with us today and where can we find ?
Mates Since Birth...
Half-breed Shifter Series Book 3
Who knew one little mark could bond them together for eternity?
When a stranger shows up in her front yard claiming he’s her mate, Ari Fallow wants to laugh in Dane Griffin’s face. But the sleek, sophisticated jaguar makes her hormones hum with a desire she can’t deny. She almost wants to believe his claim that she’s been his since birth.
Her father, however, is still sore over the fact Dane marked her when she was only minutes old. After summoning a pack of wolves to their quiet community for Ari to make her own decision about which male she wants, Dane's original plan to sever his ties to Ari fly out the window. He can’t lose her again. This time, he's playing for keeps.
Dane took Ari to the changing table and laid her down so he could spread the blanket open and get a good look.
She was so small. A month premature, according to all the adults. But she was still perfectly formed, perfect in every way, except for the blood and slime covering her from head to toe.
Wanting it off, he morphed into his jaguar and swiped out his tongue, letting his animal instincts take over as he cleaned her, licking her spotless. Ari allowed the ministration for a while but grew fussy toward the end; he could feel her hunger pangs in his own belly as hers cramped, needing nourishment.
“Don’t worry,” he assured after flashing back into his human form so he could smooth his hand over her thick, dark hair and rewrap her. “Once your mommy’s better, she’ll give you a great big drink. Doesn’t that sound good?”
But no noise rolled down the hall, not even Jaycee’s screams. He picked Ari up and paced the floor with her, jiggling her to keep her happy. But she could feel his tension and fear, and grew upset.
He wasn’t sure how long he could honestly comfort her. What if Jaycee didn’t get better? What if she died?
Ari began to cry in earnest.
He panicked.
If his nanny died, who would take care of her baby? His Ari. He needed to look after her safety himself. He needed to ensure she stayed healthy. Alive.
Instinctively, he knew what to do.
Laying Ari back on the changing table, he rolled her tiny body onto its side, facing her away from him, and lowered her blanket just enough to expose her nape. After placing a brief kiss to the tender spot, he sank his teeth into her flesh, his jaguar canines growing just enough to impale.
Initially, she jerked and whined, but as he poured strength and life into her, she settled and relaxed, then cooed. When he retracted the fangs and licked the bite closed, she let out a little sigh and closed her eyes as if ready for a peaceful nap. Dane gathered her back into his arms, not fully comprehending what he’d done, simply knowing he’d fixed her for the time being.
Vaguely, he understood he’d bonded her life force to his. But that was okay with him; he already knew she was his. Physically biting her merely seemed like a symbolic act at this point. He didn’t regret it at all; it would ensure she wouldn’t immediately starve to death.
Ari slumbered against him, her cheek resting alongside his heartbeat as the two organs thumped in sync with each other. He watched her as he sat quiet in the nursery’s rocking chair, soaking in every feature of her delicate, newborn face. He felt calmer now that he’d taken measures to protect her. With his own energy now swirling inside her, she had a better chance of survival.
He’d just kissed her temple when Knox appeared in the doorway. “Where’s the baby?” he asked in a quiet, hushed voice. “Jaycee wants to see her.”
“Jaycee’s awake?” Dane asked, springing to his feet and waking Ari in the process. “Is she okay?”
Ari’s father nodded. “She’s weak, but I think she’ll be fine. Give me the baby.”
Dane resisted the urge to grip Ari tighter. A full-blood wolf shifter, Knox Roland was one scary male. Like Darth Vader, he could probably cut off Dane’s air supply by just looking at him.
Three-fourths human, Dane’s blood was so diluted, he knew he would never stand a chance against a full shape-shifter like Knox. Plus, Knox was Ari’s father. He couldn’t begrudge Ari her father, so he regretfully held the infant out, trying not to feel bereft when Knox scooped her up and paused a moment to stare in awe at her face.
“She’s so perfect,” he whispered, sounding stunned.
Of course she was perfect, Dane wanted to give the indignant mutter. How could his Ari be anything other than perfect? He bristled when Knox leaned down to nuzzle his nose against her cheek. He wasn’t sure why he wanted to be the only male to touch her, but even her own father’s attention chafed him raw, an abrasive irritation.
Knox barely grazed her delicate skin, however, before he paused and yanked back with a growl. His nose twitching, he slowly pinned an accusing stare on Dane.
“My God,” he whispered, sounding horrified. “What have you done, cub?”
Dane blinked, startled the wolf shifter had been able to smell the bond…but even more startled Knox did not look pleased by it.
“I-I-I protected her,” he said, feeling suddenly unsure of his actions.
Shouldn’t Knox be happy he’d taken measures to keep Ari safe? He knew a blood relative couldn’t bond with her; why wasn’t Knox pleased Dane had stepped in to help?
“You didn’t protect her,” Knox boomed, looking angry enough to slaughter Dane. “You just bonded with her. Do you even know what that means? You made her your mate.”
Dane blinked. He had?
Oh, well. His mother and father were mates. Knox and Jaycee were mates. Since he already knew Ari would always be his, he didn’t mind if she was his mate. And just because his mom and dad liked to kiss a lot and Knox and Jaycee were constantly hugging each other, didn’t mean he and Ari had to do anything gross like that. They would be the awesome kind of mates.
He shrugged, nonplussed by Knox’s explanation. “Okay.”
Knox fumed, his face growing red. “No,” he shouted, making Ari whimper. “It’s not okay. She’s much too young. You’re much too young. This is unnatural. It goes against everything a mate should be. You just doomed her…and yourself.”
“But how?” Dane asked. He hadn’t doomed her; he’d protected her, helped her.
Hadn’t he?
“When you hit puberty and she’s still just a little girl, trust me, kid, you’ll know exactly how. Because I’ll be damned before I let you claim her before she’s of age.”
With that, he tucked Ari close and marched out of the room, fury vibrating out his every pore.

One last thing before we let you leave us today :)   Do you have a favorite recipe you'd like to share?  I like to cook and am always looking for new recipes to try and share.

Rice Krispy Squares (with peanut butter!)


6 cups Rice Krispy Cereal

I bag of marshmallows

1 stick of butter

1 cup of peanut butter (creamy or crunchy depending on whether you want nuts!)


Melt the butter, marshmallows, and peanut butter together in a pan on the stove on low heat. Stir continuously until the marshmallows are melted. Pour into a 9 x 13 inch greased baking pan on top of the cereal. Mix with a rubber spatula (wet the spatula under water to keep the cereal from sticking to it). And EAT!
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Miranda, thanks so much for being with us today.  My husband will love this recipe!!  Thanks also for sharing Mates Since Birth with us.  I have already been on the web looking for my copy :)

Readers, make sure you don't miss out on book 3 of this series, Mates Since Birth.  If you need the other 2 first, just follow this link.

Until next time, happy reading !!


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