Interview: Kelliea Ashley

Jen: Today we welcome Kelliea Ashley to Romancing the Book. Kelliea, will you share a short bio with us?
Kelliea: Kelliea Ashley lives near the Canadian Border in upstate New York with her husband, Josh, a cat named Copperkitty, a dog named Sammy, four fluffy bunnies. Also several fish, who do not have names and are very lucky her husband feeds them.

Kelliea grew up an only child with a devoted single mother. She looked at books as companions and writing as a favorite escape. She has always been a bookworm who steadfastly refused to give up her paperbacks until her loving hubby bought her a Kindle for Christmas. Secretly she still adores the smell of a well-read book, but sh…don’t tell her husband.

She has a habit in the form of chocolate and loves a glass of sweet red wine. Romance has always been her favorite genre because she sees the miracle and magic in finding ones’ true love. She has several romances published at Breathless Press.

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Jen: Tell us a little about what you’re working on.
Kelliea: Currently, I’m working on two manuscripts for Breathless Press. On the agenda after that is a mystery romance and a historical. Cracking my knuckles over those two genres.  I can’t wait to share more characters and their stories with my readers this year. Now, on to the answers to some questions.

Jen: Are there any other writers, published or not, in your family?
Kelliea: Actually, I had to answer this question because a couple years ago my two aunts started a family tree. What they discovered is that one of our ancestors wrote a book about the family. The author was a woman. It amazes me still to think I’m following such accomplished footsteps.

Jen: Describe your writing in 3 words.
Kelliea: My writing is therapeutic, fulfilling, and creative.

Jen: How do you remember ideas that come to you at odd times?
Kelliea: If you could only see the drawer of my desk, you would laugh. I jot down ideas when they come to me. This means napkins, gum wrappers, scrap paper, register receipts, and post-its with scribbled ideas. Can you guess what my day job is? If you can, send me an e-mail and if you get it right, I’ll send you some gifts. Just a little fun added here.

Jen: What kind of research did you do for this book?
Kelliea: I picked my darling hubbies’ brain about the military. He served and helped me with Michael Schwep’s character.

Jen: Do you have a favorite character or one you most identify with?
Kelliea: They all have a little piece of me. Alice is the closest to me, though. I love the feeling of playing in the dirt in the spring, I’ve had friends I would go through dark times for, and I’m in love with an ex-soldier who drives me crazy at times.

Jen: What’s been the highlight of you career to this point?
Kelliea: Holding my first book in my hands was a surreal experience and will forever be emblazoned on my memory.

Jen: Before we go can you share a little about Roots of Love?
Thank you so much for hosting me. Below is an excerpt of Roots of Love. If you want to read more about Lizzie and Janey, then you can pick up Behind the Masks and Boss’s Orders.

Michael Schwep has vowed to remain a bachelor until he retires from the military, but a night with his sister’s friend could change his mind.

A friend’s wedding can be trying at the best of times, but toss in a one night stand with the bride’s brother and it can be a torment. Alice Henley arranges flowers, plays in the dirt, and looks for the simple pleasures in life. Michael Schwep has already proven to be a temptation. A walk down the aisle couldn’t get more complicated.

Roots of Love Excerpt:

“I love you girls.” Both of them looked startled. “I mean it. I know I don’t always  share—”

“Tell me about it. One has to grab you by the hair to get you to open up.” Lizzie laughed.

“Then she doesn’t say much,” Janey agreed and rubbed a hand over her tummy.

“I know. I promise to try harder.”

“Good. Then you can finally tell me about your thing with my brother.” Lizzie grinned like a girl promised chocolate pie past her bedtime. Alice blinked at her in alarm. She meant with her day to day life, not with her feelings for Michael.

“She’s zoning out on us. That says it all in a nutshell.” Janey smiled sympathetically.

“Not enough. C’mon squirrel, talk,” Lizzie insisted.

“There’s nothing to tell. I gave him a ride to your place, that’s all.” Alice stared at her hand as the woman finished with it and grabbed the other to start the gluing process all over again.

“Liar. My brother hummed all day long. Michael doesn’t hum and he wore the cutest grin until I put him on the plane back to Mom’s. You did something. I want to know what.” Lizzie raised a perfectly plucked brow. Her eyes sparkled beneath it with mischief.

“Maybe he was just glad to see you happy?” Alice shrugged.

“What a cop-out!” Lizzie cried.

“Lame, Alice,” Janey agreed.

“Don’t worry, Janey. We’ll crack this nut by the time I toss the bouquet.” Lizzie grinned as she sipped her drink. Alice swallowed hard, though her throat was dry. She hoped Michael was being drowned at that moment by the diminutive Emily.