Monday, November 26, 2018

Interview, Excerpt ~ CHRISTMAS COMES TO SNOWFALL by Erika Marks

Christmas Comes to Snowfall
by: Erika Marks
Genre: Contemporary Holiday Romance
Release Date: October 23, 2018
Publisher: Tule Publishing
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Christmas with the confirmed bachelor...

Quaint Christmas or quirky vacation? Newcomer Maggie Iverson comes to the small resort town of Snowfall, Vermont, for a one-week repreive from her high-powered marketing job in Boston. She's designing a new website to boost tourism traffic (both virtual and foot) to Snowfall for the holidays. She enthusiastically throws herself into all things Christmas, but deftly dodges each match-making hint.

Long-time bachelor and veterinarian Alden Marshall has never embraced the holiday season, but when he meets Maggie, their chemistry is powerful enough to light up a dozen Christmas trees. Suddenly he finds himself immersed in the town’s merry-making with Maggie by his side. Will the magic of Christmas cast the spell Maggie and Alden need to let go of their pasts and finally find a love that lasts?

Hi Erika. Welcome back to Read Your Writes Book Reviews.
Hi Kim, thank you so much for having me here again!

You are very welcome. Your latest book is Christmas Comes to Snowfall. Tell me about Snowfall, Vermont.
Snowfall is an old resort town with great historic charm, but it’s struggling to compete with the bigger, flashier resorts popping up around the state. Snowfall’s biggest claim to fame is that it has celebrated almost a century of white Christmases in a row—but that record may be broken this year (And our hero, Alden, is starting to worry it might have something to do with him moving there!).

I can imagine that would make him very nervous. Tell me about the first time Maggie Iverson and Alden Marshall meet.
Alden has stopped off at the town’s sporting goods store to check on the owner’s recently-rescued golden retriever when Maggie arrives. She’s getting a tour of the downtown with the town manager, but as soon as she learns that Alden’s great-grandfather is responsible for the town’s infamous Marshall Christmas Curse, she’s intrigued—especially since she’s been hired to boost promotion for the struggling resort town and thinks the local superstition could be a great sales hook. Now all she needs to do is convince Alden to tell her more…

What do you like about Maggie and Alden?
Their great chemistry! They have the kind of witty banter I love in romantic couples (think Sam and Diane from Cheers, Maddie and David from Moonlighting) and they are both equally willing to take chances when it comes to getting to know each other.

Those are some great couples. How do you get into the Christmas spirit in order to write a book, when it’s 90 degrees outside?
Ha! SUCH a good question. Christmas music definitely helps (Thank you, Pandora!) but sometimes all it takes is just brewing a cup of a seasonal spiced tea—something with orange and clove, or ginger—and the smell immediately puts me in the Christmas spirit. (Eggnog would have been ideal but I was hard pressed to find any in the grocery stores in July!) I’ll often keep visual references handy too—photos of interiors decorated for Christmas, or festive, snowy outdoor scenes.

Tell me about one of your favorite scenes from the book.
One of Snowfall’s long-standing holiday traditions is to have every resident bake—and hang—their own gingerbread ornament on the community tree (which is called, not surprisingly, the Gingerbread Tree). Ezzie, the owner of Wintersong Lodge, where Maggie is staying, is an unapologetic matchmaker, determined to see Maggie and Alden together, so she conspires to set them up on a not-so-blind date one night—including leaving them the fixings to make their own gingerbread ornaments in the Lodge’s kitchen. (And everyone knows the ingredients of sugar and spice make for some VERY nice romance.)

Sounds good. What are some fun facts about Christmas Comes to Snowfall?
Research is always such an adventure in writing. It’s amazing the things—big and small—you need to learn about to write a convincing story, especially when it involves a backstory set at the turn of the twentieth century! For Christmas Comes to Snowfall, my search tab bars made for some great conversation-starters. At one point, I had tabs for articles on snowtubing, doctor fees in 1910, gingerbread recipe, and microchipping your pet!

That’s some interesting browsing history. What’s your favorite way to spend Christmas?
We keep it simple at our house—good food, good music, and our family together. Definitely a big batch of homemade eggnog, lots of chocolate and cheese, and a long, crisp walk outside.

Sounds great. Erika, Christmas Comes to Snowfall sounds like a really good book. Thank you for answering some questions for.

Chapter 1

Snowfall, Vermont
Two weeks before Christmas

The first taste was nutmeg, slightly floral and peppery. Next, was the cloud of whipped cream, soft and pillowy as it brushed her upper lip. Then, at last, the kiss of sweet, velvety nog across her tongue…

Squinting through the falling darkness beyond the windshield of her rented SUV, Maggie Iverson consumed her imaginary glass of eggnog, one cool and creamy sip at a time, until her fingers finally loosened on the steering wheel.

She called it Flavor Meditation—a relaxation trick she’d invented in seventh grade while waiting to perform her piano recital. Standing off stage, heart hammering, she’d caught a whiff of chocolate cookies being set out for the post-concert reception, and decided that she’d be better off imagining eating one of those warm, gooey cookies than contemplating the butterflies banging around her stomach. Barely five minutes later, she’d stepped out onto the stage and completed her piece flawlessly. After that, Maggie had found many more opportunities to hone her technique. So that by the time she was taking final exams in college, she was consuming imaginary five-course dinners—including appetizers and dessert—and scoring in the top of her classes.

Her first year at Empire Marketing and Media in Boston, when Maggie had felt certain every new email alert was notice of her firing, the technique had been gold—and four years and two promotions later, Maggie hadn’t needed to employ her Flavor Meditation in a very long time.

Until tonight. When she’d pulled out of the airport car rental lot and found herself navigating narrow mountain roads with more twists than a box of ribbon candy. Which explained why it had taken her an embarrassing two hours to get from the airport, despite the GPS’s insistence that the journey should take fifty minutes.

But now, at last, a wooden sign greeted her, draped in pine boughs: Welcome to Snowfall, Vermont—Where Snow has fallen every Christmas since 1917!

Maggie frowned at the carved letters as she steered past, her gaze swerving dubiously back to the bare ground on either side of her headlights. No wonder she’d been hired to pump up promotion for the struggling resort town. With two weeks until Christmas eve, Snowfall looked far from a winter wonderland.

Not that the decision to leave Boston for a week at the height of the holiday season had been a hard one. Michael, her boss, had assured her the trip could wait until after New Year’s—that any changes they made to the website wouldn’t impact Christmas visitors since holiday tourists would have already made their plans—but Maggie had reminded him that she didn’t take holidays when it came to getting the job done, and wasn’t that why he picked her to head up the design team in the first place?

Ever since getting her big break at Empire, Maggie had made it clear to Michael—and anyone else at the company who’d listen—that succeeding in her field was her number one priority. And if that meant working holidays and missing celebrations to get the best accounts, then so be it. With her newly retired parents always on the cruise circuit, it wasn’t as if Maggie had a home base to come back to for holidays anymore. And she certainly wasn’t leaving behind anyone to stand under the mistletoe with, either. After three failed holiday romances in a row, Maggie had come to the not-so-difficult conclusion that love at Christmas was simply not in the cards for her. So why not seize the moment?

Another curve and the road blissfully straightened, the thick fence of pines on either side of her thinning as Snowfall emerged and Maggie felt her fingers loosen over the wheel.

She’d been skeptical of the charming pictures she’d seen of the town online—after all, she made places look and sound better than they actually were for a living—but as soon as Maggie drove under the archway of twinkling lights and passed the quaint storefronts of downtown Snowfall, her heart lifted. Maybe redesigning the website for the historic resort town wouldn’t be such a tough job after all.

The key, she’d already decided, would be to highlight what made the town of Snowfall unique compared to all the other bigger hotels and resorts that had blown up nearby over the years. Passing the town green and spotting a statue of an alpine skier dressed in a Santa costume and hat, Maggie could see there was great charm in this place. Character. History. After all, the famed Wintersong Lodge, where she’d be staying for the next week, had been active since 1902, bringing families to enjoy a variety of winter activities. Maggie looked forward to digging into its past to find that singular gemstone.

As a PR person, she knew that the cornerstone to any good marketing campaign was to find the story behind the event. Consumers—people in general, really—loved stories.

Maggie knew there was a great story here in Snowfall.

And she couldn’t wait to find it.

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Erika Marks is a women’s fiction writer and the author of Little Gale Gumbo, The Mermaid Collector, The Guest House and It Comes In Waves (July, 2014). On the long and winding road to becoming published, she worked many different jobs, including carpenter, cake decorator, art director, and illustrator. But if pressed, she might say it was her brief tenure with a match-making service in Los Angeles after college that set her on the path to writing love stories (not that there isn’t romance in frosting or power tools!) A native New Englander, she now makes her home in Charlotte, NC, with her husband, a native New Orleanian who has taught her to make a wicked gumbo, and their two little mermaids.

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