Silent Angel and TV

For those who’ve read Silent Angel, you might have noticed a little something. I’m a bit of a TV aficionado (i.e. I watch too much TV)! As I writing, I started adding quite a few Easter eggs pointing to different TV shows. One of the most special ones wasn’t originally part of the book.

I was still in the process of writing the first draft on New Year’s Eve when the sad news broke that beloved actress Betty White passed away. I was crushed, having been a fan of her for most of my life. As my way of paying a tribute to her, I changed the name of the character who would become Eden’s assistant to Rose, a nod to her character on The Golden Girls.

Rose ends up playing a pivotal role in the book, but I’m not giving any spoilers away, so you’ll need to read it!

How many TV references will you spot?

Until next time,

Samantha

Kitty Litter

Chapter 8 in Pet Shop Passion contains one of my favorite scenes. Mikael is trying to come up with a way to get Hannah to come to his house. He decides to tell her he’s out of kitty litter, so she offers to bring some by. Let’s just say, he was quite grateful. He thanks her with some hot sex. As they’re lying together afterward, she says to him, “Wow, you must really like kitty litter.”

My favorite part about this scene is its origin. My awesome friend Heather wanted to see if I could make a story out of anything. So, she gave me the most mundane thing she could think of, kitty litter. I love the story so much, that I made it a pivotal scene in Pet Shop Passion, marking the first of many times Mikael and Hannah were intimate.

Come back next weekend for more behind the scenes fun!

Samantha

Canine Characters

Several of my books have side characters of the canine variety. Damien and Lexi even met thanks to their dogs. You might be asking yourself why? The answer is simple: dogs are an important part of my life and I wanted to include them in my stories.

After I found out I couldn’t have children, I was left feeling down, feeling like something was missing. I knew I needed something to help fill the empty space left in my heart. I would soon find out that space was destined to be filled by a cold. wet nose with a wiggle-butt.

One fateful day in 2003, I got my answer. My husband works for our local township. He was in the yard when our local dog catcher stopped by with a stray she picked up, a gorgeous black lab mix. My husband fell for her instantly, so that afternoon, he took me to the shelter to meet her. I sat down on the bench while one of the shelter staff went to get her.

She ran right up to me, jumped on the bench, and licked my face. At that moment, I knew. I knew what my fate was. I finally understood why I couldn’t have children. I was needed for a different purpose. This beautiful dog had been abused and was afraid of children. Had we had them, we would not have been able to keep her.

We had to wait a week, allowing previous owners the chance to claim her if she was actually a runaway. On that seventh day, I called the shelter who let me know she would be coming home with us. She was found with no collar, so the shelter had no idea what her name was. We decided to call her Midnight.

Midnight’s former owners abused her, as evidenced by things she was afraid of. It took time to build that trust with her. I couldn’t even pat her head. If she saw my hand coming, she would cower. I would very slowly give a light rub across her head to teach her not all hands hurt. One day, I felt a head rub my hand. She never cowered again. We definitely rescued each other.

Midnight crossed the rainbow bridge in May of 2013. In July of that same year, Holly came to live with us, after being abandoned by her former owners. I’ve always believed that Midnight had a paw in sending us Holly. Holly is another beautiful black mix, definitely our favorite breed.

Thanks for listening! Stay tuned next weekend for another behind the scenes blog!

My best,

Samantha

Hannah and Eden

These were my two favorite female leads to write. More than any other characters, they hold the most pieces of me. They hold not only some of the best parts of me but also some of the worst. Or at least, I was led to believe they were the worst.

Growing up, I was shy and quiet. I loved school, especially literature and math. I never gave teachers a hard time and always had my homework done. I also behaved at home. Basically, I was what you would call a "goody-two-shoes." When my younger sister got to school, the teachers all assumed she was just like me and they said that. She didn't like that, so she decided to rebel. She made bad choice after bad choice. In her mind, those choices were all my fault because I set too high of an example.

Fast forward to after I got engaged. We found out we wouldn't be able to have children. I was devastated as I'd always wanted to be a mom. When I told my sister, I mistakenly expected empathy, kindness, and support. Instead, she looked me dead in the face and said, "Everyone always thought you were 'LIttle Miss Perfect,' but I guess they were wrong. At least I could have children."

That was easily the cruelest thing anyone had ever said to me and it forever changed our relationship. I've since forgiven her, though I've never told her that. I had no choice as it was consuming me and I couldn't let her have that power over me any longer. Through our neverending love for one another, my husband and I came to terms with it, as our path became clear. We were put here together to be the voice for those who don't have one.

Our first dog, Midnight, came to us when I most needed her. She was abused and abandoned by her former owners. We adopted her from our local SPCA. We had to work to gain her trust but once we did, she loved us with everything she had. We had an amazing ten years with her. After her passing, we were heartbroken and not sure we wanted to go through that again.

Midnight, however, had other plans. She sent Holly to us a couple of months after her passing. We're now approaching the ninth anniversary of adopting Holly from a shelter in TN. She was abandoned along with two of her siblings. A transport van brought her and several other dogs from the shelter to their new homes. Holly's two siblings were adopted by families in PA, where we also live. We thought it was so cool that they all ended up in the same state.

I've shared bits of this story with only a few people, as it was overall very painful. When I started writing, I held back somewhat. My first two books have some parts of me, but much more subtle. When I got to Pet Shop Passion, I was feeling more confident and more willing to share pieces of me. I continued and even expanded on that with Silent Angel. Hannah and Eden will always hold very special places in my heart.

Until next time,

Samantha