A Day in the Life of.....
About the Author:
Suzanne is the author of Mad Love, Coffeehouse Angel and Saving Juliet as well as middle-grade novels, including Smells Like A Dog. She held a number of jobs before becoming a writer, including children's photographer, video producer, organic flower grower, and marketing director. She lives in Washington.
She lives on an island near Seattle where it rains all the time, which is why she tends to write about cloudy, moss-covered, green places.
She's married, has two kids, and writes full time.
Her favorite writers are Kurt Vonnegut, Charles Dickens, and most especially, Roald Dahl.
A Day in the Life
By Suzanne Selfors
These days I awaken to the cries of seagulls, both the real ones outside and the ones recorded on my nature sounds alarm clock. The salty scent of the beach drifts through my window. The dead fish scent that is my dog’s breath wafts over my face. I love that dog.
The moment I move, the cat starts whining, an insistent annoying sound that drives me to the kitchen where I feed her before doing anything else. Along the way I usually encounter a dead bird or a coughed up hairball. I’m not fond of that cat.
The kids are older now so I don’t have to make them breakfast or help them get dressed. I do, however, have to wake them from their deep teenage sleep, tripping over piles of dirty clothes and books that grow all over their rooms.
Dog fed. Shower, breakfast, then I’m off to the local coffeehouse. I have a home office but it’s mostly a place to file things and to display my books. I find it hard to write at home. I get distracted by the laundry and the pet hair that floats around, the dust, the dirty dishes, so I go to my office away from home.
More often than not, I’m driving through rain or beneath a cloud-covered sky. My little island lies in the Pacific Northwest and it’s the best weather for a writer. The dampness makes you want to hole up, bundle in a good sweater, focus on the work. I think the weather is one of the reasons I’m so productive.
Settled into the coffeehouse with a single shot, non fat latte and a pastry, I answer Emails first, then begin to write. I like the white noise of the place, the steam of the espresso machine, the acoustic rock. I work three hours. That’s my creative limit.
I’m a mother and wife so my afternoons are all about errands, and family stuff. Dinner and dishes. The usual. If I can get in some exercise then I’m so proud of myself. If I’ve managed to connect with friends, then it’s been a really great day. Writers needs to stretch their social muscles. The work is so solitary.
More emails, some revision work before bed. Life is good.
Emmeline Thistle, a dirt-scratcher's daughter has escaped death twice--first on the night she was born, and second, on the day her entire village was swept away by flood. Left with nothing and no one, Emmeline discovers her rare and mysterious ability, she can churn cream into chocolate, a delicacy more precious than gold.
Suddenly, the most unwanted girl in Anglund is desired by all. But Emmeline wants only one--Owen Oak, a dairyman's son, whose slow smiles and lingering glances tempt her to believe she might someday be loved for herself. Others, however, will stop at nothing to use her gift for their own gains, no matter what the cost to Emmeline.
Magic and romance entwine in this fantastical world where true love and chocolate conquer all.