I’ve been friends with author Shelley Munro since… forever. Or since not long after I began blogging. Take your pick; sometimes, they feel the same.
So I’m more than glad to host her today to talk about her first-ever self-published book, One Night of Misbehavior. Let’s get right to it.
Although I love music I tune out during writing, which means special playlists for my characters or work in progress are wasted. A bomb going off might get a notice, but songs on the radio or iPod, not so much. Susan’s question about one song to fit my story One Night of Misbehavior, a modern retelling of Cinderella, put me in panic-mode. Did the woman know she was putting me under so much pressure?
A few weeks ago I attended a birthday party with a 80s rock theme. We dressed in costumes—hello Cyndi Lauper—and had a ball revisiting our teens with classic rock blasting in the background. Ever since that party I’ve had a couple of earwigs—really bad earwigs that just won’t leave me alone. When I started thinking about my story and the earwig struck I thought maybe it was kismet.
We meet Charlotte Dixon, our modern day Cinderella, just as she’s starting to rebel against her future in household management. One of my earwigs is We’re Not Gonna Take It by Twisted Sister. They’re rebelling and so is Charlotte, which means this song works for her because she’s not gonna take it anymore.
Meantime I need to foist my other earwig off on someone because Def Leppard keep wanting to Pour Some Sugar on ME, and it’s slowly sending me mad!
Yeah, Joe Elliot and crew can do that… Both songs are classic, though. Good choices, Shelley!
Need more details about the book?
He wears his scars on the outside. She keeps hers safe inside.
Charlotte Dixon ignores her stepmother’s edict and, in an act of disobedience, attends one of the social events of the year—a masquerade costume ball. Charlotte’s naughtiness escalates when she dances and smooches with a sexy mystery man. The night of anonymous passion that follows makes her yearn for a different life, but the next day she’s back to her dull routine of household management.
Advertising tycoon, Ash Marlborough is about to set a private investigator on the trail of his nameless princess when she waltzes right into his place of work. Charlotte is shocked to meet her masked man in the flesh, and even more perturbed when he asks her out on a date. Despite craving another night of sexy loving, she doesn’t have time for a man, not when she wants to reinvent herself and grasp a new, improved life with both hands. But Ash knows what he wants, and he’s determined to win the heart of his princess. Let the dance of seduction commence.
Shelley’s a master, I’m telling you. Oh, but don’t forget the book’s disclaimer:
Warning: Contains a conniving stepmother, selfish stepsisters, a grandmother with fairy godmother tendencies and a sexy masked man who is willing to face them all for the love of a good woman.