Literary Nymphs Interview
Title: The Best Man
Author: Adriana Kraft
Publisher: B&B Publishing
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Release Date: June 1, 2013
What would readers be surprised to know about you?
There are two of us writing together under the pen name Adriana Kraft, my husband and myself. We’ve met a few other couples who also write together, and everyone does this a little differently. Whenever we start a new project, we spend a mega amount of time upfront getting to know our characters, developing the story arc and researching any angles we might need to know more about. We love this stage, actually, and have explored a host of fascinating settings, occupations and cultures, in person and on the web.
Only one of us writes at a time, getting that first rough draft down on the page. We read each day’s output out loud before moving on, checking for tone, grammar, arc, and anything else that might get in the way of making the story work. Once that draft is finished, we take turns going completely through it for edits, as long as it takes.
Do you write in more than one genre?
All of our releases under Adriana’s pen name are erotic romance, including both contemporary and paranormal. Our tag line is Erotic Romance for Two, Three, or More, so you can tell we write a lot of ménage, often featuring two women together. The Best Man is also ménage, but none of the characters are bisexual – we’ll leave the specifics for readers to find out, but we’ll just say our heroine is quite partial to a special kind of sandwich.
When we started writing together, we first tried our hand at romantic suspense, and published a couple of those under a different pen name. We’re eager to get back to that genre and have plans to release a suspense series set in the horseracing industry, starting in October.
What if any, is the hardest part of writing for you?
Getting started is never a problem. We have more story ideas and plot sketches waiting for us to put on the page than we’ll probably ever get around to!
Sometimes the murky middle throws us a monkey wrench. That’s when it’s really beneficial to have two of us – we sit down together, review the developments so far, re-visit the story arc, examine what seems stuck and see if we can keep going. Sometimes the problem is a conflict the characters are experiencing that we haven’t fully understood – that can take a couple days to manifest, and we have to be careful not to take on their problems in our relationship!
Many authors struggle with the editing process. That’s not so much a problem for me – I free-lance as an editor, so the technicalities come easily for me. What’s hard at this stage is letting it go – resisting that urge to go all the way through a manuscript for what feels like the hundredth time at least, and instead to send it on its way.
What inspired the story?
Is it cheating to say our heroine, Kitty Paige, inspired it? We think she dictated the opening scene, which came to us as one of those “what if” moments: What if the mother of the bride messes with the best man at her daughter’s wedding, only he’s the wrong man? It’s not one of her better cougar choices, but she insisted we open the book in her hotel suite smack in the middle of that liaison.
Of course, she couldn’t do it alone, and once we understood her take-no-prisoners character, she needed a hero who could match her. One of my very first writing efforts was in high school, after I’d read Gone With the Wind and seen the movie. I tried to re-write the ending so Scarlett wouldn’t lose Rhett, which I thought was a huge, stupid mistake on Scarlett’s part. So Rhett Butler (aka Clark Gable) surfaced as inspiration for Jared Jacobs, with a handsome mustache Kitty’s eager to check out in sensitive places. A seasoned man of the world, he’s easily her equal, and we had a tough time keeping up with their escapades as they each kept upping the ante in their efforts not to fall in love with each other.
Passionate, hard working and every inch a business woman,
Paige likes her sex raw and edgy, and sees no reason to limit herself to just
one man. Never married and not quite forty, the striking blonde has
successfully raised her daughter, Susan, and is already pushing her new-found
freedom to the limits. Chicago
Wealthy commodities middle-man and race horse owner Jared Jacobs is father of the best man at Susan’s wedding. He is smitten by the vision in yellow who exudes sex as she escorts her daughter down the aisle. Also single, the handsome mustached
ranch owner with mischievous eyes views his sex life as a series of splendid
love affairs, and sets out to make Kitty next on the list. California
Together and apart, their chemistry is explosive, and their sparkling repartee and steamy sex catch both partners by surprise. Jared is first to recognize he’s fallen in love. When Kitty panics, can Jared finesse his every move and reel her in?
Leaning against the banquet room wall, Jared Jacobs surreptitiously studied his prey one more time. The tall shapely blonde in the canary yellow dress and yellow stilettos had drawn his attention from the moment he’d seen her walking her daughter down the aisle.
She’d escorted the bride with her chin up and with a satisfied smile on her ruby lips. Apparently she and her daughter didn’t mind thumbing their noses at custom. Unlike many mothers of the bride he’d seen, this one did not carry a Kleenex in her hand. She probably didn’t have any in her tiny clutch purse, either. Tears wouldn’t come naturally to the fair-skinned female exuding confidence at the chapel and here at the reception.
She appeared to laugh easily enough with acquaintances at the table where she was seated. But a careful observer would note that her laughter seldom reached her eyes. Like him, she was a sharp observer. She’d assessed everyone in the room, particularly the men. When her gaze had settled on his from across the room, she’d lingered ever so briefly before moving her attention to the person standing next to him.
The small band began to play in earnest. Considerable banter and movement was occurring at the head table, where the groom helped his bride to her feet. Jared smiled. The traditional first dance was about to begin.
He glanced back at the woman in yellow. Why hadn’t she sat at the head table along with the wedding party and the groom’s parents? He liked a woman who did things her way—to a point. He welcomed a challenge of most any kind. He had little doubt the woman in yellow would be a challenge.
No one had bothered to introduce him to the mother of the bride. He’d made a point to find out what he could about her. Kitty Paige lived in
Never married, she’d raised her daughter by herself. To her credit, Susan had
done well in school, in her profession and now in marriage. Her mother had
little formal education beyond high school and apparently had no need for a
husband. She certainly had no need for a husband’s second income. According to
his sources, Kitty Paige was acknowledged, grudgingly by some, as one of the
top ten most successful realtors in the Chicago
area, specializing in high end residential and commercial properties. She could
likely buy and sell anyone in the room. Chicago
He smiled to himself. Well, most anyone. Jared combed his narrow mustache with his fingers and pushed away from the wall. The dance floor was already getting crowded.
Where can we find your website?
Readers can find me at the following links: