I'm thrilled to have the lovely Ashantay Peters here today to share what inspired her newest release, Pipe Dreams!
Thanks for inviting me to your blog today, Terri. I appreciate the opportunity to visit with another Wild Rose author and to meet some new folks!
You asked me to write about my inspiration for Pipe Dreams, my book releasing tomorrow through The Wild Rose Press. I’ll state a disclaimer first – if you don’t believe in ghosts, you likely won’t believe my next words, either. You see, Pipe Dreams was inspired in part by a ghost who visited me many years ago.
My then husband and I moved to Florida and purchased an older home. The house had been built and owned by one set of owners, one of whom died there, though we didn’t know that last until later.
The landscaping had been allowed to grow long, and the interior held decades of tobacco smoke coating every surface, but the bones of the house were excellent. Not being strangers to hard work, the low purchase price made this an attractive deal.
After we completed the work and moved in, I began noticing what smelled like fresh tobacco smoke at odd times. We didn’t smoke and had cleaned, primed, and sealed every surface, so I had no clue where the odor originated.
One quiet morning, I finally understood that the house held a ghost. Our neighbors had told us the older man had died at home, and that he smoked heavily. I figured he was the ghost and addressed him by name. We came to a consensus, he left, and the tobacco odors stopped, though every now and again, I sensed a wisp of smoke.
So there you have it—my inspiration for Pipe Dreams. I hope you enjoyed my little story, and that you will also consider reading the fictional account. The book’s coffee house owner is much sexier than my former husband ever was!
No I’d love to hear from you, readers—have you had a ghost experience? Did it work out well?
by Ashantay Peters
Publisher – The Wild Rose Press
Genre – Fantasy
Words – 55,630
Release Date – March 27, 2015
Abigail Stephens left her past behind or did she? When she moved to Blue Peak, she expected to find sanctuary and a new start. Instead, her new home includes a hippie, a ghost with a mission, and a sexy coffee house owner who undermines her plans.
Carlos Young quit teaching when his fiancée left him for another professor. He’s avoided dating, but his mother’s demand for grandchildren is unceasing and more attractive once he meets Abby.
She resists his overtures...for now. Can an intrusive mother, a reticent ghost, and a run-down house bring Abby and Carlos together or will they continue to live pipe dreams?
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“So are you the new owner of this wreck?”
Her hands clenched, along with her jaw. “I’m the proud owner of what will soon be a lovely home.”
He snorted. “You planning to have this in shape any time before winter? Because from where I’m standing, you’ll need more than a mop.”
Abigail’s ears heard echoes of Rich. “I have power tools, and I know how to use them. You have an issue with that?”
“No, I don’t have an issue. You’ve got work ahead of you. Just sayin’. I guess you’ll be hiring a crew for the big stuff, right?”
Abigail threw her shoulders back. This guy sounded exactly like Rich. Bossy. “I can handle it.” She’d already sub-contracted the larger jobs, but that wasn’t his business.
His mouth drew into a tight line, his hands fisted on his hips. “Sorry to bother you. I stopped because it looked like you might need a hand. Guess I misunderstood.”
Dropping his hands, Carlos turned to leave, looking back with a frown. “Good luck with this place. Come on, Henry, we’re not needed here.”
Henry paused, allowing her to ruffle his fur. He broke into a run, following the pissed-off man. An imp on her shoulder prodded her to call after him, “Bye, Henry. You can come visit anytime.” Sotto voce she added, “But leave your human home.”
The dog’s owner kept walking with his shoulders up around his chin.
“Men,” she huffed under her breath. “Just a bunch of know-it-all jackasses. And the good-looking ones are the worst.”
About the Author
Ashantay Peters lives in the North Carolina mountains, where she loves escaping into a well-written book. Her reading addiction also has her perusing magazines, newspapers, Internet articles and even food labels. The last is often feebly excused as an attempt to maintain health, but her friends know the truth.
Ashantay has four romantic-suspense/mystery releases with The Wild Rose Press: Death Stretch, Death Under the Mistletoe, Death Rub, and Dickens of a Death. She is at work on a sequel to Pipe Dreams entitled Déjà vu All Over Again.
She loves to hear from readers and promises not to stalk anyone who contacts her.
Web site -www.ashantay.com
Email - firstname.lastname@example.org
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