Jill ShalvisGuest Post from the author Jill Shalvis.  Read on for more information  about vacations and cookies…

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Book CoverI was a reader long before I was a writer. I cut my teeth on Whitney, My Love and went on to devour historical romances for years before I discovered Stephen King and Dean Koontz, who kept me entertained for several more years. Then I stumbled onto a used book at a garage sale for $0.25. Unable to pass up any book, much less one for a quarter, I bought Honest Illusions by Nora Roberts. Oh. My. God. A modern day romance! I inhaled the book and went to the bookstore for more. In the middle of this new lovefest I discovered not only a love for reading contemporary romance, but for writing it.

It helped that during this time, I got laid off. Funny what the threat of hunger can do for motivation. So I finished a book, sent it off to the publishing world, and dove into my second (while playing the lotto every day in hopes that I’d win a bazillion dollars and all my worries would vanish).

sand-castles.JPGSo there I was, reading the library’s entire stash of contemporary romance, raising three little girls under the age of five, working a new and not great job as an accountant, and writing on the side. When I got the call that I’d sold my first book, I had my middle daughter on the grown up pottie doing her thing, the oldest teaching the dog how to lick peanut butter off her fingers, and the youngest screaming over an ear infection. I had to ask the editor to repeat what she’d just said. Twice.

“I love your book, I want to publish it”.

cookies.JPGI then did the professional thing and burst into tears. Between that and the middle daughter yelling “WIPE ME” from the bathroom, I think I made a great impression.

But I’d SOLD and nothing else mattered.

Nine years later and the thrill is still there. I love this job, and though it’s way harder than reconciling accounts receivables and payable, and there are days when it’s more painful than say having three kids without a single epidural, and maybe I whine about it sometimes on my blog, it’s a great job. I mean what other position could I wear sweats and bunny slippers to work every day, and sit on my deck surrounded by far too many bears and deer and coyotes while being productive at the same time?

surf.JPGOf course I still play the lotto. Because there are days where I could really get behind doing nothing but sailing the South Pacific and eating cookies…  And this fantasy, by the way, is where I got my idea for my latest release. THE TROUBLE WITH PARADISE. It’s the story of what happens to an every day girl who wins a cruise and doesn’t exactly get the dream vacation she had in mind…

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Tell us about your dream vacation or your favorite cookies. Hey, this is Jill, nothing gets between her and cookies. We will pick a random commenter tomorrow to win a pick from her backlist.