Diabetes Awareness Month–Buy The Book, Fund the Cure

I’m proud to announce that I am one of several authors participating in a campaign to raise awareness of and earn funds to fight Diabetes. Here is a link to a website that will tell you much more about it. If you’d like to help, simply buy the books of participating authors. We are donating all proceeds from our book sales this month to this fundraising campaign. Please join us! Here’s the link:...

Author’s Notes on DEMON LOVER

It was early in December of 1983 that I got “the call.” That is, the phone call every writer never forgets, the one that told me the synopsis and three chapters of a novel titled “Coyote’s Captive” which my agent had submitted to Silhouette was destined to become my first published book. Of course, I still had to write it, a process I recall as being something akin to etching words on stone with my fingernails. Determined to make the book as authentic as possible, before I started writing at all I set out to explore the setting–Baja California, a place I had never visited except for a brief trip to Tijuana with my mother when I was about three. Alone, I drove across the border at San Ysidro and ventured south via Tijuana’s primitive freeway system. Very few miles into my adventure I realized my high school Spanish had completely deserted me, and the landscape had taken on the appearance of a war zone, at which point I turned around and headed back to the good old USA. After waiting several hours in line to cross the border, I made straight for my local library (no internet back then) and checked out every book I could find on Baja California. I did manage to interview a female border patrol agent, so the trip wasn’t a complete waste of time. A footnote to this story: Several years later, at a writer’s conference, I met a woman in an elevator who peered at my name tag and gleefully told me how much she had enjoyed the book, particularly the setting, which she was certain was the very spot where she and her husband had once gone fishing. So, thank you, National Geographic! Re-titled “DEMON LOVER,” that book, my first, was released in February of 1985. Such a long time ago! One of the decisions I had to make in preparing this book for digital publication in the 21st Century was whether to bring it forward in time. In some ways, so much has changed: We didn’t have cell phones, GPS, or the internet; home computers were in their infancy. But in other ways, nothing much has changed: We are still dealing with illegal immigration, terrorism, and the wounds of war. In the end, it was that last one that made me decide to leave the time setting in the early 1980’s. The war in this case is Vietnam, which was unlike any war this country has been involved with, before or since. It left grievous wounds on our national psyche, much as it did on the central character in this book. Chayne Younger’s story needed to be kept just as he told it, and I have done so. One other small note: DEMON LOVER is the first and only book I ever wrote solely from the heroine’s point of view. I still think it was the right decision. I hope you will, too. And so, on this, the 30th birthday of my writing career, come journey with me, back in...

Blog Tour–My Writing Life

Welcome to this blog tour! I had no idea what a “blog tour” was until my friend and fellow author, D.R. Meredith ( http://highwatermysteries.wordpress.com/2014/05/13/blog-tour-my-writing-habits/ ) invited me to join this one, but after she patiently explained it to me (several times) I thought it was kind a nice thing to do, so here I am. Basically, a blog tour is where an author writes a blog in which she answers several questions about her own writing life, then mentions some other authors and provides a link to those authors’ blogs. It’s that simple, and it’s a great way to let you know some things about me you maybe didn’t know, and also a chance to point you in the direction of some authors you might not have known about. Here are the questions I’m supposed to answer. (1.) What am I working on? Yikes. That should be a simple question, but for me it’s not. The truth is, I’m not really working on a book at the moment, although I certainly SHOULD be. I have a contract, and am more than two years behind schedule on it. My excuse is that a few years ago my husband died after a long and horrible battle with lung cancer, and I subsequently left the home we had built together in South Carolina and moved back to California to care for my ailing mom. Mom is okay now–she just celebrated her 93rd birthday–but I still live with her part time and take care of her affairs in addition to my own. Needless to say, this doesn’t leave me much time for writing. However, I have known many writers who have managed to write through tougher stuff than this. So…it’s not really an excuse at all. What I WAS–strike that–AM working on, is a five-book series of romantic suspense books called “The Scandals of Sierra Malone” which is about an eccentric multi-billionaire attempting to reconnect with his four granddaughters before he dies. The first two books–”SHERIFF’S RUNAWAY WITNESS” and “THE PRETENDER”–have been completed and published, and are currently available in digital versions for e-readers of various kinds. The third, tentatively titled “A SOLDIER’S SECRET” is still a work in progress, but I hope to finish it SOON. There will be two more books in the series, and if you’re wondering how come it’s a five-book series when there are only four granddaughters, you will just have to read the series to solve that mystery. I’m also working hard to bring out in digital format my entire backlist of books written before digital rights were written into contracts. So far, I have released ten titles, including six originally published as Bantam Loveswept Classics, two Christmas stories, my one and only Harlequin American Romance, and my very first book for Silhouette Intimate Moments. More information on all of these titles is available here on my website. (2.) How does my work differ from others of its genre? I really hate this question. My first reaction is to say, How the heck do I know? The truth is, I suppose, that it differs from others because it is written by ME, Kathleen Creighton. Like other authors, I draw on my life’s experiences in order to create my stories and characters, and since my life’s experiences are like no other person’s, it follows that my stories and characters will be like no other author’s. Make sense? I hope so, because that’s all I’ve got. (3.) Why do I write what I do? I write what is known as “romantic suspense,” although I prefer to call it “relationship fiction.” I write about relationships because that is where my talents lie. I love to read mysteries, but I lack the kind of mind it takes to come up with intricate and complex plots. However, I have always had a great deal of empathy and insight into what makes people tick, and the complexities of developing relationships intrigue me greatly. I consider the suspense of watching two people begin at places far apart from each other, then move gradually, slowly, with great difficulty closer and closer together…well, for me, that is the best mystery of all. And, to be honest, I write contemporary fiction because I am simply too lazy to do the vast amounts of research required to write historicals. For the same reason, I also tend to write about places and lifestyles with which I am familiar. There have been exceptions, of course; I have never been to Sumatra, for example, the setting for “TIGER DAWN,” or to Baja California, the setting for “DEMON LOVER.” (For more on the latter, see another blog.) (4.) How...

Angels Among Us

A friend of mine recently posted a story about her Unknown Angel, so I thought I’d share mine. Long long ago, way back in the early 1970’s, my husband and I and our three little girls lived for three years in Indianapolis, Indiana. In the fall of 1973, my husband quit his job and we moved back to California where he was to start his own business.  We packed our household into a Ryder truck which he drove with our oldest daughter, Dawn, riding shotgun, I followed in our Ford LTd with the two youngest girls, and the week of Thanksgiving we set out westbound on I-70.  We had done the I-40/Route 66 before, and thought we’d see a different part of the country this trip. (Little did we know there isn’t a whole lot to see in Kansas.) We arrived in Denver, Colorado, late in the afternoon, with the skies darkening and snow predicted for the Rockies that lay ahead of us to the west. We had dinner, then decided to turn south to avoid the storm. Unfortunately, we’d waited a bit too long.  The blizzard had engulfed all of western Colorado, including I-25 south out of Denver. I soon lost sight of my husband and the big yellow Ryder truck, and struggled to follow as best I could with visibility decreasing by the minute.  I was reduced to a little hole in the snow-covered windshield about six inches in diameter, and doggedly followed a sand truck and snowplow until they, too, left me behind. I’m not sure just where it was, but we came to a long straight downhill stretch of interstate, with exit ramps and gas stations and a motel at the bottom. Somewhere on the way down that hill, my car began to slide. Sideways. Down that hill.  Now…I am no expert when it comes to driving in snow, but I do know you’re not supposed to hit the brakes in a situation like this. So I kept telling myself: Don’t do it, don’t step on the brakes, don’t do it DON’T DO IT!  And then I did it. The result was predictable: The Ltd. wound up in the v-shaped ditch between the interstate and the on-ramp. So, there I was, with two little girls, in a blinding blizzard, a foot or so of snow on the ground and more than that on the roadsides.  Way up at the top of the bank, through a barbed wire fence, were the lights of a service station. Between that oasis of safety and me and the girls was an on-ramp and a steady stream of huge big rigs churning down onto the interstate. I could see them looking down at us as they went by, laughing at the stupid 4-wheeler driver stuck in the ditch.  Worse than that, though, was what I saw when I looked back up that long hill we’d just slid down. We weren’t the only ones having trouble on that sheet of ice. Cars were going every which way, slamming into each other, out of control.  I knew it was only a matter of time before one of them slammed into US. Somehow, I had to get my little girls out of that car!  But how? Then…I looked up that hill and saw the angel.  He was on foot, slipping and sliding down that hill, dodging the crazy bumper-car traffic, making his was toward us.  He was a hippy. And for those of you who weren’t alive during that decade, hippies weren’t well thought of by most of mainstream conventional America. But there he was, the only person on that crazy interstate, including the truckers–so-called “Knights of the Road”–who put his own personal safety aside to come to the rescue of a frightened woman and her two little girls. That young man got us out of the car and up that snowy bank and under that barbed-wire fence, and into that service station, where someone in a 4-wheel-drive vehicle took us to the hotel on the other side of the freeway. We spent the night there, unable to contact my husband and oldest daughter, who had made it to our destined hotel farther down the interstate and had no idea what had happened to us. (This is what life was like before cell phones.) My girls still remember the 10-foot tall mounted Kodiak bear in the hotel lobby. The next day we got the Ltd. towed into the service station. Equipped with snow tires,, we proceeded on our way. (The snow disappeared about ten miles down the interstate, and the snow tires were never used again.) I never got the name of our Angel, but I’ve thought of...

Angel’s Walk–a work of love

It has been an tumultuous few months, full of sadness and unexpected joy.  Amongst all that, we managed to finish and release Angel’s Walk. I think every book an author write is special to me. Please check it out on Amazon.

Harlequin.com Holiday party!

Welcome, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Joyous Noel, and if I’ve left someone out, be merry anyway! Harlequin Romantic Suspense authors are delighted to be joining the Harlequin family in celebrating the season with a special Holiday Mystery for you to solve. Collect all the clues, post them on the HRS Authors Website, and earn a chance to win a bundle of great books. Here’s my clue: (#6) Jake Donovan maneuvered himself and his crutches closer to Brittany as she  handed off a water bottle to her best friend, Jess.  He was just in time to hear  her whisper a warning, something about Michael. No surprise there–ther rivalry  between the two Marines had been on the verge of becoming dangerous for a long  time. When Brittany glanced at him he could see the worry in her eyes. He felt a  twisting in his gut, the same bad feeling he’d gotten just before the ambush  that had cost him his leg. This time, though, he was determined to do something  about it. And here’s a link to the HRS Website: http://www.intimatemomentsauthors.com/news-flash/ Thanks for playing our mystery game.  Good luck, Happy Holidays, and come back to visit my website any old...

Katie’s Hero

“KATIE’S HERO”  Of which Melinda Helfer of “Romantic Times” says:  “Forget all the cliche’s, you won’t find them here!” Formerly published by Bantam for their classic LOVESWEPT line, this book is now available in a lovely updated version for Kindle and Nook from Amazon.com and B&N.com. Don’t miss the opportunity to own these award-winning classic Loveswepts for your eReader! And watch for more titles coming soon from Kathleen...