ABOUT THE BOOK
One night, 28-year-old, Katherine O’Brian, decides to walk to an all-night diner. The only problem? It’s midnight, but Katherine lives in Reno Nevada, a city that never sleeps; she can clearly see the diner’s lights in the distance. It’s no big deal, until she passes someone’s garage where a man is loading a dead body into the trunk of his car. And now, she’s in trouble. She outran the man that night, and while she has no idea who he is, he knows who she is. And he wants her dead. As if attempts on her life weren’t stressful enough, Katherine has gone back to college. She’s determined to finally finish her degree, but her lab partner is driving her crazy. He’s hot, but annoying. And she’s not sure which she wants more—a night of mad, passionate sex or a new lab partner. It varies from day to day. Will Katherine give in to her lust for her partner or will she give in to her desire to throttle him? If she’s in the ground before graduation, it won’t matter. Not your typical romance, not your typical mystery.
Book Details:
Title: Mocha, Moonlight, and Murder
Author: MaryAnn Kempher
Genre: romantic suspense
Published: This is a re-release. Originally published in April 2013
Print length: 344 pages
On tour with: Pump Up Your Book
LOVE IT OR LEAVE IT WITH MARYANN KEMPHER
Things you love about where you live: I live in Florida, so I love our winters. While it’s ten below zero and three feet of snow somewhere else, I’m walking my dog in capris and a short sleeve shirt.
Things that make you want to move: my winters. I know, I know, but even though it’s great that it’s so nice, it has its downside. The downside? The holidays. Really hard to even remember it’s the holiday season when it’s eighty degrees outside in November.
Things you never want to run out of: coffee and creamora.
Things you wish you’d never bought: an old-fashioned vacuum cleaner. It was the same kind owned by my parents and a huge waste of money.
Words that describe you: I hope these words describe me: generous, empathetic, funny, truthful, calm
Words that describe you, but you wish they didn’t: impatient, short-tempered (when I’m driving), self-indulgent.
Favorite foods: steak, anything from a bakery, sushi.
Things that make you want to throw up: cabbage or peas.
Favorite music: soft rock.
Music that make your ears bleed: rap, hard rock.
Favorite beverage: coffee .
Something that gives you a pickle face: anything sour.
Favorite smell: lavender .
Something that makes you hold your nose: cabbage cooking.
Something you’re really good at: writing .
Something you’re really bad at: math.
Something you wish you could do: speak a different language.
Something you wish you’d never learned to do: crack my knuckles.
Last best thing you ate: chicken Egg Foo Young .
Last thing you regret eating: potato chips.
Things you’d walk a mile for: Starbucks.
Things that make you want to run screaming from the room: the smell of cabbage.
Things you always put in your books: references to Starbucks. It’s one of my main characters known weaknesses, and mine.
Things you never put in your books: never say never, but rarely do I put sex in my books, other than my first—Mocha, Moonlight, and Murder—which is a romance/mystery.
Things to say to an author: I write mysteries, so the best thing you can say to me is you loved the ending and didn’t see it coming.
Things to say to an author if you want to be fictionally killed off in their next book: so, how many books have you sold? That’s not very many, is it? (Off with your head.)
Favorite places you’ve been: New York city.
Places you never want to go to again: Qatar.
Favorite books: books written by Agatha Christie, especially those with Hercule Poirot .
Books you would ban: books that glorify incest, child abuse, or rape.
Favorite things to do: shop, watch television, travel and sight-see .
Things you’d run through a fire wearing gasoline pants to get out of doing: fold and put away laundry.
Most daring thing you’ve ever done: sky diving, 3500 feet in the air .
Something you chickened out from doing: sky diving. Which is funny because it was virtual reality at the Space Needle. My only defense is that the two events were 23 years apart.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
For many years, MaryAnn Kempher lived in Reno Nevada where most of her stories are set. Her books are an entertaining mix of mystery and humor. She lives in the Tampa Florida area with her husband, two children, and a very snooty Chorkie.
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