Welcome all!
Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Addison Albright author of To Love and To Cherish.
Hi Addison, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself and your background?
Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Addison Albright author of To Love and To Cherish.
Hi Addison, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself and your background?
Hello,
and thank you for having me. I am a widowed 55-year-old mother of three,
stepmother of two, step-grandmother of two school aged children, and
grandmother of one toddler at the time of this writing. By the time this
interview is published I will have added another granddaughter.
Readers
can keep up with what I’m up to and find links to all my social media and book
releases on my website/blog: https://addisonalbright.wordpress.com
What were you like at school?
Through
high school I was a terribly shy and introverted wallflower. I almost flunked
kindergarten because I didn’t talk. At all. I finally accidentally answered a
yes or no question in April, then once the ice was broken I was at least able
to continue with that. While I don’t have particularly bad memories of school,
there’s nothing good that stands out, either, because I didn’t do anything
other than go to school, go to work, and go home. When I got to university and
lived in a dorm suite, I was able to successfully chip away at my shell. I’m
still an introvert, but I’m no longer completely terrified of dealing with
people, although I still feel terribly awkward in any kind of personal
interaction, and never know what to say.
Were you good at English?
Were you good at English?
Yes,
although I didn’t pursue it at all in my early education. I got my bachelor’s
degree in mathematics with a minor in chemistry. I took a few English classes
at my local university in the past few years. This was because I was
volunteering in AEL/ESL (Adult Education & Literacy / English as a Second
Language) classes helping immigrants learn to speak and write English before
life got busy (babysitting my granddaughter), and I had to drop that pursuit.
The language awareness class stands out in my mind as one that turned out to be
very helpful in my writing.
How much research do you do?
How much research do you do?
Quite
a bit. Mostly stuff I can Google, though. We’re told to “write what you know,”
but obviously most of us need to expand on that at least a little for our
stories. My stories tend to be relationship driven, but certainly things must
happen to the characters to make the story interesting. I include things that I
feel I understand well enough to be able to know what to ask Google.
As
with most writers, my search history varies from stuff I wouldn’t want to have
to explain to a detective should there be reason for the computer to fall into
one’s hands, to the apparently mundane.
Research
into how to cripple a plane, ocean currents, and how long a dead body will
float in South Pacific conditions are just a few of many topics I explored for ’Til
Death that might make an observer raise an eyebrow or two. My birds of the Pacific
Northwest, and medication withdrawal inquiries for To Love and To Cherish had a
more sinister intent than would appear at a glance.
If this book is part of a series, tell us a little about it?
If this book is part of a series, tell us a little about it?
My
current release, To Love and To Cherish, spins off from a novel that was
published earlier in the year, ’Til Death Do Us Part.
’Til
Death is a love story spanning several years. One of the MCs, Henry, becomes
stranded on a small, isolated, deserted island with a few others. There are
thought to be no survivors of the plane crash that resulted in their dilemma.
Henry’s husband, Sam, grieves then eventually moves on with his life, resulting
in a difficult decision once Henry et al are finally rescued.
A
short story, From This Day Forward, follows ’Til Death as a direct sequel.
Another very short story, Okay, Then, included in the Love Is Proud charity
anthology, takes place within the timeline of the flashback scenes chronicling
Henry and Sam’s original romance that are included in ’Til Death.
My
current novel, To Love and To Cherish, features Nash, Sam’s fiancé in ’Til
Death, whose life fell apart when Henry was rescued. Nash is now bitter, or at
least jaded. He no longer believes in true love, at least not for himself (although
he still wants all the benefits of marriage). He embarks on a marriage of
convenience scheme with a likeminded man, but things get complicated when a
freak accident results in Nash losing a block of his memory.
What is your favourite quote?
What is your favourite quote?
“The
larger the island of knowledge, the longer the shoreline of wonder.” – Ralph W.
Sockman
Title: To Love
and To Cherish
Author: Addison
Albright
Series: Vows #3
Can be read as a standalone
Release Date:
November 12th 2016
Genre:
Contemporary MM Romance
BLURB
Will Nash find love again? Of course he will. Will he go about it in the usual manner? Now that’s another story entirely.
Jilted by his fiancé two weeks before their wedding, Nash Marino’s
outlook on life in general, and love in particular, is jaded. After months of
couch-surfing, Nash is fed up. He’s sick and tired of his living conditions,
worn out by the demands of his nursing job, and despairs of ever finding love
again. In fact, he doesn’t think he’s capable of true love. Monogamy,
commitment, companionship, and regular sex…that’s all he wants, and the sooner,
the better.
When Nash crosses paths with a like-minded man who’s also in need of a
live-in nurse for a beloved relative, Nash figures all his problems are solved.
Matters are complicated by a freak accident and amnesia. When Nash’s marriage
of convenience scheme is muddied by notions of love after his memory reboot,
will their plans go awry, or will Nash’s new outlook on life be just what the
doctor ordered?
Find To Love and To
Cherish on Goodreads
Find the Vows series
on Goodreads
EXCERPT
“Fuck dating. Let first
impressions rule. I could’ve saved myself a world of hurt and heartache if I’d
done that over the years. I don’t know why I stuck it out with some of my
shitty boyfriends either. Wishful thinking, I guess. But you’re right, I knew
practically instantly that my husband was going to be the love of my life. So
yeah, don’t bother dating…simply ask him to marry you five minutes into the
conversation. I’m sure it won’t scare him off or anything.” She accompanied
that final instruction with a cocked eyebrow and one of her trademark smirks,
as if the scornful tone she’d used wasn’t enough to keep the sarcasm from going
over his head. Subtlety wasn’t Angela’s strong suit.
“Sage advice.” He raised a
spoonful of soup in salute, then brought it toward his mouth.
Someone bumped his chair from
behind. Nash rocked forward, and soup spilled down his chin.
Angela stifled a snicker, and a
male voice he recognized said, “Sorry about that.”
Nash snatched up his napkin to
wipe his face, and turned. “No problem, Dr. Burlingham.”
Although it was, of course. He
felt like a fool with chicken noodle dripping down his neck. Dr. Burlingham
stood there looking at him with an odd intensity. Probably thinking Nash had a
screw loose or was some kind of man-whore if he’d overheard much of Nash’s
rant. Whatever, it was none of the man’s business, and Nash would hopefully not
be working at this hospital—where the doctor’s opinion would affect him—for
much longer anyway.
After gazing at him for an
uncomfortably long couple of seconds, Dr. Burlingham turned back to Dr. Gilbert
Wilson, a friendly and outgoing pediatrician whose close friendship with Dr.
Burlingham had long stymied the hospital grapevine. Dr. Wilson gaped at Dr.
Burlingham with his own less-squinty version of Angela’s earlier side-eye.
Except Dr. Wilson’s version was accompanied by a comical upturn to one side of
his mouth, indicating his enjoyment of the scene—rather than concern for his
friend’s mental health, as Angela’s countenance had implied.
As soon as the two doctors walked
around the corner, Angela burst into a fit of the chuckles that would have been
better suited to the set of Dumb and
Dumber.
“Hardee-har-har,” was the best he
could come up with in reply. Nash grabbed her napkin and crammed it down the
front of his uniform to mop up the rest of the soup drippage.
“Did you see the look on his
face?” Angela managed to gasp between giggles.
“Which one? The repugnance on Dr.
Burlingham’s or the glee on Dr. Wilson’s?”
The guffaws coming from across
the table intensified and drew some curious glances as well as several
censorious glares. “Seriously, Angela, you’re going to give yourself a hernia.
It wasn’t that funny.”
He nudged her bottle toward her
and she took the hint, a couple deep breaths, and a slug of water. “Wasn’t
repugnance,” she wheezed.
“What are you talking about?”
“The look on Dr. Burlingham’s
face. It wasn’t repugnance. Closer to yearning.”
“Don’t even.” Nash froze. “Right
now your position on the hospital grapevine is scaring the shit out of me.
Don’t. Even.”
She held up a hand. “I wouldn’t.
Calm down, sweetie. I’m stating facts, is all.”
“There’s nothing remotely factual
about that statement, so don’t start with me. And so help me, don’t even hint
at joking about something that stupid on the pediatrics floor where Dr. Wilson
might get wind of it.”
She pointed a finger—or rather the finger—at him and bit out, “I’m not
a fucking idiot.”
No, she wasn’t. Nash eased back
in his seat. And she was a good friend. He sighed. “Sorry. I know you wouldn’t.
Just put it down to the stress, okay?”
She gave his hand a squeeze and
the tightness that had appeared in her shoulders visibly relaxed as well. “I’m
sorry, too, sweetie. I shouldn’t tease you right now. I promise I would never
start or feed any rumors about you, stupid or otherwise, but there truly was
something in his look. I just want you to have a heads-up on that.”
Nash closed his eyes and took a
deep, cleansing breath. It was doubtful, and so not a complication that would
be appreciated right now in his life.
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About
the Author
Addison Albright lives in the
middle of the USA with three peculiar cats. Her stories are gay (sometimes
erotic) romance, and tend to be sweet man-love in contemporary settings. Her
education includes a BS in Education with a major in Mathematics and a minor in
Chemistry. Addison loves spending time with her family, reading, popcorn,
boating, french fries, "open window weather," cats, math, and
anything chocolate. She loves to read pretty much anything and everything,
anytime and anywhere.
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