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Viviana has agreed to share some secrets with us, so:

What are some of your pet peeves?

Ah, I have so many…

  • I dislike phone calls because they always barge into whatever I’m doing and I can’t ignore them. I just can’t.
  • Unmade beds–what are we, animals that sleep in a dog basket? The bed needs to be redone daily, and very well. In fact, I’m the only one who can make an acceptable bed for me to sleep in.
  • AC set any lower than 75. It makes my nose drip and my eyes water. If I wanted to be cold, I’d go and live in the artic.
  • I hate when all those different vegetables, all so tasty that deserves their own space, mix together.

I really could go on and on, but I think I’ll stop here because I already come off as grumpy. Which I totally am.

Who is your hero and why?

I have 2. My mother’s father, Nonno Angelo, and my husband Marco. I had a crappy father, and let’s leave it at that. But those two, they never let me down and made me see there are good men around. Men that can be trusted and love me no matter what.

What kind of world ruler would you be?

Nah, I’d pass. I’d have to deal with too many people, and I’d have too little time alone for that. No, I’d give the crown to my husband. He’s be a good one. Very strict, but just and with his people’s wellbeing in mind.

Which of your novels can you imagine made into a movie?

All of them, come on. Jokes asides, I’m told my writing is very visual–none of my characters overthinks or spends pages and pages trying to figure something out. There’s a lot of action, so they would be good movies.

If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book?

I’d start the Margaritas sooner in the day… Joking. No, I wouldn’t change anything.

Summer and Aidan taught me so much, both on a personal level and a writer-characters interaction. For as maddening and frustrating as it was, I learned that it’s okay leave them more reins and simply see where they take you, even if it’s not where you wanted or needed to go.

Do you believe in writer’s block?

Not as much as I believe in writer’s burnout. You spend days, weeks, into someone else’s mind, living their problems as if they were yours. Here is where the crazy stuff starts. On one hand, you have the need to shut yourself up, negate yourself and the way you would act, talk, think. You’re channeling someone else, someone who has feelings, hopes, expectations, hurts that are not yours. You feel what they feel, all of it. Good and bad. But on the other side, to understand them you have to dig deep into yourself and find some old pain they can relate to. And you re-live it, over and over again.

It gets emotionally heavy, sometimes, and you just wish you could be alone in your head.

Of course, the only way out is to finish the story so the characters quiet down–so you keep pushing, keep forgetting about yourself while re-living your past pain. Awesome.

ABOUT HIS MIDNIGHT SUN:

Tormented, fierce, and broken, sculptor Aidan Murphy has judged himself guilty. He yearns for love but pushes everyone away. He longs for acceptance but has lost the key to open his heart. Until he meets Summer Williams. Beautiful and smart, Dr. Williams promises haven for a man who believes he deserves none. All he has to do is let her in and risk his heart and soul.

Summer’s managed to keep her inner light alive, even through tragedy. She’s created a new life for herself and her daughter in Crescent Creek with loving, caring and fun friends–well, except brooding, breathtaking Aidan. She’s used to keeping away from his type, though. All she has to do is ignore the pull of a man who’s turning up to be much more than snarls and storms. Will her compassion and medical instincts let her?

Love can heal a broken soul and shake up a timid heart. Or it can unleash devastation and revenge.

Will Aidan and Summer survive the hurricane?

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THE AUTHOR

Beach bum and country music addicted, Viviana lives in a small Floridian town with her husband and her son, her die-hard fans and personal cheer squad. She spends her days between typing on her beloved keyboard, playing in the pool with her boy, and eating whatever her husband puts on her plate (the guy is that good, and she really loves eating). Besides beaching, she enjoys long walks, horse-riding, hiking, and pretty much whatever she can do outside with her family.

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