AUTHOR: J.Q. Rose
BOOK TITLE: The Good Neighbors
PUBLISHER: J.Q. Rose
BUY LINK: Amazon buy link http://tinyurl.com/82kw9fa
DO YOU HAVE A GIVEAWAY?: Yes.
WHAT IS IT?: PDF copy of The Good Neighbors
HOW DO YOU WANT THE WINNER TO BE CHOSEN?: Penny will choose the winner.
WHO WILL DELIVER THE PRIZE TO WINNER?: Penny will notify me and I will email the winner a PDF copy.
Thank you, Penny, for the opportunity to spread some Christmas cheer in July!
Tell me a little about your book. Jim and Gloria Hart, snowbirds from Michigan, always help out the neighbors in their Florida retirement community when asked. Who knew being good could turn out to be so bad?
This delightful holiday short story will tickle your funny bone and question the idea of being good during the warmth and good cheer of the holiday season.
What gave you the idea for this particular story?
If I tell you the real life incident that gave me the idea, it would reveal too much of the story. No spoilers.
Is there anything in your story based upon a real life event? If so, tell me about it.
My neighbor actually did become very ill. We had to call 9-1-1 for assistance. Thankfully she was fine after staying in the hospital for a few days. Another incident in the story actually happened to us, but I don’t want to spoil the story for the reader by telling too much.
Why did you choose to write a story with a Christmas theme?
I wrote the story earlier in the year, but not as a Christmas story. When my writers group read it in late summer, we tossed around the idea of making it Christmas themed by actually having the action take place during the holiday season. So either blame them or credit them for that idea!
Do you see special challenges to marketing a book with a seasonal theme? If so, what are they?
Yes. There is only a short window of opportunity to market a seasonal book. Readers want to read Christmas stories when they are in the midst of preparing and celebrating the holiday. They are not in the mood while enduring hot summer days, leaf peeping in the fall, or picking blooming tulips. But, Penny, maybe your Christmas in July blogfest will help get them into the Christmas spirit?
How long before Christmas did you submit to your publisher?
I did not submit the story to a publisher.
How and why did you choose this publisher?
I used Kindle Direct Publishing to learn about formatting an e-book and all the work that needs to be done to self-pub a story. And yes, I learned a LOT. A short story is good practice. A chapter book will take even more time and, shall I say, patience?
What about your book makes it special?
The characters in the book are the same fun snowbird couple from Michigan, Jim and Gloria Hart, who appear in my mystery, Sunshine Boulevard, from Muse It Up Publishing. I hope the reader gets a few giggles from it. Senior readers may even identify with some of the predicaments in the story.
What does Christmas mean to you?
Christmas means love, joy, peace, and hope in a world yearning for all of that. Through God all of these desires of our heart can be possible.
What is your favorite Christmas memory?
This may not qualify as a favorite memory, but it certainly is one that shattered my childhood—the Christmas I found out there was no Santa Claus. I picked out a beautiful ballerina doll from the Sears catalog. (Remember that Christmas wish book?) I will never forget being in the kitchen and overhearing my Mom and Dad discussing whether they could order the doll for me for Christmas. I did receive the doll and she truly was beautiful, but I never played with her. She ruined Christmas for me because her presence confirmed my suspicion that Santa was not real. However, when I confronted my mother about the truth about Santa, she sat me down and we discussed my crushed heart. She explained so well how the legend is based on a real saint and that Santa is real in our hearts. It helped me to explain Santa to my daughters many years later when they wanted to know the truth.
What was your favorite stocking stuffer?
We always received fruit in our stockings. I have yet to find an orange that tastes better than the oranges I ate on Christmas mornings so long ago.
What was your favorite Christmas present?
I have two older brothers, so I was a tom-boy. One Christmas I asked Santa for a holster and guns—you know I idolized Roy Rogers. My parents were so worried about me not wanting a doll that I received three dolls that year plus the guns and holster! I must admit, however, the guns and holster set was my favorite Christmas present!
Where can people learn more about you and your work?
Author Central at Amazon.com
J Q Rose Website http://www.jqrose.webs.com
J Q Rose Blog http://www.jqroseauthor.blogspot.com
Gloria left the bathroom as more first responders, including her husband Jim, showed up at the scene. With so many people in the small house, she was afraid Ethel’s table-top Christmas tree would be knocked over. She stood near it to guard it as she answered all of the questions from the county EMTs when they arrived. It seemed to take forever to give the information.
She smiled when she heard Ethel yelling at the EMTs in her own very special way of addressing them as SOBs. But when they had her on the cot and wrapped up to keep her warm, the woman answered their questions about her summer home address in Ohio. She knew her phone number and her daughter’s phone number in New York.
Gloria was happy to see her neighbor clear-headed and not in shock. She smiled as she watered the wilting red poinsettia at the kitchen sink before she left. Ethel may be bruised and belligerent, but she was a fighter and would beat this slip and fall her own way.
When Gloria stepped outside into the Florida sunshine, she was surprised at the hubbub in front of Ethel’s house. A fire engine, rescue squad vehicle, and an ambulance lined the curb. The first responders directed traffic at the intersections to bypass the block where Ethel lived on Lemon Ave. A crowd of curious onlookers were gathered on the other side of the street, in fact in Gloria’s front yard.
Gloria felt overwhelmed when the neighbors moved as a unit to surround her in the middle of the road and fired questions.
“What happened? Is she going to be okay? Is she conscious?” Gloria tried to answer each one as best as she could.