Why don't you start with telling us a little about yourself? What genre do you write in and why?
I grew up an only child on a farm north of Atlanta, Ga. There were no other children around, so I made up my playmates. We had great adventures together—some are still friends. (LOL) Sometimes I wrote down the stories of our exploits and sometimes I just played out the script. Then, I began high school and met my husband—although he didn’t know he would be—and my attention moved away from writing. After high school I went to the University of Georgia and he went to Georgia Tech. Away at school without him, I turned to my old friends from childhood, began to write again and never looked back. I have been writing ever since. I sent him stories and he would add or subtract, then send them back. It was great fun to work together that way.
I write romances—to be blunt, erotic romances. Growing up alone left me naive about some things—like dating. It took me a while to learn the do’s and dont’s, like how to interact with boys. Don’t get me wrong. I got the hang of it real quick, like most young girls do. It’s just I had to rely only on myself. Writing romances, I can take situations back then and write them with the outcomes I want. Haven’t you ever thought of a date you had in high school and wished you had done it this way or that way? Well, that’s what I do. When I write I can control the outcome—that is, until my characters come alive and do what they wish.
Tell us a bit about your latest book, and what inspired you to write such a story.
That would be Unexpected Love, published on April 6, 2011, by Secret Cravings Publishing. You just don’t expect to meet your true love at an apartment complex swimming pool, but that is exactly what happened to Robin Bishop—a career girl in Atlanta, Ga. It’s scorching sex from the very beginning—until Chase Dixon disappears and all the lights goes out in her world.
This one was easy for me to write because it happened to a close friend of mine.
Did your book require a lot of research?
Not a lot. Like most girls fresh out of the University of Georgia, I moved to Atlanta. There were four of us in our apartment so what happened to one more or less happened to all. One of my roommates worked for a bank and when her boyfriend betrayed her, she threw herself into her work. She became the payroll manager in no time. Everything was going well at work until she met a guy at our pool. I must say we all had our eye on him. He was what we all write about— tall, dark and of course, handsome.
If you could have any vice without repercussions, what would it be?
Prostitution. I would like to be a Madame for a while just to have the experience. I think it would add so much to what I write.
If you could have been the servant to any famous person in history, who would that be and why?
Cyrano de Bergerac. With his reputation that has held up though history, I would like to have watched and learned from him. Think about how knowing him and how he did things would improve a romance novel.
What do you see for the future of publishing and e-books?
As we go forward, I think fewer books will be in print simply because of the production cost. And the ease of having an e-book on a flash drive, always handy, in your pocket.
Which of your characters do you love/hate/fear/pity the most and why?
In Murder on Marsh Island, one of the best characters is Linda Lopez. She retired from the army as a warrant officer at thirty-six and is hired as a deputy sheriff to set up and run the department’s CSI unit. She looks like she would be at home at the playboy mansion, but she doesn’t know how beautiful and sexy she is. She turns out to be one hell of a cop and becomes Chief Deputy Sheriff. Linda is what every little girl wants to grow up to be. She is the alpha female.
Do you get along with your muse? What do you do to placate her when she refuses to inspire you?
Most of the time. Sometimes she wants to go one way and I want to go another. More often than not she is right, so I let her have her way.
Do you have another book in the works? Would you like to tell readers about your current or future projects?
Absolutely—thanks for asking. Here are the books I have coming out this year.
My French Teacher (6-1-2011) - Chad Allen, freshman at State University, looks forward to having fun with girls, playing football, and making grades that satisfy his parents and coach. The first day, he meets his French teacher, Jade Turner and it’s infatuation at first sight. Their age difference is less important than the student-teacher prohibition.
Ecstasy's Touch (7-11-2011) - Have you ever meet Mr. Right only to find out his rightness doesn’t extend beyond the bed? Well, that’s what happened to Jenna Cartwright, who had put her personal life on hold to build her career. Who hasn’t done that at one time or another in their career? Jenna was quite successful becoming the manager of the payroll department in five years. While she wasn’t looking for Mr. Right, he turned up on her very door. Or was he really Mr. Right?
Cajun Lust (8-15-2011) – Sometimes your guardian angel is not an angel at all, but a creature of the night.
In the hot, steamy Louisiana Bayou, two sensual young women, Kim and Jenna, fall in love with irresistible young men, Tommy and James. What happens when the young women find out their handsome lovers are vampires? This revelation takes the girls into worlds they never knew existed.
As far as what is coming a little further out in the future, is a story that’s been rolling around in my head for quite a while. Many years ago I had a neighbor in the apartment next to mine. I call her Geraldine. She was tall and an ex-model. She had gotten hooked on drugs and, I think, may have been a prostitute, but I’m not sure about that. She was an expert in martial arts and worked for a loan shark. I think he was involved in other things but she was his collector. I know there is a story there. I just have to think it through. Just keep your eye on www.BrandiQuick.com for more about Geraldine.
Have you ever experience weird cravings while you write? If so, what kind?
Don’t laugh, but that happened once while I was writing An Occasional Warrior. The heroine became pregnant and began eating crazy things. I consumed half a jar of pickles and washed them down with red wine before I knew what I was doing.
What is the most ridiculous thing that you have thought about doing to any of your characters but never did?
I had a teacher who just didn’t like me and was really hard on me. Years later, I wrote a book with her in it and did bad things to her. If you haven’t done that believe me it really helps. I don’t even care anymore. I had her captured by Indians and the things I had them doing to her! But I didn’t leave them in the final cut—if I had, I doubt it would have been published. God, was writing that therapeutic!
If you had to write yourself as a heroine/hero, what kind of heroine/hero would you be? What would you be named?
It would be about the neighbor in the apartment next to mine a long time ago. And I would be called Geraldine. She was tall and an ex-model. She had gotten hooked on drugs. She had gone through hell and came out a much stronger person. When I knew her, she was so sure of herself and comfortable in her own skin. I was so envious. I think, she may have been a prostitute at one time, but I’m not sure about that. She was an expert in martial arts and worked for a loan shark. I think he was involved in other things but she was his collector.
If your muse were to talk behind your back, what secrets would he/she tell?
Brandi has lived a lot of her stories.
If someone hasn't read any of your work, what book would you recommend that they start with and why?
Start with Unexpected Love, because it is a feel good romance. It has all the things you look for in an erotic romance—likeable characters, hot sex and, of course, a happy ending.
If there was a soundtrack to your latest novel, what genre/songs would be included?
Pop and standards—not old-fashioned or elevator music, but contemporary love songs and soft rock.
When you're not writing, what do you like to do to just kick back and have fun?
I play bridge with my girlfriends, play golf, and cook. I love to cook. I could have been a chef in another life.
If we peeked at your bookcase(s)/e-reader, what kind of books/authors would we find there?
Everything from National Geographic to a complete collection of Stuart Woods’s books, I do love to read and I like the feel of a paper book.
Where can we find you on the web?
Unexpected Love - You just don’t expect to meet your true love at an apartment complex swimming pool, but that is exactly what happened to Robin Bishop—a career girl in Atlanta, Ga. It’s scorching sex from the very beginning—until Chase Dixon disappears and all the lights goes out in her world.
E-book ISBN: 978-1-936653-47-8
Published by Secret Cravings Publishing
Buy here
Blurb: Robin Bishop is Vice President/Controller of her company—quite an accomplishment for someone in her twenties. Spurred to focus on her career by the breakup of a long-term romance, she revels in her success, but longs to find the right man. Chad Dixon and Robin notice each other at their apartment pool and the attraction is immediate, sensual, and intense. Handsome, smart, sensitive, and unattached—he is everything she wants. They soon realize neither of them needs anything or anyone else.
Robin’s obsession with her new love leads to her neglecting her job responsibilities. An unethical co-worker takes advantage of her distraction to blame her for his own problems, and Robin is forced to give her attention on defending herself against his office politics. Then, Chase simply disappears into the night without any notice. She fears for his safety because of the danger in his government job and also wonders whether they will have a future. Despite her despair over Chase, she vanquishes her professional enemy. Chase returns as suddenly and smoothly as he left, surprised at her concern, because he had left her a note she never got. He proposes to her and she quickly says yes.
Adult Excerpt: “Who do you work—” Before I finished my question, he scooted over next to me and gave me a long, wet kiss. Softly sucking my lower lip in his mouth, his tongue slid in, finding mine. Lord, he tasted sweet. Finally, he broke the kiss. Too late—I was already under his spell.
“Wow. What was that for?” The energy drained from my body along with any resistance I might have had. “You don’t waste any time, do you?”
“Didn’t you like it? I’ve wanted to do that since I first saw you this afternoon. I’m usually not this forward.”
“That’s not the point. You’re a great kisser but…”
“Sorry. I thought you wanted me to kiss you.”
“Again, beside the point. I don’t really know you.” I couldn’t take my eyes off him.
“But I want to know you and want you to know me.” He laid his hand on my upper thigh and my skin flashed hot at his touch. His hand moved up and down my thigh as I sat looking at him. Jesus, he was gorgeous—blue eyes, tan skin, sun bleached hair. Make no mistake, I really wanted him. The blade of his hand stopped at the top of my thigh in the crease where my thigh stops and the skin that becomes my fleshy folds begins. My clitoris jerked. It knew exactly where his hand was. All I could do was sit and look into his eyes as his finger slowly moved over to my clitoris, where it was greeted like a long lost lover. Damn, that’s not fair. A sensation like an electric current shot from my clit to every nerve in my body. With each breath, my nipples rubbed on my tank top, acting like little electrical generators. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling. My heart was racing; each beat sounded loud in my ear. It had been a long time since I’d felt any kind of sexual sensations, much less actually had sex.
“It was a nice kiss. What are you doing?” I said. I was having a hard time breathing. His hand was wandering over my body; he knew right where to go and exactly what he was doing.
“Admiring your beauty. I think you’re very nice looking. And, your skin is so smooth.”
As if to make the point, he squeezed my upper thigh then moved his hand over to gently rotate his finger over my clit. God, did that feel great. Gently, he pulled his hand up over my belly under my tank top, cupping my breast with his thumb on my nipple.
“You’re so soft, yet very firm. Your thighs…” He leaned over and kissed my thigh.
My heart rate shot straight up.
“Thank you, but I’m not sure we should be doing this. We just met.” I reached for his leg to push him away and accidently grabbed his penis—big mistake. It was huge and I instantly wanted it.
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