Wednesday, October 22, 2025

Along the Trail by Kaci Curtis

                                  A perilous journey – An untamed spirit.

 Wild Women Authors focus on Along the Trail, a rose length coming of age YA western, written by Kaci Curtis, and released by The Wild Rose Press.

About the Book: In 1847, Winnie and her family are traveling west to start a new life in the Oregon territory. While many in their wagon train fret over river crossings, disease, and encounters with Native tribes, she relishes the unexpected freedom of life on the trail.

Threatened by storms, wild animals, and outlaws, Winnie must rely on the bonds she’s made and all she’s learned in order for them to make it to Oregon alive. She also must decide if she is ready to risk forming an attachment to Hal, the cowhand who has a knack for showing up just when help is needed, or whether she will emulate Mae, the free-spirited daughter of their trail guide.

 

Here’s an Excerpt:

The friends passed the next several hours on horseback, taking care to always keep the wagon train in sight. The wagon canopies were so small in the distance, they resembled a herd of sheep.

Mae recounted many stories from her native friends – outlandish tales of trickster coyotes, nature spirits, and ancestral guides who took the forms of animals.

As they hunted for the stream that Big John had spoken of, the wilderness around them seemed to come alive.

Winnie knew it was because of Mae’s stories, but she couldn’t help herself. The afternoon sun gilded the tree tops, and she found herself searching their branches and trunks for a glimpse of curious eyes or a wily smile.

When they ventured from the swath that had been cut by hundreds of wagons before them, the prairie grass grew tall enough to brush the bellies of the horses. It wasn’t hard to imagine something crouching there, peering at them between stalks of grass.

The wildflowers seemed brighter, the colors more vibrant. The biting flies that lingered around the livestock were long gone, and for the first time, Winnie thought she could see why people had begun to venture west.

Maybe it was the break from the monotony. Maybe it was the novelty of riding Lazy Loui instead of walking. Or just maybe, Winnie was finally beginning to actually see the wilderness, instead of only resenting it for its hardships and the simple fact that it wasn’t the farm she’d grown up on.

With that thought, she felt that she had found the root of the matter. The heart of the cause for the blinders she’d worn the past month and a half, which had kept her from finding anything about the trail worthy of its renown. She bore resentment. A bit of anger. Reluctance.

Papa had decided to bring them across the wilds to Oregon territory. He had spoken to Mama about it beforehand, but he’d been the driving force behind the idea. And months later, the animals Winnie had helped to raise were all gone. Millie’s little calf. The piglets that Mama Pig grunted with so affectionately. The chickens that had followed Winnie around the yard when she did her chores.

All were gone now, except for Millie the milk cow.

The simple life she’d known had been traded for the uncertainty of the westward trail, and she saw now that she had been determined to endure it, but also determined not to find anything about the scenery of their travels very pleasant or worthwhile.

With her stories, Mae breathed life into the trees, curiosity into the rabbits and squirrels, and omnipotence to the birds, and Winnie removed the blinders she’d been wearing. She saw the true feelings that had lurked there, ducking behind the exhaustion, the cautious excitement over her relationship with Hal, and the irritation over small inconveniences.

She’d been grieving the home she’d lost. And she’d never even known it, until now. It wasn’t until those wounds began to close over that she even acknowledged their existence.

 

A Bit About our Focus Author: Kaci Curtis is a military spouse, and mom of two. She was raised in Kansas City, MO, only minutes away from the town of Independence, where the Westward Trails began. She loves hiking, camping, reading while sipping coffee, all things National Parks, thunderstorms, gardening, and book club.


To learn more about Kaci Curtis, go to:

Website: kacicurtisauthor.com

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/KCurtisWriter

Instagram:  https://www.instagram.com/kacicurtisauthor


Along The Trail can be purchased at:

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Tuesday, October 21, 2025

The Tomato Jam Murder by Meg Benjamin

 Roxy’s spending her summer with burros and jam, but there’s a murderer in the mountains.

Today, Wild Women Authors focus on Meg Benjamin and The Tomato Jam Murder, the latest in the Luscious Delights cozy mystery series published by the Wild Rose Press.

About the Book: It’s burro racing season in the Rockies, and Roxy Constantine is all for it. Now if she can come up with a good recipe for tomato jam, her summer will be complete. But when Roxy finds a body on the burro racecourse, she’s suddenly plunged into a murder investigation.

And when her innocent friend is accused of killing her ex, Roxy must challenge a corrupt police chief who wants to shut her up. Now she needs to find the real killer and save a neighboring town from a plot to ruin its mountain magic.

Here’s an Excerpt:

The burro pushed his golden nose against my hand, and I rubbed a little harder. Whatever had upset him didn’t include me. “That’s a good boy,” I said softly.

He looked familiar in a way I couldn’t quite define, and I didn’t know why. He obviously wasn’t one of Laurel’s burros, and they were the only ones I’d spent any time with. Still, his coloring was distinctive, and I was sure I’d seen him before.

“Let’s see if we can find your human.” I picked up the burro’s lead rope and started down the trail slowly. He seemed happy to follow along, his hooves clicking on the rocks as we descended.

I studied the brush and trees on either side of the road for signs of a struggle. I was guessing whoever had brought the burro up on the mountain hadn’t let go without a limited fight. I was also searching for any other people on the trail who could help me, but we had everything to ourselves at the moment.

Below the next switchback, the burro came to a sudden halt, shaking his head again. “What’s the problem, boy?” I peered around his shoulder trying to see into the dense stand of evergreens on the uphill side of the trail. A flash of color caught my eye under one of the trees. “Hello?” I called. “Anyone there?”

The burro jerked against its lead rope as I spoke. “It’s okay.” I reached out to rub his nose again, but he pulled away from me. I looked around for someplace I could tie the lead rope so that he wouldn’t wander off while I checked out whatever was underneath the pine tree. The brush wasn’t that sturdy, and putting the rope under a rock would probably lead to a missing burro.

“Hello?” I called again.

“Hello yourself,” a male voice called. I put a hand to my hammering heart then stepped back and peered up the trail. Silas and his burro were on the switchback above us. “What’s going on?” he asked.

“I don’t know. I found this little guy wandering around, and I’m trying to find his handler. I think there might be somebody in this clump of trees.” I watched Silas climb down the trail above us. Oliver, his burro, wasn’t all that excited about slowing down his descent.

“Okay,” Silas said when he was level with me. “Give me the lead rope. I’ll hold onto him while you see if his owner is around.”’

I handed over the rope gratefully enough and stepped into the evergreen grove. The dense thatch of branches blotted out a lot of the light, but the trees were a little farther apart as I walked away from the trail.

A man was lying face down in the center of the grove. On the trail, I’d seen the bright red of the bandanna he had knotted around his neck. “Um…hi?” I said, tentatively. When he didn’t move, or give any sign that he’d heard me, I stepped closer. “Mister? Are you okay?”

Something about the stillness of that body made my throat tighten. I’d seen a few dead bodies in my time, but most of them had been clearly and thoroughly dead. This guy was just lying there. Very quiet.

You’ve got to check. You know that. I did know it, but I didn’t like it. I leaned forward and put my hand on his shoulder. I felt the cool dead flesh through his thin cotton shirt. Yanking my hand away, I stumbled to the trail where Silas waited.

“Call 911,” I gasped. “There’s a dead guy in there.”


About Today’s Focus Author: Meg Benjamin is an award-winning author of romance and cozy mysteries. Meg’s cozy mystery series, Luscious Delights from Wild Rose Press, concerns a jam-making sleuth based in the mythical small town of Shavano, Colorado. Her Konigsburg series is set in the Texas Hill Country and her Salt Box and Brewing Love trilogies are set in the Colorado Rockies (all are available from Entangled Publishing and from Meg’s indie line). Along with romance and cozies, Meg is also the author of the paranormal Ramos Family trilogy from Berkley InterMix and the Folk trilogy from Meg’s indie line. Meg’s books have won numerous awards, including an EPIC Award, a Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Award, the Holt Medallion from Virginia Romance Writers, the Beanpot Award from the New England  Romance Writers, the Carly Crown Jewel of Books from the Mid-America Romance Authors, and the Award of Excellence from Colorado Romance Writers.

To Learn More about Meg Benjamin, go to:

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Tuesday, October 14, 2025

His Sweet Obsession by Twilla Kay Lamm

 Zigzagging through a treacherous maze of compelling questions with unpredictable answers, truths embedded within lies, people hiding behind masks, and in the end, discovering a true and lasting love.

 Today, Wild Women Authors focus on:

His Sweet Obsession an Western Historical romance, written by Twilla Kay Lamm and recently released by the Wild Rose Press.

 About the Book: Following the Civil War, Captain Ethan Reed is recruited to find the truth behind the Lincoln Conspiracy. The facts are not as they appear. John Wilkes Booth pulled the trigger, but did someone else point the gun? Ethan’s job is to answer this question and see justice served, no matter the personal cost.

     Tormented with no answers about the death of her fiancé, Doctor Sabrina Clay seeks the truth—was it suicide or murder? If there is an answer, she must find it. On a hot day in Fort Hex, Kansas, Sabrina’s and Ethan’s lives intersect. They’re soon entangled in a web of deceit as attraction simmers. They each risk a second chance at love while discovering the truth.

 An Excerpt:

     He felt his heart seize. He wanted to hold her, and he wanted to tell her she wasn’t alone. But if he did, what would she do? He edged closer, hoping to absorb some of her pain.

     “We pitched the medical tent and waited.” She pressed the palms of her hands on her cheeks. “After the cold winter, the sun was bright and felt so warm. In the center of the beautiful meadow, American soldiers, some wearing blue and some wearing gray, marched forward. The drummers were young boys…only eight or nine—children in war.” She covered her ears. “Rump-pa-pa-pump…rump-pa-pa-pump. We waited for the killing to start.” She laughed without humor while tears sluiced down her face. “Civilized people waiting for the killing to start. Isn’t that a joke?”

     He untied the yellow bandana around his neck and offered her the fabric.

     She accepted the scarf and brushed his hand with her fingers.

     He felt his breath snatch, and his lungs refused to fill. He swiped his right hand over his mouth, while an overwhelming desire to protect her hurled straight into his heart. He firmed his jaw, grinding his teeth.

     “An hour later”—she blotted her tears—“the battle was over.”

     He heard the quiver in her voice and balled his fists. How could he help her? What could he do?

     “I could no longer smell the flowers…only the stinking sulfur odor of the gunpowder and the coppery scent of blood.” She crumpled his bandana. “The birds no longer sang…only the men crying out. All the beauty was gone, buried beneath a layer of bodies. Some men were dead and some were dying, and the blood soaked into the ground like a summer’s rain.”

     He wanted to say something, but what? She carried the scars of a battle-hardened soldier, she had witnessed the horrors of war, and she was fighting visions she could never un-see, just like me.

     “For two days, we worked—in the heat—with the mosquitos and the flies—and the putrid stench of rotting bodies. The wounded just kept coming…without arms…without legs…and without faces.” She scrubbed the bandana over her face.

     He helplessly listened.

     “At night, I peeled off my shoes and socks because they were stuck on from the blood.” She scrubbed her hands with his bandana. “There are times I feel I shall never be clean again.”

     He couldn’t afford to become involved with her. Hell, she could be as guilty as Nelson. “Sometimes, war is the only way to solve a situation.”

     “Not a very good one.” She sniffed.

     “No, maybe not.”

     Damn my investigation. He drew her against his chest and folded his arms around her. He wanted to confess he was in love with her, but this was not the time. God help me.

     This was the moment he had dreamed, and for now, she was his. He leaned back, focusing on her beautiful eyes, and seeing nothing but trust. He lowered his head, and when his lips touched hers, he discovered her mouth soft and yielding. She smelled faintly of summer lilacs and tasted like sugar. As her sweetness coated the inside of his mouth, he deepened the kiss and moaned. Frozen in a single moment with no past or future, he sensed her surrender.

 To Purchase His Sweet Obsession, go to:

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https://books.apple.com/us/author/twilla-kay-lamm/id1802650951

 A Bit About Our Focus Author:

     Twilla Kay Lamm is an Oklahoma writer who writes books about strong women and the men who love them. Twilla began her professional career as a medical laboratory technologist. After almost 30 years in the field, she went back to college and earned a masters degree in early childhood. Twilla chose to teach and work with underprivileged children and their families. When Twilla retired, she started writing and discovered creating fictional stories is a lot like child’s play.

 Twilla Kay Lamm Can Be Found At:

https://www.twillakaylamm.com

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https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/230401638-his-sweet-obsession?

 

                                                    

Wednesday, September 10, 2025

Undeveloped Memories by Karina Bartow

 Wild Women Authors is pleased to feature author Karina Bartow and Undeveloped Memories, a women’s fiction mystery-adventure set in contemporary Alaska. With Karina is photo-journalist Lorelei Carmichael who will go first.

Good afternoon, Lorelei. Thank you for spending time with us today. Let’s start with you telling us a bit about Undeveloped Memories. The book follows my exploration into my Uncle Reed’s past. When I returned home to Arizona, my priority was seeing if his physical health was as bad as my dramatic brother made it out to be. While I stayed in the home where he raised us, I came across an old roll of film he never developed, alongside other photos of a trip he took to Alaska. Since I didn’t recall him talking about it before, the roll intrigued me because I wondered what it might reveal, so being a photographer myself, I processed it in our darkroom. What it uncovered only made me more curious, and well, I couldn’t let it go.   

What made you choose photojournalism for a profession? My uncle’s history in it fostered that desire. I understood it was his job, of course, but it was oddly an escape for him, too. He loved the mechanics and craft of photography, but he adored the connection it fused between him, his subjects, and his audience. That passion rubbed off on me.

Knowing what you know now, if you had it to do over again, would you stick with being a photojournalist or do something different? I’ve thoroughly enjoyed my career and honestly wouldn’t change a thing. After the discoveries I made in Undeveloped Memories, though, my family keeps teasing me about becoming a private investigator or an investigative journalist, at least!  

What is your biggest fear? Not being able to take care of the people I love.

Who is your favorite fictional character and why? Lois Lane, because she couldn’t rest until she unearthed the truth about a story. I’d just like to think I’m a little wiser in my approach and that I could figure out Clark Kent was Superman!

What is the best piece of advice you ever received? The best things in life don’t come easy.

Thanks for this, Lorelei. Now we’d like to chat with Karina.

Which writer or character[s], from either books or movies, [or both] have had a major impact on your writing? A recent influence I’ve enjoyed is author Nita Prose. While writing Undeveloped Memories, I began reading her “Molly the Maid” series. Even though those novels are pretty different from Undeveloped Memories, they nourished the elements about family and yearning to understand those who raised you on a new level.

With regard to research, where did you start for this novel? Did that lead you down different paths, thereby changing the original concept? I’ve never had the privilege to travel to Alaska, so one of the first things I did was talk to a friend who grew up there. I expected just to get some information about the culture and food, but having lived through the 1964 earthquake, she also gave me a riveting eyewitness account of that event. Her narrative became central to the plot, as I was only toying with ideas up to that point.

Tell us a bit about your publisher. How did you hear about them; what influenced you to submit to them; how is the submission process; what is the turn-around time from date of query to date of release? I’m honored to be with The Wild Rose Press again, with this being my fifth release under their kind wings. Undeveloped Memories is a bit different from my previous works, so I didn’t know if they’d accept it right away. To my delight, my awesome editor offered me a contract within a couple of weeks, and all said and done, it’s been just about five months between submitting my query to today’s release! 

What are you reading right now? No Rest for the Departed by Nancy Herriman.

What's next for you? I’m presently working on two mysteries, and I have a manuscript on the shelf that I’ll probably be tweaking at some point. I have to decide which one will be on tap.

 To learn more about Karina Bartow and the stories she creates go to: www.KarinaBartow.com

https://www.facebook.com/karinabartowauthor

https://www.instagram.com/karina.bartow/

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https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15045283.Karina_Bartow

 

To purchase Undeveloped Memories, go to:

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https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FF5FRS3N/

https://www.walmart.com/search/?query=9781509262908

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/undeveloped-memories-karina-bartow/1147667550?ean=9781509262908 

 

 

 

 

Monday, September 1, 2025

The Wine Jelly Murder by Meg Benjamin

 Weddings can be murder. Roxy’s trying not to be the next victim.

 Wild Women Authors focus is on Meg Benjamin and The Wine Jelly Murder, book 5 in the Luscious Delights series.

About the Book:

Roxy Constantine and Nate Robicheaux are into weddings, both for work and family. But when the obnoxious father of the bride is murdered at their catered engagement party, they find out more about his business than they bargained for.

         Now someone wants to stop Roxy from investigating even as she pulls out all the stops on a super New Year’s Eve wedding celebration for her uncle.

         She’ll need more than wine jelly favors and wedding cake to stop the killer.

An Excerpt:

“You ready to go?” Nate asked.

“Pretty much. Did you check to see if Thalia’s still around? I saw her talking to Pollack. She might have some last-minute stuff to tell us.”

Nate grimaced. “Grab your coat. We can check for her and then keep going out the front entrance. Thalia can always call tomorrow if she’s got something to pass on.”

I followed him into the dining room where the janitor was running the Zamboni-style sweeper around the room. I didn’t see Thalia or anybody else. “Looks like she’s gone.”

“Probably,” Nate said. “Everybody else has taken off. Let’s take one more pass at the stairs.”

He stepped out the doors that led to the stairwell. It looked pretty dark to me, but as I stepped onto the landing, I heard something that sounded like a sob. For a moment I pictured Jennifer Pollack staring out at the falling snow like she wanted to escape. I hoped she hadn’t been left behind by mistake “Did you hear that?”

“What?” Nate turned to stare at me.

“That sound. It was over…” As I started across the landing toward the stairs, I heard another sob, much louder this time, coming from the stairs leading down to the lower floor. “Is anybody there?” I called.

“Roxy?” It sounded like Thalia, but a very different Thalia from the normal, terrifyingly efficient woman we’d been working with. I stepped quickly to the landing and peered toward the lower floor.

And saw Thalia Rosenberg leaning over Emerson Pollack, who lay spread-eagled on the concrete floor.

From where I stood, he looked very dead.

I ran down the steps, which is to say I went down quickly, not exactly running. The stairwell was very dark although the light from above streamed down on Pollack’s body where it lay. Nate was at my heels.

Thalia knelt beside Pollack, her face the color of the snow still falling outside. “We need to call an ambulance,” she said. “He’s…hurt.”

Judging by the way Pollack was splayed on the floor, I didn’t think an ambulance would do much good. I put my hand on her shoulder. “Come on, Thalia. Step away from him now.”

Nate had climbed up the stairs and was now speaking urgently into his phone. I heard the words “accident” and “serious injuries,” which might well be true, as far as the “serious injuries” went. I was less certain about the “accident” part. Still, he was talking to the police, who were better equipped than us to figure out what had happened.

Thalia looked like she might faint or have hysterics, neither of which I wanted to deal with right then. A pool of blood spread under Pollack’s body; some had soaked into the hem of Thalia’s bright blue suit. I didn’t think she’d noticed. I couldn’t see any good reason for her to go on kneeling next to Pollack’s body.

He obviously wasn’t in any condition to need her help.

Thalia leaned toward me, her brown eyes huge in her pale face. “Oh my God,” she whispered. “My God. He’s dead, isn’t he?”

“Looks like it.” I pulled her a little farther away from the body just as I heard the sound of sirens outside. The Shavano Police Department had taken Nate seriously when he’d told them we needed help.

“Did he fall?” Thalia said, her voice trembling. “I didn’t hear anything.”

“Maybe,” I said.

“He looks so…flat.” Her voice was rising, and she sounded much closer to the faint or hysterics option I’d sensed earlier.

“The police will figure it out.” I took her elbow and nudged her gently toward the stairs. “That’s what they do.”

One flight up, I heard someone banging on the front door. Nate was already undoing the front door lock, while the guy who’d been running the Zamboni peered out of the dining room. “What’s going on?” he called. No one bothered to answer him.

Nate got the door open, and I heard a lot of voices, including Nate trying to explain what had happened. I edged up the stairs, still holding Thalia’s arm. Then I heard a very familiar voice, one I’d been expecting. “Well, well. Nate Robicheaux and Roxy Constantine. Here you are again.”

The Wine Jelly Murder can be found at:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FCVCRC6S/thewildrosepr-20

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Monday, August 18, 2025

Ghosted by Lori Matsourani

A haunted inn, a first crush, and a second chance for love with “help” from the resident ghost…


Wild Women Authors focus on Ghosted, a contemporary paranormal romance, written by Lori Matsourani, recently released by the Wild Rose Press.


About Ghosted:

When her fiancé’s infidelity prompts Bethany Hendren to map out a new path forward, her plans are disrupted by an unexpected encounter with Nick Dorsey, who convinces her to help search for the remains of a troubled eighteenth-century ghost. Nick is the handsome summer boyfriend who ghosted her years ago and now wants to rekindle their relationship.

Despite her reluctance to trust him, Bethany discovers Nick is still the funny, caring person who captured her heart as a teen—but giving him a second chance is risky. It could lead to love and happiness or result in another devastating heartache.

Although she wants a happily ever after with Nick, she needs to develop the courage to trust him with her future.


An Excerpt:

As Mrs. Snowden spoke, a tall, dark-haired man entered the foyer. He wore jeans and a soft blue crewneck sweater that accentuated his lanky, yet solid, build. As soon as he saw her, his face lit up. “Bethany!”

He walked toward her as though they were long-lost friends, and she half expected him to pull her into an embrace. Then she recognized the dark chocolate eyes behind the black-framed glasses and her stomach lurched.

Nick Dorsey. He’s Mrs. Snowden’s nephew?

“Aunt Margaret told me you were checking in today.”

Stunned, Bethany stepped backward, bumping into the edge of the desk as her heart thudded. A white-hot flush scorched every inch of her skin as she stared at him. Of all the people she could run into, it had to be the first guy to break her heart?

And why did he have to be so handsome, with that bit of hair curling over his forehead and late-day stubble?

She inhaled deeply to rein in her composure, hating her can’t-catch-your-breath reaction to him, then dipped her chin in a neutral acknowledgment. “Hello, Nick.”

His smile morphed into a full-on, lopsided grin. “It’s been ages since I’ve seen you. Ten years, I bet. Not since the summer Zach and I got our drivers’ licenses.”

Mrs. Snowden laid her hand on Nick’s shoulder. “Bethany is staying in the Howard Room. Can you help her with her bag?” Then, turning to Bethany, she said, “Come back down when you’re ready and I’ll give you a tour of the house.”

As Bethany followed Nick to the second floor, the pain, questions, and self-doubts she’d buried years ago re-emerged, seeping into her belly like liquid concrete. The last thing she needed was Nick Dorsey invading her healing zone. It had taken her months to get over the summer romance they’d shared—and he’d abruptly ended—when they were teens. And even longer before she could bring herself to date again.

And now he was in her safe space.


To purchase Ghosted, go to:

https://books2read.com/lorimatsourani

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0F9XCPLYD/thewildrosepr-20

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/ghosted-lori-matsourani/1147463084?ean=2940184606941

https://books.apple.com/us/book/ghosted/id6746414091

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Goodreads Giveaway (Runs from August 1 to August 30):

https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/418301-ghosted

 

About our Focus Author:

Lori Matsourani is a romance addict. Give her stories with a touch of heartbreak and a spark of joy, and she’s happy. Throw in characters with a huge helping of heart and soul, and she’s up reading all night in romance heaven! While currently a Texas resident, Lori grew up near Baltimore and often draws on the historical flavor of Annapolis and Maryland’s Eastern Shore to inspire her story settings. She authored her first fiction story at twelve and has been hooked on writing ever since. Early on, her writing career focused on articles for magazines and newspapers before shifting to her first writing love—fiction. For Lori, connecting words to tell a story is like assembling a jigsaw puzzle, and she loves the challenge of creating every piece.


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Monday, July 28, 2025

Out of the Crash by Susan Poole

           After a fatal hit-and-run devastates their close-knit community, author Caroline Beasley and high school senior Ethan Shawver find themselves at a crossroads as their lives intertwine in unexpected ways. Both are left reeling as they try to make sense of the tragedy that has irrevocably changed their families forever.

          Caroline struggles with the dark implications of her son's role in the crash, feeling the weight of guilt and despair. Meanwhile, Ethan grapples with the sudden loss of his mother and stumbles upon a disturbing secret that threatens to upend everything he believes.

          As they each search for truth and healing, they must confront their deepest fears and regrets to find a way forward.

Wild Women Authors is pleased to feature debut author Susan Poole and Out of the Crash, a contemporary women’s fiction novel, and current release out of the Wild Rose Press. Up first is attorney turned motivational speaker and advocate Caroline Beasley who will go first.

We appreciate you taking time out of your busy schedule, Caroline. Let’s begin with what made you turn from your first career as an attorney to that of author and motivational speaker? Like most things in my life, I wasn’t particularly strategic about making choices about my profession. I attended law school immediately after graduating with a bachelor’s degree in psychology, primarily because I wasn’t sure what else to do. My parents encouraged me to apply to law school in the first place, so when I got accepted, I figured that must be a sign, so I enrolled.

          While I loved the intellectual stimulation that accompanies law school, it’s no surprise that I never felt passionate about the actual practice of law after passing the New York State bar exam. The study of law is far more interesting than the actual practice of law, and once I had children, I dedicated myself to being a stay-at-home mom. When my kids were a bit older, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I threw myself into my treatment and recovery, eventually writing a book about my journey, which became a bestseller and led to my second career as a highly sought-after speaker and advocate for others battling breast cancer.

          Once again, I allowed my circumstances to dictate my career path rather than choosing it for myself.

Knowing what you know now, if you had it to do over again, would you stick with being a lawyer or do something different? That's a tough one. While I don't regret all the good that I did in helping others by sharing my breast cancer journey so openly, if I had to do it over again, I'd pay closer attention to my gut instincts. Somewhere along the way, I lost sight of what I truly wanted – heeding the desires and needs of others and neglecting myself. I wish I had dared to say 'no' more often and to place more emphasis on finding a better work-life balance.

What is your biggest fear? I fear that the pendulum has swung too far in the wrong direction and that my hyper-focus on the breast cancer community has done irreparable harm to my relationships with the people I love most in this world. Now that my son is on trial for vehicular manslaughter, possibly facing prison time, I'm desperately afraid that I can't do anything to help him. And even if I could, I fear he, and the rest of our family, won't trust me to be there the way that I should.

Who is your favorite fictional character and why? Olivia Benson from Law & Order SVU. She's never afraid to speak her mind, and while she, too, has dedicated her life to advocating for others, she prioritizes her son and always seems to be there for him when he needs her.

What is the best piece of advice you ever received? "Be present" – a term I embraced after taking my first yoga class, ironically thanks to my son's defense attorney, Valerie, who epitomizes my polar opposite. Val is also a breast cancer patient, but she's not angry about it or afraid of hiding how hard it is—both of which I'm guilty of. She wears her heart on her sleeve and graciously accepts help from others, which is something I'm working on and definitely learned from her. "Being present" means more than just living in the moment. It also requires letting others in and accepting vulnerability.

Thank you, Caroline. Now we’d like to chat with Susan.

Which writer or character[s], from either books or movies, or both, have had a major impact on your writing? Jodi Picoult has had a significant influence on my writing. Through my debut novel, and other unpublished works, I've tried to emulate her style in exploring moral dilemmas and complex family dynamics. I appreciate the way she doesn't always pick sides, instead giving readers a chance to view things differently and often from alternate perspectives.

Life is rarely just "black" or "white." Sometimes, I think today's society—and especially the news media—tries to pigeonhole our thinking into "right" versus "wrong," which can be very damaging to those on the "wrong" side of public opinion. In writing Out of the Crash, I wanted readers to wonder, "What would I do if my child's negligence had caused someone else's death?" "If I thought he/she was in the wrong, would I accept the punishment that accompanies the crime?"

At the same time, I never wanted to minimize the damage caused to the victim and her family. That's why I had to tell this story in a dual POV. Neither family was spared pain and anguish; they simply suffered in different ways. The question of forgiveness also arises on both sides of the equation, and we see how all the characters impacted by the tragedy grapple with it.

With regard to research, where did you start for this novel? Did that lead you down different paths, thereby changing the original concept? The inspiration for this novel came from a pair of biking accidents that occurred in my hometown. I witnessed community members jumping to conclusions about the alleged guilty parties and saw how damaging those early judgments were to the families involved. I mashed up the facts and fictionalized the scenarios into one, hoping to provide a voice for everyone "at fault" or "falsely accused."

This definitely led me down some winding paths. I researched the state laws involved in a hit-and-run crash, including the best possible defenses that can be raised on behalf of an accused offender. From there, I saw an opportunity to interject a major plot twist. While the original concept for the story remained consistent from the beginning to the end, the trajectory of the courtroom drama definitely took a turn.

Another significant development was the growing interconnection between the families on both sides of the tragedy. I didn't see that coming when I started writing. Still, as I developed my characters further, I thought it would be more interesting if there were more at stake than simple justice, which led to the decision to create a budding relationship between other members of the opposing families—much like a Hatfields vs. McCoys or Romeo vs. Juliet scenario. 

Tell us a bit about your publisher. How did you hear about them; what influenced you to submit to them? My publisher is The Wild Rose Press. I heard about them through my involvement with the Women's Fiction Writers Association (WFWA) and actually had the opportunity to pitch Out of the Crash to two of their editors at a WFWA conference in Chicago.

How is the submission process? I did some research and learned of their longstanding existence and excellent reputation. They requested three chapters of my manuscript during the conference pitch, but I waited a few months to ensure those chapters were well-polished. After submitting the requested materials in April 2024, I was asked to submit a full manuscript. By the end of July, I received an offer, which I weighed against another offer before deciding that Wild Rose was the best choice for me.  

What is the turn-around time from date of query to date of release? My release date turned out to be almost exactly one year later, and I really appreciated how smooth the process was with Wild Rose throughout that time. Their expectations and anticipated timelines were clearly communicated, and I'm grateful to be part of such a supportive community.

What are you reading right now? Broken Country by Clare Leslie Hall

What's next for you? My debut novel, Out of the Crash, releases on July 28th, which happens to be my birthday, so we'll definitely be celebrating. I'm also working on another work of women's fiction, currently titled Iris Inked. It's about an unlikely friendship between a middle-aged widow and a twenty-something aspiring social media influencer, who bond while taping YouTube videos about the older woman's various tattoos. Think Fannie Flagg’s Fried Green Tomatoes with a contemporary twist.

To learn more about Susan Poole, go to:

www.susanpooleauthor.com

Instagram: @susanpooleauthor

Facebook: author.susan.poole

X: @SHPooleWrites

Medium blog: https://shppoole.medium.com


To purchase Out of the Crash, go to:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/author/susanpoole

Barnes & Noble:  https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/out-of-the-crash-susan-poole/1147395104?ean=9781509260515

iTunes: https://books.apple.com/us/book/out-of-the-crash/id6745760039