Happy Wednesday! Jo Huddleston is a multi-published author of books, articles, and short stories and our guest. She’s offered to give away an eBook copy of With Good Intentions. So read on and see how you can win…(There’s also a short excerpt of her book at the end of the interview)
What inspires you?
Jo: Along the way, I’ve known people who have inspired me with their principles and work ethics. Four come to mind—a seventh grade teacher, my high school principal, an employer, and an editor. The messages in books by Andy Andrews have inspired me. However, if this question asks what inspires me to write, then my answer would be this: What writing ability I have comes from God and I must be the best steward of that gift that I can be. How could I not write?
A good question to ponder. Now…
You’re a new addition to the crayon box. What color would you be and why?
Jo: I would be cobalt blue. That is my favorite color in my clothes and in any room in my home. I don’t favor beige and blending in, but as an adult prefer an electric cobalt blue.
How true. We should all be ourselves. 🙂
As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?
Jo: A librarian. In the seventh grade, a teacher assigned me to work in the school library, helping the librarian there. I had always loved everything about attending school. Now I had a new world to discover—a room full of books. It was many years later that I realized I had grown into an adult who treasured being organized and loved to read, both probably as an extension of my days working in that school library.
Working in a library would be a dream job. Thanks so much for dropping by!
Make sure and leave a comment if you’d like to be entered in the giveaway of With Good Intentions.
With Good Intentions
A sweet romance spiced with deception, set in 1959.
Jean Stewart and her mama stand firm to protect their family business from a big-city developer’s takeover. Oscar Wainworth sends his son William to convince the ladies to sell their property. William has an instant attraction to Jean, believes he shouldn’t be the one to discuss the sale with the Stewarts, and gives them a fake name. If they know he’s a Wainworth, he’s likely to find himself out on the sidewalk.
One lie leads to another until William may have dug a hole too deep to escape. By stealth he learns that Jean can’t associate with anyone who is dishonest. To win Jean’s love, William must convince her that his lies flowed from good intentions.
Book’s Purchase Link: http://amzn.to/2lTR7LF
Jo Huddleston is a multi-published author of books, articles, and short stories. Novels in her West Virginia Mountains series, her Caney Creek series, and her standalone novel, Tidewater Summer, are sweet Southern historical romances. Jo is a member of ACFW and the Literary Hall of Fame at Lincoln Memorial University (TN). Learn more at www.johuddleston.com where you can read first chapters of her novels and novellas and also sign up for her mailing list.
Links to Huddleston Online:
Website and blog (Read novel first chapters here): http://www.johuddleston.com
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With Good Intentions
October 1959—Birmingham, Alabama
William Wainworth shifted in his chair, stretched his long legs beneath the massive conference table, and braced for the impending reprimand from the CEO. This regular Monday morning meeting of Wainworth Development sales staff had gone on longer than he’d expected.
He would loosen his necktie but doing so would violate the expectations Wainworth’s CEO held for his male employees: wear a coat and tie when representing Wainworth Development. His daddy being the CEO of Wainworth Development, William had that rule ingrained in him from an early age.
Among other stellar traits, his daddy dressed immaculately, and he expected his workforce to follow his example. His appearance had favorably impressed many clients who sat with him in his Birmingham office. Every weekday, he never ventured outside his home without the requisite coat and necktie. William had never seen him wear wrinkled pants or curled-up shirt collars.
Now, Oscar Wainworth stood tall, slender, and good-looking between the head of the table and an easel, his index finger tapping on a sketch positioned there. William moved his attention from his daddy to the sketch, a street-level drawing of storefronts along a sidewalk in Conroy, Alabama.
Wainworth Development sought to purchase that entire block of businesses, demolish the buildings, and replace them with an apartment complex having a bookstore on the first floor. Sitting across the street from a growing college, the location proved ideal for Wainworth’s purpose.
The building plans had received the city’s approval. Wainworth representatives had successfully gained signatures on real estate contracts to acquire all the properties except one. The smallest business on the block refused to sell, despite repeated overtures from Wainworth Development.
Oscar Wainworth faced the dozen or so men seated around the table in chairs upholstered in rich, brown leather. He put his palms on the gleaming tabletop and leaned forward. “Gentlemen, this one small store is the monkey wrench in this whole deal. We’ve bought up all the properties on the block, yet here’s this little hole-in-the-wall ice cream shop smack-dab in the middle that you’ve not convinced to sell. Why is that? Why this one store?”