What inspires you to write?
I've always enjoyed writing, and over recent years I have found writing everyday really helpful in dealing with my depression. With So Many Reasons, I wanted to write a story that was not only enjoyable to read, but also dealt with some real issues.
Do you have a style of writing you stick to?
I write in the style I like to read, first person, past tense. I love to work a little bit of humour into my work, especially if the story is quite heavy. My books always have a romance element, and often some suspense.
What are you currently working on?
Currently, I am working on the sequel to So Many Reasons, and also a stand alone novel, which is currently untitled.
This stand alone novel follows the story of Lily Somerton, a nineteen year old who moves away from home to start college.
Lily is still struggling with the death of her identical twin, Abby, a year earlier.
Following Abby’s death, Lily spent time in a psych facility after she was still seeing, hearing and speaking to Abby as though she was still alive. Now, ready to begin college, Abby only shows up in her dreams.
A chance encounter with Dane Hansen changes Lily’s life. Lily’s friends warn her off becoming involved with Dane. He’s bad news, according to the rumors, anyway..
Now, he’s back, nearly a year after he disappeared off the face of the earth weeks into his freshman year at college. But Dane is far from the popular, womanizing, athlete he once was.
Dane has experienced loss himself, after his six year old sister was abducted and murdered nearly ten years ago. He understands Lily, and the more time he spends with her, the harder he falls. There is something he hasn’t told her though, something almost nobody knows, and it’s something that might stop Lily from feeling the same way.
So Many Reasons Why (Book 1)Twenty year old Emma hasn’t left the house since she was attacked as a child. Now, with the impending release of her attacker from prison, Emma knows it’s more important than ever for her to regain control of her life. From her unrelenting nightmares, to her strained relationships, to her crippling agoraphobia, Emma feels as though her life is spiralling out of control.
When her professor, Simon Anderson enters her life, Emma must deal with feelings she has never experienced before.
Though both she and Simon know their relationship is bordering on inappropriate, neither of them are able to ignore the intense chemistry that is quickly developing between them.
What was supposed to keep her mind off the attack has left her more confused than ever. When there are so many reasons why you shouldn’t be together, is simply being in love really enough?
Here's a teaser from So Many Reasons Why:
I watched in horror as Tom answered the call. I threw my face in my hands and collapsed down onto the kitchen counter. This was bad. I tried to block out his voice. I didn't need to hear what he was saying to know I needed to be very embarrassed.
“Asshole.” I muttered.
“Hello?” Tom didn't even bother to hide his amusement. “Emma? Yes she's here. And who may I say is calling? Simon. Right, finally. I've heard so much about you. Em doesn't shut up about you.”
I groaned, stumbling to the couch. I was so embarrassed. This was really bad. I threw myself onto the couch and buried my head in the arm
“Uh-huh. Right. Yes I understand that.” Tom nodded, his face serious, as if he was deep in the middle of an important meeting. “I do need to know what your intentions are toward my Emma. Are you planning on becoming intimate?”
“Fuck you Tom!” I screamed loudly. My face flamed. I wanted the couch to swallow me. I was going to kill Tom. It may take a while, years even, but he was going to pay for this.
“Right. Just be safe. And remember, if it's not on, it's not on.” He wandered out onto the balcony, knowing I wasn't likely to follow him out there.
Could this get any worse? I wondered how hard it would be for Tom to 'accidentally' fall over the balcony of my level 10 apartment with me still standing within confines of the apartment.
“Sure, I will put her on.” I felt the phone hit me on my back. I reached behind to grab it. I contemplated hanging up. This was beyond embarrassing.
No. That would only make things more awkward. I would have to speak to him eventually.
“Hello.” I mumbled, cringing.
“Well hello there.” He said, amused. Way too amused. He was loving this.
“Hi.” I responded, feeling embarrassed. And angry. I was so fucking angry.
“So, Tom seems like a nice guy.”
“Tom’s a fucking asshole.” I yelled, loud enough for him to hear. Tom yelled back an inaudible response. Simon chuckled.
Desire (Book 1)
Twenty-one year old Kaitlin’s life is turned upside down when her estranged mother disappears, leaving her to take care of Sam and Neri, the brother and sister she hasn’t seen in three years.
Devon Walkerson is the detective assigned to Katherine Delancy’s disappearance. The last thing he expected was to fall in love with Kaitlin. Devon has been hurt before, and is reluctant to put himself out there again. Devon’s hot and cold behaviour is driving Kaitlin insane.
As much as she can’t resist him, Kaitlin can’t keep letting him into her heart until he figures out what he wants. As Kaitlin struggles to come to terms with unresolved feelings toward her mother, reconnecting with Neri and Sam, and falling in love with a man who may or may not feel the same way she’ll discover just how far she will go for her family.
Here's a teaser from Desire:
Here's a teaser from Missy's current WIP:
“With Abby. At least I got to say goodbye. She was sick for a long time. At least I had the chance to tell her every day how much I loved her.” My voice broke slightly. I could feel tears pricking my eyes. Suddenly I began to laugh. Dane looked at me, both confused and amused by my outburst.
“It just stuck me how horrified Abby would be if she knew this is how my first date was going.” I giggled. Dane laughed, his blue eyes lighting up.
“Yeah, I guess we’re both pretty morbid.” He made a face. “So, you’re first date, huh?” He smiled at me. I groaned. Why did I say that?
Truth be told, I suppose this was my first date. I’d had a boyfriend before, Dennis Collins. We were together for about two months before Abby got sick, when I was fourteen. Our month together involved lots of kissing, some uncomfortable fondling, and two extremely awkward nights of sex in his single bed when his parents were away. Abby had been so pissed that I’d lost my virginity before her, especially when she was the one with the steady boyfriend. She’d been so mad that the very next night she’d slept with Will, almost as if to spite me.
“It’s not my first date.” I retorted, blushing. “Just my first in a while.” Dane grinned, obviously loving the discomfort I was feeling.
“Okay, enough of the family talk. That’s way too depressing. What’s your favorite color?”
“Purple.” I answered. “You?”
“Green.” He replied, gazing deep into my green eyes. I giggled, blushing. “No, really. I’m not just saying that to be smooth.” He argued. I laughed. I should hope not.
If that was him being smooth, then he was drowning, fast.