Where Do I Get My Ideas? by Kate Deveaux – Guest Blog and Giveaway

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Where Do I Get My Ideas?

As an author, I am frequently asked ‘Where Do My Ideas’ come from?

I am always happy to answer questions about writing as it is my passion, and I think that every day I write, I learn something new about the craft. I am constantly learning, whether that be from other authors, from my awesome editors, or from the books I read. I’m a big sponge just soaking up the nuances that I hope make me a better author with each book I craft.

As for ideas for books, I have always had a fertile imagination and sometimes something just catches my attention as funny or challenging or unusual and I find myself thinking Wow, that would make a great book! These instances don’t have to be the makings of an entire book; just a place, event or personalities that make me think I would like to write about.

In the beginning of my career I wrote What I know. Books from the heart, based on personal experience. That’s because every writing class I ever went to commanded the basic tenant of novel writing: “Write what you know.” And so I did. I wrote and I wrote. My first erotic romance novel Academy of Love is set it in a girl’s boarding school. Something I knew first hand. I told the tale of lovers reunited, something I also know much about as well, and of course at the Academy there were horses and I know a thing or two from my years of riding.

What about the ideas for the erotic scenes, you ask? Where do you get those ideas, personal experience or research? Where did the impetus for those so-hot-your pants-are-on-fire-sex-scenes-in-the-barn come from in Academy of Love?

I like to write hot; that’s no secret and when I had always written short stories since college that were very steamy. So when I turned my hand to my first full-length novel it seemed natural to write it just as erotic, just as intimate and explicit as my short stories. The imagination is a wonderful thing and I am always trying to push the envelope on the type of sexual intimacy that is most revealing about my hero and heroine. The ideas for the sex scenes pretty much come from what the hero and heroine need as I craft the book.

All my books are different, yet all are sensual romances filled with toe curling sexy scenes that I hope allow you, the reader, to go further into the depths of my story than you could if I shut the bedroom door in your face. Something I assure you I would never ever do! 

After my first completed full length erotic romance, Academy of Love, I branched out. Sure the settings are usually somewhere I’ve been, but with the characters and the situations I took more liberty. In Sail Away with Me, the girlfriends are based on my personal experience of how my best friends I interact on vacation. The sexy celebrity guest on board is pure fantasy. That’s my story and I’m sticking with it. 

Next, I stretched my writing wings and wrote A Butler Did It, about a boss and her uber hunky butler. No, I have never had a butler, or been a multi millionaire businesswoman, but I sure had no problem getting right into that story and dreaming up the sexy hijinks those two got up to.

Bride Undone popped into my head because I used to be a wedding planner and sometimes I witnessed the most unusual family dynamics at play while working with the bride in her big day. I witnessed my share of cold feet and jilted lovers, but the idea of the bride falling for the long lost father of the groom was one that intrigued me. Enough for me to tuck that idea away for over 10 years and come back to it when I had time to properly explore how such a love story would unfold. I have to say I think Bride Undone is one of my most unconventional novels as it makes readers both uncomfortable and intrigued by the intimate romance that evolves.

MediaKit_BookCover_AVixenInVeniceHe’s an art thief on the run…with her heart

Look closer, into Hotel Totally Five Star Venice, where art curator Monique Le Bres has just walked through the doors of the newly opened swanky luxury hotel to assist with their art collection.

Alessandro Bonnard, the world-renowned art connoisseur and collector has been sent incognito to supervise Monique and oversee her acquisitions for the hotel.

Concealing his true identity, Alessandro is intrigued by the art-loving vixen with an appetite for kinky sex. He pursues Monique, charming her at every turn — taking her to places she’s never been — both in and out of bedroom.

Monique falls hard for the man who has utterly captured her body and soul. Only to find out he isn’t who she thought he was after all…he’s an art thief on the run…with her heart.

Enjoy an excerpt:

Glancing down at the small map she clutched in one hand, Monique looked back up at the tiny storefronts crammed along the waterway, trying her best not to be overrun by the barrage of tourists filling the tight corridors that ran between buildings and the canal’s murky edge. Searching for landmarks and any discernable signage, she bumped her way between tourists who were busy ogling the unusual architecture that at that moment proved more of an impediment than an attractant.

Tugging at her suitcases, Monique forged on.

The last thing she wanted to do was be late for her new job.

Lurching sideways to avoid a family carrying ice cream cones and pointing enthusiastically at the sights, Monique teetered on her heels to avoid bearing the brunt of their gelatos as they passed. Oblivious to the obstacle they presented to Monique, they carried on, leaving her in their wake.

The wheels on her cumbersome luggage stuck on a rogue stone at the same time her heel gave way. Tumbling down towards the uneven cobbles Monique gasped out loud.

A hand reached out from the crowd and grabbed for her just as her bottom grazed the ground, protecting her from the brunt of her fall by swooping her back up on her feet in one motion.

“Mademoiselle, soyez prudent,” a deep voice urged her to be careful in French.

Monique squinted into the late day sun at nothing short of a vision. A majestic man, early forties, with chin length sandy blonde hair, a goatee and deep set blue eyes that were rimmed by thin metal glasses stood before her. Her hand clasped in his. The man’s tailored camelhair overcoat told her he was distinguished as did the flash of his fancy watch, probably Swiss and very expensive from the sparkle of the crystal that caught her eye as she steadied herself.

“Stai bene Signorina?” he asked if she was okay in a beautiful swoosh of Italian. The words slipping between his lips like honey pooling onto the cool stones.

First he spoke French, then Italian. It was official. Monique must be in heaven. She’d heard the stereotypes and the holiday stories of her friends vacationing in Europe, but nothing had prepared her for the man who still had her hand in his.

“Fine, yes, thank you, merci…I mean grazie,” she offered, flustered and realizing she was quite able to stand on her own. Reluctantly she let go of his hand to reach down and remove her broken-heeled shoe. “Just tripped on a stone. Una scarpa verso il bass… dieci per andare.” She hoped her Italian wasn’t too rusty.

He just looked at her. Oh damn, it must be more rusty than she’d thought.

“One shoe down, ten to go,” she repeated in English with a nervous laugh, motioning to her luggage. Hoping to make a joke of how many shoes were crammed in her overstuffed bags to cover her embarrassment of very nearly being splayed out on the canal sidewalk if not for the efforts of her handsome saviour.

“Are you sure? I can fetch someone for you if you need assistance Signorina,” the man asked and then glanced anxiously over his shoulder. Monique suspected from his unease that he must have a wife who no doubt would appear any moment and be less than happy to find her hubby fraternizing with Monique. It wasn’t the first time that had happened.

“No, I’m fine, really. Mille grazie.” She thanked him as she looked into his eyes, their depth making her off balance as well as her having only one shoe on and the way he called her Signorina. The word slipping from his mouth like silk.

“Just tell me where I am, that would be very helpful,” she shifted her weight to the shoeless foot and immediately dropped down a few inches, making her even shorter against his tall stature.

“Calle Ostreghe,” he said the name of the street as she dipped her head down to remove her other shoe.

“See much better,” she said, now even footed in her stocking feet, now firmly planted on the cool stones.

But her words were met by empty space.

The man was gone as quickly as he’d appeared, the swish of his long coat disappearing through the crowds, barely visible around the corner as Monique looked on as if it had been an apparition. A tall handsome apparition. And one that was seemingly desperate to get away from her before his wife showed up. Lucky woman having a man like that.

About the Author:MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_AVixenInVenice Kate Deveaux is a contemporary erotic romance writer and die-hard romantic. A former wedding planner, she has always been “in love” with love! Kate is currently working on several fictional stories – each filled with sexy romance, heroines who are no shrinking violets and heroes who make your heart skip a beat. She currently resides with her husband in the U.S. When Kate is not busy writing, she can be found on the tennis court –yes, there’s even ‘love’ in that game too.

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  1. Thanks for hosting!

  2. I love reading about how authors get ideas. It can be so simple or a whole process.

  3. Do you have any strange writing habits (like standing on your head or writing in the shower)?

    • My only strange habit is that I like quiet, so I turn off the radio, tv etc and I always have a cup of tea beside me when I write. Sometimes a glass of wine! 🙂

      Good Question.


  4. Sally Schmidt says:

    It is always so interesting to learn where ideas come from.

  5. Betty W says:

    The cover and title are awesome! Thank you for the great post and contest!

  6. Rita Wray says:

    The guest post was very interesting.

  7. I’m glad you enjoyed it. Vixen was a fun book to write!


  8. momjane says:

    Really enjoyed your comments. This was a very exciting excerpt. Sounds like a great story.

  9. Eva Millien says:

    I enjoyed the excerpt! Sounds like an exciting story! Thanks for sharing.

  10. Ashley F says:

    Looks interesting and the cover is beautiful.

  11. Ree Dee says:

    I enjoyed the excerpt! Thank you for the post and the giveaway!

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