Bio: Colleen Coble has sold over 2 million novels worldwide. Seagrass Pier, the third installment in her acclaimed Hope Beach series, marks a new highpoint for emotion and complexity in Coble's addictive brand of romantic suspense.
Welcome back, Colleen. How did this book come about?
I have a friend who had an organ transplant, and I noticed some small personality changes. I did some research and saw that the cell memory is a known phenomenon. It’s especially strong with heart transplants. It’s a fascinating topic, and I wanted to explore it.
Tell us about the book’s cover and what makes it unique.
It’s very atmospheric with great light and shadow contrasts.
Please explain and differentiate between what’s fact and fiction in the book.
The story is fiction of course, but I did a lot of research about cell memory so I knew what I was talking about.
How much research did you have to do for this book?
I read a lot of accounts written by organ recipients and was fascinated by the stories. One teenage girl received a heart by a boy who loved music. Her music tastes changed, and when she met his parents, she was able to finish the lyrics of a song he wrote even though she’d never heard it. Fascinating stuff!
What are some of the most interesting things you found about this subject that you weren’t able to use in the story?
I tried to use all the good stuff. J
What inspired and surprised you while you were writing the book?
I’m always surprised when I’m writing a book because it takes twists and turns I never planned. I can’t say what those things were without giving away the story! J
What do you hope the reader takes away from the story?
Some things like what kind of music we like and what clothes we wear are not who we are. How we treat people, who we are in Jesus, and how we live our lives are the things that make us who we are.
That’s so true. What is the next project you’re working on?
I’m working on a new series set in
Maine. The first book is The Inn at Ocean’s Edge.
What do you do when you have to get away from the story for a while?
I never have to get away from the story for a while. I’m always obsessed when I’m in the middle of a book. It’s hard to stop long enough to go to sleep. LOL
Please give us the first page of the book.
The constriction around her neck tightened, and she tried to get her fingers under it to snatch a breath. She was losing consciousness. A large wave came over the bow of the boat, and the sea spray struck her in the face, reviving her struggle. She had to fight or he would kill her. She could smell his cologne, something spicy and strong. His ring flashed in the moonlight, and she dug the fingers of her right hand into his red sweater. The pressure on her neck was unrelenting. She was going to die.
Elin Summerall bolted upright in the bed. Her heart pounded, and she touched her throat and found it smooth and unharmed. It was just that dream again. She was safe, right here in her own house on the outskirts of
Her slick skin glistened in the moonlight streaming through the window. Virginia Beach, Virginia
The incision over her breastbone pulsed with pain, and she grabbed some pills from the bedside and swallowed them. In and out. Concentrating on breathing helped ease both her pain and her panic. She pulled in a breath, sweetly laden with the scent of roses blooming outside her window, then laid back against the pillow.
Her eyes drifted shut, then opened when she heard the tinkle of broken glass. Was it still the dream? Then the cool rush of air from the open window struck her face, and she heard a foot crunch on broken glass.
She leaped from the bed and threw open her door. Her heart pounded in her throat. Was an intruder in the house? In her bare feet, she sidled down the hall toward the sound she’d heard. She paused to peek in on her four-year-old daughter. One arm grasping a stuffed bear, Josie lay in a tangle of princess blankets.
Elin relaxed a bit. Maybe she hadn’t heard glass break. It might still have been part of the nightmare. She peered around the hall corner toward the kitchen. A faint light glimmered as if the refrigerator stood open. A cool breeze wafted from the kitchen, and she detected the scent of dew. She was sure she’d shut and locked the window. The hair stood on the back of her neck, and she backed away.
Don’t stop there, Colleen. I must know what happens. How can readers find you on the Internet?
My website is colleencoble.com, and I’m always on Facebook at colleencoblebooks.
Thank you for introducing us to your newest book. I can hardly wait to read it.
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