Showing posts with label Lenora Worth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lenora Worth. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Is it me or is it hot in here? Lenora Worth

I really do love summer. But after a month of one hundred degrees and holding, well, this is getting old. I got spoiled when my husband and I went on a roap trip all the way to New York City. The weather was lovely everywhere we stopped. Most days the temperature was in the eighties or nineties. I know come winter, I'll be shivering and complaining about the cold, but right now I'm enjoying my air conditioner. When it's this hot and dry, everything seems to wilt. Including my good manners.

But that brings me to the real subject of this post. I believe hot weather brings out the worst in people. Maybe that's why we set a lot of our suspense novels during the summer. It's hot, someone is trying to harm someone, someone's on the run, maybe without water, maybe walking across the desert, maybe stuck in a hot, sweltering building. Tempers flair and bad things happen. That is fodder for fiction writers. But ... it's horrible when we hear it on the news every night.

So, fellow suspense writers, do you believe summer makes people mean?

Let's discuss. I'll be back. I'm going to get some ice cream.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Tired, driven and happy--Lenora Worth :)

I'm just back from a long road trip to RWA in NY. My husband and I love these long trips. We meander and explore on the way to our main event (which usually is a conference for me!). Along the way, I take notes on places and sights, thinking I might use what I see in a book one day. I love to play the "what if" game while we're on the road.

We stayed in some strange hotels--which always makes me think of "The Shining". Not that they were big and spooky, but some had smelly hallways and lamps that seemed to have a mind of their own. Bathrooms are always interesting along the drive. I could write a book on the best and worst public bathrooms along our Interstate highways!

People are fun to watch, too. I eavesdrop on conversations in restaurants and hotel lobbies, hoping to get an idea or two. I'm alway more observant about these things than my adorable husband. I'll lean close and say "Did you notice that couple in the corner?" To which he will reply "Where?" He doesn't have a clue. But he is good with a GPS and a map!

New York, of course, was full of interesting characters. From the sidewalk vendors to the street preachers and the Nekked cowboy and girl!!!! strange characters seemed to roam in packs around Times Square. But I also saw good, sweet people who had the spirit of humanity in their smiles. People just trying to get by and make a living. My husband is good about conversing with people who help us. I listen and see the smiles on their faces even when they are tired and weary.

That's the beauty of a great road trip--people, places, times, views, weather, sights, sounds, smells, taste (the food is always a pleasure) and touch. It's what our stories are all about. There is danger and intrigue out there in the big old world. But there is also beauty and mystery.

I love being a writer!!!

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Does Motherhood lead to danger and suspense--Lenora Worth


All this week, the authors of Love Inspired are sharing about motherhood. You know--the joys, the thrills, the spills, the headache pills. And in my case today, the suspense of it all!

Being a mother can be suspenseful. When my daughter was young, we had to move across the country. I was driving the Chevy Blazer, loaded with plants, a turtle in a dishpan of water and my daughter. My husband was up ahead in a U-Haul truck. He told me (this was before cell phone days) that if I needed him to flash my head lights. We'd been an hour out, when I looked in the rear-view mirror and say a giant grasshopper hovering on a fern leaf right behind my head. Not just any grasshopper--but what we call a Georgia Thumper. Ugly and big. I didn't say anything to my daughter but I immediately starting flashing my light. My husband pulled over and came to the window. "What is it?" he said. We'd only been on the road about an hour. "There is a Georgia Thumper in here," I replied. "And I'm not driving across the country with him."

My husband managed to get the big ugly grasshopper out and sent him back toward the state line. My daughter told me, "Mom, bugs are our friends. I don't know why you're so scared." I didn't have the heart to tell her we'd probably brought along a few lizards in our fern, too. But much later as it got dark outside, her bravery seemed to end. She pushed down in her seat and finally said on a wail, "I want outta here."

So did her mother. I also remember one night when my son was young and a group of boys were sleeping over. But we had some weird neighbors like the ones on that movie "The Burbs." So we all lay down on our stomachs in the dark and stared out the bay window, watching a strange white van that kept creeping by the burb house down the street. In all the excitement, I felt a hand on my back very near my bottom. I said "Uh, whose hand is that?" One of the boys, thinking he was holding onto a buddy, said on a low whisper "Sorry, Miss Lenora."

Ah, the drama, the suspense of being a mother. You never know what's around the corner. Spilled milk or water balloon fights. Your son's friend swimming in suspenders and shorts or a group of boys driving up in a pick-up with their own version of a hot tub in the truck bed. Your shy well-behaved daughter getting into a cat fight behind the bleachers at a football game. Never a dull moment, being a mother. But you also get pretty hand-made cards that you keep forever and coffee mugs that make you smile. You get long phone calls where you put on your counselor hat and short phone conversations where you know you've overstepped your bounds.

Being a mother is the toughest job of all. It doesn't hurt to have a little covert training. Because we know that a mother will fight for her children to the finish. And then some. Happy Mother's Day. And if you want to read some other cute Mother's Day stories, you can follow Lyn Cote and others on e-harlequin at:
http://community.eharlequin.com/forums/love-inspired/humorous-family-stories-lyn-cote
or go to the Craftie Ladies of Love Inspired blog at: http://craftieladiesofromance.blogspot.com
We'll be posting around the Internet all week long! We'll be mothers forever!

Friday, February 18, 2011

New York Times Best Seller's Extended List...

I had something else to post about today but this is just way too cool not to share. Our very own Craftie Lady, Lenora Worth, has made the New York Times extended list! WHOOHOO, Lenora! I'm so proud of you. Body of Evidence is out this month, so make sure you pick up a copy.

Here is the link to the list... Best Sellers - The New York Times

Please leave a comment and cheer Lenora on and let her know how excited we are for her!! You go girl!

Many blessings, Lisa Mondello

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Good and evil and bullying--Lenora Worth

We are suspense writers. We write stories about bullying all the time. In our stories, we go after the bad guys with a determination rooted in doing the right thing. Our heroes and heroines fight the good fight on every page, and show a little grace in doing so. They have to make tough decisions. But in the end, the bad guys don't win and the good guys do ride off into the sunset. Our heroes and heroines fall in love and start a life together.

The real word isn't so wonderful, however. I don't get mean people. We've all seen them in action. They wait until they have a "gang" to back them up then they go for it--picking on someone else just because they think they can. Why? Most bullies need to make themselves feel better, but why does it have to be at the expensive of someone else.

This has become even worse, of course, with modern technology and instant messages sent out into the cyber world. Writers sometimes get bullied by bad reviews or hurtful comments regarding our stories. But we've all learned to have tough skin. We love writing our books more than we dread the opinions of others.

I'm thankful that I'm allowed to write my stories and share them with the world. It's a risk we all take as writers. We all have the gift of freedom of speech. But we can only hope that we use our words to lift up, not tear down. When we look at history, we can see there has always been good and evil in the world. We each have a choice in how we go about our lives. My imagination allows me to create stories that triumph over some of the bad things in this world. And I certainly hope that in real life, I'll consider the power of words each and every day.

How do you feel about bullying? What books have inspired you and helped you to understand this type of situation?

Monday, November 15, 2010

A Thanksgiving Tale of Terror -Barbara Phinney

Automatically, Pamela’s training from her time in the Rangers kicked in. She elbowed her assailant hard, and then as he bent over, she flipped him over. He let out a painful exhalation as he hit the ground.

She gasped. Cranton! She bent over him, and immediately he pulled her down onto him.

“Where did you learn to do that?”

Oops. She hadn’t wanted anyone to know that. She smiled weakly. “I, um, took a self-defense course.”

“Oh." He looked suspicious. "I wanted your help, not to be beaten up. Is that guy out there, still?”

She scrambled up and peered out the window. “Yes! Oh, no, he’s headed over here. I think he saw me.”

“Get back!”

She hurried back, expecting her handsome neighbor to be still prone. But he was standing, and grabbed her. Within seconds, they were in her front hall closet.

The closet door clicked shut the very same moment a harsh rapping started at the front door.

Pamela held her breath. She’d wanted to get close to this guy, but this wasn’t what she had in mind. They stood there, her nose bumping his chest, his breath fanning the top of her head, and all the time, waiting until finally, the footsteps stomping off the porch told them it was safe to leave the closet.

“Now, we need to get out of here,” Cranton said.

“I’ll say,” she whispered back. “I had no idea I had this many coats and shoes. I really need to go through my stuff.”

“Not today. Today, we need to leave town.”

“We? You gotta mouse in your pocket?”

He slowly opened the door. “That guy who wanted to turn me into Swiss cheese must have seen you watching from your window. That means you’ve become a target, too.”

“We’ll call the police.”

“Yes, we will, but right now, we need to get far away from here.” He turned and cupped her face. She nearly melted when she looked into those brown eyes.

“What’s going on here? How did you get into my house and why is someone after you?”

“I’ll explain everything. But first, is there any place that only you would know about, and can get into?”

Pamela bit her lip. The day she left the Rangers she went straight there. That whole awful first month that she’d needed to get herself together, was spent…spent there. It would be safe for Cranton. But would it be safe for her? For her sanity?

“There’s one place you can go to. But I don’t think I should go.”

“You’ll have to. Is it safe for you?”

“Physically, yes, but, Cranton-”

“We’ll deal with the other issues later. You have one minute to grab what you can. Hurry!” He pushed her gently toward the stairs and she bolted up them, only to return a moment later with her purse, her toothbrush and of all things, a box of tissues infused with Vicks Vaporub.

He looked at them, then at her. “They smell good,” she explained with a shrug. “And you never know when you’ll need a good box of tissues.”

Cranton rolled his eyes. “Let’s go.”

She gave him hasty directions as they drove out of Maple, punctuating them with questions, for which she got no answer. And yet, as crazy as the situation seemed, she knew one thing.

She trusted Cranton.

They made it up the coast, hours later and close to sunset, to her grandfather’s cottage. It overlooked an inlet near Blueberry Cove, not far from Bar Harbor.

“Whose place is this?” Cranton asked as they pulled into the deserted driveway.

“My grandfather’s. He died last year.” She looked across the car at him. “But I own it now. I just had it closed for the winter.”

He stared hard out the windshield. “So, who is that guy standing on the porch?”

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Assignment:Bodyguard Interview

Today we're welcoming Katherine Barton, the heroine of Assignment: Bodyguard, by Lenora Worth, August 2010.


Wow, you've just had quite an adventure.


1. Tell us a little about yourself and how you came to be in the midst of such suspense. I was a happily married woman(or so I thought) then my husband, a Texas State Senator, died in a helicopter crash. After his death, I started getting strange phone calls and noticed someone had been in my office. My father, a high up member of the secret security organization known as CHAIM, hired a bodyguard to keep me safe. I don’t need a bodyguard, but my father can be pretty demanding at times.

2. So, during the book you met Shane Warwick. Tell us a bit about him. What was your first impression? When did you know it was love? Shane Warwick is British with a bit of Texas thrown in. His mother is British but his father was all Texan. My first impression of Shane was that he was handsome and such a gentleman, but I saw a spark of danger in his eyes. He’ll fight dirty if he has to. And I’m afraid he’ll willing fight for me, no matter what. My love for Shane grew with each passing moment. I felt safe with Shane. And he treated me like a lady, something even my deceased husband forgot to do at times.

3. What strengths/skills do you have? What is your greatest weakness? My strength lies in my need to help those who can’t help themselves. I’m the head of a charitable organization that goes all over the world to rebuild neighborhoods, build schools and offer medical supplies to those in need. My weakness—I don’t like feeling weak and I sure don’t like asking for help.

4. What scares you? Things I can’t control. And my feelings for Shane scare me because I can’t control the way he makes me feel.
5. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? I’d learn to listen to the people who want to help me.
6. Where are you in your faith at the start of your story?
I have a very strong faith. I needed it to get through my husband’s betrayal and death.
7. Where are you in your faith at the end of the story? Solid. Shane taught me that I can believe in him and I already knew I could trust in the Lord.

8. You've got a scripture at the beginning of the story. Tell us why this scripture is significant. “But they lie in wait for their own blood; they lurk secretly for their own lives. So are the ways of everyone who is greedy for gain; it takes away the life of its owners.” Proverbs 1:18 V 19.
This verse sums up all that happens to me in this story. Those around me, the people I trusted the most, betrayed me in the worse way—for their own gain. It took away their souls, but I didn’t let it rob me of mine.

9. If you could be a dessert what would you be and why?
Ice cream. Because sometimes I’m cold, but I can turn all mushy inside if I find a bit of warmth. Shane gave me that warmth. Now I’m ice cream with whipped cream on top.

Thank you Lenora for sharing Katherine with us today. This sounds like an exciting read!

Saturday, August 21, 2010

FEATURED BOOK: ASSIGNMENT BODYGUARD BY LENORA WORTH

Her father will accept only the best for Kit Atkins's protection. So when Kit is threatened, he calls on Shane Warwick, a CHAIM agent. Shane is calm, capable, protective—and way too charming for Kit's peace of mind. Yet despite her protests, Shane refuses to leave her side. As they hide out at a remote Texas ranch, a powerful bond grows between them, even as danger rises. Connections to the mysterious death of Kit's late husband reveal old betrayals. Suddenly, Kit's assigned bodyguard is the only person she can trust.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Risky Reunion Interview

Today we're welcoming Jackson McGraw, the hero of Risky Reunion—book five in the Protecting the Witness LIS continuity.

Wow, you've just had quite an adventure.


1. Tell us a little about yourself and how you came to be in the midst of such suspense. I’m an FBI agent—Special Agent In Charge—in the Chicago Bureau. I’ve been trying all my career to make up for one mistake I made as a rookie. I didn’t protect a woman wanted by the mob. A woman I had fallen in love with. Because of that, Eloise Hill and her baby were injured in an attempt on their lives. So Ellie left the Witness Protection program. And she left her baby with me, to protect the little girl.

2. So, during the book you met Eloise Hill). Tell us a bit about her. What was your first impression? When did you know it was love? I first met Eloise after she witnessed the murder of her boyfriend (and the father of her baby) over twenty years ago in Chicago. I was a rookie assigned to protect her from the powerful Martino crime family. My first impression of Eloise—she had this gentle way about her. Her faith was strong, even back then. She loved her baby girl so much. I think I fell for Eloise the moment I met her. This was both a blessing and a distraction. Ultimately, my being so involved caused her to almost get killed. She was so afraid, she left her baby with a note asking me to find the baby a good home. I did that, but over the years I worried about Eloise. And for good reason. The mob still wants her dead after all this time. And they’re hot on her trail. But then, so am I. I will protect her this time.

3. What strengths/skills do you have? What is your greatest weakness? My greatest weakness is my inability to let go. I’ve thought about Eloise for over twenty years. I never dreamed we’d come full circle. I tried to let go but … I love her. My skills—strengths? I’m good at my job. It’s my life. I don’t have a life. I’ve been dedicated to taking out the Martino family since the night Ellie walked out of my life. But now, I have another goal—I want to make a life with the woman I’ve always loved.

4. What scares you? Failure.
5. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? I need a stronger faith in God. I try to control things and sometimes you just have to go on a leap of faith. Ellie is teaching me how to do that, I think.
6. Where are you in your faith at the start of your story? My faith has always been shaky. I believe in God but I don’t always turn to him. From my office in Chicago, I can see a church steeple. I stare at that steeple and think things through. Maybe that’s my way of praying. I don’t know.

7. Where are you in your faith at the end of the story? At the end of the story, I am strong in my faith, thanks to Ellie and thanks to God’s grace. I am blessed because I now have my faith and the woman I love.

8. You've got a scripture at the beginning of the story. Tell us why this scripture is significant. “He reveals the deep things of darkness and brings deep shadows into the light.” Job 12:22. This verse shows that God is all knowing and all seeing. He reveals the evil in the world (and that’s where I come in) but he also reveals those dark places inside our souls and brings them into the light. This is what happens to me after finding Eloise again.

9. If you could be a dessert what would you be and why? A donut—because with donuts, people love all of it. Even the missing hole in the center. God loves us that way and replaces the donut hole with hope.


Thank you Lenora for sharing Jackson with us today. What great hero! And I can't wait to read the story.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Code of Honor Interview

Today we're welcoming Brice Whelan, the heroine of Code of Honor, Love Inspired Suspense, April 2009 Lenora Worth. Wow, you've just had quite an adventure.


1. Tell us a little about yourself and how you came to be in the midst of such suspense.
I grew up in Ireland but after my father died my American mother wanted to move back to her home town of Atlanta, Georgia. I started college in Georgia and met Selena Carter there and fell for her instantly. I never told her this, however. But my poet’s heart pined for her. I probably would have told her, but after meeting her father who was a member of the elite Christian organization called CHAIM, I decided to join that organization. And Selena wanted nothing to do with anyone who became a CHAIM agent. She knew the sacrifices her father and mother had to make when she was growing up. The work is dangerous and secretive, but I knew I wanted to be a part of the special team that helps Christians in trouble the world over. And that is what brought me to Northern Argentina to rescue Selena before a gang of rebels would come back and find her as the lone survivor of her village.

2. So, during the book you were reunited with Selena Carter). Tell us a bit about her. What was your first impression? When did you know it was love?
As I said, I fell for Selena the first day we met in college. We got into an argument about politics and I was hooked. She was fiery and determined and she truly had a missionary’s heart. She wanted to serve God, even back then. I’m a man of faith, but Selena has the kind of faith that can move mountains. And get a person in serious trouble at times.

3. What strengths/skills do you have? What is your greatest weakness? My skills include mostly physical stuff. I had to train in a kind of special ops mode after joining CHAIM. That’s because we’re sent into very dangerous situations so we have to know how to handle any obstacles. My weakness-handling Selena Carter. She did not want to leave Argentina. She was a missionary nurse down there. And she felt guilty for being the only survivor of that horrible attack. But her father and I think she’s still in danger. Selena is definitely my weakness and my Irish heart tells me that is going to get both of us in trouble.

4. What scares you? Failure.

5. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
I’d try to less controlling. With Selena, I sometimes treat her in a condescending way only because I want to protect her. I have to remind myself she’s very capable of taking care of herself. I need to learn how to appreciate that more and I guess I need to back off from “coddling” her as my dear old papa would say.

6. Where are you in your faith at the start of your story?
I’ve always had a strong faith and the poet in me loves reading the Bible as a source of inspiration. I have a strong feeling I will need to turn to God in order to do my job and save Selena.

7. Where are you in your faith at the end of the story?
At the end of the story, I’ve lost a bit of my faith because Selena has been keeping secrets from me. And that hurts. But God will provide. I just have to pray my way through this and learn and grow and I have to learn to trust Selena again.

8. You've got a scripture at the beginning of the story. Tell us why this scripture is significant. “He who follows righteousness and mercy finds life, righteousness and honor.” Proverbs 21:21
I love Proverbs, and I especially believe in this verse because in CHAIM (which means “life” in Hebrew and in this case stands for Christians for Amnesty, Intervention and Ministry) we learn that we shall honor God above all else. We have a certain code of honor and that is to help and protect all Christians the world over. Even the stubborn ones like my dear Selena.

9. If you could be a dessert what would you be and why? Probably Apple Pie. My mum taught me to love this very American dish. It’s sweet but strong and tart, too. I’d like to believe I’m those things. Selena, however, probably wouldn’t agree with that.

Thank you Lenora for sharing Brice with us. Can't wait to see how the Irishman and his lady get their happy ever after. Sounds like an exciting read!