Today Author Cindy Jacks has stopped by to talk about her new book called All The Good Men. Thank you so much for being here Cindy!!
Often the inspiration for my novels starts in the back of my mind with the birth of a character. All the Good Men is no exception. I was kneading bread dough when Dahlia Foster whispered to me. The premise of the book further developed while I was working on another story. The phrase, “All the good men are either married or gay,” came up in a dialogue scene and set my brain to ticking.
Dahlia’s homebody, duty-to-family-above-all-else character lent herself perfectly to the idea of a woman on the verge of forty who’s been out of the dating game for quite a while. Leave it to her sisters and best friend to muscle her back into the fray. Luckily, I had the perfect person in my life after which to model Dahlia. My real-life best friend, Eva, is the most selfless and strongest person I know. She’s also very kind and sweet with an impeccable sense of humor. Borrowing Eva’s attributes laid the perfect foundation for Dahlia. Then, as the hero, Jackson Carmichael developed, I used my actual firefighter boyfriend to create Jackson’s charming, masculine, and playful character.
From there, the characters took on a life of their own. Dahlia’s family issues and past heartbreak are creations of my imagination. Jackson’s youth as an only child and inner demons that shaped him as a man are also products of my creativity. Nonetheless, I feel blessed to have such inspiring and generous folks who don’t mind if I appropriate their life experience to enrich my novels. I hope my readers also enjoy the depth these two strong lead characters give to All the Good Men.
Prior to becoming a writer of romantic and erotic fiction, Cindy was a ‘jacks’ of all trades. Besides obtaining a BFA in sculpture, interning as a pastry-chef, and learning the art of furniture restoration, she worked for ten years in the corporate arena, but now happily spends her days as a full time author. Her first published work–“The Point of Distraction Series”–was inspired by a collection of short stories she wrote to entertain her best friend. Since then she’s explored her inner bad girl and penchant for love stories by producing books full of humor and packed with real emotion. When not chained to her laptop, she enjoys belly dancing, international cooking, and making jewelry. She and her family call the Washington, DC area home.
Book Title: All the Good Men
Tagline: Good things come in forty-something firefighter packages…
Dahlia is sure the hackneyed platitude is true: After a certain age, all the good men are married or gay. She feels her thirty-eight years put her well past that ‘certain age.’ Her best friend and her sisters dare her to put her fate where her mouth is. The terms of the challenge? During the month of October, she has to end her five-year-long man fast and go on dates with men of their choosing. Oh, and she also has to go out with anyone else who asks.
As the date disasters pile up, the vindication almost makes the torturous evenings bearable for Dahlia. But a handsome new neighbor, Jackson Carmichael, moves in, changing the rules of the game. Retired after twenty-six years as a pro firefighter in Boston, he volunteers with the local fire department, coaches a youth hockey team, and appears for all the world to be the perfect man. He just might throw a wrench into Dahlia’s plan to die lonely and single…that is if she doesn’t scare him away first.
Check it out below…
Excerpt 1 (PG rated)
Skipper’s, McGrady’s, the Dew Drop Inn. Dahlia didn’t find her father at any of his regular hangouts. As a last ditch effort, she drove home, hoping to find him there. No such luck.
She called Beck. “Hi, it’s Dahlia. I haven’t found him, but if for some reason he turns up at the VFW, please give me a call.”
“Will do, ma’am. Again, I can’t tell you how sorry I am he got away from me.”
“No, no. It’s not your fault. I felt like I should’ve stayed home with him, but with all the orders at work—” The doorbell interrupted her thoughts. “Beck, there’s someone here. I’ll call you back.”
As she clamped the cell phone shut its hinge snarled in a lock of hair. Dahli tugged at the accursed thing as she trotted to the front door. When she opened it, Dahlia abandoned her efforts to disentangle the phone. There stood her father, soaking wet, draped against the shoulder of a man she’d never seen before.
“Hi.” The stranger flashed an apologetic smile. “Does he belong to you? I feel like I’ve seen him pruning the hedges out front.”
She squeezed her eyes shut. Perhaps if she blocked out the image of her piss-drunk father long enough, he might disappear. Opening one eye she found she’d had no such luck.
“Yes, I’m so sorry. Where did he wind up, Mr…?”
“Carmichael. Jackson Carmichael. I found him floating in my koi pond.”
“Oh, good Lord. I’m really sorry. We’ll pay for any damages.” Dahlia reached for her dad, but Jackson scooped up the old man using a fireman’s carry.
“Not to worry. I’m just glad I found him when I did. Is it okay to set him on the couch?”
“Please. I’ll get some towels.” She hurried from the room if only to hide her flaming embarrassment. Upon return, she made a vain attempt to blot up the water that pooled around the passed out lump she usually called Dad.
“Thank you, Mr. Carmichael. I can’t apologize enough. Daddy’s a bit of a handful.”
“No apology necessary, but may I…?” He reached out a hand.
“Of course.” Dahli thrust a dry towel at him.
“No, no. I meant—” Jackson made a gentle twist and tug that freed the forgotten cell phone from her hair. “There you go.”