I wish I could say I was, in person! But having Beth with us on the blog will have to be the next best thing!
Beth and her husband, Rob.
Beth’s debut novel, Wish You Were Here, is simply smashing! I devoured it in a few days, fell in love with the story, her characters and those lovely Llamas! If you haven’t read this book yet, put it on your summer reading list! I can’t wait for Beth’s next book, Catch A Falling Star, which will be out next year!
About Wish You Were Here
Allison Denman is supposed to get married in five days, but everything is all wrong. The huge wedding. The frothy dress. And the groom.
Still, kissing the groom’s brother in an unguarded moment is decidedly not the right thing to do. How could she have made such a mistake? It seems Allison’s life is nothing but mistakes at this point. And pulling a “Runaway Bride” complete with stealing, er, borrowing her best friend’s car doesn’t seem to solve her problems.
Can Allison find her way out of this mess? Maybe she just needs to stop orchestrating everything. Allison prefers being the one in control, and giving it up is not going to be easy. But to find her way again, she will have to believe that God has a plan for her and find the strength to let Him lead.
Seriously, this is a GREAT book! AND – Beth has graciously agreed to give away a copy of Wish You Were Here!!! Leave a comment to win!!
But, enough out of me, I’m handing things over to Beth!
Imagine All the People
When Cathy interviews authors, she likes to ask them who they are.
I am an author. So imagine Cathy and I sitting together having lunch (oh, please, let me be in Bermuda visiting Cathy!) and she asks me, “So, Beth, who are you?”
My answer would be:
I am a peculiar woman.
And, yes, now I am going to spend the rest of the time convincing you of that fact. If that’s not peculiar enough to begin with …
My husband Rob and I live in Colorado and we enjoy going for long walks. While we’re walking, we often talk – about our days, about life in general. Sounds normal, I know. But after my husband talks about his work day, I talk about mine. Which means I spend an inordinate amount of time obsessing about imaginary people.
ME: Why won’t Asa tell Reilly he loves her? I mean, come on! What’s it gonna take for the guy to speak up?
ROB: Remember, yesterday you said he was afraid –
ME: And why is she even dating Morrison? His name sounds like that cat on the TV commercial—
ROB: You mean Morris, in the classic 9Lives commercial?
ME: Yeah. He needs a name change. Marc? Blake? Drew …?”
Yes, I have patient husband. Especially when you realize we walk in the morning before he leaves for work and then we walk again in the evening. Which means the poor guy gets to hear the “what I need my characters to do” grumbling in the A.M. and the “what they did or didn’t do” muttering in the evening.
And remember: I’m angsting over pretend people.
Rob and I walk. I talk. Rob listens – and, yes, occasionally he mentions the real people in our lives. Family. Friends. It may take me a moment to shift from make believe to reality, but eventually I re-engage. Most of the time.
The good thing is, my husband loves me – peculiarities and all. All he asks is a little heads up when I’m switching from real life to imaginary people.
Do you consider writers peculiar people? (If you are a writer and you’re reading this, go ahead and admit it – and then share your own writer idiosyncrasy!)
Beth K. Vogt is a non-fiction author and editor who said she’d never write fiction. She’s the wife of an Air Force family physician (now in solo practice) who said she’d never marry a doctor—or anyone in the military. She’s a mom of four who said she’d never have kids. She’s discovered that God’s best often waits behind the doors marked “Never.” Her inspirational contemporary romance novel,Wish You Were Here, debuted May 2012 (Howard Books.) Her second novel, Catch a Falling Star, releases May 2013. Beth is an established magazine writer and former editor of Connections, the leadership magazine for MOPS International. Visit with Beth at her website bethvogt.com.