Watch Out: Author Janice Seagraves


WATCH OUT: Janice Seagraves


SC: I want to welcome you all to another edition of Watch Out. This week I’m pleased to bring you author Janice Seagraves. Welcome to Watch Out, it is so great to have you here.

Janice: Thank you so much for having me.

SC: For the readers out there who might not know about you or your work, can you please tell them a little about yourself.

Janice: I’d be pleased to. My name is Janice Seagraves. I’m a romance writer of various genres. My first book is an erotic contemporary romance novel, called Windswept Shores.

Bio: Janice Seagraves grew up in a small California town. Her home is a hundred year old haunted house (I’m not kidding), where she lives with her husband and daughter, four overly affectionate cats (we recently got more cats), and a pet pigeon that is in love with her husband (also not kidding).

The writing bug hit her late at around twenty. Her art always drew her away from the characters in her head, but after being diagnosed with tendonitis she found doing artwork painful. But she could still type, and at last she turned her full attention to writing.

SC:  I read in your bio your house is haunted. What is the weirdest thing that has happened to you?

Janice: A lot of people seem interested in our haunted house. *grin*

Some of the things that have happened: I’ve been woken up by the sounds of a little girl singing, or smelling brownies being baked. And we live two miles out of town, so it couldn’t have been the neighbours.

I’ve washed my hands in the bathroom and heard a child crying, which is something I’ve heard over the course of twenty years living here so it couldn’t be the same child. I also have seen a green orb in the bathroom and followed it until it set down on my daughter’s bed and disappeared.

I also have a ghost photo of a white thing that went into my husband’s mouth, and then in the next photo my husband has a frightened expressed on his face.

When I took the two photos at Thanksgiving time, I didn’t see anything. But I did see my husband’s expression change and asked him what was wrong. He said he didn’t know.

It wasn’t until we got the photo back from getting them developed that we could see that white thing. Talk about a shock!

SC: Ok that is creepy…I think I would be moving out the moment I found out about the house…

SC: Can you tell us a little about your current release?


Janice: I’d love to. Windswept Shores Blurb: The sole survivor of a plane crash, Megan is alone on a deserted island in the Bahamas until she finds a nearly-drowned man washed up on shore. Another survivor, this time from a boat wreck. With only meager survival skills between them, will they survive and can they find love?

My hero, Seth, is an Australian and the heroine, Megan, is from California.  At first I had problems with Seth’s accent and slang, but when I finally got the hang of it, Seth’s personality—popped—into existence. Megan didn’t know what he’d say next, and to tell you the truth neither did I.

It’s not a comedy, but there are some funny moments and some misunderstandings because of Seth’s slang. There’s also some suspense, because of the wild boars that chase them around, and then later when they run into some nasty modern day pirates.

SC: Which do you prefer eBooks or paperback?

Janice: I like books. I’m actually a hardback snob. I like the feel of books in my hands. I’m not sure if it’s the unique scent of the glue they use for the binding, or the musty odour that old books get, but it puts me in the right mood to read.

I have an ereader but don’t use it much. I can easily slip it into my purse which is nice for whiling away the time as I wait for an appointment, but some times in the middle of a good read—the darn thing will tell me my battery is low. A paperback or hardback book will never do that.

However, after saying all that, I honestly believe that ebooks are the future of publishing.

SC: What influences the topics, and genre’s that you pick to write a story in?

Janice: When I was little, I saw Swiss Family Robinson. Since my father would take us camping every summer and greatly enjoyed fishing, the story seemed to resonate with me. I also watched Gilligan’s Island daily growing up, and read Robinson Crusoe in Jr. High. Much later when I was grown, my family and I got addicted to the reality, Survivor. I also watched the movie Castaway with Tom Hanks and then the series Lost, but got lost as the story went on and on and on.

I have always been intrigued by people living by their wits in order to survive.

I also thought it would make a great romance.

SC: One thing readers might be surprised to know about you?

Janice: I’m not a natural redhead.

SC: What is the biggest misconception you think people have about erotic authors?

Janice: It hasn’t happened to me yet, but I’ve often heard writers complain that people seem to think they have the wild sex they write about.  This is awful, because we write fiction. That means we make it up.

SC: Your favourite part about being an author?

Janice: Opening a new file on my laptop and looking at that blank page. It’s so pristine and white, just waiting for me to start something new. I love it!

SC: What are you currently reading?

Janice: This is going to sounds odd, but I just finished reading Windswept Shores: The Journey Home. I have the MS finished and I signed up for editpalooza at Savvy Author to help polish it. One of the assignments is to read your manuscript like a reader.

SC: Currently listening to?

Janice: The fan blowing. I don’t often listen to music. It’s too distracting.

SC: Describe your books in 3 words.

Janice: Honest. Direct. Sensual.

SC: If you could step into the shoes of another author who would you pick? Why?

Janice: Anne McCaffrey. I want to be her when I grow up.

SC: What do you think sets your stories apart from other authors?

Janice: The simple and direct way I tell my stories.

SC: Is there anything you’re currently working on that you can give us a taste of?

Janice: I can give you the Blurb to Windswept Shores two: The Journey Home:


Megan and Seth finally make it off the island where they’ve been marooned for nearly a year. But civilization seems determined to separate them. Seth is arrested for the murder of his boss, and then Megan is ordered home to her philandering husband who somehow managed to survive the plane crash. Will the lovers ever see each other again, or will they be fated to live forever apart?

SC: What is the best advice you ever got with regards to writing?

Janice: Two things: Never give up and develop a hard shell.

I’m stubborn so the first one is easy, but I’m still working on the second part.

SC: What is one pet peeve you have when it comes to publishing?

Janice: The fickleness of the industry. It’s vampires’ one day and steam punk the next.

I say write what speaks to you, before you go looking for a publisher. Who knows, you might start the next trend.

SC: Any advice for new writers out there?

Janice: Keep trying. Don’t give up. Never surrender. And keep working on the craft of writing.

I take workshops all the time. Writing is like anything else, and you need to hone the craft.

SC: Where can readers find out more about you and your work?

Janice’s main blog:

Janice’s website:

Janice’s facebook:

Windswept Shores available at Pink Petal books:

Windswept Shores by Janice Seagraves Cover Contest Winner

Erotic contemporary romance novel (approx 50K) price $4.95

Cover Art by Pink Petal Books with assistance from Winterheart Design


The sole survivor of a plane crash, Megan is alone on a deserted island in the Bahamas until she finds a nearly-drowned man washed up on shore. Another survivor, this time from a boat wreck. With only meager survival skills between them, will they survive and can they find love?


Breathing hard, she flicked a glance at the teal-colored sea. She’d thought a vacation to the Bahamas would be the perfect getaway, would be a solution to the problems she and Jonathan had faced. She’d been wrong—dead wrong. Tears of grief filled her eyes. The never-ending crash of the waves on the beach and the cries of the seagulls seemed to mock her with the reminder she was utterly alone.

She’d felt like a tiny speck of sand last night when a violent storm had swept across the island. It had made a mess of her meager campsite, which had taken all morning to fix, and had demolished her seaweed SOS sign. She’ll have to recreate her SOS. Sighing, Megan trudged toward a pile of kelp. As she got closer, she saw a figure wearing blue jeans and a t-shirt. Her stomach lurched.

Oh, God, it’s another body washed up from the plane wreck. That would be number twelve. As always, she couldn’t help but wonder if the next one would be Jonathan. He hadn’t been wearing jeans on the plane, so she knew she’d been spared seeing his corpse this time. Thank God. She approached the body with dread. Tightening her resolve, she knelt. Suddenly the “dead body” coughed and rolled over. With a scream, Megan jumped back. She clutched her chest and pressed a shaking hand to her mouth.

He’s alive!

Biting her lip, she stared down at the still-breathing man. His drenched t-shirt molded against his broad shoulders and well developed upper body. Short, golden brown hair stuck out in all directions.

Megan, get control of yourself. Don’t wet your pants the first time you finally see a living person. She got on her knees, plucked the seaweed from him and wiped the sand from his face. His day-old whiskers scratched her palm. Reddened skin stretched across both cheekbones and over the bridge of his nose. Her thumb caressed his parched full bottom lip.

She patted the side of his face. “Hey, are you okay?” That’s a dumb question. He isn’t okay.

“Hmm?” Gray eyes fluttered open. He stared at her a long moment, frowning slightly. “G’day.”

“Hello there.” She hated the sound of her voice. It sounded rusty, unused.

Abruptly he rolled away from her to heave onto the sand, making a loud, ugly retching noise.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then looked at her. “Sorry, mate, I swallowed too much sea.” His gaze went over her shoulder in the direction of the bonfire which crackled and popped not far from them. “Mite big for a barbie.”

Sitting back on her heels with her hands folded in her lap, Megan followed his gaze, then back to him. “My signal fire.”

“Signal for what?”


His accent intrigued her. Was he English or Australian?

“G’darn,” he looked around, “where the bloody hell am I?”

“Don’t know. There’s no one here to ask.” Megan shrugged helplessly, but couldn’t contain her curiosity. “Are you from England?”

“Naw,” he rubbed his eyes, “I hail from Sydney, but my port of call these days is Fort Lauderdale.” He blinked up at her. “You?”

Ah, he’s an Aussie. “I’m Megan Lorry, from Anaheim, California,” she said, barely loud enough to be heard above the sounds of the surf and the roar from the fire. “Are you a survivor of Air Bahamas flight 227, too?”


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Comments (13)

Janice SeagravesDecember 27th, 2011 at 3:28 pm

Thank you Savvanah, for having me on your blog today. It was fun. 🙂


Savannah ChaseDecember 27th, 2011 at 3:29 pm

Janice the pleasure is all mine..You are such a wonderful author….


Elaine CantrellDecember 27th, 2011 at 4:34 pm

Hi, Janice and Savannah. The interview is great, and I liked your excerpt. My sister’s house is haunted too. She says one ghost is nice and the other isn’t. I haven’t been to visit her since the trouble started, but when I go, I think I’ll wear a cross! Oh, and she smells flowers, not brownies.


Janice SeagravesDecember 27th, 2011 at 7:18 pm

Thank you so much for the compliment, Savannah. I love your writing too. 🙂

Hi Elaine,

Thank you.

Really, flowers? That’s interesting. Sometimes I hear about a bad smell being in a haunted house, but that hasn’t been my experience. We do have a nice woman ghost who I think is the one who makes the brownie smell.

And a cross may help.



Paty JagerDecember 27th, 2011 at 9:40 pm

Nice post. I don’t think I could live in a haunted house. I get sacred too easily.
Your books sound intriguing.


Janice SeagravesDecember 28th, 2011 at 1:31 am

Hi Paty,

Thank you. Well, I grew up in a neighborhood where someone was killed in the house on the corner, and gave the area a spooky vibe, so you could say I used to it.



M. S. SpencerDecember 28th, 2011 at 10:18 am

I love your comment about the fan blowing! I can’t listen to music when I write either, but I do get up and turn the faucet on now & then to hear water falling. And I have 2 bells on the cat. As to e-readers–heard ebook sales increased 200% this year. I went to ebooks because young people are more used to reading on screens that on paper. Seems to be coming true. Your book sounds wonderful! Meredith


Shelley MunroDecember 28th, 2011 at 1:22 pm

It’s great to learn more about you, Janice 🙂 I’m not sure that I’d like to live in your house!


Kari ThomasDecember 28th, 2011 at 1:23 pm

Great Interview and loved the excerpt too! So fun to know Im not the only one living in a haunted house! I got a puppy for a Christmas present and she has already discovered the ghosties. Yesterday she was playing and barking in the hall —and there was nothing there. But she sure was being entertained! LOL!

Wishing you great Sales, Janice, and cant wait to read Megan and Seth’s happy ending!

hugs, Kari Thomas,


Janice SeagravesDecember 28th, 2011 at 4:04 pm

Hi M.S.,

It does help to have a little ambient noise as long as it doesn’t intrude on the voices in my head as I write. If you like the sound of water, then you probably enjoy the noise of rain or a water fall and you can find a CD that has those sounds.

Hi Shelley,

Thank you.

Oh, there’s a lot of people who wouldn’t, lol. Except for my daughter’s friends. They seem to like our old haunted house. But most of the time it’s quiet here. It’s only at odd moments that something unusual happens.



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Cassie ExlineJanuary 4th, 2012 at 12:41 pm

Sorry to be so late, but had to stop by and comment. Loved the interview, Savannah and Janice. And loved your book, Janice. Waiting for the sequel ahem….. 😉


Savannah ChaseJanuary 4th, 2012 at 1:26 pm

Cassie it is never too late..Thank you so much for still coming by..


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