Welcome, Eva, thank you so much for stopping by.
Where did the inspiration for T’was The Night Before Christmas come from and why a Christmas story?
I really hadn’t given any thought to a Christmas story until my editor at Musa Publishing, Jeanne De Vita, suggested I write a short story. I’ve always loved ugly duckling stories and I guess this is one. Girl blossoms from geek to gorgeous to win the heart of the hero. Can’t resist ‘em. The story is available from Musa Publishing http://musapublishing.com
How did you come up with your characters? Did you draw inspiration from a real people or are they totally fictitious, or a bit of both?
Definitely inspired by real people. I have a girlfriend who is an IT programmer and I’d seen a YouTube clip of Dita Von Teese. Check her out here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sdIp-c0ExO0
(Have to ask...did you tell your girlfriend she had been immortalised?)
I began to wonder what if a smart sassy career girl had a secret life?
What or who are you hoping to find in your Christmas stocking?
My husband! And a new back deck (but that might not fit in a stocking).
How do you and your family spend Christmas?
There is a bunch of us so it usually involves a bit of travel. This year it’s our turn to stay home and folk will come to us. Yay!
What’s happening after Christmas? Anything you would like to share?
My first novel is coming out in January and I can’t wait. Musa Publishing is releasing Reluctant Wedding Planner on the 18th of January 2013.
And a few fun questions for you…
Favourite Christmas Menu?
Sicilian rolled lamb - stuffed with pistachio, oranges and liqueur. Heaven!
Favourite Christmas tradition?
Opening our presents all together as a family. I love watching people’s faces as their gifts are revealed.
If you could spend Christmas wherever you liked where would it be and why?
Tough question. I must say some of the best Christmases I’ve ever had have been ‘orphan’ Christmases in far flung places like London or Papua New Guinea. Just a bunch of friends far from loved ones, which just goes to show it’s not about where you are for Christmas but who you celebrate it with.
Thank you for visiting, Eva, I hope Santa brings you and your family everything you dream of and that 'Twas the Night Before Christmas makes it into everyones' stocking!
T'WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS by EVA SCOTT
During her Christmas Eve performance, part time Burlesque dancer Miss Ginger Snap looks out into the crowd to see her first and only love, Clay Roberts. The man who broke her heart and betrayed her. The man who caused her to flee her home town to Sydney and never look back. Desperate to avoid him, she makes a mad dash for the last train back to her home town in time for Christmas.
For Clay time stands still as he recognises the dancer. He’s certain it’s Jessica King. She ran out on him at their high school graduation and he’s been searching for her ever since. After missing her train, Clay convinces Jessica to travel home with him.
Can Clay convince his one true love to give him the opportunity to atone and a second chance? Can Jess risk being hurt again by the man she loved?
Miss Ginger Snap presented a vision of retro loveliness. Her auburn hair swept down over one eye in a seductive wave like a fifties Hollywood starlet. He froze, every inch of his body on alert as she sashayed across the stage. Her figure reminded him of the shape of a flamenco guitar, with her long legs and luscious hips, all curves a man just itched to get his hands on.
He watched, spellbound, as she let her evening gown slip from her shoulders, spinning around to slowly release the zipper at the back. She shot the audience a saucy wink and, with a wiggle perfectly timed to the music, allowed the dress to fall to the floor.
Stepping daintily out of it to reveal nothing more than a merry widow corset and a suspender belt, she sent Clay’s pulse through the roof. His empty glass slipped through his fingers unnoticed to bang down hard on the table. Something about this girl rang a bell deep within his memory; something about the way she moved seemed so familiar to him. He racked his brain but he couldn’t put a finger on it, not with the rest of his body busy staging a revolt.
Slowly she unfastened one stocking and peeled it off, spun it around and threw it into the audience, followed by the other, turning to reveal a pert bottom encased in deliciously frilly knickers. His body leapt in response. His imagination worked overtime imagining what delights lay beneath her scanty lingerie.
Obliging his unspoken wishes, she unclasped her corset to reveal her toned stomach, inspiring a vision of him kissing every inch of her soft velvety skin, his lips exploring her secret places. He groaned involuntarily as she threw the corset away with an impossibly elegant flick of her wrist, performing a little shimmy in her bra and knickers, and blowing the audience a kiss. Clay stood as still as stone for fear someone might notice his burgeoning reaction to the vision on stage.
His heart threatened to stop when she removed her bra only to reveal a little sparkly bandeau beneath, just barely preserving her modesty. As she danced around the enormous candy cane prop in the middle of the stage she shimmied and wiggled out of her frilly knickers, exposing the smallest sparkly g-string he’d ever seen. She took his breath away. He hadn’t felt this overheated since high school! And then, right at that moment, she looked directly at him and winked. The blood rushed from his face to pool in his feet, the erection he’d been hiding disappeared in an instant. He did know Miss Ginger Snap. How could he have missed the obvious? It was Jessica! His Jessica.
Check out the gorgeous Miss Ginger Snap here!