by Rebecca Brooks I. love. writing. about. sex. I sometimes hear authors say they find sex scenes awkward to write. I get it. It’s hard to know what to get the characters to do. It can feel silly. And what if people I KNOW are going to read this?!? (True story: my dad reads everything… Read More
Rebecca Brooks lives in New York City in an apartment filled
with books. She received a PhD in English but decided it was
more fun to write books than write about them.
She has backpacked alone through India and Brazil, traveled
by cargo boat down the Amazon River, climbed Mt.
Kilimanjaro, explored ice caves in Peru, trekked to the
source of the Ganges, and sunbathed in Burma, but she always
likes coming home to a cold beer and her hot husband in the
She likes outdoorsy guys with both muscle and heart and
independent women ready to try something new.
by Rebecca Brooks I love sunflowers just as much as Mack does! They’re so cheerful, I can’t help but smile. I’m not from Oregon, my parents are both alive and well, and staying up late and talking to strangers are two of my least favorite things, which means I’d hate working at bar. But even… Read More
by Rebecca Brooks Mountains. Skiing. Hiking. Travel. I love to explore new places, whether it’s trekking in the Himalayas, the Andes, and the Alps or finding woodsy trails and small towns closer to home in New York. Is it any wonder the characters in my new Men of Gold Mountain series are always up for… Read More
by Rebecca Brooks I love taking characters out of their elements and throwing them into unfamiliar situations. It gives them the chance to experience something new and discover aspects of themselves they never knew existed. But then I inevitably wind up with a problem. If the hero and heroine have stepped out of their lives… Read More
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LET’S TALK ABOUT…FALL (ING INTO LOVE)
When I was strictly a reader, before I wrote my first novel, I can’t remember if my taste in books changed with the seasons. As summer leaves turned a burnished fall reddish orange, did I suddenly long for ghoulish ghost stories? Did my mind wander toward frosty mornings and wish for a cozy holiday romance… Read More