Hello, Nicole. Welcome to The Creatively Green Write at Home Mom. Please tell us a little about your latest or upcoming
release.
The Divine Hotel is a novel of Time Travel fiction, focused on a very
specific point in history when a religious and civil rights movement was based
in a very beautiful, almost mythical hotel in Philadelphia. This story has all
the elements of my favorite books, mystery, romance, adventure, time travel and
a dash of humor.
If you are a parent do you find it hard to juggle
writing and parenting? Any tips for time management or sneaking in writing
time?
I am a mother of two. I wish I had a great tip that
would really help all of the busy mothers everywhere, but I only found one
thing which really helped my productivity, coffee. Loads and loads of coffee. I
write by night and chug by day to stay awake. If you’re not a coffee drinker
you’re going to need the help of a deity. I started writing novels when my
daughter was two and my son was still just a bun in the oven. I hit a creative
streak just after my son was born and went a little crazy with writing. The
writing cycle was feed baby, type, feed baby, type some more, change a diaper.
I wrote three novels and two short stories in the last three years, on top of
hundreds of news articles and Starter Mom columns. Juggling parenting and
writing is no small feat.
Have you ever based your book or characters on actual
events or people from your own life?
The newest book The Divine Hotel is
inspired by my time in Philadelphia as a social worker. There is a beautiful
hotel in the city, which was completely boarded up and abandoned. My generation
doesn’t know much about the hotel, but when I started searching the internet I
learned that it had an amazing history, it was the base of a religious movement
led by the charismatic Father Divine. It was almost the subject of a takeover
by Jim Jones of the Jonestown Cult otherwise known as the Guyana massacre.
Which romance book or series (or other genre, if you
don’t write romance) do you wish you had written?
Oh, I wish I had written
Outlander. Who doesn’t? Diana Gabaldon is amazing. I read that she had never
even set foot in Scotland when she wrote the books. Talk about an inspiration.
Of all the characters you’ve ever written, who is
your favorite and why?
In this series it has to be John, he’s such an enigma.
But I have to admit my Feisty Cajun Fanchon from my Saints Mystery Series is a
fun voice to write. I find I adopt a southern drawl while I’m writing a Saints
book.
If this book is part of a series…what is the next
book? Any details you can share?
This book is meant to be the first of a series,
which could go on forever. It’s time travel so everything changed can be
changed again, and probably will be.
What is next for you? Do you have any scheduled
upcoming releases or works in progress?
I have a children’s book which will
come out later this year called “There’s a Llama at my Window. In adult fiction
next move will be another Saints Mystery book. It has a title “Searching for
Saints” and will follow Fanchon on a new bayou adventure.
What is in your to read pile?
If I don’t Finish Orphan Train before my next book club I
think they are going to kick me out! I have a bad habit of reading half of a
book, then showing up for book club night just for free wine and cheese.
You can find Nicole’s latest book Divine
Hotel for sale on Amazon for an introductory $2.99 special. Her Saint’s
Mystery Series are also available on Amazon starting with To
Murder a Saint.
Divine Hotel
Divine Series
Book One
Nicole Loughan
Genre: Time Travel/ Mystery
Publisher: Can’t Put it Down Books
Date of Publication: 03/28/2016
ISBN: 978-0-9972024-1-0
ASIN: B019WVO0OE
Number of pages: 212
Word Count: 76,000
Cover Artist: Genevieve LaVO
Book Description:
Time is running out for Philadelphia’s Divine Hotel…One woman is tasked with saving two children who lived at the once majestic hotel but she soon learns that there is more to their history and the hotel than she ever thought possible. To save them she’s going to have to re-set the clock for everybody at the hotel and the only way to do that is to go all the way back to 1964. Righting the wrongs of the past will be no easy feat, because there are those willing to fight to keep their sins buried in history.
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Excerpt:
A long time ago,
before most people can remember, a palace stood over Philadelphia. It was a
place of refuge for the weak and weary of the city, a shining monument of
marble, oak and brass that towered over the metropolis.
Good and evil
were kept in balance there, until one day the scales tipped and evil won out.
As the years passed, the marble and brass were stolen, and the oak was stripped
of its shine. As the hotel fell into ruin, its inhabitants followed. All was
not lost, though, for there was one chance to save the hotel—and its
inhabitants—from this fate. Hidden not far away was an otherworldly gift meant
to right the wrongs of the past, if only the right person could find it.
2002
“You can’t catch
me,” the boy shouted as he flung open the doors to the dilapidated dining hall.
The room was lit by slivers of sun that peeked through the cracks in the high
ceiling, and sporadic beams of light that shone through hastily fastened boards
covering the room’s many broken windows.
All that was
left of the once great hall were water-stained plaster ornaments positioned
high up on the ceiling, far out of reach. Everything of value was gone. The
light fixtures, hardwood floors, door knobs, and every last bit of shined
marble and brass had been stripped away. The floors were an uneven terrain of
warped wood and broken boards. The edges of the room were a tapestry of trash,
but the center of the great space, which had once housed long oak dining
tables, was completely bare.
The girl in
pursuit walked gingerly over the broken boards. She kept her eyes on the ground
and squinted to keep the dust floating through the air out of her eyes.
“Slow down,
Darrius!” she shouted.
She paused in
front of a hole in the floor, which blocked her passage into the great room.
She stared down and saw only darkness, which could mean the hole opened only
down to the next floor, or could possibly reach as far down as all ten floors.
“Come on,
Carol,” he shouted. “You aren’t gonna fall going over that tiny hole.”
She watched him
move with feline grace over the broken boards and gathered her courage. She
involuntarily held her breath, took two steps back, and focused her eyes on a
point just past the opening.
She ran as fast
as her legs would carry her toward the gap. She pushed off and wobbled as a
loose board slid away from her. She fell awkwardly forward and threw her arms
out to catch herself. She scratched her palms reaching out for the ledge and
only managed a precarious hold. If she’d weighed just a bit more she might have
fallen in.
Darrius raced to
her. The strain of holding on was too much for her, one by one her fingers were
slipping, the pinkies first, then the ring fingers, and then all at once the
rest gave way and she fell. Darrius grasped her wrist just before she slipped
out of sight. He grunted as he pulled her up and out of the hole. As soon as he
had her over the edge he fell backwards and she landed beside him with a thud.
Carol lay back
and caught her breath as Darrius joked, “I could’ve made that jump with you on
my back, you chicken.”
She stared up at
the ceiling and pointed at a plaster fruit basket. “Darrius, look, the ceiling.
It’s changed again.”
He looked up and
said, “I don’t see anything different. You always think that ceiling looks
different. Who do you think would get all the way up there and fix the
ceiling?”
“It does
change,” she exclaimed. “It always looks like it’s about to fall apart, then
it’s patched back up. Yesterday that fruit basket was just a hole in the
ceiling.”
He laughed so
hard the ground shook beneath him. When he stopped he realized the floor was
shaking without any work from him, and he bolted upright.
“What is that?”
Carol demanded, as she jumped up and looked down at the floor.
“It’s somebody
pounding,” Darrius yelled as he, too, jumped up to his feet.
More knocks rang
out around the hall, shaking up dust, which floated freely through the room.
Suddenly a shout could be heard below their feet. “Keep it down,” followed by a
more distant yell, “Shut up.”
When the
pounding ceased they could hear the wail of sirens outside. Darrius jumped up
and ran to peek through the boards.
“What?” Carol
asked.
“It’s the cops.”
“What do we do?”
“We run.”
About the Author:
You may know Nicole as the syndicated humor columnist, “The Starter Mom,” or from her Best-Selling Saints Mystery Novels. Because of the series’ popularity, Amazon chose it for their Stipend Program to be turned into an audiobook at their expense.
An award-winning journalist and author, she was recognized by Writer's Digest as a top fiction writer in 2015 and won honorable mention in genre fiction from the Writer's Digest annual self-publishing competition for her Saints Mystery Series.
Nicole writes for two daily newspapers in the greater Philadelphia area and as a columnist for Happenings Media. Prior to working as a writer, Nicole was an Agency Social Worker for the Philadelphia Department of Human Services, where she first learned about the subject of her latest novel, Divine Hotel.
Nicole grew up on a rural farm in Southern Michigan, but she was always a city girl at heart. She still has a penchant for straight-from-the-dairy cheese, but otherwise prefers to spend her days in New York and Philadelphia and her adopted hometown in Bucks County. The mother of two, she is a soprano in The Bucks County Woman’s Chorus and an amateur pianist.
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