Monday, June 10, 2013

Interview: Jodi Olson

Hello and happy Tuesday. I have the honor to welcome today Jodi Olson. I discover Jodi while looking at the “pretty” covers I saw on her Facebook’s page. I had to read these books, you know. And guess what? She wrote about my fantasy: ménage. And cow-boys! I don’t have to tell you how happy I am to have her here today. Anyway, enough talking. Let’s get to the important thing: getting to know Jodi a little better.

The morning, you are tea or coffee?
I don’t drink either one. I drink water or maybe a hot chocolate.

What kind of books do you write?
I write erotic romances. Contemporary, historical western, BDSM,M/M, Menage(M/M/F, F/F/M and M/F/M). Write a lot of cowboy romance in all the ones I mentioned.

Why did you choose this genre?
I love the passion between the hero and heroine. The tension between them can be smoldering.

When you write, are you keyboard or paper?
Both. Keyboard most of the time. Paper notebook for notes on plot ideas.

Are you more motivated to write when the sun shines or when the weather is gray?
Either one, I write whenever I can.

Where do you find your inspiration?
People watching, looking at photos, especially man candy. I have several I keep that become my hero in a book.

When you start a book, do you already have the whole story in your head, or is it built progressively?
Build it progressively. I don’t like plotting way ahead of time. My hero’s tell me what they want better that way.

How do you feel before the release of a book? Fear, joy? And after?
Always fear, never know how well it will sell, if people will like it or hate it. Afterward if I hear someone likes it helps a lot.

Between your first and last novel, do you feel a change? Do you write differently?
Yes, I write better. I have come a long way since Playing House was released.

They say that writers project themselves into the skin and into the head of his hero / heroine, is that the case for you?
Sometimes yes. Some of my Heroines have a couple things that either I’ve done or have had happen to me.

You define yourself more like a bookworm, a city mouse or a country mouse?
I am a total bookworm.

Molière said: “Writing is like prostitution. First we write for the love of it, then for a few friends, and in the end for money.” What do you think about it?
The first two yes. For the money, no. I’m far, far from being able to just make a living off of writing.

Your books have already been translated?

Do you pay attention to literary criticism?
Sometimes, but not lately. You have to not let the negative stuff readers say bother you too much. Not everyone will enjoy your books.

The days are 25 hours. You spend that extra hour in the garden or in the kitchen?
Neither, I will spend it reading.

What is the book you would bring with you on a deserted island?
I would say anything by Beth Williamson/Emma Lang. I want cowboys on that deserted island with me. lol

In the evening, do you turn off the light directly or do you take the time to read?
Always read, unless the eyes are burning too bad.

Here's now an excerpt from Jodi last book From A Distance. You can find it on Amazon,  Bookstrand, Barnes & Nobleand All Romance Ebooks.

From A Distance 

Bad boy Grayson Jameson was coming home after eighteen years, to a town that still hadn’t forgiven him. It was his brother’s funeral, but Grayson had other motives. The woman, the town librarian he couldn’t get out of his mind. How would Gillian Masterson react to his return? Could star-crossed lovers finally come together? Or would they be consigned to love only…From A Distance?

“Honey, you know what will happen if I stay, and it sure in hell doesn’t involve either one of us sleeping.”
“I know, just… Let me have this one night with you. I know you’re leaving the day after tomorrow, but I need this.”

Clothes littered the floor on the way to the bedroom. Grayson leisurely made love to Gillian’s mouth at first. Her mouth was warm and sweet, she tasted good. She moaned against his lips when Grayson’s hands dropped to her bare shoulders.

 Grayson took one of her hands in his, wrapped her small fingers around his hard cock, holding her hand there with light pressure. “Honey, I’m not going to last much longer if you keep doing that.”

Gillian’s fingertips stroked up, down and around his cock and he shuddered, feeling pleasure all along his spine.

 With one hand on her waist, he gathered her close with his other arm and pressed against her soft hip. He kissed her gently while running his hands from her waist to her breasts and down again.

 She whimpered as his kiss deepened.

His hand slid across her belly, stroking her velvety soft skin. With each movement, he trailed lower until his fingers were stroking the soft curls between her legs.

“I need you, Grayson,” she whispered.

 He eased one finger into her moist folds. “Open your legs, honey.”

She did as he asked, and he slipped his hand further between her thighs, finding her slick and responsive to his touch. It was as if they’d been together for months. Deeper he probed, inserting one finger into her pussy, then withdrawing and returning with two fingers.

 Gillian’s breathing grew heavy as her hips moved against his hand. Grayson smiled as he bent his head and took her breast in his mouth. As he did, he stroked her clit with his thumb. Her hips lifted off the bed. “Grayson!”

 “You’re so responsive and wet for me, honey.” Grayson whispered against her breast.

 He didn’t know how much longer he could keep control, her hip touching his was potent, and he found himself moving against her in response. He shifted his weight until he was lying between her spread legs, the head of his shaft poised at her entrance. Grayson entered her slowly, retreating and advancing a little at a time. Over and over again, he repeated the motion. Suddenly, she arched her back, gripping the sheets with her fingers, her legs wrapping around his waist. They moved in unison; their moans filling the air.

 Gillian’s body began to convulse around him, her tight sheath gripping him, milking him again and again as she shook and shuddered. Waves of passion rolled down his spine when he released his seed inside her quivering pussy.

Grayson slowly moved off of her and collapsed onto the pillow next to Gillian. Pulling her close to his side, his thoughts drifted to why he was still in town…and it was all because of her. Now he wished they had more time together because she was making it harder for him to leave.

You can find Jodi on Facebook, or follow her on her Blog.



  1. Thanks Jade for having me here today. You ask awesome questions.

  2. Hot snippet, Jodi! loved the interview:)

  3. Absolutely great interview. Cowboys + ménage.... oh, yeah. Keep writing & I'll keep reading. a fan in VA