Larissa Reinhart considers herself lucky to have
taught English in Japan, escaped a ferocious monkey in Thailand, studied
archaeology in Egypt, and survived teaching high school history in the US.
However, adopting her daughters from China has been her most rewarding
experience. After moving around the Midwest, the South and Japan, she now lives
in Georgia with her husband, daughters, and Biscuit, a Cairn Terrier.
She loves small town characters with big
attitudes, particularly sassy women with a penchant for trouble. When she’s not
writing about southern fried chicken, she writes about Asian fried chicken at
her blog about life as an ex-expat at theexpatreturneth.blogspot.com.
She and her writing friends also chat weekly about
books on their Little Read Hens Facebook page and littlereadhens.com.
Tell us about one of your most embarrassing moments…
After a
night at a dinner theater (which seemed too romantic for words), I had met a
boy from Alaska. Alaska! The state seemed so exotic and so... far away.
Dreamily, I accepted his invitation to sit together for breakfast at the
Department of Transportation. The large conference room buzzed with excitement.
We were to visit the senate chambers that day, but more importantly A BOY ASKED
TO SIT NEXT TO ME.
My stomach
felt fluttery and my skin chilled. The mere presence of this boy made me
queasy. Literally. I ate my breakfast to try and quiet my nerves. Eggs, toast,
bacon. A bad decision. A waiter arrived at our table. I gripped the table and
asked for the bathroom. The waiter, an older gentleman in a white jacket, asked
me to repeat myself. I glanced at the door far across the room. Farther than I
remembered. I opened my mouth to repeat my question. As I tried to form the
words, nausea grappled my stomach into a vise-like grip and squeezed. In what
felt like an out-of-body experience, I saw myself spew breakfast all over the
table. Where the boy from Alaska sat in shock. My memory fails me after this
point. I next remember laying in my hotel room watching MTV for the rest of the
afternoon. Which I did not get at home, so it wasn’t all bad.
What made you choose to write PORTRAIT OF A DEAD
GUY?
We
had moved to Japan from Georgia. Scenes with my heroine, Cherry Tucker,
appeared in my head while I made my daily commute of driving my children to and
from school. I was working on another book at the time, but Cherry kept popping
up and eventually her family, friends, ex-husband, and ex-love appeared to me
as well. Then my father died. I flew home to my small hometown for three weeks
to stay with my mom, and the idea for the mystery was born. Maybe it’s crazy,
but I had this idea of an artist having to paint a portrait of a murdered man
in his coffin.
I
had visions of becoming a published author as a child. I wrote little books and
magazines and sold them to my neighbors. I used my high school typing classes
to write short stories. I worked at my local newspaper office in high school
and even had my own column. However, my priorities changed in college. I felt
too insecure to write fiction and didn’t want to go into journalism. Almost
twenty years later, I attempted my first full manuscript. It was a ridiculous
140,000 words, but it gave me hope. I wrote another manuscript, PORTRAIT OF A
DEAD GUY, and decided to pursue publication.
Blurb:
In Halo, Georgia, folks know Cherry Tucker as big
in mouth, small in stature, and able to sketch a portrait faster than buckshot
rips from a ten gauge -- but commissions are scarce. So when the well-heeled
Branson family wants to memorialize their murdered son in a coffin portrait,
Cherry scrambles to win their patronage from her small town rival.
As the clock ticks toward the deadline, Cherry
faces more trouble than just a controversial subject. Her rival wants to ruin
her reputation, her ex-flame wants to rekindle the fire, and someone’s setting
her up to take the fall. Mix in her flaky family, an illegal gambling ring, and
outwitting a killer on a spree, Cherry finds herself painted into a corner
she’ll be lucky to survive.
PORTRAIT OF A DEAD GUY (Henery Press, August 28, 2012) is a 2012 Daphne du Maurier
finalist, a 2012 The Emily finalist, and a 2011 Dixie Kane Memorial winner.
Buy Links:
You may also find Larissa at:
website: larissareinhart.com
I’m frequently on Facebook,
Twitter,
Goodreads, and Pinterest;.
and Pinterest
for the character, artist Cherry Tucker.
I’d like to encourage readers to enter my giveaway contest. Up for grabs is an e-copy of PORTRAIT OF A DEAD GUY, book one of the Cherry Tucker Mystery Series. Leave a comment and you're automatically entered. Include your email addy so I can get in touch with you should your name be selected at random. The winner will be announced on my blog (http://theexpatreturneth. blogspot.com/) on December 11, 2012. Good luck!
I realy enjoyed this interview, when I was a teenager I probably would have done the same thing. I also come from a small town so I can relate. Can't wait to read Potrait of a Dead Guy, I already have it so don't enter me in the contest.
ReplyDeleteThanks Pamela! Still makes me blush to think of it, but that's high school, right? At least high school for me. Hope you enjoy Cherry Tucker's adventures! I promise there's no puking in the book.;)
DeleteThanks for having me on S.R.! Having second thoughts on sharing the spew story, but oh, well! Hope it's entertaining for everyone and no one read it while eating breakfast.;)
ReplyDeleteBtw, Susan, did you grow up in St. Louis? My hubs is from West County and we lived there after graduate school. We met at Truman State.
ReplyDeleteLarissa, I'm so sorry you had to go through that. Those people who say high school is the best time of your life are insane!
ReplyDeleteI adored Portrait of a Dead Guy. It was funny, sassy, and full of Southern charm and wit. Can't wait for book 2!
Thanks Terri. I have so many embarrassing moments, unfortunately not all are in high school. As my daughter constantly tells me (quoting Hannah Montana), nobody's perfect. Thank God, because then I'd really feel dumb.
DeleteThank goodness for Hannah Montana and her wise words to teach our daughters that their mother's strange and embarrassing moments are perfectly normal!
ReplyDeleteLike Terri, I too loved Portrait of a Dead Guy. Long live Cherry Tucker!
LOL, Anise. She mainly uses Hannah Montana to get herself out of messes. You forgot to do your math homework? Everyone makes mistakes, Mom. Everyone has those days...
DeleteThanks for the Cherry Tucker cheer!
I loved the interview, learning more about you has been fun. And I have a new book to add to my TBR list.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Marilyn! I've been adding new books to my TBR list, too, as this tour goes on!
ReplyDeleteGREAT blog! I can see just in the way you wrote your most embarrassing moment, you have a great voice. The pictures you paint (not only of the high school debacle, but also the excerpt from your book) are so vivid and detailed, I love it. I cannot wait to see more of your work!
ReplyDeleteJulie Gallo
Editorial Intern
Henery Press
Thank you Julie Gallo!
DeleteHigh School remains a distant blur. Enjoyed your blog entry for today. Looking forward to winning your book so I can rave about your writing. Have to assume you would get rave reviews based on favorite authors comments. Have a great tour.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jake & hope you win & like Cherry Tucker enough to rave!
Delete"Alaska!...so exotic" might possibly be too much to handle - haha! I am loving this book and I think it's because of the humor you bring to your writing. Can't wait for more of Cherry Tucker! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Alicia! I'll have more Cherry Tucker this spring with Still Life in Brunswick Stew!
DeleteOh Larissa, have unfortunately had more than one of those embarrassing moments. I've tried to train my mind to not remember the details, and with time, they are fading. I'm a big city girl, doesn't help with those High School Days, though! Great post, wonderful getting to know you on this tour.
ReplyDeleteMadeline
Thanks Madeline! I've had many more embarrassing moments than that, unfortunately, too!
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