Lost in L.A. by Amy Craig

She agreed to a fake relationship, but the rules don’t address his secrets. Teaching beachside yoga classes feels like Wylie’s California dream. When an eviction notice sends her scrambling for a new place to live, she realizes life on the streets isn’t for the faint of heart. To raise money for a deposit, she strikes a promotion deal with a food truck vendor. An impromptu kiss proves she wants more than a side of fries from the man, but she needs to put her life back together before she can claim what she wants.

Amy Craig

Give us the one to two sentence tagline for your book.

She agreed to a fake relationship, but the rules don’t address his secrets.

What surprised you the most while writing this book?

I fell in love with Penny Lane. The woman is homeless, but her backstory and losses resonated. As she says, “I’m more of a caregiver without the right credentials.” Of course, our heroine, Wylie, is all over that sentiment and wants people to behave with decency.

Why did you pick the setting you used for your book?

Northern California yoga is COLD

What is the sexiest trait of your hero(s)?

He’s rich, but he’s trying to do something good with his money.

What is your favorite scene/moment in your book?

Wylie tries her hand at working the food truck, and it’s not as easy as it looks.

What scene did you have to cut but wish could have been included?

I don’t understand the question. LOL.

Tropes get a bad name, but they’re often the biggest draw for readers. What tropes do you love to write and read?

LOST IN LA is about a fake relationship and secret wealth, but it’s really about knowing yourself. I love the “self-discovery” arc, but I hope the characters discover someone I’d invite to happy hour.

What are your favorite genres/sub-genres to write in? Are there any you love to read but cannot write in?

I love fantasy and historical romance, but I don’t want to spend my time dealing with so many details… and educated critics. The “revised” history romances are fun, but by the time you have a cocky, feminist running the town, you might as well write contemporary romance.

Which do you love to write best: dialogue, setting, action, love scenes, or other?

I get the most compliments on setting and “community,” but I probably need to pare down the dialogue. I must love to write it, right?

Which do you hate to write: dialogue, setting, action, love scenes, or other?

I don’t like writing the villains. I keep wanting to sympathize with them, and that tendency can only go so far before it erodes the storyline.

Excerpt from Lost in L.A.

A vendor in his early thirties leaned out of the window and asked for their orders.

Cynthia moved forward until she stood directly beneath him. “I’ll have the veggie wrap and a side of sweet potato fries.”

The man smiled. “Big calorie splurge, Cindy?”

Cynthia looked at Wylie and smiled. “Isn’t it cute how he calls me Cindy?” Without waiting for a response, she turned back to the vendor. “It’s in honor of my friend, Wylie. She’s reminding me what it’s like to be young, ambitious and impulsive.” The woman winked. “I just hope my metabolism is on board with this plan.”

Wylie swallowed as the vendor glanced at her with bright green eyes, but he dismissed her and focused on the customer at the front of his line. “Oh, I think you could take her down.”
Cynthia laughed and handed the man a credit card to pay for her meal. “That’s why people keep coming back to you, Nolan. Your food’s good, but your sense of humor is even better.”

“It must not be a high bar,” Wylie said. She kicked a piece of gravel near the curb and thought about how she would spend the remainder of her day.

The vendor laughed.

She looked up, meeting his bright green gaze. Shit, that snide comment came out louder than I thought. Embarrassedby her retort, she blushed, intending to apologize for being rude. Common courtesy—your mother taught you to be polite to strangers. The words stalled in her throat.

His charming grin and lively gaze hummed with amusement.

The longer she stared at the man, the more she feared they would remain strangers.

Amy Craig lives in Baton Rouge, Louisiana with her family and a small menagerie of pets. She writes contemporary romances featuring intelligent heroines. She can’t always vouch for the men. In her spare time, she plays tennis and expands her husband’s honey-do list. Before pursuing writing, she worked as an engineer, project manager, and incompetent waitress.

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