#GetLostinaStory welcomes Sarina Bowen & Falling From the Sky

It's a quite lovely day to welcome Sarina Bowen who is talking with GLIAS about her 
Harlequin-e book, Falling from the Sky!

Here's a bit about Sarina: 

Sarina Bowen writes steamy, angsty contemporary romance from Vermont's Green Mountains. Sarina enjoys skiing, skating and good food. She lives with her family, eight chickens and too much ski gear and hockey equipment. 

The blurb from Falling from the Sky:
Bad boy Hank “Hazardous” Lazarus used to have everything: a gorgeous girlfriend, a career as a freestyle snowboarder and a spot on the US Olympic team. Nine months ago, after a bad crash in the half pipe, he woke up in the hospital, unable to move his legs. Now he’s landed there again, but gravity is not the culprit. His family is pressuring him to try a groundbreaking treatment, but Hank self-medicates with a bottle of tequila instead.

Doctor Callie Anders has the courage to restart a patient’s heart with a thousand volts of electricity, yet she’s afraid to risk her own. So she doesn’t confess to her newest patient they they met just before the accident, an encounter that he doesn’t remember. Even as their friendship develops, she won’t admit that she regrets turning down his dinner invitation, or that her heart stutters every time those inked shoulders roll through the door of the therapy department.

With winter coming again, Hank needs a hand out from under the avalanche of his disappointments. If only Callie were brave enough to take the job.

Here's an excerpt from Falling from the Sky:

“So, you never told me,” Willow said, stomping the snow off her boots. “Did you have drinks with the cute radiologist?”
“I think he’s seeing someone,” Callie answered without meeting Willow’s eyes.
“Well, did you ask him?” Willow pressed.
“I’m pretty sure.”
Willow shook her head, and let out an exaggerated sigh. “You know what I don’t get about you?”
“Nope. But you’re going to tell me whether I want to know or not, right?”
“I don’t understand,” Willow continued undeterred, “how you have the guts to literally restart someone’s heart with a thousand volts of electricity. But you can’t risk yours even to ask a guy out for drinks.”
“Actually, we don’t need a thousand volts anymore. The new defibrillators come in around three hundred.”
“You’re hopeless.”
That was probably true.
“Hey, I see Hazardous!” Willow said, raising a hand to wave at someone.
Callie followed her friend’s gaze over to the roped-off area at the base of the half-pipe. A very attractive man stood there, suited up for the snow, his helmet under one arm. The pose reminded Callie of old Apollo astronaut photos. When the guy spotted Willow, a lazy smile broke across his broad mouth, and he raised a hand in greeting.
“Let’s go say hello,” Willow prompted, angling through the crowd in his direction.
“After you,” Dane said to Callie. And so she followed her friend toward the low fence.
“You’ve got to meet Hank Lazarus,” Willow said over her shoulder. “He parties a lot harder than we can keep up with these days, but the guy is seriously fun.”
The closer they got, the more Callie stared. Willow’s friend might be seriously fun, but he was also seriously hot. His shaved head was a military style that usually did nothing for Callie. But it was offset by big brown eyes and full, sensual lips. He was broad in a way that said “linebacker” more than “snowboarder,” and his cut jaw and cleft chin were speckled with two or three days’ worth of dark whiskers.
As they drew up to him, his chocolaty gaze took them all in. He lifted an eyebrow, and Callie saw that a barbell-shaped piercing bisected it. “Hey there,” he said in a voice that was low and smoky. “What are you kids doing in Vermont?”
Sweet baby Jesus. Even his voice was hot.
Willow gave him a quick hug. “We’re here to put my old farmhouse on the market. And Hank, this is my best friend, Callie. She’s local.”
Hank stuck out a hand, and Callie took it. As his hand engulfed hers, she felt her cheeks heat. His face was like the sun—too bright to look at directly. Hank gave her a quick head-to-toe, not even bothering to be subtle about it. And when he seemed to dismiss her out of hand, she wasn’t even surprised. He was the sort of guy who existed in an alternate universe, far from beeping medical equipment and green hospital scrubs.

And now we're at the nitty gritty where I put Sarina under the spotlight and pepper her with an in-depth Q &A:

Vicki GOTTA ANSWER: I'm a handbag gal and have to know what is your favorite?
Sarina: Well… Vermont affects your wardrobe. (Just try wearing sexy shoes in your gravel driveway.) So my favorite handbags are the cute-but-bombproof nylon bags made by Baggallini. The Sydney bag is adorable, and that lightweight, bright fabric can shrug off dust like nobody’s business.
Vicki: Those Baggalini's are very popular.

Vicki: What’s the first book you remember reading?
Sarina:   Little House in the Big Woods

Vicki: Where do you read and how often?
Sarina: I read everywhere! Sitting out side the kids’ karate dojo. Sitting beside the kids’ soccer field. Sitting behind the wheel of my car. (Not while the engine is on, though!) I always have a book going. (Or three.)
Vicki: I always had a paperback in my handbag. My handbag requirement at that time was to be able to find a book in it. LOL

Vicki: What’s your favorite movie of all time?
Sarina: The Princess Bride. I like happy endings, and I love humor. I’ve given my latest heroine this same attribute. In Falling From the Sky, Hank tries to get Callie to watch The Silence of the Lambs, and it does not go well. But they end up kissing instead, so it’s all good.
Vicki: The Princess Bride rocks. "Prepare to die."

Vicki: Is writing or story-telling easier for you?
Sarina: Writing! I like to edit myself.

Vicki: Do you write while listening to music? If so what kind?
Sarina: I need silence, unfortunately. Such a boring answer, but so true. I can’t even work in coffee shops. I prefer to write in a university library. And if the undergraduates are chatting too much, I am liberal with giving them the stink eye.

Vicki: What’s the first thing you do when you finish writing a book?
Sarina: I slack off, of course, spending a couple of days reading for pleasure and resting on my laurels. Are you saying there’s another way?

Vicki: What dreams have been realized as a result of your writing?
Sarina: It’s been really amazing to receive fan mail. Writing is fun all by itself. But when you receive that two a.m. email from a fan who stayed up way too late to finish your book? Priceless.

Vicki: What would you say is your most interesting quirk?
Sarina: I’m a botany nerd. Identifying all the trees in the woods? No problem!

Vicki: What has surprised you the most about being published?
Sarina: I’m always a little shocked by the ferocity of love that readers can carry for a book. Their energy keeps me going.

Vicki: Complete this sentence. When I want to relax, I. . .
Sarina: Pick up a nice glass of wine in one hand and a book in the other.

FIND Sarina Bowen at:


Falling from the Stars (Gravity #2). For the moment, it is available as part of a boxed set. Harlequin-e has released the Gravity series first inside a box set, then beginning in December, the book will stand on its own.

Thank you, Sarina, for being with GLIAS today!

1 comment:

  1. Welcome to GLIAS Sarina and the best of luck with your career.