Welcome to author K.C. Hart, coming to us from her home in Mississippi. She took some time out from writing and playing music to answer a few questions for us.
What comes first for you, the plot or the characters?
The plot. I start by thinking about where to find the body. My husband is always telling me crazy places to find bodies. After I have the body, I decide what would cause a person to be there. The rest unfolds from there. Who done it is usually the last thing I learn and that may change as the plot unfolds. I write an outline, but as my characters develop and reveal their secrets, things change.
Can you hear your characters talking?
Yes. My grandson calls them my pretend friends. When I am writing a new book, my mind is often more engaged in what is going on in Skeeterville than it is in the real world, especially when I am by myself.
As a writer, what would you choose as your mascot?
My daughter has this massive black German shepherd who loves his family and is a gentle giant. He is the model of Moose, the dog that Katy rescues in my second book. When I was a kid, we had a black and white dog like this named Scooter that lived to be thirteen years old. He grew up with me. I think my mascot is a combination of these to fellows. Both are loving, loyal, and just sweet…what I strive to be.
What do you like to do when you’re not writing?
I like to play the piano and the guitar and sing. I grew up in a musical family. My dad had me on the piano bench when I was three years old. When I was eleven my dad was sick and in the hospital. He told me that if I learned to play the guitar, he would give it to me. I have five brothers, so that was a big deal. When he came home, I played ‘You Are My Sunshine’ for him.
If you could tell your younger writing self anything, what would it be?
Don’t give up. Just because you received a rejection letter doesn’t mean you can’t write. Share your writing with the world. It’s not for everybody, but it is for some.
Why do you write cozy mysteries?
I write poetry. I love to write poetry, but inevitably someone dies. I have written a romance. It was a long time ago and I am not sure where the manuscript is, but people died in it. I grew up loving Miss Marple, Nancy Drew, Jessica Fletcher and others. If people were going to die, then I wanted justice to prevail, and I wanted one of my lady friends to help make this happen.
K.C. lives in south Mississippi with her husband of thirty-plus years. She loves to write, read, play piano and guitar, and piddle in her flower beds.
She feels that her love of storytelling was nurtured by her family growing up where she spent a lot of afternoons singing while her dad played the guitar and listening and laughing to the tall tales shared by her mother, brothers, or any neighbor who happened to stop by.