Ask ten authors and you’ll no doubt get ten very different answers. And of course it varies from book to book.
I have to admit that of all the books I’ve written the Ten Beach Road novels borrow most from my own past.
I grew up on St. Petersburg Beach, a barrier island on the west central coast of Florida. I went to the aptly named Sunshine Elementary School and spent long summer days on Pass-a-Grille at the southernmost end of St. Pete Beach, many of them at The Rellim (Miller spelled backwards), a mid-century hotel, which was owned by family friends.
Introducing my then boyfriend (now husband of 32 years) to the Best Beach Ever!
In fact, the locations in Ten Beach Road, are a mixture of fictional streets that may confound some of the locals and real Pass-a-Grille spots that I’ve loved all my life. One of those locations is The Rellim where I allegedly learned to swim before I could walk. I’m not sure if that’s actually true, but I do remember standing on the edge of the Rellim pool’s deep end where I would wait until people were watching (I guess I’ve always loved an audience) and then throw myself into the swimming pool and swim underwater to the other end where I’d come up for air to adult gasps of relief.
The Rellim was torn down a long time ago. Condos now stand in its place. But the hotel where I spent so many happy days lives on in my heart and my memory.
Now it also lives on as The Sunshine Hotel and Beach Club in Ten Beach Road novels, Sunshine Beach ((where you may notice my old underwater attention grabber used in the prologue) One Good Thing, and my upcoming release Best Beach Ever (in which you’ll see a version of the same kind of fashion shows that my mother used to stage around the Rellim pool.)