Angelique Conger discovered the wonders of writing books later in her life. Books, however, have always been important to her. As a little girl in a small town, she was given her own library card at the tender age of five, highly unusual in those days.
Angelique reads a book, or three at once, much of the time. She reads most genres of books and until recently only toyed with writing them. Since beginning, she has spent many hours each day learning the craft of writing and editing.
Many would consider Angelique Conger’s books Christian focused, and they are because they focus on early events in the Bible. She writes of a people’s beliefs in Jehovah. However, though she’s read in much of the Bible and searched for more about these stories, there isn’t much there. Her imagination fills in the missing information, which is most of it.
Angelique lives in Southern Nevada with her husband, turtles, and Lovebird. She enjoys visits with her grandchildren — and their parents.
A string of beads …
… and a forbidden book.
…or a new life?
Abandoned Hope is the third of the continuing saga of Lost Children of the Prophet. You’ll love this uplifting story of faith in difficult times.
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Q&A With the Author:
I have been writing Womens Biblical Historical Fiction/Family saga. I didn’t intend to write romance. When I was a little more than half through this book, I realized I was writing a romance. Until then, I hadn’t even read many romances, though my husband and I watch “chick flicks” because he chooses to. Since writing Abandoned Hope, I have purposely written other romances as part of the series. I am seriously considering writing more Historical Romance in the near future.
2.How long does it take you to write a book, typically?
My romance books are part of a family saga. Most of them are longer than the usual romance. I can write 90,000 words in about 6 weeks. Editing and other final work takes me about another month, so my books take between two and two and a half months to go from idea to publication.
3.Since a lot of romance books show both male and female perspectives, share with us the most difficult thing about writing the perspective of the opposite gender?
Who knows what goes on in the mind of a man? I try to look at my husband and five sons and try to guess. They don’t respond to things like a woman, they don’t think like women. Men are a mystery!
4.What would you say is your interesting writing quirk?
Quirks? I’m not sure I have any. I write into the dark. I rarely have any idea what will happen in my stories more than a few sentences ahead. Sometimes I will plan the next three scenes or chapters if I am going to sprint, but I rarely follow the plan. My characters take over the story and I let them.
5.Tell us a bit about a future project you are working on? Do you have any little sneak peeks you can share?
I’m finishing up my Lost Children of the Prophet series. I have three more books to publish, before I turn to Historical Romance or Time Travel Romance. I like the time period I write in and want to stay there.
The next book to be published, Love Defied, has romance subplots and mature love throughout.
A little snippet:
Merab stood with daughters and granddaughters on her front porch seeking the faces of the men she loved. Where was Tiqvah? As one of the commanders, he had been in other battles. Still, she worried every time they left to fight.
Merab nodded her head. “Ormh is an intelligent man. He will find a way.”
“Has he and Elke decided to wed, yet?”
“Ormh would like to marry her. Elke is struggling to make that decision. She is hurt from the way she has been treated by her parents and brothers. She doesn’t trust anyone now,” Tiqvah said.
“From what I’ve learned, it isn’t surprising that she has lost trust,” Grandpapa Nat said.
“No. Her life has not been good. She has been hurt by those who should protect her. Since her mama left her, she struggles to feel safe,” Merab said.
6.What is the most romantic date you have ever been on? Or, what is your idea of the perfect Valentine Date?
When we were newlyweds living on the island of Guam, my husband was a poor enlisted man. He got a tiny paycheck. He took me to the nicest hotel on the hill overlooking the island, and their nicest restaurant. He had arranged for a seat near the window where we could see the island as the lights came on below us. Waiters came and went, attending to our needs. The owner even stopped by to be sure all was right with the food and service. We talked of our plans for the future. We drove home to our little quanset hut home through the moonlit streets. That night was long ago, but I still remember the service and the care taken by my new husband to make it special for me.