Top ten things you don’t know about me:
1. Cotton or Silk?
I presume we’re talking clothing and not panties. Either way the answer is the same – cotton all the way
I’m a beer girl. Straight out the bottle.
Pantser. I can’t believe after all this time, the term still cracks me up
4. Describe your workspace
Keep in mind that I’ve recently moved and am in transition. My computer is on the bed (instead of the desk sitting next to it) and I’m sitting in a low armchair. Very comfy.
5. Sports fan or just tolerate it?
Watching sports stresses me out. It’s like I’m the one getting paid to win the game. So I prefer to participate than watch. At least my elevated blood pressure counts for something then.
6. Who is your biggest influence on writing?
Dorothy Koomson. After reading The Chocolate Run, the thought hit me that if I were to write a book, I’d want to write like her. This was long before got bitten by the obsession to get a story out. Now that I actually write, I’m nothing like her, but I am the best Nana Prah, author extraordinaire that I can be. I should learn something from Ms. Koomson about humility, huh?
7. Favorite food – Chocolate. Did you ever see the Iron Chef competition where they made meals with chocolate. It’s a food.
8. When did you start writing?
I started out in non-fiction after I started working as a nurse in 2004. I chronicled my experiences as a fresh nurse on a busy, intense unit. Probably more of a horror than non-fiction. I gave it to a friend to read and she liked it, but she pointed out that there may not be a good niche for it.
So now I write medical romance. Fiction or non-fiction. You’ll never know.
9. If money were no object, where would you like to live?
I’ve thought about this a lot and the answer ends up the same, Ghana. Since I’m rich as Oprah, I’ll just hop on my jet and head off to the places I want to visit. Ghana is a great country. We have peace, beauty and of course 365 days of no winter.
10. What’s next for you?
Is world domination a bad answer? I’d like to get book two of the Destiny Series off the ground. Esi, the heroine’s cousin, in Midwife to Destiny, tied me down and forced me to write her story. She’s hilarious and uninhibited.
Ghanaian nurse Aurora ‘Ora’ Aikins never expected to find the love of her life while on vacation in South Africa. Engaged to another and believing that love has no place in her life, she returns to Ghana, and puts duty and honor first.
Three years later, Dr. Jason Lartey still can’t get Ora out of his mind or his heart. After learning she never married, he takes a risk and moves to Ghana hoping to rekindle what they started. His sudden appearance in Ora’s Emergency Department sends sparks flying all over again.
They’re in the same country, working in the same hospital, and together but distance creeps between them. Can they make their destined love one for the ages?
About the Author:
Nana Prah was born in Ghana, West Africa, raised in the US and currently resides in Ghana where she loves her job as a writer and nurse educator. She has been writing since she can remember (in her journal) and has been an avid reader of romance novels since the eighth grade. She has finally been able to utilize the years and years of inadvertent research into writing her own romance novels where love always conquers all.
Blog : www.nanaprah.blogspot.com
Facebook: Nana Prah, Author
Enjoy the following excerpt for Midwife to Destiny:
Ora focused on putting one foot in front of the other as if she were a one-year-old learning how to walk. After turning the corner and seeing the back of his head, she froze. She would know that head anywhere. He’d grown his hair out a little, but his adorable, Will Smith ears gave him away. Initiating the process of pivoting and sprinting out of the ED unnoticed sprang to mind when he turned around and his gaze caught hers.
The air became charged with tension and neither of them moved. Her heart threatened to pop out of her chest with the force of each beat. The nurses stood between them, looking back and forth as if they watched a tennis match. They didn’t bother to hide their expressions of curiosity.
They’d never seen Ora behave in such a manner. Not cool as a cucumber super nurse. Like herself, they kept looking at the new doctor just because of his tall, broad-shouldered, gorgeous stature. The past three years had matured him, adding a few lines around his eyes and the new feature of a goatee with a moustache changed his countenance a little. But otherwise, the same man she’d met three years ago, at least in the physical sense, stood before her.
After an eternity, Ora snapped back to attention. “Akwaaba, Dr. Lartey. Welcome to the ward.” Madam Professional stuck out her hand for a handshake.
Her words seemed to drag him out of his own stupor. “Uh….”
She had rendered the man speechless. Ora’s gracious nature—that’s what she blamed it on, anyway—took pity on him and she touched his shoulder. The contact sent sensual awareness through her and she recoiled her hand.
“Hello, Aurora. Please forgive me. It’s just that I’m a little surprised to see you.”
“Not as much as I am,” she muttered, attempting to squash both the joy bubbling up inside of her at seeing him again and the overwhelming sadness of what she’d been missing for so long.
“Pardon me?” he asked.
“I didn’t expect to see you here. It’s a surprise to me, too.” She tried to smile, but it came out contorted, as if she’d been able to have a painful, rocky bowel movement after being constipated for seven days.
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