Interview with Jessica Scott + Excerpt + Contest!

AnythingforYou-300wOh! I am beyond thrilled to welcome Jessica Scott to The Book Tart today! I ran into her on twitter a while ago and she is a delight! She makes me smile and laugh and sometimes snort. I am also rather in awe of her too. She is career army officer + wife + mother + author. But! She can’t cook well. <g> I like that about her.

Her novella Anything For You came out at the beginning of February! Take a look at it after you listen to our very serious interview…. Ummm. That’s a joke. I don’t do serious and she plays beautifully.

(((hugs))) Kat

The Queen of Tarts

PS. Jessica is giving away her Anything For You and Because Of You! Leave a comment telling us your favorite Muppet. 😀 

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Banner-Extra2 Me: Jessica! Come in! Come in and get cozy! My virtual couch is very comfortable and *sets bowl of candy on the coffee table* see? I haz snacks! Can I get you anything? Coffee, tea, champagne and chocolate?


Jessica: Coffee and chocolate please! But since we’re offering alcohol…


Me: *hands Jessica her drink and collapses onto the couch* How are you? You must be crazy busy… you wear three hats, Wife/mom, soldier and author! I think you need to borrow my crown 😀 I’m dizzy thinking about it. Lol


Jessica: Don’t be. I don’t do any of those things particularly, well. Most days, it’s a struggle to keep up, lol!


Me: *clinks mugs* Cheers hon! we can only try our best-est 😉

Can you tell us a bit about your newest story Anything For You and how long do we have to wait till Back To You? *puppy eyes*


Jessica: Anything for You is a Valentine’s Day short story featuring Shane & Jen from Because of You. It’s a story about sacrifice for the one you AnythingforYou-300wlove and of course, it involves Carponti, my favorite smart alec!

All I can tell you is that Back to You is in the works. The book is completed, I’m just waiting on a final decision regarding it’s fate.


Me: *claps* Yay! That is great news!

So I read you burn water. Lol What’s your favorite take out food? Do you like to play Wii? Have you ever jumped out of a plane? Who’s your favorite Muppet? *wheeze* Let’s see *gasps for breath* how well you do with run on questions. <g>


Jessica: Favorite take out? Dominos Pizza, which is really sad, I think but yummy. I am embarrassing at Wii Donkey Kong and it sparks many rage induced memories of losing at Nintendo as a kid. Favorite Muppet? Oh Animal to be sure.

Me: You rock! Seriously.  I love Animal too! and *blush* I am so not good at Wii.


ok, hon, it’s silly time. Yes. I picture MC Hammer when I say that. *bites head of sour patch kid* Want some m&ms or Sour Patch Kids for strength?


Jessica: M&Ms. Oh M&Ms are my biggest weakness, lol! I like them slightly warm, which is weird, I know.IMG_2154


Me: *nods* Yep. Kinda weird. But I like weird. 😀 *passes M&Ms*


How could you compare writing to boot camp?


Jessica: Writing is a little bit like boot camp in that it’s a complete immersion into another world. You have to really know your world inside and out in order to make it come alive for readers. Kind of like boot camp: you’ve really got to feel it in order to make it through



Me: Nice!

I just made up a word bennasa please make up a definition and use the word in a sentence. 😛


Jessica: I’m doing some bennasa yoga later today. It’s where I fold myself into a bennasa and chant like a chipmunk.


Me: *snort* I’d like to see that.

If you had to choose between writing while wearing a Snuggie or wearing roller blades which would you pick and how would it help or hinder your writing process?


Jessica: Snuggie because I usually write in a comfy recliner in my study. It would definitely help.


Me: Snuggies are underrated. Warm. Comfy and you can move your arms without losing the blanket <g>


We’re gonna play a game of Madlibs… nope, not telling what it is. You can make your answers as naughty or nice as you’d like 😀



Fort   Hood



























Me: *bounces on couch* THIS is gonna be good…


Adult Madlibs

Weekend Getaway

You and your sweetheart are off to FORT HOOD for a HOT weekend getaway. When you check in to your rustic Bed-And-CAT, you discover there’s no hot SWEAT in the bathroom, and the bed is extremely RUNNY. No sooner do you turn out the CATS than the innkeeper’s dog begins SLEEPING QUICKLY and doesn’t stop all night. Neither of you can sleep. In the morning, you’re both so tired you can barely keep your FINGERS open. Things go from bad to SWEET as your honey has a STINKY reaction to the breakfast and ends up in the emergency TOES. But all’s well that ends well. After all, if you can survive this FURRY weekend, you can survive any BACK together!


Me: bwahahaha! no hot SWEAT! *snicker* and maybe the dog was too quiet and ya’ll couldn’t sleep for worry. 😉 I love madlibs! Thank you for playing. We’re almost done….


It’s time for The Book Tart Quickie

  1.  Favorite lipgloss/lipstick?: Bobbie Brown
  2. Pirate or Ninja?:Ninja
  3. Favorite fictional villain? Mother Goethel
  4. Last tv show you watched (or tivo’d)?:  Game of Thrones
  5.  Last book your read?:  Bitten By Deceit by Shawntelle Madison
  6. What are you wearing right now?: sweatpants
  7. Favorite planet? : Mars
  8.  Ever watch infomercials?.no
  9. Ring tone on your phone? Old Phone
  10. Morning person or night owl? Forced to be a morning person.


Me: <g> Thank you Jessica for playing along with me here at The Book Tart. Come back anytime and crash my couch.


Jessica: This was awesome!! Thanks so much for having me!

(((hugs))) Kat


Jessica: I’m giving away a digital copy of ANYTHING FOR YOU as well as Shane & Jen’s first story BECAUSE OF YOU to one lucky commenter!

Me: oh Wow!!! Thank you! ok leave a comment telling us your fav Muppet to be entered! More details at the bottom of the post.


Release date: Feb. 1, 2013 |
Jessica Scott (Author)
ISBN-13: B00B9MPHT2 |
Format: eBook
From the author of Because of You comes an all new Coming Home short story.
Sergeant First Class Shane Garrison has spent a year recovering from his combat injuries. A year spent in the arms of the woman of his dreams.  But loving Jen comes with a price: every time he touches her, he faces the uncertain fear that loving her might mean losing her forever. Jen is a breast cancer survivor and with Shane, she’s found a man who loves her despite her scars. But her scars may be too much for their love to survive.
As their love grows, so does the risk to Jen’s life. And Shane must make the toughest decision any man can make to save the woman he loves.
♥ Buy this ebook from: Amazon | Barnes & Noble

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Anything For You

Copyright © 2013 by Jessica Dawson

Fort Hood, late 2008


“Jen is going to kill you. You know that, right?” Vic Carponti took a long pull off his ever-present Dr Pepper. “I think she has first dibs on your balls. You don’t have exclusive use over them any more.”

Sergeant First Class Shane Garrison glanced over at Carponti and fought the urge to use the physical therapy ropes to strangle the younger sergeant. No matter how much time they’d spent together training Army privates at Benning or blowing shit up downrange, Carponti still managed to push all the right buttons. “You’re not helping, you know.” Shane was already having a hard enough time trying to find the nerve to talk to his fiancée about his desire for a vasectomy.

“Jen wants kids.”

“I know that,” Shane growled. He leaned down to stretch, barely suppressing a groan as the muscles in his thighs protested the daily pain his physical therapist insisted on. He’d have thought that six months after being blown up in Iraq, physical therapy would stop being a morning torture session. Guess not.

“Why are you so adamant about this?” Carponti held up his hand at Shane’s fierce look. “I’m an expert in amputations, not women and babies, okay?”

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“She had breast cancer. A really aggressive version. If she gets pregnant and the cancer comes back, the choice comes down to her life or the baby’s life…and I don’t want to have to make that choice with her. I don’t want her to have to make that choice. Granted, it might all be fine. She might never get sick again, or the hormones from pregnancy might not do anything to her.” Shane walked over to the free weights. His legs protested each step, so his next words came out slowly, one with each step. “I can’t risk it. No matter how much I might want a kid with her, I’m not going to risk her life for some selfish need to feel my baby growing inside her.”

“I realize that,” Carponti said, “but why on earth are you looking at this without talking to her first?”

“I’m going to talk to her.” Shane sighed hard. “I just haven’t yet.” He didn’t want to admit he was afraid. Not to Carponti. He’d never hear the end of it.

“Did you ever think you’re overreacting?” Carponti asked, following him.

“No,” Shane snapped. “Because I’m not.”

“You just said there’s no rule that if a woman gets pregnant after cancer, she’s going to die.”

“Yeah, well, I’ve also talked to the brigade surgeon. There’s a higher risk of the cancer coming back for younger women like Jen who had aggressive cancers. There’s a higher risk that if she does get pregnant and the cancer comes back, it could come back even more aggressive.” Shane looked at Carponti seriously. “I want kids with her. I just don’t want to kill her.”

“So you’re going to get unmanned and tell her later?”

“This isn’t funny.”

“Vasectomies are always funny.  Especially watching a big guy like you squirm over the fact.”

“It is my balls we’re talking about,” Shane snapped, grabbing the fifty-pound dumbbells. It was one of those times he’d rather not have Carponti chirping in his ear.

“If a vasectomy is such a big deal, then why do it?” Carponti placed the bottle in his prosthetic hand. “There’s other ways of preventing pregnancy, you know.”

“We’ve talked about all of those. She had a bad reaction to an IUD. Anything hormone-based is out. And condoms scare the shit out of me.”

“Did we have a bad experience with a condom?”

Shane groaned, wishing he hadn’t said anything. “When I was seventeen, I had a condom break on me. The girl and I spent the rest of the month terrified she was pregnant.” He glanced at Carponti. “So while I appreciate that you think me getting my balls clipped is amusing, this isn’t all that funny.”

“Maybe not, but watching you freak out about it certainly is.”

“You’re so good for morale.”

“You can bitch all you want, but I still don’t see why there aren’t other options.”

Why? Shane ground his teeth and counted as he curled the weights. He’d read the literature about Jen’s specific cancer. Everything he read created a little more fear that he could lose her. Shane did not do well with fear. If the only thing he could control in the equation was his sperm, he was doing that.

Sometimes, at night, when the nightmares came, it was no longer his soldiers who’d died in the war haunting his sleep. Sometimes, it was Jen, bleeding out in his arms.  He didn’t tell her that. Every time he tried, the emotion got jammed up halfway between his throat and his mouth.

Jen wasn’t a random number in a study. She was his heart and soul, and while she was determined to live a normal life and not let the cancer define her, every time they made love, he was aware of the risk.

The worst part about it all? He wanted kids with her, too. But the risk was too great.

“Hello? Candyass who’s stressing about getting his balls chopped off? Why is a vasectomy the only option for you not to get her pregnant?”

Shane finished his set. “Because it’s the smart thing to do. Condoms break. Birth control fails.” Carponti was probably about to accuse him of writing country songs again. “This is the only one-hundred-percent sure option.”

“You could always be in a celibate marriage with her,” Carponti said dryly.

“Yeah, and then she bangs the FedEx guy when I’m in the field.”

Carponti snorted and coughed. “That’s just wrong.”

Shane dropped the weights, the muscles in his left arm screaming. He was nearly back to his previous strength in his upper body, but sometimes his bones liked to remind him that no, he was never going to be as good as he’d been before.

It frustrated him that there were more aches and pains now. More stiffness just getting out of bed in the morning. But he was determined to heal, so he could get back to leading soldiers.

Because that’s what he did.

Beside him, Carponti finished not choking on his drink. “You’re serious about this. You’re really going to let a doctor near your nutsack with a scalpel?”

“Will you just drop it? I shouldn’t have said anything to you, damn it.”

“What? I just want to be sure you’re making the best, most informed decision.” Carponti grinned. “You’re going to let me see the cut, right?”

Shane just shot him a baleful glare and Carponti held up both hands, the soda in one. Funny, Shane was used to the prosthetic now. It no longer caught his eye like it once had. Carponti was just…Carponti. The missing hand didn’t really matter.

“Hey, so have you heard what’s going on back at battalion?” Carponti asked.

Shane picked up his water bottle and flipped open the cap. “I haven’t been in to see Sarn’t Major in a while. I’ve got a meeting with him later today. Why?”

“There’s a ton of bad shit going on. Iaconelli got in a bunch of trouble up in Colorado on a mission.”

“That’s nothing new. Ike’s always in trouble.” Shane and Sergeant First Class Reza Iaconelli had never really gotten along, which was a shame, because Ike was a damn fine infantryman.

“Yeah, well, apparently there’s a whole bunch of crap going on down there. Maybe that’s why Sarn’t Major wants to see you. See how much longer before you’re back at work?”

“Maybe.” Sarn’t Major would no doubt fill him in when he saw him later. Shane wanted to get back to work. Badly. But if Ike was screwing up again, Shane damn sure didn’t want to get back just to clean up after him.

Carponti grinned. “So, back to the more pressing matters, are you going to gift wrap your nuts and put a little bow on them and say, ‘Here baby, for Valentine’s Day, I’ve sacrificed my manhood’?”

Shane shook his head and tried not to laugh. “There’s something the matter with you. You know that, right?”

“Sure. My traumatic brain injury is acting up again.” Carponti turned toward the door as it opened. “Speaking of nuts, here’s my wife. I need to get mine out of her purse.”

Shane turned to see Nicole Carponti walking onto the physical therapy floor, looking polished and perfect. No one ever looked at her and thought she was a cop. It made her a perfect investigator.

It also made everyone wonder what the hell she was doing with a scruffy, red-headed sergeant like Vic Carponti, but hey, she’d stuck with him after he’d gotten blown up. And worse, through his incessant bad tricks with his prosthetic. Shane watched as Carponti kissed his wife on the cheek, then slung his good arm around her shoulders as they walked out. Shane was reasonably certain Carponti tried to pinch Nicole’s ass with his prosthetic.

Life was never dull around Carponti, that was for damn sure.

Shane finished his therapy in blessed silence and headed to the locker room to change back into his duty uniform. He took a deep breath, running his hand over his jaw. Last week, Jen had slipped her body over his, her slick heat caressing his bare erection, and Shane had almost died from the pleasure of skin on skin. No barriers. He didn’t know which one of them wanted it more—the desire painting her features had been beautiful. And she’d gotten bolder since then, driving him toward a little death each time he touched her. No matter how much he was tempted to make love to her without a goddamned condom, he would not risk her life for a few moments of pleasure.

He loved Jen. More than life itself. The vasectomy was a very real discussion he was going to have with her very soon.


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jessicaMore Jess:

Jessica Scott is a career army officer, mother of two daughters, three cats and three dogs, wife to a career NCO and wrangler of all things stuffed and fluffy. She is a terrible cook and even worse housekeeper, but she’s a pretty good shot with her assigned weapon and someone liked some of the stuff she wrote. Somehow, her children are pretty well adjusted and her husband still loves her, despite burned water and a messy house.


Oprah has called her. True story.


Her debut novel BECAUSE OF YOU launched Loveswept, the first Random House digital imprint.


She’s written for the New York Times At War Blog, PBS Point of View Regarding War, and IAVA. She deployed to Iraq in 2009 as part of OIF/New Dawn and is currently a company commander stationed at Fort Hood.


Most recently, she’s been featured as one of Esquire Magazine’s Americans of the Year for 2012.


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Jessica is giving away a digital copy of


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as well as Shane & Jen’s first story


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 to one lucky commenter!

International Entries Welcome



To enter please leave a comment telling us:

Who your favorite Muppet is…

or if you’re good at Wii. 😛

Contest open Feb. 15th–Feb. 22nd

winner will be chosen Feb. 23th and notified via email and in this post

and have 48 hours before another winner is chosen.

Good luck!

17 Replies to “Interview with Jessica Scott + Excerpt + Contest!”

  1. Kermit will always be *my* muppet!

    …and I suck on Wii. Not that I have one, but when my sis & fam were living with me, they did — and even the 4 year old could kick my butt in most games!


  2. My favorite muppet is Kermit, and I haven’t played on a Wii, so I’m sure I’m no good at it.
    I love Jessica Scott’s books, and I’m looking forward to reading Anything for You.

  3. My favorite muppet is Beeker or is it Beaker? I can never remember. He’s so cute and I love impersonating him!

    mestith at gmail dot com

  4. i LOVE the dudes in the balcony – statler and waldorf. they are hilarious. and of course who can pass up miss piggy?? what a sassy beotch – and fashionista!! thanks for the giveaway.
    pepperpenn42 at gmail dot com

  5. Although Kermit has mad flailing skills, for me it’s sassy Miss Piggy that is the cat’s meow! Oh and surprisingly I rock Wii Zumba,and the flying chicken but am aweful at Wii bowling! Thanks for the contest! Loved Because of You!

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