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Hello everyone I am sure you have all see the term NaNoWriMo or plain ole Nano all over social media lately. Some of you may be wondering what the heck is a Nano. We aren’t talking nanobots. Though some of my friends may be writing about them. NaNoWriMo is National November Writing Month. http://nanowrimo.org/  It’s a time for writers and aspiring writers to challenge themselves to write at least 1667 words a day to complete a first draft of a 50k novel.

I was excited to start a new series but that failed. With edits on Love Bites due and Dark Magick almost ready to release I had to pull out.

I have so much going on this month and not sure about next month. Yesterday I decided to give it a go anyhow. So I’m gonna get both edits done and write about 1700 words a day. I am not sure yet which story I am gonna do I have a few set up and ready to draft. If I don’t do the new series book one I think I will do Sweet Gypsy Rose and the Team Spirit anthology?

So yes I am crazy but I am going to give it my best shot. Wish me luck!

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What happened to the Dark Magick Release?

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Hello everyone. Today I was supposed to be announcing the release of Dark Magick. Unfortunately, I have run into a few issues. Number one, real life interfered with Dr visits and home construction putting me a little behind. Then my Beta reader told me that the story would be better if I lengthened it and made a couple more changes. I have decided I want the best quality book I can produce so instead of rushing to meet a deadline I am going to push the date out a bit farther. I hope that sometime in November, if all goes well. Besides a longer book with more witch and demon hotness isn’t a bad thing right?

Dark Magick is up on Goodreads so if you want, go take a look and add to your want to read list.

I’m a bit depressed about having to do this but I think it’s the best choice in the long run.

Until then here is a little  teaser.

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Chapter one

Bad Hair Day

Well, today was one of those days for me. Actually, it was worse than that. It turned out to be one where everything you touch breaks and everything goes wrong. It’s been one of those weeks. No, I take that back…MONTHS!

I wake up this morning to no power. The clock is blank. Darn battery backup. The battery must’ve died again. Why don’t they make a clock that tells ya when to change the backup battery? I flip open my cell phone. I have thirty minutes to get to work. FAN-FREAKIN-TASTIC! It takes me 25 minutes on a good day to drive there! I look in the mirror and yes–you guessed it–a bad hair day! I wet it, trying to detangle the wild, matted mess the best I possibly could. After about 5 minutes to no avail, I scrunch it up and add a large butterfly clip so it at least looks decent. Thank heavens, I’d laid my clothes- down to accessories- out the night before and packed my lunch. I dress as fast as I can, hoping to snag a cup of coffee at the convenience store. That is, if it has power and is open. If not, I hope I can grab a cup when I get to work.

I toss my lunch-box and purse onto the passenger seat, buckle my seat belt and turn the key. NOTHING! Really? I plop open my cell to call in, and of course there is no reception. Towers are down or circuits are full.

Shaking my head in frustration, I start walking to the convenience store, thankful there is one just around the corner. While I’m there, I need to call into work and let them know I am running late because of the power outage. Oh, and while I’m at it I’d call Eric to see if he can come fix my car and get me that much needed cup of coffee.

SNAP! POP! FLASH! Just great. More storms. Folding my hands and gazing into the sky in silent prayer, I beg and plead. Please! If anyone up there is listening, wait five more minutes! Just five more minutes till I get in the store. Oh, while you’re at it, be sure it’s open. PLEASE!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Thunder bellows, but remarkably, I make it to the store. Yes! It’s open. As I shut the door, it’s as if the heavens open up and spill an ocean.

“Thank you!” I look up to the ceiling and praise.

I must appear crazy to anyone in the store, luckily it’s only the clerk.

Glancing at the wide -eyed clerk, she says, “Uhhh, can I help ya?”

For some reason I don’t really think she means, ‘can I sell ya something?’ Blushing, I shake my head. Its best I don’t speak until I get at least one cup of coffee into me. I pour two and set them on the counter.

“Will that be all?” She looks at me hesitantly, standing a bit farther back from the counter than usual.

The scent of sausage and hot grease fills the air, making my stomach wake up and speak to me.

“I’ll take a chicken and biscuit please.” Gazing longingly at the chocolate donuts, I lick my lips “and add a jelly filled, chocolate frosted one.” Hey! I’ve had the morning from Hades already. I deserve to indulge. I glance up to the flickering lights.

“Two of each?” She looks at the two cups of coffee.

“Huh? Oh. No both of these are for me. The power is out and I need them.” I chuckle.

She hands me the change, taking great caution not to touch me. Her expression remains confused and a bit frightened as I hand her back two bills. I guess she is having a bad morning too.

“Can I get quarters for these? I need to use the payphone.”

 

Saying another quick prayer before dropping in the coins, I pray the machine works and doesn’t take my money. It’s all I have until I can get to the bank.

CHA CHING! The dial tone is music to my ears. I call work first. It seems to take forever for the operator to answer. I should’ve known better than to call before having at least one cup of coffee. I’m grouchier than a lion that hasn’t been fed in a week without my coffee.

Finally! After minutes that felt like hours, I get an answer. Then I have to let her run through her, ‘Thank you for calling and how may I direct you spiel.’

“Hey, Maggie, it’s Fallon”

“Let me guess. You’re either gonna be late or not coming in?”

“I’m not coming in.” I give her a rundown of my morning.

“You and over half the store. I’ll direct you to HR. I’m tired of being yelled at.”

“I’m sorry, but even if I wanted to walk, I doubt I could get there today since I live 20 miles across the river.” I’m getting tired of her hateful tone. I eye the cup of coffee that is getting cold on me. I know the station coffee isn’t the best but my mouth is watering like I’m looking at an elixir from the Gods.

“Not my problem” I hear a click and a couple of beeps as I’m being transferred. She was right. The human resource manager did yell. Oh well. I don’t really care. I take a long swig of my coffee and a bite of the biscuit; I chew it slowly enjoying each bite. I decide to wait until I get home to tackle the messy donut. I plan to sit and savor the devil out of that baby. The second cup of coffee is nestled carefully in the bag with plenty of paper towels to keep it upright.

I drop in two more quarters and dial my boyfriend Eric’s number, hoping he answers. I can see him lying there in bed, nothing on but the covers pulled up to his neck. As he sits up to answer the phone, the covers slide down revealing his toned, hairy chest. Damn, I’d rather be there running my fingers through those soft curls than standing here in the rain freezing my butt off!

“This better be good,” Eric’s voice slurs, groggy from sleep, but still oh, so sexy.

“It’s me.” Who in Hades does he think it is? Then I realize the number from the pay phone won’t show and he will have no clue it’s me.

“Fallon?”

“How many other ‘Me’s’ do you have calling?” I know I sound rather snarky. He had better be glad snarky was all I sounded with my current mood.

“Thankfully, as much as I love you, there is only one of you.” He chuckles. The sound of his chuckle sends shivers straight to my stomach and lower still.

I revel in the thought of his wavy blonde hair all tousled, a sleepy, just woke up look on his face, my mind clouds, almost making me forget my troubles. I sigh, wishing I were there in his warm bed, wrapped in his strong arms. Instead I am standing at a pay phone, on a wet sidewalk, with water soaking my shoes and a cool drizzle in the air.

“Why are you blocking your number, Fal?”

“I’m not. I’m at a pay phone.” I repeat my story yet again.

“Shit! That’s one hell of a morning.”

“Eric, please don’t cuss. I’ve had a bad enough morning already, don’t jinx me please.” I beg.

“So did you spill the salt last night or have a black cat cross your path?” He sniggers.

Double release for A.M.Author and Giveaway

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Hello everyone! Today I am gossiping –oops—chatting with AM. Author about their new releases Foundation of Trust and Stand By You.

How did you come up with the title? Does it have a special meaning?

For FOUNDATION OF TRUST, the title absolutely has a meaning. I wanted to keep with the theme of the other Cost of Repairs novels, as well as keep the title style. Trust is the main issue at play between the main characters of David and Owen. They’ve both been hurt, they’ve hurt each other, and there has been miscommunication between them, so at the start of the novel, there is a huge lack of trust. Rebuilding that trust is what will give them a foundation upon which to establish a new relationship.

For STAND BY YOU, the title came from the marketing department. I’d had a different title throughout the editing process, but at one point someone said no, give us other options. STAND BY YOU was the option they chose.

 

Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?

I don’t generally like to write “message books.” Do readers find meaning in the stories? I hope so. Do I tend to deal with timely or difficult subject matter? Definitely. If FOUNDATION OF TRUST had a message, I think it would be about honestly and forgiveness. You can’t let go and truly love another person if a part of your heart is still angry or hateful. Even if that hate is part of your past, you need to let go and move forward. For STAND BY YOU, I think the message could be no matter how broken or damage, or unlovable you think you are, chances are you’re wrong.

 

When you start a book, do you already have the whole story in your head or is it built progressively ?

It really depends on the book. STAND BY YOU came to me nearly fully formed. I knew the characters, their families, their histories, and I knew pretty much exactly how the story would play out. It’s one of the mostly quickly written books of my career, because the story just came pouring out of me.

FOUNDATION OF TRUST was less so. The two heroes had such a complicated history that I honestly wasn’t sure how I was going to find their happily ever after. I learned it all as I wrote, and sometimes those guy surprised me with the things they said and did.

 

If your book was made into a movie who would play the parts?

Hmmm….FOUNDATION OF TRUST. Justin Hartley as David Weller (he has that suave, arrogant, totally gorgeous thing going), and Owen Hart…I’ve seen some recent pictures of Zachary Levi sporting dark hair and scruff. If he could pull off a muddled Australian accent, I could see him opposite Justin.

STAND BY YOU. I don’t even think I could cast this film. Romy and Brendan are so clear to me in my head that I wouldn’t even know where to start in considering actors.

What is the book you would bring with you on a desert island?

Watership Down by Richard Adams. It is by far my favorite novel. It’s long and dense, with so much mythology and detail that by the time you get to the end, you easily reread from the beginning. And don’t be afraid of it because it’s about rabbits. It’s a fantastic novel about adventure and friendship and loyalty.

 

If this is part of a series  what’s next? What are you working on now?

Both of these novels wrap up the series that they are a part of. STAND BY YOU is the third book in a loosely connected trilogy. I do have another book in that same universe that is technically a spin-off, as it focuses on a different group of friends. GETTING IT RIGHT will come out with Carina early 2015. I’m also finishing up the sequel to that one.

FOUNDATION OF TRUST is last the Cost of Repairs book for now. However (don’t panic!), I have a spin-off series in the works that stays in Pennsylvania, but moves out of Stratton and onto a different set of characters. The first in that series, THE TRUTH AS HE KNOWS IT, releases 2/10/15, and I’m currently working on the sequel that one. I’m also working on a standalone novel featuring a character you’ll meet in FOUNDATION OF TRUST. So there are lots of new books and characters to look forward to for 2015!

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Book Name: Foundation of Trust

Goodreads Links:

Foundation of Trust: 

Publisher: Foundation of Trust: Samhain Publishing

Cover Artist: Foundation of Trust: Lyn Taylor

 

Foundation of Trust:

David Weller thought he had it all—a loving partner who gave him a ring, a steady job he didn’t hate, and so much hope for the future. But in the wake of a devastating diagnosis, everything he thought was solid and real lay in pieces at his feet.

Four years later, he’s still sifting through the rubble of his life. His catering partnership occupies his days, while his nights are filled with dangerous sexual hookups and very bad decisions. Then the last person he ever expected to see again walks back into his life.

Owen Hart’s single biggest regret is the way he was forced to leave David behind—no explanations, no chance to make it right. Until now. Finally free of eight years of lies, Owen’s back for the only man he’s ever loved.

An incendiary encounter in a club proves that time hasn’t weakened their physical connection, but David’s wounds run deeper than Owen’s deception. And if David can’t first forgive, Owen doesn’t have a second chance in hell.

Warning: This book contains an Australian transplant with a head full of secrets, a party planner with enough baggage to sink a battleship, and a surly teenager who just wants them both to get over themselves.

 

Excerpt

Foundation of Trust:
A shadow drifted across Owen’s face—the same shadow that had been there almost constantly that first year.  An angry shadow that had diminished under the brilliance of their love for each other.  “We had to, me and my son both.  Michael was born Benjamin Hadley Swenson.”

“But why?”  David needed to know why he’d been lied to for so long.  Why he’d fallen in love with a man whose name he never really knew.

“To protect us from the man who killed Michael’s mother and grandfather.”

“You told me his mother was killed during a home invasion.”

“I used parts of the truth to fashion the lie.  Makes it easier to remember.  She was killed by a man who had no business in that house, but he wasn’t there to rob anyone.  He was a dangerous man, and I did what I had to do to protect my son.”

Foundation of Trust:

Samhain: http://store.samhainpublishing.com/foundation-trust-p-73638.html

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/foundation-of-trust-am-arthur/1119742287?ean=9781619221765

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Foundation-Trust-Cost-Repairs-Arthur-ebook/dp/B00KT23WJU/ref=pd_rhf_se_p_d_1

 

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Stand by You

Categories: Contemporary, Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance

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Stand by You: Publisher Carina Press

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Stand by You

Three months after his rescue from an abusive boyfriend, twenty-two-year-old Romy Myers has landed his first legitimate job—bussing tables at his friend’s new coffee shop. The job has brought him some stability after years of abuse have left him feeling damaged and broken. He’s working hard on his panic and social anxiety, and those things are often tempered by the big, burly presence of Brendan Walker.

From the moment ex-football player Brendan helped rescue Romy from his ex’s abuse, he’s wanted to protect him. And he does, from a distance, with joking text messages, a new gym routine to toughen him up and a genuine friendship. So far it’s been easy—but Brendan’s feelings aren’t just friendly anymore…

When an argument spirals out of control, a hot and heavy make-out session causes Romy’s friendship with supposedly straight Brendan to reach a new level. The last thing Romy wants is to fall for another guy who could potentially shatter him, but Brendan also wakes up a part of him he thought had been destroyed by violence—his heart.

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“So make a plan for yourself.” Romy was getting excited over the idea of Brendan going back to college—maybe because Romy had never gone and probably never would. He didn’t even have his GED. And here he was giving Brendan career advice when the longest job he’d ever held in his life was as a hooker. “Figure out what it will cost to go back and finish. Figure out how you’ll save the money. Nothing is impossible, Bren, not if you want it bad enough.”

Brendan looked at him, chocolate brown eyes catching his, and something in that moment changed. Like a snap or a zing, Romy couldn’t describe it. Only that his words had touched something in Brendan, and that something leapt across the space between them and right into Romy. His pulse raced.

Oh crap.

Romy broke eye contact first, using the untwisting of his bottle cap as an excuse to kill the odd charge between them. Not happening. Not again, and not with Brendan. Brendan wasn’t even gay!

Was he?

You can buy Stand by You at Stand by You:

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Meet A.M. Arthur

Author Bio: A.M. Arthur was born and raised in the same kind of small town that she likes to write about, a stone’s throw from both beach resorts and generational farmland.  She’s been creating stories in her head since she was a child and scribbling them down nearly as long, in a losing battle to make the fictional voices stop.  She credits an early fascination with male friendships (bromance hadn’t been coined yet back then) and “The Young Riders” with her later discovery of and subsequent love affair with m/m romance stories.

When not exorcising the voices in her head, she toils away in a retail job that tests her patience and gives her lots of story fodder. She can also be found in her kitchen, pretending she’s an amateur chef and trying to not poison herself or others with her cuisine experiments.

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You can  find her online (http://amarthur.blogspot.com/), as well as on Twitter (http://twitter.com/am_arthur), Tumblr (http://www.tumblr.com/blog/am-arthur), and Facebook (A.m. Arthur).

A.M. Arthur’s work is available from Samhain Publishing, Carina Press, Dreamspinner Press, and Musa Publishing.

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Love’s Home by Iyana Jenna

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Book Name: Love’s Home

Author Name: Iyana Jenna

Publisher: JMS Books

Cover Artist: Written Ink Designs | http://written-ink.com

Pages: 268 pages

 

 

 

 

 

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Sometimes you need a break, to get away somewhere, but in the end you always return to a place you call home. The saying goes, “Home is where the heart is.” It doesn’t matter if it’s big or small, pretty or shabby, what matters is it’s your Love’s Home.

This collection features five of Iyana Jenna’s best-selling gay contemporary romance stories. A homeless PA finds a home in an actor’s life. An abduction almost steals a man from his loving boyfriend. A love triangle nearly ruins everything. A sex slave is rescued by an unlikely savior. A young man discovers a new home after he loses everything.

Contains the stories:

  • A Home for Jesse
  • A Single Black Rose
  • Misunderstandings
  • Will and Pleasure
  • Ya Like That?

You can buy it here:

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Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/ZJKDAj

Here’s a little more! Excerpts:

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A Home for Jesse

This ain’t so bad. Jesse pats his laden backpack. He stretches himself on the bench and lowers his head onto the bag, grimacing at the bumps pressing against his head and neck. Awesome. He is going to have major cricks and headaches come morning. That is if he’s not suffering from early signs of pneumonia.

Jesse shifts and grunts and finally gives up. He sits up, takes off his jacket, and spreads it over his front before he lies down again. Moving a bit again to find the most comfortable position, he thinks, Fuck, now my shorts are stuck in the crack of my ass. Jesse reaches down and pulls them free — ah, that’s better.

He takes a deep breath. So he’s a bum now, is he? His ma would be heartbroken if she knew. She could blame him for being such a hard head and insisting on having his own way. Jesse stares blankly at the leaves swaying on treetops, at the shadows of the swings dancing in the dark, at the stars blinking mockingly down at him. At least the fact that they are up there means that the sky is cloudless and Jesse doesn’t need to worry about the possibility of rain tonight. Getting soaked when the only place he has to sleep is this park would be a pain in the ass, not to mention hazardous to his health. Jesse also hopes no cops will come patrolling tonight.

Weary to the bone, Jesse curls both hands under the side of his face and gives in to slumber.

Author Bio:

Iyana writes M/M short stories and novellas. Her works have been published by Evernight Publishing, JMS Books, Books to Go Now, Torquere Press, Bitten Press, Leap of Faith Publishing, Breathless Press, and Alfie Dog Fiction.

Iyana lives in Jakarta, a city famous for its traffic jams, a lot of cars and motorcycles, and people selling stuff on the roads. You can spend two hours on the road going to a place you can reach in half an hour in a normal situation. Thanks to the traffic jams, though, Iyana can come up with a lot of stories, mostly shorties, as she prefers to spend the time during her trips writing into her cell phone rather than sleeping.

Another thing Iyana loves is kitties. Right now she has three of them. Their names are Cil, Horus, and Betsy, and one kitten. When she doesn’t write, she plays with them, or they would play with her when she writes.

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Hi everyone. Not quite back on the road but heading in the right direction.I’m having to wade through all the puddles and bramble. We will make it though.

Last night I had another disaster. I typed in two prologues, printed chapter 3 and prologues. I went to get out the other two chapters and couldn’t find them anywhere. Since I wiped out my files on the open office, I do not have a copy of chapter two.

I looked everywhere. I have many folders in a notebook sorted by books and scenes, characters etc. I looked for 45 minutes before i found them.  I sat up all night and reorganized. Today I purchased (well daddy did) 2 notebook binders. I’m gonna have a separate notebook for each book.

I finally found my chapters right under my nose

Today I spent with dad and the sisters. We shopped most of the day and then I worked on my baby blanket for a friend. I did manage to write out a few more character profiles.

Tomorrow I’ll be with dad again and Sunday is church so I won’t get much-writing done. I am gonna pick a project to carry with me though.

Well in a few days we should be back on the road. I wonder what is ahead. Till then

SEE YA SOON!

Hanging in there

7-25-11

Hi everyone. Welcome back. Sorry, I haven’t posted in a few days. Dad is home for a visit and we don’t see him much so I’ve been going out there to visit and getting home late. It’s been a nice few days. I do take my book stuff along. My sister the youngest one read my first three chapters and prologue. She said it was actually good. She found it interesting and said she would actually read it. She also said she doesn’t read at all. so for her to say that is really good. If any of you know us you know I’m not her favorite person and she definitely isn’t saying that because she is my sister. I was so proud. I will  trudge along. I may be taking a side trip for a couple weeks. I may go home with dad, if I do I won’t get to post much he has no computer or internet. Hopefully, I’ll get new inspiration there so I’ll see ya all soon.

 

Side trip cancelled.

7-26

Hello everyone. Today I found out my side trip may be cancelled. We ran into a glitch with husband’s check but it will all workout. I may not get to go home with dad. I really wanted too. I needed new inspiration and a lesson or two from sis-n-law on the word program. I didn’t work on the book yet today. I had to clean house. I haven’t been home much this week. I got a lot done yesterday though. Tonight I will type up a couple more characterizations. Tomorrow I need to wrap up the first three chapters and characterizations for my daughter’s birthday gift. I sure hope she likes it. We are going to have an eggroll dinner for her. I guess I will be seeing you guys tomorrow and we will see what comes next. BYE for now.

 

Finding my sanity

7-28

HELLO EVERYONE! Welcome back. We still are not back on the road yet but will be soon. I am not sure about my side trip yet should know something tomorrow. I was looking forward to it, but as in all good things, it has it downsides too. It will be all up to God’s plan. I know he has one. I also know my problems are just tiny little mites compared to some of my other friends.

 

I still have been working on the book. I’ve been typing up character profiles, looking up some things making lists of things I still need to research etc. It is amazing what work there is in writing. Then there is publishing, and then marketing, it’s never ending. then i found out last night keeping it alive. yep that’s what  one of the sites said that after the initial breakthrough then you still got to keep it promoted, word out there etc. or it will just die on the bookstore shelves and not sell no more than could become a loss if it sits too long.

But, on the good side if I hadn’t started this project I would have gone insane. I had completely lost myself after the surgery and retirement. I know why God laid this on me to bring me back to myself. It was my pinch or punch to wake up and get back on my feet. so I am back chasing rainbows like I always have. I get up and get dressed at a reasonable hour. Sad to say I work longer hours on this counting the reading of books for it and research typing organizing etc. than I did on my old job. Yes, this is a job even though I do not get paid. Hopefully, in a few days my daughter will leave me a message about my characters and the first three chapters. It will all be worthwhile. My sister already gave me encouragement and I was shocked. Like I said in the first post, it’s odd where your encouragement comes from and who doesn’t  even acknowledge. It’s a real eye-opener. I’m gonna get off here tonight and get into my  book world I have two awesome men to work with tonight and really need to create a few more. Come check them out. They are real dreamboats!!!

 

CREATIVE OR JUST PLAIN CRAZY?

7-29

Hello everybody. Today has been another slow road. I still have been busy with dad down and all. Today I had to take time out was gone all day I do still manage to get something in of the evenings. We had to meet with the lawyers at 930 then after that went to Kennett to the social security office then had to go to Sikeston this afternoon for Alan’s Dr Appointment. About 430-5 I went to dads till about 730. Tonight I am gonna try to send my Sis-n-law her copy of the first three chapters to start editing and maybe my character profiles I have done also.

The character profiles are my topic for the day. I really love them. Especially my men they are so awesome. It’s kinda strange how I build my characters. When I first started the story, I had the main character Blaze Velamore. She evolved into Blaise Velamore. Then I had my second character Roman, he hasn’t changed much (I doubt seriously there could be any improvement here). He does still need a true name and a year of birth and place of birth. It will come it always does just out of the blue. Then I have had Alexander Devereaux since the beginning he hasn’t changed much either well yes he did he started out a big man like Roman with dark hair. I realized my characters were too similar in appearance and he became much shorter with honey hair. He is perfect now. His personality grows a lot though.

I have some of the minor characters in book one developed also, especially in the first three chapters. I have to develop new ones for the plot. I try and try but it just don’t work like that. One comes in my head and starts to grow right there. When it is ready, it screams to get out. Like last night with Malachi. He has been there since the beginning when the second book was book one. However, I didn’t finish him up or put him on paper since he may not get born till then. Last night he nagged me and nagged me. I could see him so plainly. I couldn’t sleep. I finally got up put him on paper then fine-tuned him. He is so awesome. No, he still wasn’t done with me. He has a twin sister that is his polar opposite- his other half. He made me put her on paper too.  Then I slept.

Another example is another character from book two. At the time I created him it was book one. So I put him aside. His name was Nathan Lasorti as werewolf. But the character kept telling me his name was wrong. I tried and tried to find a new name then decided he could wait, book one had to come first. Then one night he woke me up. He had his name. Mathew Lagrange. it’s perfect. However, I’d liked something more cooler than Mathew. So am I crazy or just creative. I don’t know you tell me, tomorrow. See ya later  never know where the journey will go next.

 

Stalled

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Hello everyone. Today we are stalled. I just haven’t had time to write today at all. It wasn’t a total loss. I did however get a friend to email me a way to email my files to sister-n-law so she can get to work on them soon.

I haven’t felt very good today. I had a mild seizure this afternoon and  had to rest most the afternoon. Dad and I had a good afternoon just lazying about watching movies. I can call that study. I watched League of Extraordinary Gentlemen and Secretariat. Secretariat was OK, the League was great. I have seen it before but with my memory loss issues, it was like new.

Tomorrow we have fifth Sunday at church so I’ll be out all day again. Maybe Monday we will get unstalled and back on the road. I may still be going off on the side trip though. I’ll know that Monday also.

Therefore, until Monday I’ll see ya.

 

 

AMAZING–IT HAS HAPPENED AGAIN.

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 I hadn’t really planned to blog today. I was feeling bad and really hadn’t done much today. I really hadn’t even planned to get back on the computer tonight. I am glad I did. My nephew had made a post, a verse he made up about forked roads and decisions. It was identical to the ending of this first book. I was looking for a verse more something on the terms of revelations. I read revelations several times looking for the perfect verse but found nothing. So I decided to wait and look something  up on the net. Something with the word revelation in it. Funny how this project has its own mind. It is almost scary but now I have my verse and it is original and inspires my cover of which I had no idea what to put. Now I need an artist. Not going to worry cause when the time is right I’ll have my cover and it probably won’t be what I’m  thinking right now.  Thanks, Nephew you are too awesome. See, your purpose now? Love ya. Well, Nite everyone, it looks as if the side trip is cancelled. The Journey will begin again Wednesday or so. Unless it takes another path.

The land of maple syrup, hockey, lumberjacks, thick bacon and ZOMBIES

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Before I start chatting about zombies I`d like to thank Cathy for having me back again, she must be getting tired of seeing me here. I`m like a bad penny, or that creepy third cousin that shows up at family affairs, or a zombie virus outbreak. Nice segue huh?

I know that many people just cannot think about romance and zombies being in the same book. I mean that is just squicky, and nasty, right? Well, not necessarily. If you stop and think about it, when would love ever be more important? The world is falling apart, the dead are rising up, and the Twinkies are all gone. Having someone to love and cuddle during such a horrendous time would certainly make survival that much easier. Just think of Daryl and Carol. Go on. I’ll give you a minute. *Takes moment to enjoy recollections of Norman Reedus looking all sexy and whatnot*

Yeah, recalling their reunion made me tear up too. See, love and romance and spicy things are needed when one is facing an apocalypse. With that in mind, may I present my newest novella in the Two Guys zom-rom-com series?

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Blurb:

Paul and Gordon aren’t your typical zombie hunters. They’re a loving couple of educators who might be infected by the virus that is turning the world’s population into mindless, undead eating machines. So why haven`t they turned?  Well, Gordon has a theory about that. He suspects that those who march under the rainbow flag just might be carrying the cure for the plague in their bloodstream. Zendra, the massive pharmaceutical company where the mutated virus was made, certainly seems to be in a hurry to round up all the gay survivors they can grab.

To avoid the clutches of Zendra, Paul, his partner Gordon, and a ragtag band of survivors head into the Great White North – the land of maple syrup, hockey, lumberjacks, and thick bacon. Here they plan to spend the winter, hopefully safe from roaming bands of undead, militaristic companies with far too much power, seedy groups of other survivors, and the always dreaded moose. Can two guys in love lead a motley crew to safety?

Two Guys Walk Into An Apocalypse 3: He`s a Lumberjack and He’s Undead is available at the Torquere Press Store, as well as all major eBook retailers.

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My sigh and a steady but thin stream of urine pattering on the pine needles and last fall’s dead leaves were the only noises until something stepped on a branch directly behind me. The dead bough cracked like a pistol. My urine stopped flowing as my heart dropped into my gut. A hot breath blew over the back of my neck causing every fine hair to stand up on end. The exhalation stank of rotten teeth and pond scum. With one hand, I tucked the shriveled beast back into its BVD cage. If a phobie was going to rip me into strips I was not dying with my *#*#  out. That’s just a thing I have. Death can claim me but my genitals will be covered if I can manage it.

With a very unhurried demeanor and a sudden weakness in my legs and knees, I simultaneously reached behind my back for the gun while I swiveled my head around. The largest brown eyes I have ever seen gazed down at me. The creature shook its massive head and blew snot from its nostrils. My fingertips skimmed the gun as a scream of sheer horror escaped me. The moose promptly freaked out. It bulled forward (I know, it’s funny isn’t it? Bull plus moose. Ha. Ha. God, I hate moose) as if someone had rammed a hot poker up its bunghole.

I pulled the gun free and fired. The moose got over being scared and got royally pissed off, which was rather a bit of irony since I now was fearful of losing control of my bladder. Where I hit the monstrous beast from hell I do not know but I think we can rest assured that it was not a killing shot. Bullwinkle threw his head to the left and right. I turned to run, was hit in the shoulder by a moose brow and was thrown to the side like some insignificant gay Raggedy Andy. My face met a tree, my gun flew from my hand, and Sir Moose attacked the nearest bush thinking — in its brilliant moose way — that the bush was the man who had screamed in its face and then shot beside its ear. I watched all this from the ground where I was balled up in a fetal position, whimpering about the sap on my lower lip.

My shot must have roused the camp, for within a moment (although between you and me it felt much more like several hours) the sound of people crashing through the woods broke through the snorting, thrashing, and pawing the long-headed cousin of Bambi was doing. A brilliant light swept the area. I screamed. The moose spun from his bush battle. Rider and Gordon skidded into the scene, the beams from their flashlights hitting the moose right in his ugly, flubbery face. Gordon raised a shotgun into the air but never got the chance to shoot. The moose plunged between the men, sending both diving to opposite sides. Bouncing shafts of light accompanied the departure of the moose as he crashed away into the land of nightmares.

“Sweet Jeezus,” I heard Rider pant somewhere in the darkness. “Damned shame I didn’t have my deer rifle, we could have eaten on that bitch for a month.”

“Paul, are you okay?” my partner called as he struggled to get to his feet and locate his flashlight.

A mousey sound tumbled from me. I coughed and tried several times to find my voice. When I located it down by my spleen, I had a question for my saviors. “Did– Did he mean ‘bitch’ like that animal was a female, or like some sort of rural Southern expression like ‘Damn son, we could have eaten on that bitch for a week!’ when in actuality the beast was a male?”

Want to know what I thought about it? Here is my review:

 

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Author Bio:

     V.L. Locey loves worn jeans, belly laughs, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, one dog, two cats, a steer named after a famous N.H.L. goalie, and a flock of assorted domestic fowl.

 

When not writing lusty tales, she can be found enjoying her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania, fresh cup of java in hand.

I love to meet new friends and fans! You can find me at-

 

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My blog- http://thoughtsfromayodelinggoatherder.blogspot.com/

 

More V.L. Locey Torquere Press books:

 Two Guys Walk Into An Apocalypse (Part of the He Loves Me For My Brainssss anthology), Two Guys Walk Into An Apocalypse 2:It Came From Birmingham, Love of the Hunter, Goaltender`s Penalty, All I Want for Christmas, Every Sunday at One (Part of the 2013 Charity Sip Anthology), Night of the Jackal, An Erie Halloween.

 And coming soon exclusively from Torquere Press . . . An Erie Operetta and Early To Rise – A Toms & Tabbies Tale.

 

 

 

Shifting Hearts by Silvia Violet

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Book Name: Shifting Hearts (Wild R Farm 6)

Author Name: Silvia Violet

Publisher: Silvia Violet Books

Cover Artist: Meredith Russell

Categories: Contemporary, M/M Romance, Paranormal, Romance, Western/Cowboy

 

 

 

 

 

After experiencing what happens when someone you love walks away and never looks back, Brandon decided love was for fools. Then he spent a summer with Zach. He struggled against feelings that grew every time he and Zach were together, telling himself they were just having a fling. When Zach confessed his love one hot summer night, Brandon panicked. He scoffed at Zach and made sure he walked away first.

fter experiencing what happens when someone you love walks away and never looks back, Brandon decided love was for fools. Then he spent a summer with Zach. He struggled against feelings that grew every time he and Zach were together, telling himself they were just having a fling. When Zach confessed his love one hot summer night, Brandon panicked. He scoffed at Zach and made sure he walked away first.

 

Three years later, their paths cross again when Zach becomes the vet at Wild R Farm where Brandon works. Brandon realizes his feelings haven’t changed, but Zach treats Brandon with scorn despite Brandon’s every attempt to show Zach he’s no longer the self-centered man he used to be. When a night out ends with Brandon driving Zach home, confessions are made on both sides, and hope begins to build in Brandon’s heart.

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Brandon settled his and Zach’s tabs and managed to get Zach to his truck without incident. “Did you drive here?”

“Nope, Martin picked me up.”

Brandon snorted again. Fucking Martin. The two of them together was so not going to happen.

Zach giggled. “I’ve always loved it when you go all ferocious stallion.”

Oh fuck. “Just get in the truck, Zach.” Brandon helped him step up and maneuver himself into the passenger seat.

“It’s fucking wrong.“ Zach said as he laid his head back on the seat.

“What is?”

“That you’re so fucking hot.”

No. No, no, no. This was not happening. “Just close your eyes and stop talking. You’ll be better off that way.” Maybe he’d pass out and then Brandon’s dick could stop reacting to his soft words and beautiful eyes and everything that made him the only man Brandon really wanted.

“No, I’ll forget it all. Best thing about being drunk. I might as well say what I want because who will care later.”

“I will.”

“Nah, you never did. That’s what makes it so unfair.”

Brandon rubbed his forehead, trying to ward off a massive headache. “You’re wrong about that. I—”

“What? You didn’t mean to look at me like I was a bug you wanted to squash when I said I loved you?”

“You’re drunk. Really fucking drunk, and I’d be an idiot to say anything now. More of an idiot than I already have been and—”

“Fuck, you’re babbling.” Zach looked extremely amused.

Brandon scowled at him. “Nope, it’s your imagination”

“It’s not.”

“Yeah, it is”

Zach grinned. “You could kiss me to shut me up.”

My Review

This is  book 6 in the Wild R Farms series. You may want to read the series in order to better understand who all the characters are, but, this is my first and I followed along fine. I do want to go back and read them all to see How Brandon and Zach first met and all, but the back story let me enjoy this quite well.

Brandon is a horse-shifter and his past holds him back from loving anyone.  This story picks up with Brandon three years after ditching Zach. He regrets his decision, but doesn’t want to risk being rejected by Zach.

Zach is back in town as the vet and doing what he has always wanted, being a small town vet, though his job requires him to go out to the Wild R farm where Brandon is now working. He has been dating other men but his heart still belongs with Brandon. He doesn’t want to risk being hurt again, but something about Brandon seems to have changed.

I really liked the cowboys being shifter idea and I love new types of shifter. Horses really seem quite appropriate for a cowboy shifter story. There are other shifter too and Cole is a wolf shifter so we also get our classic shifter as well as something different.  I liked that at first in the story, I wasn’t completely smitten with Brandon and he grew on me as he grew in the story. The storyline was basic but interesting.  I thought the scenes with Zach riding Brandon as a stallion was very intriguing and intimate.

If you like unique shifter, cowboys, second chances and some really hot man-sex this is definitely for you!

 

Meet the author

Silvia Violet writes erotic romance in a variety of genres including paranormal, contemporary, sci fi, and historical. She can be found haunting coffee shops looking for the darkest, strongest cup of coffee she can find. Once equipped with the needed fuel, she can happily sit for hours pounding away at her laptop. Silvia typically leaves home disguised as a suburban stay-at-home-mom, and other coffee shop patrons tend to ask her hilarious questions like “Do you write children’s books?” She loves watching the looks on their faces when they learn what she’s actually up to. When not writing, Silvia enjoys baking sinfully delicious treats, exploring new styles of cooking, and reading to her incorrigible offspring.

 

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Stranded

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Title: Stranded

Series: Anthology

 Author: Alina Popescu, Michael P. Thomas, Kim Fielding, Asta Idonea, Rob Colton, Nephylim, Lily G. Blunt, Eric Gober, Nikka Michaels, Louise Lyons, Kiri Fox, Sarah Hayes, and jn Olsen.

 Genre: dystopian futures, historicals, contemporary romances, and sci-fi paranormal, angels, time travelers, and Vikings

 Length: 294 pages

 ISBN: B00O3A3DY8

 Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing

 Heat Level: moderate to explicit Heart Rating: ♥♥♥♥♥

 

DEFINITION:

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  • (of a boat, sailor, or sea creature) left aground on a shore.

“a stranded whale”

  • left without the means to move from somewhere.

“he offers a lift to a stranded commuter”

 

The boys in this collection of short stories have most definitely been left STRANDED!

 

They’ve been shipwrecked and abandoned.

 

Marooned and cast away.

 

And left helpless and high and dry.

 

But you should never underestimate the tenacity of the human heart… 

STORIES INCLUDED:

 

CRAVING STAINS

Alina Popescu

Trapped since birth in a sterile, hospital-like apartment, Wynn longs to break free to experience the world.

Enter Doyle.

But is Doyle real, or is he just a figment of Wynn’s imagination?

 

SAY CHEESE

Michael P. Thomas

Sitcom sensation Felix Medrano, America’s Sweetheart, throws a star-studded surprise party for his sweetheart, beanpole barkeep Grover Shepherd.

It’s a smash, save for one detail: Shep is a no-show.

Who’d have thought it would be so hard to pop the question?

 

STANDBY

Kim Fielding

Who’d have thought being stranded at the airport could possibly have some long term benefits?

Certainly not Tom.

But then he hadn’t bargained on meeting Rafael

 

THE RAIDER

Asta Idonea

The gods truly do work in mysterious ways as Thorstein found out when he was left for dead on the battle field of a foreign land.

 

 

THE BUCKLE

Rob Colton

One ditching and one rescue later, Hayden discovers the use of a telephone isn’t the only offer that’s on the table…

 

ARI

Nephylim

Benji and Ari have spent their lives feeling lost and alone, stranded between genders.

Can they help each other stop unravelling?

 

OPPOSITES ATTRACT

Lily G. Blunt

Chris and Andreas are opposites in character.

Both fear the other wants to move on.

Can being stranded on a mountainside resolve the doubt that is threatening to tear them apart?

 

OUT OF ORDER

Eric Gober

Rob was the one who got away.

Trent stumbles upon him during a trip to San Francisco

Right before a deadly earthquake

 

 

DATING FOR DEAFIES

Nikka Michaels

If Evan York keeps hiding from the world behind his laptop he might miss out on something special.

Will he find the courage?

 

ONE SNOWY NIGHT

Louise Lyons

One snowy night, Keith Brambles learns that appearances can be deceptive.

 

THE CLIMB

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Jessie went camping with friends expecting to have some fun and maybe drink a little beer.

Instead, he found his perfect man

but is he real or just a dream?

 

DID YOU LEAVE ANY FOR ME

Sarah Hayes

Two ex-lovers, one hotel room, and one random act of technology.

Will they fall out or fall back in love?

 

SWEETNESS AND STRENGTH

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Miles makes one seemingly small and inconsequential decision that turns out to be not so small and inconsequential after all.

 

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Cat’s Meow ~~reviews that Purrrrr– White Chalk

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Hello everyone! Today I want to talk about a book I recently read that really struck home with me. If you have or know of anyone that struggles with cutting themselves or any self-harm you may want to read this or buy them a copy too.

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Title: White-Chalk

 

Author: Pavarti  K. Tyler

 

Genre: coming of age,

 

Length: 272 pages

 

 

 Publisher: Evolved Publishing (July 7th 2013)

 Heat Level:   Heart Rating: ♥♥♥♥♥

 

Blurb: Evolved Publishing presents an intimate glance inside teenage angst and confusion, and one talented but troubled girl’s attempt to make sense of life, in the coming-of-age tale, “White Chalk,” by award-winning author Pavarti K. Tyler. [Literary, New Adult, Women's Fiction]

Chelle isn’t a typical 13-year-old girl—she doesn’t laugh with friends, play sports, or hang out at the mall after school. Instead, she navigates a world well beyond her years.

Life in Dawson, ND spins on as she grasps at people, pleading for someone to save her—to return her to the simple childhood of unicorns on her bedroom wall and stories on her father’s knee.

When Troy Christiansen walks into her life, Chelle is desperate to believe his arrival will be her salvation. So much so, she forgets to save herself. After experiencing a tragedy at school, her world begins to crack, causing a deeper scar in her already fragile psyche.

Follow Chelle’s twisted tale of modern adolescence, as she travels down the rabbit hole into a reality none of us wants to admit actually exists.

 

Purchase Link: http://www.pavartiktyler.com/books/white-chalk/

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Review:  First of all, I want to add a little warning. This is not a romance. It is also very controversial and won’t be for everyone. It is about a troubled minor. She speaks harshly and does some very rough stuff. There is underage drinking, partying and sex. Also sex with a grown up and a minor.

Now having said all of this I loved this story. It is deep, dark, angsty and sad.

 

Chelle is a very troubled young girl. Her parents really needed a kick in the seat for not paying attention to her more. My heart went out to her but man, did I want to spank her butt a lot! I think it does go to show how we often overlook young people’s feelings.

 

Troy is an older boy that Chelle fell for instantly. They develop a friendship, but I think Troy being young himself doesn’t quite see how Chelle feels about him.

 

This is a very deep and dark story but very well written. I applaud the author for telling such a serious poignant story.

 

If you like dark, angsty stories that do not have happy endings and deal with some touchy subjects this is for you.

 

 

to read the authors view on suicide and self-harm check out my recent post by Pavarti K Tyler  seductive suicide

Sweet Treats

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Hello everyone! Halloween is almost here. Last week I talked about  making a themed dinner for Halloween. This week I am going to share some cool desserts and snacks.

Mudcakes and mudcups were always a favorite with my kids. When they were in school and their turn for bringing treats at least once a year would want Mudcups or sandcups.

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Ingredients: A large box

A large box of instant pudding mix  and  the ingredients to make it(chocolate for the mud-Vanilla for the sand)

Cookies (Chocolate wafers or sandwich cookies for the mud–Vanilla wafers or vanilla sandwich cookies for the Sand)

Gummy worms or any gummy creatures you like and can find. I like the worms for the mud and bus or sealife for the sand)

Make the pudding according to directions. Crush the cookies. Put a little of the cookie crumbs in the bottom of container, then pudding  top with more crumbs add a worm or two and you are done. ( these do need refrigerated until ready to eat.)

For the  cake it’s about the same just layer into a baking dish and decorate with the worms and other cookies for tombstones. Here is a couple of recipes  for  a Graveyard cake.

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http://www.kraftrecipes.com/recipes/ghosts-in-the-graveyard-54472.aspx

This one is made with Jello and looks interesting though I haven’t tried it Perhaps I might!

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http://www.kraftrecipes.com/recipes/graveyard-gelatin-dessert-54852.aspx

They are easy enough even a young one can help make the pudding and crush the  cookies. I like to get the clear plastic cups, but tiny flowerpots work too. I like to keep a bunch of these for baking bread, cupcakes and of course the mudcups. You do have to seal up the hole in the bottom if you use the pots.

Do you have a favorite recipe you’d like to share? have a safe and happy Halloween!