Can I Get a Ghostly Drum Roll, Please?

cover imageI know you were starting to think it wouldn’t happen and honestly, so was I. I’ve gone back and forth on this one a lot.

Today, I am ecstatic to announce that the release of Ghosts Don’t Wear Silk Stockings is finally upon us…

January 7, 2013 is the big day so mark your calendars!

Yay! Yay! Yay! 🙂

The book is available to add to your Goodreads ‘to-read’ shelf today. Click HERE. I am giving away two free copies of the paperback on Goodreads as well. You can enter the giveaway HERE.

In the meantime, Happy New Year! I wish everyone a joyous new year of health, happiness, and reading pleasure.

I leave you with the blurb for Ghosts …

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Brianna Halloway longed for an ordinary life of marriage and happily ever after but her path to Mr. Right always seemed to end in disaster. When she meets Dan Parker, everything feels like it is finally falling into place. He is tall, dark, handsome, and his own brand of delicious evil. Dan has a hold over Brianna that she can’t shake. The day that he asks her to marry him should be the happiest day of her life but there is one catch; Dan Parker is not human and a moody ghost named Greer is determined to stop Brianna from making a mistake. Will she choose to trust Greer or will she follow her heart to what she is certain will lead to an immortal life of happiness?

In the meantime, Brianna’s ex-boyfriend Jake has returned from the dead determined to make her pay for choosing Dan over him while a seemingly harmless old woman at a bookstore appears to hold the key to answering the secret of her problems. Even her ordinary family harbors a secret curse that will affect her in ways that are impossible for her to ignore. Brianna must endure losing her job, her apartment, and dealing with her violent ex before she can choose to give in to Dan’s temptations or walk away.

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See you in 2013!

Sunday Snippet – Boyfriends That Won’t Stay Dead

I didn’t get around to signing up on the official Six Sentence Sunday website but being the kind, generous soul that I am, I couldn’t let the day pass without coming back to share a snippet of the forever-work-in-progress.

I’m pretty excited about this because I’m finally … yes finally … getting ready to release my new novel to the world. (It sure has been a roller coaster of a ride though, hasn’t it?) The title won’t change, after all, so sorry for any confusion last week’s post may have caused. The actual release date is still to-be-determined but when I know, you will know!

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So on to my snippet. Since I’m not officially a six-sentence participant, I’m cheating a bit and adding a few extra sentences. Shhh… don’t tell anyone.

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“Relax,” Dan said reaching out and stroking her arms from across the small table, “There isn’t anyone or any thing that I can’t take care of. As long as you’re with me, he wouldn’t dare cross that line.”

“That doesn’t even make sense, Dan. Doesn’t it even seem the least bit odd to you that my dead ex-boyfriend came back from the grave?”

“Well, it is an inconvenience, I suppose.”

“An inconvenience? It’s a lot more than an inconvenience! These sorts of things just don’t happen. They don’t happen to normal people. Why the hell do they keep happening to me?”

“I think you’re going to need another one of these,” Dan said picking up her empty glass and motioning for the bar attendant.

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Thanks for taking the time to visit my little blog. Happy Reading!

 

Six Sentence Sunday – Back at It

I haven’t been around in a while. Did you miss me? (Of course you did. Silly question.)

Nanowrimo just about did me in but I finished it and made it to 50K without hurting myself or anyone else in the process so it’s all good. Now that I’ve just about recovered, I figured I’d jump back into the blog on my favorite posting day … Six Sentence Sunday!

Yes, friends, it’s that magical time again when I torture you with six sentences of something. There are lots of us participating in the madness so if you want to sample some of what others bring to the table, then be sure to click here for the official list.

But wait! Before you go … Don’t forget to read my offering. It will only hurt for a minute. I promise.

And just what shall I share this week? Well, let’s see. I have some good news. I’m finally getting around to putting the finishing touches on the story formally known as Ghosts Don’t Wear Silk Stockings. This story is back new and improved slapped with a shiny new title and cover. I’m calling it Dating and Divining nowadays (but whether or not this sticks is yet to be determined). Release is just around the corner so I’ll have more news soon.

My six puts you right back in the middle of life with our good friend Brianna Halloway. This girl has guy problems of supernatural proportions.

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“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said with a smile that revealed perfectly white teeth. There wasn’t a hair on his head that was out of place, as if he’d just stepped out of the pages of a magazine. As a matter of fact, she thought, he bared a striking resemblance to the man on the cover of the romance novel she’d just finished reading. She looked at the cover again and back to the man who still watched her curiously and shook her head to clear such strange thoughts. It couldn’t be.

“It’s okay,” she said trying to find her voice, “I was just leaving.”

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I will return soon with details on the release of the book and how you can read more than six sentences at a time. But if you’re really crazy about those six sentence snippets then come back next Sunday for another sneak peek…

Six Sentence Sunday – Between World Revisited

Oh, Six Sentence Sunday, we meet again. How I’ve missed you so.

Don’t know the rules to play our little game? Click HERE and prepare to be dazzled. There are many brilliant authors waiting for you to sample their six.

As for mine? Oh, it’s a tough one. I’ve come to the conclusion that I don’t like anything I’ve written. I realize that sounds a tad depressing but it’s kind of a good thing. When I look back and re-read, I come across a million things I’d like to change. I’m seeing mistakes that I’ve made that I’m itching to fix. Perhaps what I’m trying to tell myself is that it’s time to sit down and do a little rewriting? Make those stories shiny and new?

Perhaps.

Let’s begin with The Between World, shall we? It is my first (and at this point only) self-published novel and is essentially the story of a woman lost in life who suffers a terrible car accident, which for all intents and purposes, should have killed her. Her handsome rescuer, it turns out, is not from this world and for reasons, which even I can’t explain as the author, she gets all needy and clingy from the start. Whew! High maintenance this one. Not only, Yalen, will you have to save her boring life as saleswoman but then she’s going to refuse to hit the road when she’s well enough to do so. (ha!) How is that for gratitude when you’ve just broken the rules of your world to save this crazy girl in the first place?

Yalen needs to forcibly send her back to the earthly world where her injuries force her to move back home with her dad and face the small town that she tried to leave behind. She also must confront former best friend / love interest Neil that Dad makes it clear that he still desperately wants her to hook up with. Good grief, Dad, worry about your own life, would ya? Nina doesn’t remember Yalen but she knows there was someone… she’s left with strange longings she can’t quite explain. Settling for a mere mortal just isn’t good enough anymore. And geez Louise, Neil is engaged anyway.

Yalen ruffles the feathers of his superiors and because he works for a sadistic bunch, they send him back to earth to seek and destroy. Now he’s forced to kill the crazy woman that he wasted all that time saving. How is that for a thankless job? Nina senses something the moment he sets foot in the bookstore where she works. She wants him bad because he makes her tingly but she’s also terrified of him. I guess rightly so since he’s planning to kill her and all. All in a day’s work. Just in case Yalen decides to chicken out, Charlie is keeping a watchful eye. We’ll find out later that Charlie was in on the whole conspiracy.

And just in case you didn’t guess it, Yalen does indeed have second thoughts when he sees this hot chick. He’s falling in love with her. Gosh darn it, leave it to love to get in the way of killing a girl and moving on with life, right? Good thing Yalen also catches a whiff of the conspiracy going on here so he’ll at least dig a little deeper before following through on orders anyway. He lures Nina into the woods and then tells her that her mother didn’t actually commit suicide. Now, I don’t know about you but if I had to move forward after my mother’s suicide when I was only 17, I might not appreciate some stranger showing up at my door years later to tell me that it was all a joke and I might not to be feeling so romantic when the psycho tries to kiss me out here in the middle of nowhere. I don’t know. Maybe that’s just me?

I guess I shouldn’t give away the whole story. After all, now that you’re enticed into reading it (?), you’re going to want to find out for yourself how this crazy mess resolves itself. Trust me, it gets weird. But there are good things as well and I hope that since I’ve distanced myself a bit that I can focus on pulling out the parts I like and creating a better story.

You with me?

Good… Now here are my six for the day. I’ve stolen these from the end of chapter two after the accident and after Yalen and Nina’s initial meeting. Happy Reading!
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They were pictures, frozen in time of events either past or yet to come. Were they real or imagined? She continued to watch until it occurred to her the one thing that all of the images had in common: not one of them included her. The revelation left her feeling unsettled and she managed to turn her attention to a darkness that existed just beyond the slideshow. Her mind went quiet and she relaxed. Only Yalen’s face lingered in her memory.

Six Sentence Sunday – Despite the Voices in my Head

You know those pesky voices in your head? (Or is that just me?) Every week we seem to share the same conversation.

First, they tell me, “Let’s not do Six Sentence Sunday this week. We need time to delve into this new story before we share snippets with the world.”

I always laugh and say okay but then by about Thursday or Friday, I say, “Well, I didn’t manage to post much on my blog this week so it’s an easy way to get something fresh out there. I’m going to do Six Sentence Sunday again.”

The voices in my head sigh and roll their eyes. “Yeah, yeah, you always say it’s easy but just you wait until you open up your word document and actually try to pick out six sentences that are worth sharing.”

“It will be fine,” I assure the voices.

Then I open up Word. What I expect will take me about five minutes to choose, copy, paste, and schedule for Sunday, actually takes me half the day. Okay, maybe not that long … but the voices had a point. Choosing just six sentences is really, really tough. I admire all those that manage to do it every week and still kind of make sense too.

Don’t believe me? Click HERE and check out some of the other participants!

I’ve agonized over it long enough. This is my six, take it or leave it. It comes from my current work-in-progress that is still untitled. Sarah and Nathanial share a special, but unusual bond. She’s drawn to him in ways that she can’t begin to explain but yet, she knows he is dangerous. What is it that she finds so alluring about being with him?

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“I have on many occasions sampled the blood that pours through your veins,” he admitted at last. She shuddered again but he ignored this as he gently kissed her lips.

“I still have questions,” she whispered as his breath caressed her cheeks.

“There is time.”

“My grandmother, she needs me.” She tried to push him away but he caught her shoulders and kept her firmly rooted in the chair.

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That’s it for me and my supersonic six for this sunny Sunday. If you want more, you’re just going to have to return next Sunday. Hopefully the voices in my head won’t have succeeded in talking me out of it by then.