Month: August 2013

Indie Author Spotlight – Jerome Brooke and “The Virgin Queen”

Indie Author Spotlight – Jerome Brooke and “The Virgin Queen”

I ‘ve got an indie writer I’ve featured before, back for another visit.  Say hello to Jerome Brooke…

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Jerome Brooke lives in the Kingdom of Siam. He is the consort of Jira, a princess of the lost Kingdom of Nan. He has written The City of the Mirage (BtGN) and many other books.

You can find him at his website and at his Amazon author page (where he has 78 – no, that’s not a typo, I mean seventy-eight – books for sale!).

Today we’re talking about “The Virgin Queen”

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The Queen was helped to disrobe my her ladies. Naked, she turned to the man. “Come, join me in the fountain, warrior!”

Thus it was in the days of the Dark Empire.

You can buy it directly, right here!

Here’s a brief excerpt…

“See your birds of prey flying on crimson wings, Your Majesty?
Your dragon ships will seize the foe in their bronze talons!” I said
unto Morgana, the Virgin Queen. The Sea Lords standing with us
nodded their grim assent.

“The Royal Fleet is a brave sight, carried by their red sails –
canvass stained by blood, Lord Valerius,” did say our Queen. We
watched as her ships swept across the sea, driven by their billowing
sails.

“Say the word, My Queen; we shall bring the head of the rebel
to you on a pike. His women will wail, his city will burn, and your
people will rejoice in victory,” I replied. “Blood will run in the
streets of his city!”

“His city will burn, and his women will wail?” The Queen said,
with a frown. She leaned back gainst the battlements.

“Who has troubled you, Your Majesty? What man has caused
your displeasure? Tell me the name of the man who has earned my
hand!” I said, perplexed.

“Be of good cheer, My Lord Duke. We are but a women like any
other, dependent on brave men to rally to our defense,” the Queen
did say, with a slight smile. The men gathered about exchanged
glances.

“Now you smile, now all is well with Morgana, the fearless
queen,” I said, returning my half drawn sword to its scabbard. “The
rebel lords will no longer steal your gold; their priests will no longer
proclaim lies in their temples. We shall sail to the Forbidden Isles at
the time of the new moon.  We shall conquer!”

 

Finally, here’s a list of just some of Jerome’s books, which you can find for sale, right this minute, at Amazon

The Rainbow Bridge (Amazon)

Victory of the Divine Queen (Amazon)

The Chariots of Galbu (Amazon)

Oracle of the Coast (Amazon)

The Shield Maidens (Amazon)

Artemis the Huntress (Amazon)

Eaters of the Lotus (Amazon)

Astarte the Great Queen (Amazon)

Secrets of the Queen of Death (Amazon)

The Dark Empire (Amazon)

The Lost City of Ophir (Amazon)

Maiden of the Sun (Amazon)

The Lance of Power (Amazon)

Swords of Iron (Amazon)

The Hive Folk (Amazon)

Priestess of the Stone Circle (Amazon)

Morals of the Youth (Amazon)

We Call Thee (Amazon)

The Sins of the Sisterhood of the Lost Isles (Amazon)

The Sins of Sister Severs (Amazon)

Morgana the Queen (Amazon)

Evil and Desire (Amazon)

Queen of Wolves (Amazon)

Apis the Baboon God (Amazon)

Did Feast the Pack (Amazon)

The Dark Cult of Cybele (Amazon)

Apion the Beast Man (Amazon)

Love and Darkness (Amazon)

Mother Superior (Amazon)

The Sins of the Inspector of Morals (Amazon)

The Imperial Legions of Luxor (Amazon)

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More Memories of the 1980’s

More Memories of the 1980’s

I mentioned a couple of weeks ago in an update on the next Dream Series book that Sara’s teenage crush was Rick Springfield.

Well, her husband (although he’s a couple of years younger than Sara) is a child of the 80’s, too, and he wasn’t immune to the charms of MTV, as you can see here…

Sara is on a stage.  It looks like something out of a movie, with a giant staircase behind her, a massive, glittering chandelier hanging above.  It’s pink.  Everything is pink.  Utterly, completely pink.  The only thing that isn’t pink is the dozen or so large, tuxedo-clad men standing in a line, waiting for something.

It’s not a movie, Sara realizes – it’s a music video.  She knows exactly which one, and she has a strong suspicion whose dream this is.  When she looks more closely and sees another man, in faded jeans and a t-shirt peeking out from behind the staircase, she knows for sure: it’s Brian.  He’s waiting for someone, along with the rest of the men, and a moment later she makes her appearance.

It’s Madonna, of course, in that memorable pink gown.  Except that Sara remembers Madonna being a little bit taller.  And blonder; this woman, whoever she is, has hair that’s almost – no, there’s no almost about it.  It’s definitely brown.  Almost precisely the same brown as Sara’s hair, in fact.

She’s also not nearly as well-endowed as Sara recalls Madonna being.  Despite all the signs, it’s only when the woman makes her way out in front of the staircase that it occurs to Sara that she’s looking at herself.  Dream-Sara pulls a microphone from out of nowhere – the dress is far too tight for her to have hidden it anywhere on her person – and begins to belt out a dreadful take on “Material Girl.” 

Sara doesn’t see how her dream-self can even breathe, let along sing, but somehow she’s managing it.  As she’s wooed by all the tuxedo-clad men, dream-Sara occasionally resorts to humming when she – or, Sara realizes with a laugh, her husband – forgets some of the words.

As she finishes the song, Brian marches up to her, shoves all the other men out of the way, and sweeps dream-Sara off her feet, into his arms.  He leans down and kisses her…

 

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Progress on “Queen of the Idiots”

Progress on “Queen of the Idiots”

I’ve finally managed to get into at least a little bit of a groove on the “other” book I’m working on.  I’m not sure why it’s so much harder to write this than the Dream Series books, but I’ve had some forward movement.

Here’s a quick excerpt – our heroine, Jane Barnaby, is driving her professor’s brand new car from Oxfordshire all the way to his archaeological site in Spain.  The drive is not going especially well…

Unfortunately, Jane was so busy thinking about how off schedule she’d gotten that she missed several signs indicating the approach of the exit.  The first sign she actually saw told her that it was 250 feet away.  And it was a right-hand exit.  She was four lanes over to the left.  Jane took a deep breath, muttered to herself, “Oh, God, I am an idiot!” and proceeded to cut off a taxi, a tour bus and what looked like a brand-new black Mercedes.

Jane only had a momentary glimpse into the Mercedes, but she was pretty sure that she saw a Styrofoam cup fly out of the driver’s hand and shower him with coffee.  She felt guilty, but only for a fraction of a second, just long enough for her brain to register the other Mercedes – the one directly in front of her.

The one she nearly rear-ended at fifty miles an hour.  There wasn’t enough space to stop, so Jane swerved onto the shoulder, passing the car on the left.  She didn’t start to breathe again for another mile.  After that, things calmed down somewhat.

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Book Release! Bethany Daniel and “Disconnected”

Book Release! Bethany Daniel and “Disconnected”

I’m thrilled to present a book launch this morning, working with Snow Flower in the Universe Book Tours.  Please put your virtual hands together and give a very warm welcome for the release of the BRAND NEW novel, “Disconnected.”  It’s for sale today, as in RIGHT NOW, at Amazon and on Smashwords.

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The author is the very talented Bethany Daniel:

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Bethany Daniel lives in Texas with her husband and 2 sons. She enjoys reading, photography and of course, writing. Bethany really found the passion for writing again this last year and came up with the idea for Reconnected after years of following Hollywood gossip and reading books about girls always chasing the guys and thought it would be nice for it to be the other way around. She is currently writing Disconnected, the story of  Reconnected from Liam’s POV.

You can follow Bethany on Facebook, at her website, on Goodreads, Pintrest and at her Amazon author page, as well as on Twitter.

Bethany is very impatient to tell you about “Disconnected,” which you can buy at Amazon and on Smashwords, RIGHT NOW!

What’s it about?  Well…

This is the retelling of Reconnected from Liam’s POV.

A Fast Paced Love Story!

Liam and Katy were high school sweethearts. Shortly after they graduated they ran off to Vegas to get married. Liam does theater acting and it’s there that he is discovered by Excite Entertainment and flown to L.A.

Once he’s in L.A his marriage takes the backseat to rubbing elbows with Hollywood’s biggest and brightest. One night Liam throws a big party and Katy comes into their house filled with half dressed women. When Katy says she’s going to leave, Liam doesn’t believe her until he comes home from filming and finds a note that tears him apart.

Four years later, he’s tried to move on but never let go of the love he has in his heart for his Katy. It’s in a little town they are filming in that their paths cross again and Liam has to try and convince Katy that their love is worth fighting for.

That’s a pretty cool idea, I think – retelling the story from the opposite point of view.  And you can buy “Disconnected” at Amazon and on Smashwords, as well as Barnes & Noble and Kobo.

If you want to read the original story,”Reconnected”:

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Katy Warren thought her life was perfect. Then her new husband, and also highschool sweetheart, gets discovered while theater acting and gets swept away to Hollywood. Once there, things change. Liam throws himself into the Hollywood life and ignores Katy.

One night after a particularly crazy party, Katy can’t take it anymore and leaves Liam and his celebrity behind but doesn’t get an official divorce.

Four years later, Liam goes to Georgia for filming and crosses paths with Katy again. But now she’s just Kate and she has a boyfriend and she doesn’t want anything to do with her marriage. Liam has other plans.

You can purchase it at Amazon (Kindle or paperback), Smashwords, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, the Sony eReader Store and the Apple iBookstore.

And as a special treat, here’s a brief excerpt from the book to whet your appetite…

Prologue

A party ruined my life. It was supposed to be all about making a name for myself and showing everyone that I was the new kid on the block, but my wife was in the background and she left me.

When I got home from shooting the day after the party, I thought she would be there waiting for me with a home cooked meal like always. She had told me she wanted to keep something normal while everything else was so make-believe. But when I came in, all that was there was a note:

“I’m leaving. I hope you have all the successes you’ve ever wanted. I won’t be along for this crazy ride. Goodbye.

 

Love, Katy”

 

I didn’t believe her when she said she would leave. I thought she was just mad about all the girls in the house. I never thought she could really just be gone.

After I read that note, I tore the house apart. I ran through every room yelling her name and then I grabbed the phone and tried to call her over and over again. When she didn’t answer, I called her parents. All Mrs. Parker would tell me was that she was safe and really upset. She said she was sure we could work things out, this was just the first of many fights married couples have. But she was wrong. Katy never came back home to me.

So I started drinking. I drank and drank until I could hardly move anymore. Mitchell Fallon said he was going to fire me if I didn’t get over it because she’s “only a girl” and there’s plenty more where she came from. But he never got it. She’s still more than just another girl to me, she’s everything. And I blew it.

One morning I woke up and made myself think with a clear head. I was going to find her. Filming was on a break, so I took a few days and I drove home to my parents’ house first.

“Sweetie, are you sure you’re alright?” my mom asked me for the hundredth time after I got there.

“Yes. Because I’m going to find her, Mom. I have to. I’m going to go talk to Mr. and Mrs. Parker and make them understand that I need her! I’ll apologize and Katy will come home with me.”

My parents exchanged a look and I sighed with frustration. “Look, I’ll be back later.”

I walked out, hopped into my car, and sped down the route I knew by heart until I got to Katy’s child hood home. I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel until I had the courage to get out and walk up to the door and knock.

A few moments later, Mr. Parker opened the door and crossed his arms as he looked at me. “Liam.”

“Mr. Parker, I need to know where Katy is.” I wanted to sound like I meant business but it came out more as a plea.

He shook his head looking down at the ground. “I’m sorry son, I can’t tell you that.”

I glared at him. “She is my wife! I have every right to know where she is!”

He glared right back at me and stepped closer. “And she is my daughter. Do you have any idea what you put her through when you took her to that city? All you did was party and you forgot all about the wife you had that was right there with you!” He yelled through clenched teeth.

 

I flinched and stepped back as Mrs. Parker came around the corner to see what was going on.

She crossed her arms and came to stand next to her husband. “Hello, Liam.”

“Please–please Mr. and Mrs. Parker. Tell me where she is so I can fix this,” I pleaded with them.

Mrs. Parker looked at me sadly as she stepped forward and took my hand. “Liam, sweetheart, she needs her time.” She turned to look at her husband. “Katelyn’s not in Nevada anymore.”

My eyes widened and I had to bite my lip to keep from yelling and getting hit by Katy’s dad. “She left the state? Just up and left?” I shouted, frustrated, and started pacing.

I couldn’t believe this was really happening. If she wanted to teach me a lesson, well, she did.

“Where did she go? You have family all over the place! Who did she go to?” I yelled, and stormed back towards the door.

“Son, I think it’s best if you get in your car and leave. Now.” Mr. Parker glared at me. “You’re just going to cause a scene, and I doubt that’s real great for your… what do they call it in Hollywood? Image?” He shook his head. “Go on back.  If Kate wants to come back, she will.”

“And what if she doesn’t? What if I already screwed this up too bad?” I gulped and looked down at my simple black wedding band. When we ran off to Vegas to get married right after graduation, our parents were furious. But we were in love and this was supposed to be forever.

Maybe forever isn’t forever when you live in Hollywood.

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Virtual Book Fair & a New Book Discovery

Virtual Book Fair & a New Book Discovery

Please hop on over to the Facebook Virtual Book Fair…you can see me there, among dozens of other very talented indie authors.  Just click right here.

Also, I just finished a great novel.  I came across it randomly, and because its premise was similar to mine, I had to pick it up.  It’s “The Dream Jumper’s Promise” by Kim Hornsby.  My review of it on Amazon is right here.

I mentioned it in the review, but it’s worth emphasizing – Kim did an amazing job of really bringing Maui (the setting of the book) to life.  She made it a character in its own right, more than merely a setting for the action.  I was especially taken by that because it’s something I really haven’t managed to pull off in my writing, so I’m very impressed with writers who can do it (I’m trying to do it in “Queen of the Idiots” but we’ll see how well that comes off).

Anyway, I’d definitely recommend that you give Kim and her book a look. You’ won’t regret it.

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Indie Author Spotlight – Lillian Bishop & Constance Williams and “The Dreamwalker”

Indie Author Spotlight – Lillian Bishop & Constance Williams and “The Dreamwalker”

I’ve got another great indie author – actually a pair of them – for you today.  It’s Lillian Bishop and Constance Williams:

Lillian Bishop and Constance Williams have been writing together for over ten years now. Until
now, their audience has been friends and family, and their writing has been purely for pleasure.
They both believe that that is what is should be about ­ after all, if you don’t enjoy writing, how
can you expect anyone to enjoy reading what you have written.

Unusually, Lillian and Constance do not live near each other. In fact, they live in entirely different
countries. Lillian is American, Constance is British. Their writing partnership began when they
were introduced through a mutual friend, and they discovered that they shared a love of the
written word, a passion for crafting stories, and a compatible style. Now they are mostly found
online ­ at very odd times of the day and night!

Their book is “The Dreamwalker”

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Everyone loves a good mystery – and Sam Gardener is certainly one of those. Abruptly pulled
from school years before, nobody has seen or heard from him since – until now. Returning to
high school for his senior year, he is not the same friendly boy his classmates remember, and
the rumors are flying. None, however, come close to the truth. The bearer of a strange and
frightening supernatural ability, Sam strives to regain control of his life.

Along with some unlikely new friends with secrets of their own, Sam learns that his own mystery
is only the tip of the iceberg in the quaint town of Witch Lake. With their help, he must learn the
strength of his own gift, and lose the fear that comes with it. With their help, he can stand against
the gathering darkness. Together, they can face the truth of Witch Lake, but alone? They will be
lost beneath the surface, drowning in depths none could foresee.

“The Dreamwalker” is part of the Witch Lake Chronicles:

Witch Lake ­ a small, picturesque New England town nestled in a rich forest. The sort of town
people drive past every day with a laugh for the oddity of its name. Off the beaten path ­ a quaint
getaway, removed from the hustle and bustle of today’s society but not so far away that it’s out of
touch. Quiet and contained, the history which branded it has been all but forgotten by the living,
removed to the footnotes of history and the corners of the town’s library. But the living aren’t the
only ones with an interest in the town.

Unseen, the spirit of a long­dead witch works to prevent disaster and preserve her descendants.Unnoticed, a young man with the power to walk in the dreams of others struggles to learn thetruth about himself and his home. Unafraid, a shapeshifter who cannot control his power readies himself for the hunters he knows will come.

Their paths are linked between worlds of life and death, dream and waking, and truth and lies.
Together, they must combine the bitter truth of the past with the courage to face the future, while there still is one.

You can buy “The Dreamwalker” at Amazon.

We’ve got an interview with Lillian and Constance (L is Lillian, C is Constance):

Who is your favorite author?

C – Thanks so much for having us here today! The ‘favourite’ questions are always the hardest!  This is especially true when it comes to authors and books – for me, so much of it depends on my mood.  If pushed, I would say Terry Pratchett – I’ve loved his books for years and have pretty much all of them (often in various formats).  The shortlist, however, includes Jim Butcher, Jane Austen, Robin Hobb, Cinda Williams Chima and Terry Brooks.  There’s a definite tilt towards fantasy in my library!

L – And my library has a clear horror streak! I’m terrible at picking a favorite anything too, I’ll admit. I tend to find merit in all sorts of things, so for me it always depends on the specific angle. But if I absolutely have to pick one, my current favorite author is David Wong. Hilarious yet truly creepy storylines? I’m there.

 

How do you describe your writing style?

C – LIllian and I have written together for so long that it’s actually ‘our writing style’ these days.  It’s a really interesting, and quite different, process when you’re writing with a co-author.  We tend to bat ideas back and forth, and everything gets written and rewritten several times just as a matter of course.  It also allows us to come at things in a really dynamic way.  We often break things down, even going as far as to ‘play’ characters each in conversation with Lillian taking one character and me taking another.  We would then have the characters ‘chat’ to plot out the basics of a chapter and exactly where it will go.  As a result, our style tends to be very fluid, and our characters feel very real (or so we’ve been told).

L – What she said! Definitely about the ‘our style’ thing, in particular. Sure, we both have an author ‘voice’ and default to one for the story, in this case Constance’s. But I never actually feel like my style’s buried or anything either. I always feel like I’m at my best when writing with Constance, and not only because it’s super fun. It’s just so much more dynamic, and twists come in when you can focus in on one character’s motivations and dialogue, while someone else is worrying about the other. I’m with Constance – it makes things feel more real. If I were writing all of the dialogue back and forth, I can say for certain the conversations wouldn’t be half as entertaining or veering off into those fun little exchanges that are off-point. That’s one of my favorite things to naturally put into a scene – a little couple of lines side track from an important conversation for a silly observation.

 

Use no more than two sentences. Why should we read your book?

People should read our book because, in a world of the same subjects over and over in the Young Adult Paranormal genre, The Dreamwalker is something truly original.

 

Have any of your characters been modeled after yourself?

C – I try and specifically avoid that, actually.  Of course, some of my characters have been known to have traits that are familiar to me, or have interests that I would share, but being modeled after myself?  No.  I feel that it is important that I can be objective when it comes to my characters and my writing.  If they were me, or like me, then I would be concerned that I was biased when judging them and their actions.  That isn’t the kind of thing that produces good results for the story or for the reader.

L – Never! I’d feel really weird about that, and uncomfortable. My goal is to tell the best story I can, and that doesn’t involve me in any form. I want to get into character’s heads, not mine(I already live in there, and it’s a weird place, best left alone). I also agree with the gist Constance is getting at too where the objectivity would be compromised. The worst thing for me is overthinking, and if I were to even start entertaining some sort of me-character, I’d never stop second guessing everything. I’m far more invested in the characters we’ve created than any version of me that could possibly exist.

 

If you could exchange lives with any of your characters for a day which character would you choose and why?

C – Given what we put our characters through, I’d rather avoid that!  Then again, I would love to be Sam – the main character in The Dreamwalker.  The abilities that he has, though they could wind up killing him, would be such fun to be able to play with! He can actually experience the impossible, and that would be such a rush!

L – God, I wouldn’t go with Sam at all! That boy’s got issues because of what he does! No, oddly, I’d have to go with Penny. Part of me wants to say Rhi, but I’m pretty sure her stress levels would make my head explode within five minutes. But Penny, she’s in this unique position, where she sees so much of what’s happening around her. She’s this still point while everything else revolves around in constant motion. I’d love to have that perspective. Plus she’s just got a fun personality!

 

What books have most influenced your life?

L – That’s so hard to say! The first one that comes to mind, though, is It, by Stephen King. That book taught me that a book could make you afraid of what’s under the bed, when you haven’t been scared of that since you were little. I read it when I was roughly the same age as the children’s half of the story, so it hit a potent note with me. The second would be World War Z, by Max Brooks. That book was mind blowingly awesome. I adored how it all flowed, the style it was written, all the different character voices…so on and so forth. It also took a subject matter that could be oh so very silly but approached it in such a realistic way. It left me feeling like cracking the standard mold for novels was not only possible but a fabulous idea. That and I was giddy because yay zombies.

C – From a fiction angle, childhood reads.  The Faraway Tree series by Enid Blyton really got me inspired about reading in the first place and laid the way for the idea that there was a place in life for the amazing and impossible.  Then my first fantasy book was The Scions of Shannara, which my parents bought for me.

The book that probably had the biggest influence on my life, though, is actually non-fiction and surprisingly has nothing to do with writing.  I always knew I wanted to write, but at a younger age wasn’t brave enough to commit to the idea of throwing myself out there without a ‘day job’ to support myself with.  For years, I saw writing as a hobby and a pipe dream.  I’ve flitted from career to career.  When I first left school, I headed off to university to study for a degree in nursing.  I come from a very medical family and it was a natural choice for me.  The book that most influenced my life was on my final year reading list – Nursing Law and Ethics, by John Tingle and Alan Cribb.  Whilst I had always been a voracious reader of fiction, during my finals I knew that I couldn’t allow myself to get lost in a book if I stood a chance of getting good grades.  The idea of not reading anything at all for fun was horrific, however.  I ended up reading the ethics book as a bit of light reading.  I didn’t know it at the time, but that book left behind the grain of an idea that grew and grew.  That was the beginning of my second career.  Several years later, I returned to university to study law.

 

If you could select one book that you could rewrite and add your own unique twist on, which book would that be and why?

L – Wow, what an interesting question! Off the top of my head, I’d say Carrie, by Stephen King. I think updating it for current high school social dynamics could be really fascinating. Just taking things and shoving them into modern day would be interesting to work out.

C – I would rewrite Pride and Prejudice to add zombies… Oh, wait a minute, that’s already been done.  I would… No, someone’s done that too.  Oh, how about – nope, already been done!  Joking aside though, I have never had the urge to rewrite other people’s work.  I would much prefer to create my own world than play in someone else’s.

 

Beatles or Monkees? Why?

C – The Beatles, because they’re one of my favourite bands.  I grew up with their music – my dad was a huge fan!

L – The Beatles, because of the awesome. With all the different sounds that came from them, I don’t know anyone who can’t find something to like.

C – That said, I have just spent the last few hours annoying everyone by singing the Monkees theme song at them!

 

Who should play you in a film of your life?

L – Oh no – it’s this question!

C – *Pulls up imdb*  You go first

L – Do I have to?

C – Well, I have no clue!

L – How about we switch it up. I’ll pick yours, you pick mine. I can feel slightly less ridiculous that way.

C – So, no pressure then?  I mean – if you hate my pick, it’s not going to derail this whole ‘writing team’ thing, right?

L – I only hold grudges like, fifteen years tops, so it’ll fade eventually!

C – How reassuring…  Okay, for you I’d say Melissa McCarthy.  I absolutely love her, she’s great and I could see her doing you justice.

L – Oh I love her! She’s awesome!

C – …No fifteen year grudges then?

L – Nope, you’re safe! And for you, I choose… this is where drumrolls help. Rosamund Pike! Who would look adorable with some cute glasses.

C – I can live with her, definitely!

Last, but not least, I’ve got an excerpt from “The Dreamwalker” to whet your appetite for the whole book…

Sam looked at her, not sure how comfortable he felt, stealing from a grave.  The look on her face, and the fact that actually it was a sensible plan convinced him and he did just that, looking around as he collected the flowers and headed into the cemetery, the ghost at his side.

“Do spirits get, I don’t know – is it weird?  Being on holy ground, or in a graveyard or whatever?” he asked her.

“It feels a little different,” Rhi admitted. “It’s hard to explain. Like there’s a charge in the air, maybe?” she suggested, having trouble finding the words. “It isn’t weird though, not really. Or, maybe it’s just not weird to me, because I haven’t bothered being around my remains in decades. At first I was around, because people would visit. I liked being close to my family.”

She smiled, a faint expression. “Sometimes people would talk to me. Not directly, mind. They didn’t really know I was there; they were just talking, not knowing that I was really listening. It was nice, though. I felt like people remembered me. But people die. Especially our kind. So, eventually, all that was left were people who never knew me. If they showed up at all it wasn’t to talk to me, it was to talk to someone else who’d passed on.”

The loneliness of that kind of an existence struck Sam.  Sam who knew what it was like to be lonely – but, not like that.  Not to that level.  Certainly not to the extent of having to watch every member of your family be buried, one by one.

Rhi slowed a little. She stopped walking altogether. “I know where he’s going.” she said, and it was clear she wasn’t happy about it. Then she veered their course, not directly following Newman at all, who was using the roads that wound through the place. Instead, she was cutting straight through rows of headstones.

Sam looked from the spirit, to the far off figure of Newman, just visible as he moved between the rows towards the other side of the graveyard.  Sam took a decision and followed Rhi.

She was softly swearing under her breath as they hurried, something a little easier for her since she could go straight through the headstones in their path. “This is bad, this is very, very bad.”

“Where are we headed?” Sam asked, trying to watch the spirit and his feet at the same time so that he didn’t trip over some of the older, less well maintained graves.

“My family’s mausoleum.”

“Your family has a… nevermind,” Sam said, deciding to get his priorities straight.  “Why would he want to go there?”

“I don’t know! Maybe he just likes to gloat over the corpses of those he’s put there! Maybe he misplaced the ‘J’ volume of his encyclopedia collection! I just know that’s where he’s going!”

“You know that’s not a thing anymore, right? Encyclopedias – not a thing. That’s what the internet is for.”

“Shut up.”

“Just saying.”

 

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Book Trailer!

Book Trailer!

A lot of people have “book trailers” – promotional videos to help push their books.  Well, now, so do I, thanks to the help of the wonderful Leanore Elliott of the Paranormal Romance Guild.

She put together a fantastic trailer for “Dream Student”, which you can watch, right here!

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Waking Dream update

Waking Dream update

I’m still hoping to be able to launch the book in the next two weeks.  The book itself is ready to go – I’m just waiting on the cover.  I got my first sketch from Ami (my amazing artist) and I had a few revisions, so we’ll see how quickly that progresses.

This cover was a little trickier than the previous ones, because with all the rest of them, I was able to draw a sketch for Ami to work from.  This time, I couldn’t do it – I tried several times, but I couldn’t get anything useful down.  I just don’t know how to draw anything with any sort of perspective, and for what I wanted on this cover, that’s pretty vital.  So she had to rely solely on my verbal description…and I didn’t do such a great job translating my thoughts into words, either.

But she got really close with the initial sketch – one or two revisions should get it exactly how I’m picturing it in my head, and then we’ll be good to go with the book.

 

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