An Interview with Alisa Anderson

Please help me welcome Alisa Anderson to my blog today. Be sure to leave her a comment to be entered to win the prize of one of her ebooks. She’s giving away three kindle copies of ther ebook today so be sure and leave her a comment.

give&receivefinal_2What genres are you drawn to as a reader?

i love, fantasy, mystery, paranormal, sci-fi, erotic romance, erotica, historical romance, you name it, i probably have read something from that genre. i am extremely varied!

Tell us about your hero. Give us one of his strengths and one of his weaknesses.

in the give and receive series there are two heroes. the first ty malone, is definitely a piece of work! one of his strengths is that even tho he plays hard, he loves hard too, completely, with mind, body and soul. i would have to say one of his weaknesses is that often he will do the wrong thing for what he thinks are the right reasons. my second hero, danny blake can sometimes be a little more complicated. dark, broody and intense, i would say one his weaknesses is doing the “right” thing for the wrong reasons. he’s very noble that way. if there was someone to marry you if he got you pregnant even if he wasn’t in love with you, this would be your guy, lol. so to go along with this, i would say his inner resolve and determination to see things thru is one of his biggest strengths.

Tell us about your heroine. Give us one of her strengths and one of her weaknesses.

miss lena. well, let’s see. she is a shade spoiled and self-absorbed, lol. she tends to think of herself first. on the other hand she is incredibly generous and loyal to a fault. she will always have your back no matter what and that’s important.

What move best describes your life? Why?

i would have to say alice in wonderland. me and my mouth are always getting into one adventure after another, never quite figuring out how I got there in the first place. wondering how i plan to get out. and to quote alice “i give myself very good advice, but i very seldom follow it. that explains the trouble that i’m always in…” now see, that’s me. all day, all night, lol.

Where do you get the ideas for your stories?

i get ideas from everything. it might be a commercial i’ve seen, a movie trailer or even another book. that moment where you say, well i like how the movie ended THIS way…but what if the story went in this direction instead? it often opens up a whole new world of possibilities.

Do you have critique partners?

i do. i think it’s incredibly important to bounce ideas and thoughts off of someone else, or several someone else’s. i am also always on the look-out for more so let me know who you are people. beta readers too!

How likely are people you meet to end up in your next book?

very possible. you just never know when someone you know might turn up. i just can’t say who. that would ruin the surprise. *grins*

What advice do you have for other authors wanting to self-publish?

remember that this is a marathon, not a sprint. plan to be in this for the long haul and learn as much as you can. become a part of writing groups, network with other writers, learn from everyone who was before you, even walking beside you on this publishing journey. ask questions when possible and never be ashamed to admit you don’t know the answer. understand that in all likelihood, you are never going to be the next j.k. rowling, e.l. james or stephen king. And that’s ok. strive to be YOU. always thank the people who go out of their way to help you and remember to do the same for someone else. be confident in yourself and your product, but not cocky. be gracious. be kind. and above all, keep writing.

What is your favorite dessert/food?

gonna have to go with a ripe, extra sweet, organic (of course) strawberry for the win. It was the first thing that popped into my mind at the question and i’ve loved them for years.

thanks for having me today!

Excerpt:

Speaking of confusion, she knew there should be none where Danny was concerned. She thought some time ago there might have been something. She was sure she felt a connection, positive, he might have felt one too, but he had made it all so simple hadn’t he?

There was no room for error or mistake. He made his choice, years ago, which basically dictated hers.

He was unavailable. Married. Hands off. Not that she gave a damn about a ring, truthfully. Her ginormous ego simply refused to be an afterthought or come in second to some other woman sporting his rock. Lena came in second for no one. Not even him.
But sweet Jesus, he made it incredibly tempting to break every last one of her rules of do’s and don’ts.

“Speak of the devil.” Ty gave a nod as he walked up to the bar.

“What up, brother.” He lifted his drink and Danny nodded his greeting back.

Lena blinked at Ty. “No. Actually we weren’t.”

“No, actually we weren’t…what.”

“No, actually we weren’t…speaking of the devil. Or Danny.”

Her voice was carefully neutral.

“Same difference, right? I kid. But real talk. You didn’t ask me where Danny was? Sorry. That’s my bad, I guess. Thought you did.” He grinned and tossed back his vodka tonic. He knew what he was doing, apparently.

What she couldn’t figure out was why.

She gave Ty a look, which he ignored.

“You were asking about me, L?”

He was the only one who ever called her that.

“Oh. Yeah. I’m sure…I mean, yeah, of course.”

Her words were rushed, breathless.

“Well what are you waiting for? Give me some love, girl.”

As she reached up to give him a hug, she was careful to maintain her distance.

His head bent down and his lips were feather light, grazing the sinuous skin of her collarbone.

She always did feel like silk.

Her soft curls skimmed Danny’s lips, tickling as he closed his eyes, inhaling the sweet, fragrant peach blossom scent of her shampoo as it teased, taunted his senses.

He held her for a minute, just a bit longer than he should have.

Almost like he never wanted to let her go.

When he opened them, Ty was staring at him. He took in everything and was silent and observing. Knowing.

Danny started to give her a kiss on the cheek and she backed away slightly, instinctively into Ty’s chest. Ty’s veined, sinewy hands surrounded her hips without thinking, almost protective in stance. Possessive even. The action was duly noted.
He stared at those hands, his hands, for what seemed like an eternity. Then he raised his eyes to lock with Ty’s, as something silent and unspoken passed between them.
He’d be a complete idiot not to see the currents of electricity that existed between her and Ty, even if she didn’t. Or wouldn’t.

Ty knew the same thing about Danny. He had known for years the way Lena felt about Danny, even when she didn’t know it herself.

She never seemed interested in bringing it to the sharing circle, which was odd for two people who talked extensively about everything else.

But she never offered. And he never pressed. Considering his own secrets, even he didn’t have that kind of nerve.

Life went on.

Lena didn’t notice any of this. She was busy watching Danny, who was still close enough to touch. She looked at his cheekbones, shadowed by the dark hair falling forward. She smelled his scent, masculine and uninhibited, speaking of forbidden promise and a hundred different taboo fantasies brought to life in her mind.

Like a gazelle being stalked by a large, hungry cat, her instincts told her she was in danger. She needed to run. Now. From the feelings he made her feel, from the chaotic madness she struggled to maintain when he was near, from the way her heart almost exploded in her chest, whenever she so much as tasted his name on her tongue.

Only then did she realize she was trapped between both men and it was useless to even try and get away. Only then did she comprehend where Ty’s hands were and had been for some time. Only then was she aware of him rubbing her thigh carelessly and she felt a warm flush heat her face.

Danny wanted to rip his hands off of her, but knew it shouldn’t make one crap load of difference to him what they did or didn’t do.

After all…he was a happily married man.

It was just that every so often…the lie he lived everyday of his life became almost impossible to stomach.

Author bio:

(transposed to the third person to appear more mature *grins cheerfully*)
well…alisa did stuff and is still doing stuff. only now she has two boys crazy enuff to want her as their mommy. hey, at least she tried to warn them, so her job is done. she doesn’t like to capitalize, partially because she likes how lower case letters look visually, but mostly out of laziness. please don’t judge. it could be you. and she would say, hey. you’re alright, buddy. you’re ok in my book. now c’mere for a hug. the hug might be pushing it. air kiss? you are strangers, after all, with only a mutual love of poor grammar.

she lives for a world full of controllable anatomically correct, android men programmed to meet her specific feminine needs (wink, wink, nudge, nudge with a big waggle of the eyebrows). who look like the rock. and ian somerhalder. and idris elba. and that’s it she promises. variety. gotta have variety, right?

but alas…apparently that exists only in johanna lindsey’s genius mind. so until then, she enjoys her incredibly warped sense of humor. she reads tons of erotica and romantic, drippy goo that makes her heart go pitter patter. then she thought, hey. what, she said to herself. (softly, of course, so no one finds out she is indeed, 2 nuts short of a fruitcake) maybe you should write this stuff too. maybe someone will like it and maybe buy it. so she said, huh, you think? then she said, well…yeah, i wouldn’t have suggested it…(inserts sarcastic tone) and then she was like lose the attitude, ok? then she was all, would you just shut up and write, already? sheesh! and she did. 🙂

An Interview with Charlene Wilson

Thank you so much for having me here today, Cynthia. It’s a real treat.

One_for_Kami_cover_5_2700x1800_2How did you get started writing?

Like so many, I wrote little stories or poems when I was young, and shared them with my friends. Bless them, they had to live through it all and some actually asked what was next. But what gave me the spark, “Hey, I might could do this,” was a High School teacher that actually wrote Has Potential on my paper and shared it with the class. After that, I was a sponge for anything having to do with writing fiction. I sought out any class I could take.

What genre(s) do you write in and why?

Back then, it was Sci-fi, Fantasy, anything I could fit my imagination into…which was far out there stuff. Quirky and fun. Now, I still lean toward those genres, though I do have some contemporary stories in the works. My imagination still rules much of my writing.

Tell us about your current series.

My Chronicles of Shilo Manor series tells the stories of the three Shilo brothers, Cole, James, and Vincent. They are from the ancient dimension, Meridian, but serve in Cornerstone Deep as Sentinels. Problem is, they’ve served there longer than any Sentinel has served a post and have slowly adapted to the ways of the people there…some not so good.

In book one, Cornerstone Deep, Cole, who has lost his soul mate and believes he’ll never have her again because they also believe rebirth of souls only exists on their plane, runs into Anna who has been chosen as a harvest subject to serve a nobleman. He finds out not only does reincarnation exist on Cornerstone Deep, when he answers her soul’s call with a kiss—which confuses the hell out of him why he would do such a thing—he also binds her soul. This catapults a series of events that turn into the Chronicles of Shilo Manor series.

Tell us a little about your latest book.

My latest title, One for Kami, is a Science Fiction Romance short story and was released December 21, 2012.

Kami and Ian are from dimension Two-Eight-Five. That realm is under strict control when it comes to marriage and offspring. In an attempt to recover from economic disaster, the elite men are required to take three wives, one elite and two from the devastated lower class. They must have as many children as will come to them and spread the wealth through inheritance, while the lower class may only take one wife and have one child. Though this proved to be helping the plane recover, Kami can’t abide by the law.

She was sure Ian was from the lower class. After all, what member of the elite chooses peanut butter sandwich pic-nicks by the river and plays with a scruffy dog with a knotted sock? She’s so upset at the fact he’s elite and will be required to take two more wives that she leaves Two-Eight-Five and Ian behind to find a true love that will want her alone. Dimension Three-Two-Three looks like the perfect place to begin her search, but what she finds has her questioning her resolve.

And Ian has an agenda of his own…

What are you currently working on?

Aumelan is the amazing story I’m working on now. Three books are written with the fourth half way finished; Aumelan, World Beneath the Rock, Waters of Tiger Rod, and Kingdom, Rise. I’m revising book one right now for submission in the spring. This story is so unique I’m having a difficult time finding another to compare it to.

Here’s the series blurb:

Freedom is a gift, but a luxury not all possess. How far should one go to secure life when it hangs in the balance every few days? Breach another’s freewill? How far should an ally go to help both peoples affected by such a plight?
When Salana meets Chad, she’s faced with the unbelievable, a man who must take energy from a host to survive. But he’s not the only one; the entire Tsosey Nation is plagued with this unusual need, the strong yet meek Chamber people having submitted to serve them through the centuries.

Chad’s desire to find answers to his people’s inability to produce life-sustaining energy brings him out of the vast caverns of the World Beneath the Rock to the World of the Sun. Amazing truths unfold, but are the Tsosey and Chamber people ready to accept what those truths hold?

A story of love, devotion, and courage, Aumelan introduces us to a world where hearts and souls unite, to create a world where freedom is a gift for all and love between two peoples is possible.

Where do you get the ideas for your stories?

The Chronicles of Shilo Manor and Aumelan series both fanned from dreams. Chapter three of Cornerstone Deep is practically step for step of what happened to start that story with other scenes littered throughout. Aumelan is filled with scenes from the vivid dream I had of those people, and Chad, Salana, and Dee (Chad’s host) haven’t been shy about telling me everything that should go on in their story. One for Kami was an erotic short story experiment that went horribly wrong. Lol! The story turned out terrible! I sat back and said, “Okay, Kami and Ian, you run this show. I obviously got it all wrong.” What came to me were two romantics that both searched for that special One and were willing to give everything up to find and keep him/her. They made me smile with how their story turned out, and I hope they make you smile too. *smile*

Do you have critique partners?

I have a couple wonderful critique partners that I’m in touch with almost every day. When it comes to critiquing each other’s works, we’re brutal, despite our friendship. We’re all striving to become better writers and sugaring up and ignoring what needs to be fixed due to not wanting to hurt someone’s feelings only results hurting their progress. I love my critique partners. They’re priceless.

How likely are people you meet to end up in your next book?

My characters are themselves, but they possess bits of a lot of people I know. Tapping a finger, scrubbing the back of their heads, snorting when they laugh, plastered smile… Yeah, they might be from people I know. *smile*

What do you have planned for the future?

Aumelan is next to submit, but I do have some titles sitting in the wings to work on. Tam, and Treacle Tart are YA titles I look forward to finishing. Sunday and Crimson Peace are novellas that have been pulling at my mind lately, too. But, book three of the Chronicles, Cornerstone Deep Destiny, and book two of Aumelan, World Beneath the Rock, need to be soon coming.

Having achieved your goal to be a published author, what is the most rewarding thing?

The most rewarding thing is to have my stories loved by others, my characters to touch their hearts as much as they do mine, and my daughters to be proud of Mom. *smile*

Do you have any words of inspiration for aspiring authors?

Never give up and…

“Believe in the magic that’s in you, its potential, what it can achieve. But most of all believe in yourself and create a world where dreams become reality.”—Charlene A. Wilson *wink*

One for Kami
excerpt

A gust of wind lifted his black hair to dance around his face. The cheery motion seemed to mock his lips as they dipped into a deep frown. “If it were up to me, I’d have only you. Can’t you believe that? I’ve waited, pushed the age limit to wed, looking for the right one to be my first. My first, Kami. The others will never mean what you do to me.”
“If you really love me, you’d want me alone. No other. Period.” Frustration bubbled in her chest at her misconception of their love.

He tilted his head and bit his lips together. “I can’t help that I was born an elite. If it were possible…”

“If it were possible, what? You’d give up your birthright and join the ranks of the vagabonds who can’t afford food for the one wife and child they’re allowed? Or you’d buck the system and refuse to wed the other two? That would only land you earthbound, exiled to a foreign dimension, and stripped of everything but the clothes you wear. And while you’re considering it, I’d advise you to wear a thick coat and heavy boots because I hear they choose some pretty rough climates for those who refuse to live by this law.”

The sarcastic response rolled off her tongue before she realized it, but she didn’t care. It wasn’t right. None of the counsel’s decisions on eliminating poverty was. The lower class weds one spouse and bears only one child while the elite must choose three and produce as many offspring that would come to them? It was absurd. Find another way to spread the wealth than through inheritance.

She looked at him, and her voice rose with her exclamation. “I can’t stay here and conform to the laws of this dimension. Not when I know there are other places that don’t require such things. I need the freedom to love whomever I want whoever they are, without the stipulation of a quota. And if that means transferring, then that’s what I’ll do.”
“If your mother was alive…”

“Well, she’s not.” Kami scowled. She had expected him to try to bring her mother into this, but it hurt just the same. “But, I can’t believe she wouldn’t want me to be happy. She was one of a quota, Ian, one that had only one child. Father’s attention stayed on the others.”

Ian’s broad shoulders lifted as he took a deep breath and sent his gaze back to the trees.
“I’m leaving for a six-month stay in Three-Two-Three. With me gone, you’ll be free to start your family before you turn twenty-five. I won’t stand in your way to fulfill your obligation. You’ll have time to find a woman that will happily live by the law.” Her voice lowered to a mumble. “And I won’t have to see you do it.”

Ian’s heavy brow furrowed and his dark lashes narrowed his gaze. “And what will happen if you find someone while you’re there? That realm doesn’t know we exist, Kami. What will you tell him when you leave every six months to come back to renew your travel rights?”
“When I choose someone, it will be because our love is true. He’ll understand I need some time away.”

His mouth dropped open and he shook his head. “What love that’s true has those kinds of secrets?” A scowl crossed his face and he drew his hand through the air. “And what makes you think a love there would be truer than my love here?”

“They choose only one. They pledge their hearts and it lasts a lifetime.”

“Promises can be broken whichever realm you’re in.” Orange and yellow leaves scattered as he marched across the small tract and sunk to the ground before her. Taking her hands in his, he looked into her eyes. “Stay here. Marry me. Be my elite choice. There can be only one first time, and I want it to be you. Let it be enough.”

char_mtn_2_2About the Author

Charlene A. Wilson is an author of paranormal tales that take you away to other dimensions. She weaves magic, lasting love, and intrigue to immerse you into the lives of her characters.
She began writing in her early teens when her vivid dreams stayed with her long after she had them. The characters and worlds were so amazing, she brought them to life through her books. You can meet them now in her series, Chronicles of Shilo Manor, and soon in her series, Aumelan.

She resides in a small community in Arkansas, USA, with her two beautiful daughters, a gray cat, Chester, and a fluffy black dog, KooJo.

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One lucky commenter will receive an e-copy of One for Kami and matching printable bookmarks.

What is your favorite or most memorable New Year’s memory?

capital_bride_ARe 200 x 300Hi. Welcome to my first blog of 2013. For this blog hop I’m giving away one ebook copy of Capital Bride, my new western romance and one ebook copy of The Swords of Gregara – Honora, the series finale of my scifi romance series. I’m also giving away two $5 Starbucks cards. You must put your EMAIL ADDRESS IN THE BODY OF THE COMMENT to be eligible to win.

What is your favorite New Years memory?
One New Year’s Eve I spent with my uncle. I was twenty. My aunt was working and my cousin, his daughter had a date. She also had a three year old and a two week old baby. Uncle Verd was comfortable watching the three year old but not the baby, so I went to their house and took care of Stephanie, the baby.

After the kids were to bed, Uncle started talking, telling me stories about my dad. You see Dad died when I was five and I didn’t really know him or have many memories of him. Uncle told me about Dad when he was a boy. At the age of ten he started working, helping to deliver milk. At fourteen he quit school and when to work full time to help out the family.

My Dad was one of thirteen children and the second oldest. They were poor, migrant farm workers. They followed the crops and once you were old enough you started working, too. Old enough was obviously a lot younger than we consider the age to be able to work. Old enough was ten, at least for Dad.

Uncle Verd told me many stories of their lives together when they were kids and as they grew up. It was one of the best New Year’s Eve’s I’ve ever had and one I always will remember.

HONORAYou’ll have four chances to win, just on my blog. I’m giving away a copy of each of my new books and two $5 Starbucks cards to four lucky commentors for this blog, so be sure and leave me a comment. Don’t forget to LEAVE YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS IN THE BODY OF THE COMMENT, to be eligible for the grand prize drawings.

Now what are those prizes?

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet

2nd Grand Prize: A $300 Amazon or B&N Gift Card

3rd Grand Prize: A Swag Pack that contains paperbacks, ebooks, 50+ bookmarks, cover flats, magnets, pens, coffee cozies and more.

An Interview with Jessica Aspen

Please help me welcome Jessica Aspen to my blog today. Jessica will be giving away an ecopy of her book Little Red Riding Wolf to one lucky commentor so be sure and leave her a question or comment.

950x1500Little_Red_Riding_Wolf_2How did you get started writing?

Hi Cynthia, thanks for having me on your blog today. I guess I’ve been writing all my life, but it wasn’t until 2008 that I really got serious. It took joining RWA and Colorado Romance Writers for me to actually finish a book. Once I started hanging out with serious writers, everything changed for me.

What genre(s) do you write in and why?

I write paranormal romance. Why? Because I’ve always loved the mysterious, exotic, and adventurous in books. I grew up on sci-fi, fantasy and gothic novels. Combine those and you have paranormal romance!

Tell us about your current series.

The Twisted Tales: Come Into The Woods novellas are modern twists of traditional fairy tales based around a group of werewolves living in the Rocky Mountains. The first book, Little Red Riding Wolf, has a spunky heroine named Red. She’s a young werewolf looking for freedom from her pack and she discovers it in a forbidden relationship with a human, Evan. The second book comes out February 2013. It’s called Snow and the Seventh Wolf, and it’s about Red’s human hating werewolf brother, Seth. Seth, of course, falls in love with a modern day Snow White. Snow is on the run from her step-parents and very human, much to Seth’s dismay.

What move best describes your life? Why?

Busy, busy, busy! I never have enough time. I have so many books I want to write and I am the eternal editor. I write fast, but edit slow. And of course I have lots of other things that need my time. If I could have a time saver like Hermione Granger, I’d take it!

What inspired your latest book?

I’ve always loved fairy tales and I’d been twisting a fae version of Snow White when I saw a contest for Red Hot Fairy Tales. Somehow that word Red stuck in my mind and I decided to do a modern version of Little Red Riding Hood, but with Red as the wolf and the huntsman as a modern day forest ranger. It did well in that contest, but the publisher really wanted traditional fairy tales, so the following year I pumped up the heat level and entered it in Passionate Ink’s Stroke of Midnight Contest, where it finaled. Changing Red into a werewolf and having her struggle with her independence shaped the plot of the book. I even threw in a shape-shifting granny with sharp teeth and sharp eyes.

What is your favorite part of writing?

I love that moment when I think “Ah ha! That’s it!” It’s when I’ve left a book for a while and I go back thinking it needs a lot of work, but it turns out its much better than I think. (Writer’s are notoriously self-conscious about their work, we all need more confidence.) Those moments don’t come often, but they make all the rest of the work worth it.

What is your least favorite part of writing?

Hmm, the editing. It drags on for me. I think I’m done with a chapter, then I send it to my CP and she says “slow down!”. That’s when I realized I still have a ton of work to do. I would love if the editing went fast. Maybe someday it will, it’s faster now than it was a few years ago.

SnowandSeventhWolf_200_2What is your next project and when will it be released?

Snow and the Seventh Wolf will be out in February 2013. Seth hates humans so much tries to kill Red’s human love interest in Little Red Riding Wolf and he’s just a big blustering alpha male, so I had to take him down a peg, or two. Actually, falling in love with Snow does the job for me. Thank Goodness!

I’ve already let you in on Snow and the Seventh Wolf in February 2013. But I’ll also let you know that the third book, based on Goldilocks and the three bears, will be coming out in Fall of 2013. And I think my publisher will be wrapping the three books up into a print anthology. I’m pretty excited about that!

What is your typical day like?

Well it depends. I work half of the year, and when I’m working life is crazy with work, kids and trying to get the dog enough exercise. Writing gets squeezed in whenever I can. But for the rest of the year I’m up at six am and on emails, Twitter, Goodreads, and Facebook. Then I eat breakfast, walk the dog for an hour, come back and shower and get to writing. I alternate sitting at the computer for forty-five minutes, with fifteen minute breaks for cleaning the house. That’s the only way I get everything accomplished. Cleaning is physical and gives my back a break from sitting at the computer. And it helps the spread of my backside!

Do you have critique partners?

I do have a critique partner. ML Guida and I started working together this summer. We both write dark paranormal and we both like hot alpha men so it’s been working out well. I’d tried working with several people before this and it always seemed to falter. ML and I work well together because we both want to move through our stories fast, and yet we are aware of the need for quality. That’s why I love sending my stuff to her, she makes me re-work it until it’s just right.

What is your favorite dessert/food?

Dark chocolate is my favorite. Give me a deep dark delicious mousse or decadent brownies and you’ll win my heart forever. Or at least until the next person shows up with chocolate cake! (wink, wink)

I’ll be giving away an e-copy of Little Red Riding Wolf to one lucky commenter.To enter please leave a comment and ask me a question about my books, writing, or life in general.

Little Red Riding Wolf by Jessica Aspen
Fraternizing with humans is taboo, but when feisty werewolf Red runs into hunky new forest ranger Evan Brewster, she jumps on the opportunity to let loose her desires. Evan is stoked when he meets the petite red haired hottie, and combined with his new discovery of wolves in Colorado, thinks his career and life are made. Then Red pushes him away, her hostile brother threatens his life, and things begin to spiral out of control. Caught between her sexy lover and her pack can Red trust Evan with her secrets, or must she sacrifice her human lover and her heart?

Available from All Romance, Amazon, and Barnes and Noble.
Catch it on sale today at Passion in Print Press.

IMG_6120_2Jessica Aspen writes paranormal romance near the foothills of the Colorado Rockies. Her books are full of elves, were-wolves and sexy men who walk on the dark side of the knife. She loves dark chocolate, walking the dog, hiking and is obsessed with her new i-pad. Jessica is also obsessed with writing and learning about writing. She is a member of RWA, CRW, FF&P and PRO. You can find Jessica most days during the week at http://jessicaaspen.com, twitter @jessicaaspen, and on Facebook.com/Jessica.Aspen.

How I started writing by Edna Curry

Please help me welcome Edna Curry to my blog today. Edna is giving away a ecopy of her book to one lucky commentor so be sure and leave her a comment.

Eccentric_Lady_FINAL_2I really don’t know how I got started writing. I guess I’ve always written in one way or another. Diaries, school assignments, letters. They sort of morphed into longer fiction.

I wrote short stories to read to my kids and then longer pieces to please myself. Eventually I tried romance novels because I read so many.

Most of my stories seemed to have a murder in them in one way or another, so I moved into romantic suspense and then cozy mysteries. I jump back and forth, depending on what idea pops up next.

Currently, I’ve been doing a Lacey Summers Private Eye series. The latest is just out, Eccentric Lady. Lacey is a small town PI who seems to get in all kinds of danger because someone doesn’t like what she does. In this novel, she tries to help a woman find out why her aunt is missing. But her aunt is eccentric and often goes off on trips alone, so no one believes she’s really missing.

My writing day varies depending on what else is going on in my life. At the moment, my husband is in the hospital and just had surgery, so I’m not getting much done besides running back and forth to the hospital. Everything else gets put on hold.

ednaspic_2Sometimes I write for 3-4 hours straight, sometimes only a half hour here and there. I try to roll with the punches that life hands me. I really hate Christmas because it seems to bring sickness and death to someone in my family every year. Bah, humbug.

But that’s just what happens in my family. Maybe yours is the opposite and only happy things happen at that time of the year. I hope so.

May 2013 bring only good things to you and yours.

An Interview with L. A. Sartor

Please help me welcome my friend Leslie Ann Sartor to my blog today. Leslie Ann is giving away a copy of either of her books to one lucky commentor so be sure and leave her a comment.

SOH_FRONT_f600_2What inspired your latest book?

Stone of Heaven came about when my husband showed me a newspaper article about a blue Jade roadway discovered in Guatemala after a hurricane uncovered part of it. And one of my all time favorite movies is Romancing the Stone, if you’re a romance writer, how could you not identify with Joan Wilder as she cries while writing the end of her novel!
Anyway, I first wrote a script, not at all like RTS, but the woman, actually women, are twins and one of this is the protagonist.

Then I realized it would make a fun read, so wrote the novel. Yikes, what a difference.
I’ve always known novel and screen writing were two beasts, I used to do lectures on it, but this one was hard.

What is your favorite part of writing?

The excitement of a new story. That unfortunately wears off fast, and the hard work sets in. Then, believe it or not, I love rewriting. That’s where I can add the texture of the location, make my characters hurt, love, make mistakes and still have a happy or at least satisfying ending. Yup, love rewriting.

What is your next project and when will it be released?

STONE OF HEAVEN is due in January. Set in the Yucatan, it involves a reclusive woman (Tori Carswell) whose twin (Abby Carswell) is an adventure-junkie and this time gets into trouble she can’t extricate herself from.

Reid Hunter, Abby’s ex-partner, turns out to be the only person Tori can find to help her save her sister from the Mayan God whose blue jade Abby wants—it has special powers and is worth endless amounts of money. This Mayan God also wants to enslave mankind and it’ll take the combined power of the twins, and a few other things, like missing Jade amulets, to make that happen.

Naturally Reid Hunter is very interested in helping Tori save her twin if he can get the jade.

So there is a lot at stake…lives, love, money and hey, even mankind!

DTB_FRONT-D1_600_copy_2What is your typical day like?

Well, I think I’m pretty darn lucky. I got to retire early and write and play. I get up at around 8, (but go to bed around midnight.) I read the digital newspaper on my iPad, then hit the computer around 9. I’ve had 2 cups of coffee by that time. Then I try to settle down to write, but usually check email etc. Then write for a couple of hours, and by 1pm I like to be done. Afternoon is for playing…relearning the piano, taking a walk , scrapbooking, photography…all the things I didn’t have time to do before.

Evenings…sometimes I write, or work on social media. Or my DH and I watch a movie (still writing screenplays, you know, so it’s research  ) or we cook a recipe (trying all sorts of food and we cook together.)

How has your experience with self-publishing been?

I couldn’t be happier. I could sell more books  But I know it’s a process and it takes time. Having additional titles out will help tremendously. I proud to be Indie Published and I have a blog all about it.

www.anindieadventure.blogspot.com

Indie Publishing about more than just putting your work out there. It’s about learning what works on covers, and for marketing to name a few.

My blog is about all that and the latest news and interviews. And it’s not just about writers, I want to interview Indie Filmmakers and Indie Musicians.

What advice do you have for other authors wanting to self-publish?

Get an editor!!!!! Honestly, we’re not doing ourselves and the industry any good if we put, excuse me…crap…out there. Get your book in the best shape it can be at that moment and then put it out.

Cindy has been a tremendous mentor to me as far as guiding me through some of the processes. Find someone whose been there and ask for help.

Ask me. I’ll help as much as I can. And there are a lot of yahoo groups that you can join that offer tremendous support.

IndieRomanceInk@yahoogroups.com is an amazing group and has provided lots of support for and by indie authors to other indie authors

What’s next for you?

I have a huge number of stories to get out, honestly I can’t write fast enough, and I’m trying to learn to be “retired” it’s not easy.

I’m working on a new romantic comedy screenplay called the Prince of Granola and I’m going to write the book as well. Since Stone of Heaven is a series, and you’ll see why when you read it  there are more of those books to write. I have an old manuscript my buddies are dying for me to update and that I think will be my next book out, it won many awards as a manuscript, so it’s time. Betrayal Of The Trust. Summer of 2013

Here’s a good question for you all. Notice how I italicized The in the title…it’s an important difference in the book an agreement, the trust” has been broken. Do the italics make a difference to you in how you perceive the title?

Betrayal Of The Trust
Or
Betrayal Of The Trust.

Cindy, thank you for having me here today. Fun questions and I hope you all enjoyed my answers.

If you leave a comment, I’ll include you in the drawing for a free book. Your choice, Dare to Believe, or Stone of Heaven (in January).

A Happy, healthy and successful 2013 to all of us.

BIO

New_Leslie_Pix_2Leslie Ann Sartor, Screenwriter

When I was writing romantic suspense novels, I was certain I’d found my calling. But I had never quite been able to rid myself of the dream I had as a little girl watching Disney movies–to create magical moments up on the big screen.

So I took screenwriting classes, sure I was chasing a hopeless dream, after all I now lived in Colorado, not California.

Then came an unexpected request; could I write a romantic movie based on a true story? YOU BET! And I was contracted to adapt a non-fiction book, Mother of the Pound, into a big screen romantic epic, Cry of the Dove—a story of faith and love built around the ethnic struggle in Iraq during the turmoil of WWII.

I’ve truly found my passion and am living my dream. To create stories on paper that translate into magic on the screen.

An Interview with Merry Farmer

Please help me welcome Merry Farmer to my blog today. Merry is giving away a copy of her ebook, The Loyal Heart, to one of you who leaves her a comment, so be sure to if you want to be entered to win.

The_Loyal_Heart_small_2Tell us about your current series.

The Noble Hearts trilogy is set in one of my favorite time periods, the High Middle Ages. I incorporate a lot of themes from the Robin Hood legend in the first novel, The Loyal Heart, mostly because the legend has the actual history of the time period so wrong. I wanted to tell a story that was truer to history while at the same time telling it in a voice that was modern and relatable. With the second book, The Faithful Heart, I wanted to give the hero’s sidekick from The Loyal Heart (Jack) his own story. As much as I love alpha heroes, I often feel like beta heroes have even more interesting stories to tell. I explore that in The Faithful Heart along with the idea of a peasant becoming a noble. And in the third book of the trilogy, The Courageous Heart, which has just come out, I wanted to give the trilogy’s anti-hero a chance to redeem himself. So really the Noble Hearts is my sampler of heroes, alpha hero, beta hero, and anti-hero. There’s a little something there for everyone. And sword fights. Lots of sword fights.

What genre(s) do you write in and why?

I write Romance, mostly because I can’t write anything else. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve tried, but in the end everything always comes back to love. I love to see happy endings, to see men and women who deserve each other get together in the end. Too often real life – certainly my real life – isn’t like that. Granted, I also write Science Fiction. I describe it as Social Science Fiction with strong romantic elements. I haven’t published any of it yet, but I will soon.

How did you get started writing?

I’ve been writing since I was ten years old and realized one day that I didn’t have to wait for my teacher to assign a creative writing project to write something. It was the best day of my life. I then continued to entertain myself all through childhood, adolescence, and yes, even adulthood, by writing. I always knew I wanted to write as a living, but it wasn’t until a couple of years ago that “want” to write for a living has turned into “could seriously do this whole writing for a living thing”. Everything changed the day my voracious reader of a best friend commented about a bestselling book she’d just read that my writing was better than that author’s.

What is your next project and when will it be released?

I’m currently working on the second book in my Montana Romance series, Fool for Love. The first book, Our Little Secrets, is set in Montana in 1895. This one follows a minor character from that first book. Whereas the Noble Hearts is a true trilogy in that each book builds on the last one, with the Montana Romance series I’m trying to make each a stand-alone with strong ties to the others in the series. It’s a challenge, but a fun one! My plan is to have Fool for Love released sometime this spring and to have the third in this series out by the end of the year.

Do you write under a pen name? Why or why not?

I deliberately made the decision to publish under my real name, Merry Farmer, because I wanted to see my name on bookshelves. That decision was either vain or a cathartic response to all the girls who used to bully me throughout school. Although it’s kind of a catchy name anyhow.

How far do you plan ahead?

Well, if I stopped coming up with new ideas right now and only wrote the books that I’ve already imagined and jotted down notes about, I would be writing for years. I know that in 2013 I will finish and publish Fool for Love, I’ll be polishing the two books of my Sci-Fi series, Saving Grace and Fallen from Grace and testing them in the waters of traditional publishing, and I also have an idea for a somewhat comedic Regency Romance called A Duke and A Pirate that I’d love to finish in time to pitch traditionally during conference season next year. And those are only the books that I’ve either already started, finished, or extensively outlined. A writer’s work is never done!

The_Courageous_Heart_small_2How has your experience with self-publishing been?

Self-publishing has been everything I ever hoped and dreamed and more. No, seriously! I had toyed around with the idea of traditional publishing a few years ago, but the whole process always left me cold. There was something about it that just didn’t fit with who I was or what I wanted to do. I finished the first draft of The Loyal Heart in 2008 and sent out a few weak query letters, but my heart wasn’t in it. Then came self-publishing. I began to learn all about it at the Philadelphia Writer’s Conference in 2011 and knew it was for me. So I researched the whole process, built my online platform, found a professional editor and cover designer, and went to town.

I feel that I’ve been very successful as a self-published writer. But more important than the numbers and paychecks is the knowledge of everything from craft to marketing that I’ve gained through the experience. I have definitely become a better writer, both through working with my awesome editor, Alison Dasho, and through the criticism, both fair and ragingly unfair, that my novels have received through reviews. I will always self-publish, but I also consider it just one of many roads for my books to take to get into reader’s hands. I would like to have the experience of publishing with a small press as well as pursuing the brass ring of an agent and contract with a Big Six publisher. I’m a firm believer in the fact that authors can and should pursue all of those paths, even simultaneously.

The_Faithful_Heart_small_2Will you share some encouraging words for authors still struggling for that first contract?

Don’t think of a traditional contract as the be all and end all of writing. The publishing world is wide open now. Pursue all paths. Do whatever it takes to get constructive feedback that will make you a better author. They say self-publishing is the new query letter. I believe that. I also believe that a query letter that can cite previously published works and hard statistics to go along with them carries more weight with agents than those that don’t have that base of experience.

And of course, you can do this! Really, you can!

Excerpt from The Loyal Heart

Crispin paced the hall outside of the library. Every noise spiked his nerves. He was a fool for being skittish over shadows. Buxton wouldn’t find out. And if he did it changed nothing. The risks he took now were for Aubrey’s sake.

His breath caught in his throat at the memory of her standing in her doorway, her robe loose around creamy shoulders. She hadn’t even tried to cover herself. If he didn’t know better he would have said she had let him look at the curve of her hip, the rise of her breasts. His body ached for her. He could imagine making love to her for hours, sweet and slow.

The thump of footsteps on the other side of the door snapped his back straight. She burst out into the hall, her expression troubled.

“Did you have a good conversation with your friends?” He cursed the gravel in his voice.

“Oh, yes, brilliant. Thanks.” Sarcasm spilled off her words. She raked him with a hard glance then marched down the hall.

She was silent and agitated. He kept his mouth shut, matching her pace and watching her as she stormed through the halls to her room. Her robe skewed across her shoulder with each step she took, exposing more of her rosy flesh. With the fire in her eyes at that moment he figured he could throw her up against the wall and take her right there and she would love it. Frustrated by the heat that pounded through him he turned away.

“You’re awfully quiet,” she broke the silence when they were in the stairwell.

He cleared his throat in vain. “I have nothing to say.” It was true. He didn’t want to say anything.

“Oh.” She sounded disappointed.

They continued up the stairs and along the hallway in silence. When they reached her room Aubrey entered and started to shut the door behind her. He stopped it from closing and stepped inside.

She turned and sighed at his boldness, crossing her arms. “I did not invite you in.”

“Aubrey, I-”

“I thought you didn’t have anything to say.” One eyebrow quirked up over flashing eyes.
She stood firm but didn’t order him out.

He left the door open as he approached her. The smooth line of her shoulder stood out in sharp relief against the lightning-split sky. His mouth watered to taste the salt of her skin. “Buxton has agreed to our marriage. He has set a date. Saturday.”
He searched her eyes for panic, fear, rejection. He found steel. “Buxton has given his consent.” She repeated his statement with a flat stare, crossing her arms.

“Yes, he-”

“Buxton.” She blew out a breath and shook her head.

Her hair had dried and spilled over her shoulder in warm brown waves. One curling lock had settled between her breasts as she crossed her arms. He couldn’t remember what she had said. “Is something the matter?”

“Do you have to ask his permission to piss?”

The question withered the coil of heat in his gut. “He gave me land and a position of power and respect.” He couldn’t meet her eyes as he gave his worn excuse.

She took a step towards him. “That’s in the past. How much control does he have now?” He turned away. She didn’t give him time to gather his raging thoughts into an answer. “Could the Council of Nobles really vote to take Windale from you?”

His eyes snapped up to meet hers at the apparent change of subject. Suspicion constricted his throat. “Theoretically the Council could overturn any decision Buxton has made if they have the support of the crown. But it isn’t likely. Buxton has most of the nobles in his pocket and Prince John is his friend.”

“And what about you?” She took another step towards him. The fire in his blood flared again. “Does he have you in his pocket?”

Yes. He did. The truth twisted his stomach.

“No,” he answered her, stepping closer. She was a breath away, eyes flaring up to meet his. He could feel the heat of her anger spark the air between them. “Buxton does not control me.”

“Then do something!” she seethed, gripping his arms as if she could steer the course of the world through his muscles. “Stop placating him. Set my friends free whether he gives his permission or not. Don’t let him-”

His mouth crashed over hers before she could finish. He pulled her against him, one arm tight around her waist while the other cradled the back of her head. Her body was rigid in his arms as he tasted her, curled his fingers in her hair. She shuddered and her fingers dug into his biceps as he softened his kiss, teasing his tongue across hers, nipping at her lips. The hand on her waist caressed lower, splaying on the contour of her bottom, between her legs, pressing her hips up against his. He tipped her chin up and lowered his hungry mouth to her neck, licking her fiery pulse. Her nails burrowed harder and the groan from deep in her throat snapped him to his senses.

Gasping Crispin stepped back, pressing his wrist to his mouth and whipping away from her. “I’m sorry,” he panted, “That was inappropriate.” His voice was gruff with shame as he tore past her.

“Crispin-” She called his name as he fled into the hall, slamming the door behind him.
The room was spinning. Aubrey staggered to her bed as the door banged and grabbed the post with both arms to hold herself up. Her legs were weak and liquid fire sang between them. Her lips still burned with the taste of him. She was sure she had a molten handprint on her backside. She closed her eyes and forced herself to breathe to steady herself.

She had no idea what had just happened. It had been her intention to pry information out of him, to see if he could give her a hint about whether Ethan’s plan for the Council of Nobles had a hope of succeeding. She wanted to test him to see if he would free her friends without Buxton’s permission if it came to it. The last thing she expected was to become a part of him for one blinding moment. Ethan had kissed her plenty of times and it had been nice. Crispin had ignited her soul.

She glanced to the door, biting her lip and hoping that he would storm back into the room to throw her on her bed and finish what he had hinted at.

With a gasp she stood rod straight as if someone else had just thrown a lewd suggestion at her. Bitter guilt washed over her. She loved Ethan. If she was going to work herself into sizzling knots over anyone it was going to be Ethan. Crispin was her pawn, nothing else. She pushed away from the bedpost and staggered to the rain-lashed window. Throwing it open into the waning storm she thrust her head out into the rain. She wouldn’t have been surprised if steam curled off of her skin.

best_headshot_2Merry’s Author Bio

Merry Farmer is an award-winning novelist who lives in suburban Philadelphia with her two cats, Butterfly and Torpedo. She has been writing since she was ten years old and realized one day that she didn’t have to wait for the teacher to assign a creative writing project to write something. It was the best day of her life. She then went on to earn not one but two degrees in History so that she would always having something to write about. Today she is a giant History nerd and a hopeless romantic waiting for her own love story to start. Her first book, The Loyal Heart, is a swashbuckling Medieval Historical Romance involving a love triangle that will keep you guessing. Both The Loyal Heart and its sequels, The Faithful Heart and The Courageous Heart, are available wherever eBooks are sold. She has also begun a new Western Historical Romance series set in Montana in 1895. The first of that series, Our Little Secrets, is now available. The second, Fool for Love, will be released in early 2013. Merry is also passionate about blogging, knitting, and cricket and is working towards becoming an internationally certified cricket scorer.

Social Networking links:

Website: http://merryfarmer.net

Twitter: @merryfarmer20

Facebook: www.facebook.com/merryfarmerauthor

Book links:

The Loyal Heart

Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B005R4K75W

B&N – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-loyal-heart-merry-farmer/1106051739?ean=2940011541537

Sony eReader Store – http://ebookstore.sony.com/ebook/merry-farmer/the-loyal-heart/_/R-400000000000000527599

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/92993

The Faithful Heart

Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B006PUDD44

B&N – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-faithful-heart-merry-farmer/1108068341?ean=2940032960553

Sony eReader Store – http://ebookstore.sony.com/ebook/merry-farmer/the-faithful-heart/_/R-400000000000000592585

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/117240

The Courageous Heart

Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B009Z1AATQ

B&N – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-courageous-heart-merry-farmer/1113712615?ean=2940015912661

Smashwords –https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/250038

Our Little Secrets

Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0087KI4T4

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/167282

B&N – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/our-little-secrets-merry-farmer/1111649170?ean=2940033267514

NEW RELEASE!!!! SERIES FINALE!!

I’ve released the final book in my Swords of Gregara series. Honora is the best of the three I think. I fell in love with her and with Joridan, her hero. Here is a short excerpt from the book.

I’d love to have some comments and feedback of what you think. I’m giving an ebook to one commentor (either a Kindle gift or a Smashwords coupon, winners choice) and a $5 Starbucks card to another.

You can find the book on:
Amazon – http://amzn.com/B00AS4MOJI
Smashwords – http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/267920
All Romance eBooks –http://bit.ly/RMlLmf

HONORAEXCERPT

“Oww” a woman’s voice awash with pain reached his ears.

“You disappoint me, Honora. You continue to try to escape me. When will you learn?” asked a whiney voiced man.

The whip struck flesh. Again the woman moaned but didn’t scream. She didn’t scream.

When he woke again he was not alone but the man with the whip was gone. Chained across the room from him, hung by her wrists, was a woman. He could see the lash marks on her back. Lash upon lash, new over old. They obstructed the beautiful tattoo of a dragon on her back. The blood hard to see within the red of the dragon.

Crawling to her he released her hands from the chains holding her up. She collapsed in a heap on the floor. He crawled back to his side of the room as darkness overtook him once more.

*****

The dried blood on her back cracked with each movement, but she worked through the pain as she stretched. Breathed deep and accepted the pain. Her sword weighed heavier in her hand than usual. More evidence of the lashing two nights ago. She looked down at the unconscious man at her feet. A new recruit. A Zolthor, like herself. Another reason Perdor punished her for her attempted escape, her sixth try in as many months.

This last punishment was the worst. Five lashes. Not enough to incapacitate her but enough to make her remember. Perdor wanted her to be able to train the new slave. He wanted them to be a team, good enough to take on all contenders. He’d be the only owner with two Zolthor fighting for him. Not just one, but a team. He was practically wetting himself in anticipation of the beras that he’ll win with a team of Zolthor fighters.

Again she looked down on the naked man. Long brown lashes lay against his cheek. A nice contrast to his golden blond hair. What color eyes did they hide? Blue? Green? Brown perhaps. She’d find out soon enough.

He was a beautiful man. Well formed. Broad shoulders. Trim waist. Long muscular legs. He looked like a warrior. Would be a good fighter. Maybe even a good lover as he appeared well endowed there as well.

He’d awakened from the drug induced sleep long enough to crawl over and release her from the chains. For that she was grateful. Her wrists didn’t hurt as much as usual because of him. Using her blades was easier than it had been after her previous punishments.

Time to wake up the sleeping man and get him trained. Time was short and she intended to make the most of it. He would learn or he would die.

The Appeal of Time Travel Romance by Susan Macatee

Please help me welcome Susan to my blog. Be sure and leave her a comment for a chance to win.

Thanks for having me as a guest today, Cynthia! Since my new release, Thoroughly Modern Amanda, is a time travel romance, I wanted to talk about what appeals to me about the genre.

When I first started to read romances, the ones that appealed to me most where the time travels. I read stories where heroines and sometimes heroes, traveled to the Scottish Highlands, Medieval England or some other long gone period. Sometimes the travelers stayed in the past to live out their lives with their new found loves and other times, they’d reunite in the present. Either way, I was fascinated by the idea of someone from my time living, interacting and finding love in a long ago era.

I’ve always been drawn to time travel stories, even as a kid. Episodes of “The Twilight Zone” and “Star Trek”, that featured time travel, as well as the show “The Time Tunnel” were my absolute favorites.

I’d also gotten hooked on the daytime soap, “Dark Shadows” That show also had episodes where characters traveled back and forth through time.

So, it was no stretch that my very first romance novel, Erin’s Rebel, would feature a modern-day heroine who traveled back to the time of American Civil War.

Before I even attempted to write this book, though, I spent years devouring time travel romance novels. I can’t begin to list all the books I read. Most have been given away long ago, but a few early books I recall reading are Believe by Victoria Alexander. This was set in medieval England. Once a Pirate by Susan Grant, was set on a pirate ship and A Blast to the Past by Virginia Farmer was set in medieval Scotland.

In a lot of the books the heroine travels from the present time to the past, but I’ve also read books, A Blast to the Past, for example, where the hero goes back in time. And I’ve read books where historical characters travel to the present. Out of the Blue, by Caroline Clemmons is a good example.

The main thing is, I think these books are a lot of fun. I love the idea of lovers from different time periods coming together, breaking apart and finally learning to accept a future with their chosen hero/heroine, but often having to accept and fall in love with living in a different century. In many cases, for the rest of their lives.

Have you ever read a time travel, whether romance or not? And what did you like or dislike about it?

My new time travel romance, Thoroughly Modern Amanda, is out today, available from The Wild Rose Press. This story is based on one of the characters from Erin’s Rebel. Amanda Montgomery was a child in that book, the daughter of the hero, but now she has a time travel story all her own.

Blurb:
Amanda Montgomery longs to be a modern woman, living the life her step-mother has always told her is possible. But 19th century society expects well-off young ladies to focus on finding a suitable husband and start a family. Amanda works as a reporter for a local magazine and dreams of going to the big city to work at a newspaper before settling down.

Jack Lawton wants to save an old house that’s set to be demolished, but when he sneaks inside to take a final look, he’s hit on the head with a beam and wakes up in the arms of a beautiful woman. The only problem is, he’s not in the 21st century anymore, but has somehow stepped into another time. Can he find his way back? Does he want to?

Excerpt:
Amanda supported the workman, Jack, as they made their way to her home. She gulped as a carriage drove down the road, fearing Randolph’s presence. The last thing she needed was to have him spy her leading a strange man to her home.

But she couldn’t just leave him here. He was hurt and seemed disoriented. And his mention of a car brought back memories of her step-mother’s stories. Stories of the future. She’d take him to Erin and see if she could make sense of this.

He seemed a bit wobbly, but fortunately, not many people were out and about this time of day. The few who were, openly stared, but at Amanda’s nod, they inclined their heads and continued on their way.

She blew out a sigh of relief when they reached her front stoop. Jack lifted his gaze, then grimaced. Apparently his head still pained him but he made no sound of protest as she led him through the door.

Her father and brother would be at the bank at this hour, but her step-mother might be in. As they entered the foyer, silence yawned from the hall. If home, she’d likely find Erin in the kitchen.
She led Jack to one of the chairs by the staircase. “Sit here a minute. I’ll open the parlor doors, so you can lie on the settee, then I’ll find my step-mother.”

He sat with a thump, his tanned, work-roughened hand reaching for his head.

“Does it still hurt?” she asked.

He nodded. “A little. You have any ibuprofen by any chance?”

She frowned. “Ibu… I’m not sure what you mean.”

He heaved a heavy sigh and sank his face into both hands.

“Just a minute. I’ll get you into the parlor.”

She flung open the doors and found the parlor empty, as she’d expected. The room was hardly used, except for those rare occasions when a family member entertained guests. But Mrs. O’Leary had cleaned the small room yesterday, so there shouldn’t be any dust. She ran her hand over the settee by the fireplace to be sure.

Turning back to the hall, she strode over to Jack. He peered up at her, his eyes bleary. She lifted her hand and he settled his over hers. His firm, strong grip sent a tingle through her fingers. What would it feel like to have those hands roving over her body? Her face heated at the thought.

Thoroughly Modern Amanda, available today at The Wild Rose Press.
http://www.thewildrosepress.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=195&products_id=5074

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An Interview with Amber Belldene

Please help me welcome Amber Belldene to my blog today. Amber is giving away an ebook of her book, Bloodvine, to be delivered to one of you after it’s release date of January 8th. Be sure and leave her a comment to be entered into the contest.

Cynthia, thank you so much for having me on your blog today! I look forward to giving away an e-copy of my novel debut Blood Vine to one of your commenters.

BloodVine_Cover_Final-2_2How did you get started writing?

Ooh. I love this question because it is such a ridiculous story. When I was pregnant with my twins I had to go on maternity leave early, and I ended up reading non-stop. I consumed more than one romance novel a day before the kids were born—hundreds of them. Sexy and romantic books were my pickles and ice cream! In the back of my mind, I began to ask myself if I could write one too. I became very analytical about what made a good plot or series. And then, one day, I got an idea and ran with it. It became Blood Vine—my debut novel, which will be released January 8th.

Why do you write under a pen name?

For a number of reasons. One is that my real name is a mouthful. The second is that my day job is as an Episcopal Priest. Personally, I don’t think there is anything un-Christian or irreligious about writing racy romances. I believe God made us for love, and that sex is one of the holiest expressions of love two people can get up to. I write in the romance genre because I believe in the hope and redemption that comes with happy endings. But, I do know that some church-goers might find my writing off-putting, and I want to honor those feelings by not being in their faces with my secondary avocation. And, to be honest, when I’m preaching, I’d rather them think about my sermons than my sex scenes.

When I started writing Blood Vine, my mother reminded me that I’d aspired to write novels as a child, and had promised my grandmother I’d do it under her name. That’s where Belldene came from.

Where do you get the ideas for your stories?

Another great question, Cynthia! I love mythology, and folklore, and of course the Bible—I love trying to put a new spin on an old story or convention. That’s how I wound up with the idea of the exile-related wasting disease that plagues my vampires. I took the convention that vampires slept in coffins lined with the soil of the place they were buried, and added to it something I’d learned in seminary from my fabulous preaching professor, who is also a classicist. She taught us that nostalgia is the deep motivation behind Odysseus’s journey. And then, boom, I had a vampire hero with a case of nostalgia so serious it could kill him.

Do you have critique partners?

I have a group of seven writers I regularly trade work with. I met all but one of them through various chapters of Romance Writers of America (RWA), and they are brilliant, unique and the greatest joy of my writing life. I can email them when I need a reality check or encouragement, and I trust them to push me to make a scene just a little bit better. I am also one of the list parents of the online critique group for the Fantasy, Futuristic and Paranormal chapter of RWA (the mud puddle), which is a group of supportive and talented writers. Trading critiques is hard work for the mind and the heart, and I am deeply appreciative of that online community of writers.

What does your space look like?

Because I am a mom of toddler twins who works full-time, I don’t have a lot of sitting-at-a-desk time to write. Early in the morning or after the kids go to bed, I usually just sit on the couch with my laptop. I know its not ergonomic, but in the evening it puts me in the same room with my husband while he plays video games, which counts for a lot. I’m totally inspired when he kills a bunch of zombies.

What genre(s) do you write in and why?

I write in the paranormal genre, because I like the dark, mysterious and fantastical premises. The stakes and the sensuality are amped up far beyond reality. But, paradoxically, I am convinced immersing ourselves in these alternate worlds helps us understand our real human existence better. So, for examples, vampires might show us something about our appetites—both emotional and physical.

Tell us about your current series.

My current series begins with Blood Vine. This first book is about Croatian vampire Andre Maras who was forced from his homeland by his ancient enemies, the Hunters. He has grown weak in exile, as all vampires do when separated from their native soil. But for the first time in centuries, Andre has a reason to hope, and he is honor bound to share that reason with his fellow refugees. The problem is, he doesn’t know how to find them. So he hires a public relations firm to help. And when P.R. expert Zoey Porter arrives, she disrupts all his plans.

I’m preparing to submit the second book, and once I do, I’ll get started on the third story, both of which feature Andre’s hunky sons, Kos and Bel.

Tell us about your hero.

Andre is the head of a big vampire household, including his two sons and lots of staff who provide blood. Because of his wasting sickness, he lives in a perpetual state of painful longing for his home—an island off the Dalmatian Coast of Croatia. He’s been a winemaker since the days of the Roman empire, and now he lives on his vineyard in Sonoma County, the Kastel Estate Winery. He’s ancient, gruff, wounded, and fiercely protective of his people. He’s an awesome dad to his sons, which is something that I adore about him. And he is stubborn in his refusal never to love again, but not nearly as stubborn as Zoey.

Do you prefer to read in the same genres you write in or do you avoid reading that genre? Why?

It’s funny, because I hadn’t thought about it until you asked, but with the exception of authors I already knew and loved, I mostly stopped reading new vampire stories once I started to write Blood Vine. I think I wanted to immerse myself in the world I was building. So, I switched to my other favorite—historical romances. That worked out well for me, because I could study how those authors used detail to create rich historical context, which I needed to master in order to vividly paint Andre’s Croatia. My favorite paranormal worlds are like Gail Carriger’s—rooted in a real culture, with lots of texture–and that’s what I aimed to write in Blood Vine.

book_shot_2Bio:
Amber Belldene grew up on the Florida panhandle, swimming with alligators, climbing oak trees and diving for scallops…when she could pull herself away from a book. As a child, she hid her Nancy Drew novels inside the church bulletin and read mysteries during sermons—an irony that is not lost on her when she preaches these days.
Amber is an Episcopal Priest and student of religion. She believes stories are the best way to explore human truths. Some people think it is strange for a minister to write romance, but it is perfectly natural to her, because the human desire for love is at the heart of every romance novel and God made people with that desire. She lives with her husband and two children in San Francisco.

Blurb:

Blood Vine

Bites are an inconvenient bliss, exiled vampires are wasting away, and the fate of their kind depends on the perfect PR campaign. 



When public relations pro Zoey Porter arrives at an enchanting California winery, she discovers her sexy new client is the almost one-night stand she can’t forget. After her husband’s suicide, Zoey has vowed never to risk her heart again. But can she walk away from the intriguing winemaker a second time?



Driven from Croatia by his ancient foes, vampire Andre Maras has finally made a blood-like wine to cure his fellow refugees. Now he needs Zoey’s PR expertise to reach them. After his wife’s death, Andre has a vow of his own—never to risk another painful blood bond. And one taste of the tempting Zoey would bind him to her eternally.

Excerpt:

The view from the parlor at sunset stunned Zoey. A wall of French doors opened onto a narrow balcony and displayed a pink sky, flush against the verdant grapevines that trailed over gentle hills. The landscape was more than enough ornament for the room and Zoey was glad Andre had left the ivory colored walls bare.

He sat chatting with Pedro, and they both stood as she walked in. She had to look a long way up to meet his eyes. Pedro poured wine into three glasses.

“I should admit I don’t have much of a palate,” she said.

“Don’t worry, we’ll guide you.” Pedro handed her a glass.

As she lifted it to her nose, Andre watched her. “Hhhmm. It smells so earthy. It’s very unusual.”

“Yes, the grapes are from our family vines on Šolta, before they were burned,” Andre said.

“A fire?” How tragic, to lose so much heritage.

Andre sipped his wine before he said, “Yes, that’s why I—why my family came to the U.S.”
“When was the fire?” she asked.

“Eighteen forty-seven,” Andre replied. Her next question had formed on her lips when he added, “It is a very long story. Another time?”

“Sure.”

“This wine was produced from the Šoltan vines planted when this estate was founded, and recently spliced onto the vines on my new land.”

“But,” Zoey checked to be certain she understood, “it’s the Zinfandel grape whose name I have no hope of saying in Croatian?”

“Yes, that one.” Andre nodded. “The vineyards we acquired several years ago bear a startling similarity to our vineyards in Šolta and the resulting wine tastes just like the ones we used to make.”

“Were you actually able to taste wines made by your family so long ago?”

He tilted his head. “Able to taste them? Oh, I see. Yes, I was fortunate enough to taste wine made from that vineyard.”

Why did she feel like he was evading her question?

She brought her glass to her mouth and glanced up to find him watching. She lowered her lids and concentrated. When the wine hit her tongue, she opened them wide again.

She ran her tongue along the back of her teeth, searching out words for the astonishing mixture of flavors in her mouth. “It’s as thick as blood…and it tastes like sunshine, raisins and peppery licorice.”

The flecks in his green eyes glittered. “Yes, Zoey, it does.” For the first time, he didn’t call her Ms. Porter. “Your palate is perfect.”

He looked delighted with her. She glanced away, her head suddenly light, as if she hadn’t eaten all day. Darting her eyes back to him, his face had gone neutral. She wanted the delight back.