tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64192526672814849632024-03-13T06:43:14.646-05:00Wicked Thorn and RosesSierra Wolfehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09815380178844582560noreply@blogger.comBlogger580125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-45446606117838651042013-03-16T16:20:00.001-05:002013-03-16T16:20:19.761-05:00Download free WOLF'S SOUL. FREE only today<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ-F6lvVqrga7UW-_ApkPii7_Dn67isFfUwpYy-5aeBFSfhlgG9SA_mCV1TcGAta9DI6QQN7RnNRAxfpNKzVu_6EoDo69cCYJVk-NdxRHaXnwk6sCJkZzv6M8sdyYtcttkGDaYSlIWrbQ/s1600/WOLFSSOULEBOOKFREEBANNEr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ-F6lvVqrga7UW-_ApkPii7_Dn67isFfUwpYy-5aeBFSfhlgG9SA_mCV1TcGAta9DI6QQN7RnNRAxfpNKzVu_6EoDo69cCYJVk-NdxRHaXnwk6sCJkZzv6M8sdyYtcttkGDaYSlIWrbQ/s320/WOLFSSOULEBOOKFREEBANNEr.jpg" width="313" /></a></div>You can download a free copy of Wolf's Soul from <a href="http://museituppublishing.com/" target="_blank">Museitup</a> today.<br />
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Tierney O'Malleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12053559586348434430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-34082913032501285932013-02-24T16:59:00.001-06:002013-02-24T17:03:38.020-06:00Win an Amazon certificate!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Visit <a href="http://theloglineblog.blogspot.com/2013/02/naughty-knight.html" target="_blank">The Log Line Blog</a> and leave your comment. My log line about Naughty Knight<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"> will be live for 15 days before it doesn't show on the front page. You are eligible for a chance to win an Amazon gift certificate monthly. Winner is announced the first Wednesday of the month so please drop by on the blog and leave your comments during the full 15 days.</span></span><br />
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Tierney O'Malleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12053559586348434430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-7483644634310111572013-02-06T08:24:00.001-06:002013-02-06T08:24:38.117-06:00Signing Books This Weekend<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5MGTJJnky5CDmG3mEY0saFYwBQwZciZQvp78W8hsT5u6-e1VjcHFMMusp0Ch3FHzFWavMNuMxf8Qrsf_MpN-7yZpS5S6ORJcF8ClVdECugOfMEXODQZqtZAJBO3ZiUyqKmgYBLUt9OP4/s1600/Valentines+picture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="237" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5MGTJJnky5CDmG3mEY0saFYwBQwZciZQvp78W8hsT5u6-e1VjcHFMMusp0Ch3FHzFWavMNuMxf8Qrsf_MpN-7yZpS5S6ORJcF8ClVdECugOfMEXODQZqtZAJBO3ZiUyqKmgYBLUt9OP4/s320/Valentines+picture.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;">I will be signing her books and meeting with readers at the Glendale Chocolate Affaire in Glendale, Arizona (at Murphy Park). Stop by for a book and meet some amazing authors and male cover models! </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;">I will be signing at the following times: </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;">Friday, February 8th 5 pm to 10 pm</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;">Saturday, February 9th 10 am to 6 pm</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;">Sunday, February 10th 12 pm to 5 pm</span><br />
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 16px;">Wendy Ely</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;">For more information about the Chocolate Affaire festival: </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="line-height: 16px;">http://www.glendaleaz.com/events/chocolateaffaire.cfm</span></span><br />
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To keep the woman he loves, he’ll do more than turn his back on his pack.<br style="color: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.625;" />He’ll fight and kill every shapeshifters in his path.<br style="color: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.625;" />Damn the consequences. Damn his fifth and last remaining life.Ruthless, charismatic, and dangerously handsome shapeshifter, Callum Dyrdek abides by his clan’s code - avoid humans, but protect them from their archenemy, the Blood Robbers. But he broke the rules when he meets Marisol, the passionate and kick-ass woman who possesses the powerful ancient sword that belonged to the leader who ruled his clan many centuries ago. He claims her as his. Now, the enemy demands he give up the woman and the sword or they will attack the humans. Will his clan stand behind him after what he has done?</div>
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Expert swordswoman, Marisol Saint James killed a shapeshifter. Now she’s on the run with another named Callum who wants her sword and has taken her virginity. But until she finds the truth about herself, she must trust him. When Callum put his fifth and last life on the line in exchange for her safety, she intervenes. Callum wants her sword, but she gave him her heart—whole-souled.</div>
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</span>Tierney O'Malleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12053559586348434430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-91068896973748634422012-09-20T22:29:00.000-05:002012-09-20T22:29:58.555-05:00<p align="center"><strong>“Christmas In October”</strong></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;" align="center"> Stop by <a href="http://www.pennyestelle.blogspot.com/">http://www.pennyestelle.blogspot.com</a> every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday during the whole month of October.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;" align="center">Check out the fabulous books being showcased on those days and comment.</p>
<p align="center">Your name goes into the “hat” every time you comment!</p>
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Tierney O'Malleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12053559586348434430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-39536725361314732452012-06-22T21:08:00.002-05:002012-06-22T21:08:20.786-05:00Giving away two copies of Wolf's Soul<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Visit <a href="http://theblackraveneroticcafe.com/?p=13146" target="_blank">BlackRaven's Erotic Cafe</a> for another chance to win a copy of Ablaze. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Contest ends on April 16th.</div>Tierney O'Malleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12053559586348434430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-77676861232925591042012-03-20T12:33:00.001-05:002012-03-20T12:34:05.465-05:00Do you Believe in Big Foot? Nessie? Chupacabra? Yeti?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0s-WouC9VnEvmCoPlXd9J7QxdBanyX3rzGkiZgIlPNvIZXtVk-_pDZvyZYts18WniBWEfzPCqTXY2voMZRq-KOLfbi4MZaMk6MHhlg0KeCpCecOZkkZo09f5Qux_tW9wmRGKri2-TBCbF/s1600/bigfoot.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0s-WouC9VnEvmCoPlXd9J7QxdBanyX3rzGkiZgIlPNvIZXtVk-_pDZvyZYts18WniBWEfzPCqTXY2voMZRq-KOLfbi4MZaMk6MHhlg0KeCpCecOZkkZo09f5Qux_tW9wmRGKri2-TBCbF/s320/bigfoot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722027402804798226" /></a><br /><br />Since I was a kid, I've been fascinated by cryptozoology. I think I've seen every documentary there is on Big Foot and have studied the famous video of the Sasquatch walking. Do I believe in Big Foot? I do! And yeah, I've heard all the debate against the existence of the hairy creatures. We'd have found a dead one by now, or bones or we'd have captured more on video or in the wild. Or we'd have found their poop. Heard it all. I don't care. I still believe in them. I think they are a highly evolved ape and that's it. An elusive, private creature. Just an undiscovered ape that doesn't drag his knuckles. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD_WsXlSDNlSgQaT6HDjFvqj6AIo6dTliNuGyfvn3Kz4z7uvpc2TykdvfKpxFMEcXyZ8GVoQHemkEWSPyclEuMkNjbn3-A5Jhn-YHap5ExfuXa4flwYN5tU4v_sZGjKeVNjTMzBVTwgYmt/s1600/bigfootsign.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD_WsXlSDNlSgQaT6HDjFvqj6AIo6dTliNuGyfvn3Kz4z7uvpc2TykdvfKpxFMEcXyZ8GVoQHemkEWSPyclEuMkNjbn3-A5Jhn-YHap5ExfuXa4flwYN5tU4v_sZGjKeVNjTMzBVTwgYmt/s320/bigfootsign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722026202854087010" /></a><br /><br />I also believe in the Loch Ness Monster. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1vrtDlrZARDdZc3RrlElJqd2jmtADzrBd5ifOsA2wSMnUBnu_ETu5bYyyRdQKpFcf-g6mGAmvb61E72NZBtleYxqNMPH2Q4-z2X5VLa9bhUU-u9x4H1cPtmhjgw975mkvwh4FzVBH6cjq/s1600/nessie.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1vrtDlrZARDdZc3RrlElJqd2jmtADzrBd5ifOsA2wSMnUBnu_ETu5bYyyRdQKpFcf-g6mGAmvb61E72NZBtleYxqNMPH2Q4-z2X5VLa9bhUU-u9x4H1cPtmhjgw975mkvwh4FzVBH6cjq/s320/nessie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722026221096522578" /></a><br /><br />And the Chupacabra. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2GlaGmHsMmvyz69dYfoi-fyYUV7HtCsxELH2yWVqmAEbtUlNqxyQST4T5ojAq0g6R30_nJdT51lXtrjhkKBaFGhmUJPwr9Nnr2v3kMVE-Fg8es2GYPq0qQqUrSBvjsso_OOp_1tGtDUS0/s1600/chupacabra-texas.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2GlaGmHsMmvyz69dYfoi-fyYUV7HtCsxELH2yWVqmAEbtUlNqxyQST4T5ojAq0g6R30_nJdT51lXtrjhkKBaFGhmUJPwr9Nnr2v3kMVE-Fg8es2GYPq0qQqUrSBvjsso_OOp_1tGtDUS0/s320/chupacabra-texas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722026210681480834" /></a><br /><br />Seriously! I think the Loch Ness Monster is a prehistoric water dinosaur. Heck, the alligator is pretty dang prehistoric!<br /><br />And the Chupacabra? I think it's some kind of hairless wolf. <br /><br />So, do you believe in any of these creatures? Have you seen any of them? I'd love to hear!<br /><br />I'm so in love with the Bigfoot Legend that I included it in my latest release, Canyon Wolf Bride. Find out how cryptozoologists discover a species of wolves thought to be extinct at the bottom of The Grand Canyon.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV2L28bLLocqkyfI6SMOEA5uPVl4PJRPTNbaWg3imXEa9W-hrF4zLqbIpxlL_hGIAduzbwhBihcc-i0aHtbdLjudyBA7sGvXwdUwQNF57JNkBSHCF5cMXgT2LXcXDgVQcr6M9qmzAkqoAP/s1600/canyonwolfbride.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV2L28bLLocqkyfI6SMOEA5uPVl4PJRPTNbaWg3imXEa9W-hrF4zLqbIpxlL_hGIAduzbwhBihcc-i0aHtbdLjudyBA7sGvXwdUwQNF57JNkBSHCF5cMXgT2LXcXDgVQcr6M9qmzAkqoAP/s320/canyonwolfbride.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722026213057119810" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007FKAWD8">Buy Link at Amazon</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/canyon-wolf-bride-alisha-paige/1100069812?ean=2940014001076">Buy Link at Barnes and Noble</a><br /><br />And the Yeti, Big Foot's Snowy cousin have a very important role in the ending to Circle City: Lord of the Wolfen! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0Sm7QQ5OVqe__mKYBMHAszUPahW68jMF7AXYtKdSQ1uVekOCjL35JheeSWIX-9RfLSEmrBQNpj538enzDog0MVF9YbwJBRd3rH3lI1CsOyuqYcMmHS852vvAF0W1JhJUjo366YwdTVgU/s1600/yeti-snowman-150x150.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0Sm7QQ5OVqe__mKYBMHAszUPahW68jMF7AXYtKdSQ1uVekOCjL35JheeSWIX-9RfLSEmrBQNpj538enzDog0MVF9YbwJBRd3rH3lI1CsOyuqYcMmHS852vvAF0W1JhJUjo366YwdTVgU/s320/yeti-snowman-150x150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722029830721168498" /></a><br /><strong>Check out this cool article on the Yeti <a href="http://mysticinvestigations.com/supernatural/?p=132">HERE</a>!</strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmAurbroLKgR4WGeXlknv8EFTAafN3zXKAlETs0UPCTWcit0axwprPv1fXv0hYw71wRRbC3voCUp-FLa6nWE7KrpgK-KHigGdNfrVf-Bfs7q3eTvyDO9ITriVDxeZW6e7JniT7vm2ETyfo/s1600/Circle+City+Cover.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmAurbroLKgR4WGeXlknv8EFTAafN3zXKAlETs0UPCTWcit0axwprPv1fXv0hYw71wRRbC3voCUp-FLa6nWE7KrpgK-KHigGdNfrVf-Bfs7q3eTvyDO9ITriVDxeZW6e7JniT7vm2ETyfo/s320/Circle+City+Cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722029184349538082" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Circle-City-Lord-Wolfen-ebook/dp/B004U6TEN4/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&s=books&qid=1301385033&sr=1-9">Buy Link at Amazon</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/circle-city-alisha-paige/1102184503?ean=2940012373724">Buy Link at Barnes and Noble</a><br /><strong><br /><a href="http://www.cryptozoology.com/cryptids.php">CHECK OUT THIS COOL LINK OF CRYPTIDS!</a></strong><br /><br />Let me know if anyone runs into one of these mysterious guys!<br /><br />~Happy Reading,<br />Alisha<br /><br />(Photos courtesy of Photobucket.com and Mysticinvestigations.com and Inquisir.com)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-18974685627485437502012-03-15T10:23:00.002-05:002012-03-15T10:24:38.946-05:00Win a copy of Wicked Knight!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Join the TRR Anniversary Party</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.theromancereviews.com/event.php" target="_blank"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPffr8lNKZbI7FxD3wssFC6vVdg-QcMDSeglwm0YKq7zmpYYwX2U0VDqs_cjhGKs_u3wJCXz-S2mwf7M62mxLUUlHVN11tRZgeD3j22w-lHdTL9REi1YdYzTZivHDIP6fv-HugVDbnfeE/s320/anniv1.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My book, Wicked Knight, is one of the cool prizes The Romance Reviews is giving away. :) So click on the image above and join!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://tierneyomalley.com">Tierney O'Malley</a></div>Tierney O'Malleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12053559586348434430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-81433156991252449192012-03-13T01:24:00.001-05:002012-03-13T01:25:29.251-05:00Dust off that old manuscript!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-AcyWTLFHygYTbbavqHoXOMZBOuq5YyU18z34tA6XqFbLqLbifTEeZsSPYlHu5JAYWSRRgm7iGdXF1PW16w7rceqsWoxPJ5imOD0LYd_zRbD1zqfYyGBOVn0RD_titpVVOw6mb37PZW_L/s1600/scrolls.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-AcyWTLFHygYTbbavqHoXOMZBOuq5YyU18z34tA6XqFbLqLbifTEeZsSPYlHu5JAYWSRRgm7iGdXF1PW16w7rceqsWoxPJ5imOD0LYd_zRbD1zqfYyGBOVn0RD_titpVVOw6mb37PZW_L/s320/scrolls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719261995405746082" /></a><br /><br />Back in 2007, I finally became a published author after a boat load of rejections from publishing houses all over the world. My second novel, Canyon Wolf Bride was finally released after waiting three long years. I'd written it in 2004 after the birth of my second daughter. For some weird reason, after having a baby, I like to write books. Well, not really weird reasons but I have to quit my job to stay home with the baby and every time I have a kid, my brain says...psssst...."Hey, Mommy! Yeah, you over there. The one breastfeeding your offspring like there's no tomorrow, get your butt in gear and write that novel you keep telling yourself you'll write. You know it is your dream before you die to get published. You tried this back in 1996, remember? And that crusty, old, dried up, curled on the edges ancient manuscript is still in your freaking attic!!!" <br /><br />It was true. I'd written a full length romantic suspense back in 1996 when my first daughter was born. My very first attempt at writing a novel. And I tried to put as many twists and turns into that baby and boy..was I fond of secondary characters! Well, I never submitted that baby. I did take a very cool screenplay class at a community college and had the coolest old gay screenplay writer/instructor dude in all the land. We'd even go to his house on Friday evenings and read our screenplays out loud. He loved to embarrass the shit out of students. If your work sucked, he told you to your face. And let everyone else know too. Cruel old bastard but I liked him. And he LOVED my work. Wonder if he still meets with students in his home. Lord, he was like 90 back then and that was like 12 years ago! Wow! Well, he was a mean old fucker...excuse my French but he was...but he was honest and I really did respect his opinion. He was a horror writer in the 50's and a published romance author. He wrote many screenplays for silver screen horror movies. Now no one knows who he is but back then, he was huge. Well, he loved my first novel and urged me to try my best to get the damn thing published. He even loved my romantic screenplay which still collects dust to this day. Hate to say it but I haven't done a damn thing with the screenplay but I finally had my old ass manuscript totally edited after a total revamping and indie pubbed the sucker! <br /><br />I have to say I really loved revisiting the old characters and it was cool to see how much I'd grown as a writer. My writing style has totally changed. My voice is different and even my former voice is heard loud and clear in this book. I didn't want to alter the book totally. I was a little interested to see how well the book would do with my old voice in a genre I rarely write today. Romantic Suspense. Mostly now I write paranormal books. <br /><br />And damn, it sure felt good to dust off that baby and send it out into the world. So dust off your old manuscripts, revisit your old characters and send your old friends out into the world. Just make sure you have a very good editor and be prepared to cringe...A LOT! I only recommend revamping one old manuscript per lifetime. <br /><br />Here she is! Tada!!! My first manuscript: Deadly R&R by Ruby Vines <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzkNepe37tOeRxEsAEKDGQTgyjk76N33ndk6Wr5C7qv0i9O8bCzhceiqtYMU4K8Z5Le-8RQJae8ORb2z35r0paGj1J53pXw90ecGqwBwswpo8O7Ph8ndJePdjZ9LKXVwHZyOm1TcSi84u1/s1600/DeadlyR%2526RBlue.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzkNepe37tOeRxEsAEKDGQTgyjk76N33ndk6Wr5C7qv0i9O8bCzhceiqtYMU4K8Z5Le-8RQJae8ORb2z35r0paGj1J53pXw90ecGqwBwswpo8O7Ph8ndJePdjZ9LKXVwHZyOm1TcSi84u1/s320/DeadlyR%2526RBlue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719258960016619906" /></a><br /><br />And this old bird will be on sale for .99 because back in 1996, you could buy two cokes for that price, not one. <br /><br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B005KKF1MW"><br />BUY LINK FOR DEADLY R&R</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-31933852393220968612012-02-08T05:41:00.000-06:002012-02-08T05:41:00.302-06:00New Blog!Dear Readers: <div><br /></div><div>I have my personal blog up now. Stop by. I'd love to see you over there :) <a href="http://wendyely.blogspot.com/2012/02/feeling-free.html">http://wendyely.blogspot.com/2012/02/feeling-free.html</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Talk to you soon, </div><div>Wendy Ely </div>Wendy_Elyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03192546097862143130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-15035906285457585972012-01-03T08:43:00.002-06:002012-01-03T08:44:07.394-06:00How a Hermit Left her Cabin for a Life in the WILD!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWeNAZ8aFgo_u_WdxT38iRsxZanO2p9N-cs0KR0TEuDtbgfI5B_wmoLD9d8qElMIl5_D9t34tDSrCZ-K8nE-gR8rIdgryyCRDRCcrrSTpxSddminKR4YWQLwOtPcDrpr6dLcyQ0D5hQQgT/s1600/Circle+City+Cover.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWeNAZ8aFgo_u_WdxT38iRsxZanO2p9N-cs0KR0TEuDtbgfI5B_wmoLD9d8qElMIl5_D9t34tDSrCZ-K8nE-gR8rIdgryyCRDRCcrrSTpxSddminKR4YWQLwOtPcDrpr6dLcyQ0D5hQQgT/s320/Circle+City+Cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693415770857769570" /></a><br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/agrFvViTwTQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B004U6TEN4/ref=tsm_1_fb_lk">ON SALE AT AMAZON FOR A LIMITED TIME ~ .99!</a><br /><br />Discover the Wild! Escape Today...<br /><br />One reader reviewer said, <em>"The perfect blend of erotica and horror for readers who crave darker stories with a sexy storyline!"</em><br /><br />Happy Tuesday!<br />~Alisha PaigeUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-55169502427859206282011-12-18T13:22:00.002-06:002011-12-18T13:50:20.964-06:00My Top Ten Favorite Christmas CD's of all TimeWhether you enjoy more serious, standard inspirational holiday music or the fun more contemporary end of the music spectrum, I'm sure there is something on this list everyone will enjoy.<br /><br />10. <span style="font-style:italic;">Handel's Messiah</span> by the Bulgarian National Choir - Love this. If you've ever stood inside a choir while belting out the Hallelujah Chorus, you'd understand my love for this song. We preformed it when I was in high school and let me tell you, for a HS choir, we brought the goods. I've loved it ever since. Just brings me to tears every time. <br /><br />9. <span style="font-style:italic;">Twisted Christmas</span> by The Bob Rivers Group - I know, most of the songs are offensive, but all so freakin' funny. Come on, The Twelve Pains of Christmas is a classic. <br /><br />8. <span style="font-style:italic;">More Twisted Christmas</span> by The Bob Rivers Group - more of the same, but still on his game. <br /><br />7. <span style="font-style:italic;">Christmas Island</span> by Jimmy Buffet - It's Jimmy Buffet, enough said. <br /><br />6. <span style="font-style:italic;">Christmas with the Rat Pack</span> - That ultra cool trio of Frankie, Dino and Sammy. Come on, it doesn't get any smoother or better than that. <br /><br />5. <span style="font-style:italic;">CBS Radio Christmas</span> by Various Artists - These are just some really solid renditions of some holiday favorites along with some standard Christmas carols by some of the most beloved artists of the 50's and 60's. There are several CD's or downloads in the CBS collection. Check them out, you won't be sorry you did. <br /><br />4. <span style="font-style:italic;">Boogie Woogie Christmas</span> by The Brian Setzer Orchestra - The man is just so damn cool and talented beyond belief. The arrangements in this collection (there are two different CD's by the orchestra to choose from) are snappy, spirited and just plain fun. <br /><br />3. <span style="font-style:italic;">Soundtrack from The Muppets Christmas Carol</span> - Music and lyrics by Paul Williams - So clever and sweet and just all things muppety good. <br /><br />2. Soundtrack from Nightmare Before Christmas by Danny Elfman - Anytime you put Danny Elfman on a project it's going to be awesome. Pair him with Tim Burton and it's a classic. <br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><br />1. We Wish You a Merry Christmas</span> by The Ray Coniff Singers - all right I went back a long way for this one. Back to my childhood. This was one of the few Christmas albums we had (yes, on vinyl - cause we really had nothing else back then) growing up. To me, this is Christmas. The arrangements are amazing. There is something very dire in recording on such songs as <span style="font-style:italic;">Ring Christmas Bells</span>, <span style="font-style:italic;">O Holy Night</span> and <span style="font-style:italic;">We Three Kings.</span> <br /><br />* bonus* <br /><br />Anything by Sinatra. We have several of his Christmas CDs. Anything with his rendition of <span style="font-style:italic;">Jingle Bells</span> is happening. I swear he was the first man to "scratch" on a record. When you hear the song, you'll understand why I say that. Also, <span style="font-style:italic;">The Christmas Waltz</span> is one of my most favorite songs for the holiday season. <br /><br />So may your season be filled with love, laughter and most of all music. <br /><br />'Til next week! <br /><br />-KateUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-42037156565055772552011-12-11T07:34:00.002-06:002011-12-11T07:58:44.063-06:00Dec-or-ation Time-- Come on!!All right, so I borrowed the music from Cool & the Gang and changed the words. 'Tis the season and all that jazz. <br /><br />This is going to be a pretty short-short posting today since I have several I want to get done on my other blogs before I clean the kitchen and we go out to find our tree. Yes, folks this year the hubster and I decided to get a live tree - or well, chop our own down. (I know, sounds horrible doesn't it?) Now, I'm thinking about it, I'm not sure I really like the idea. I love trees and don't like the thought of hurting them. (all right, sad moment now.) <br /><br />So, it's always been a tradition in my house to put up the tree on the 11th. Two weeks out from Christmas it a good time. Not too early, not too late. We generally keep it up until New Years, so three weeks total is enough. I know when I first moved to NJ and did a lot of home care, I noticed people leaving their trees up until mid-Jan or so. I was like..."Really, people...what are you going to do, take off the Christmas decorations and hang hearts on it for Valentine's Day? Lazy asses." -- Then I was told that up here there is a large Greek Orthodox population and they leave their decorations up until the Greek New Year. (I think it was the New Year anyhow, but don't quote me on that.) - Then the Seventh Day Adventists leave theirs up until Three Kings Day. (Not sure the date of that either.) Living in the small town I did in Florida, I wasn't really exposed to much more than Southern Baptists and the occasional Catholic. So, what did I know from Greek Orthodox? Then it made sense to me. Oh, all right so all these lights on the houses and stuff isn't because they just decided to extend the season well past its best by date, they haven't finished their celebrating yet. Got it. <br /><br />So, we lost a lot of our outdoor decorations in the Great Flood of 2011. Those will have to be replaced in order to deck the outside of the house, but luckily the inside is set, all we have to do is drag the decorations down from the crawl space in the loft and sort through them. Now, here is where I insert a bit of a story from last year...<br /><br />Dave went up into the crawl space to get our decorations. We had this huge St. Nicholas - very old world looking. Gorgeous deep red coat and fur trim (not real fur) and looked very Victorian. It was made out of a resin and molded. Anyhoo, the face had been eaten off by mice, so he had to get thrown away. I was pretty upset because I loved that version of Santa. So, Dave goes to unpack the Nativity scene and noticed the mice had been into the wise men. Yes, folks the mice had eaten the wise men. Not a smart move on their parts. I'm at work and talking to him on the phone as he's going through piece by piece and he says..."If the baby Jesus is eaten, it's war." - I got to laughing so hard I thought I'd rupture a gut. <br /><br />Moral of the story - apparently wise men are fair game, but the gloves come off if you mess with the baby Jesus. <br /><br />Wishing you and yours a joyous and blessed holiday season, <br /><br />-KateUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-85948730211684050582011-12-07T05:00:00.000-06:002011-12-07T05:00:13.049-06:00Christmas Grocery Shopping with Rebecca Rose<div>Hi Wendy! Thank you for having me here.</div><div>Who doesn’t like the holidays? Most people will say, “I love the holidays!” Then in the next breath complain about the lines while shopping, the money you have to spend. What bothers me the most? Not what you’d think. While I have three children 7, 11, and 16, the hardest part is the grocery store. Aaagggg! </div><div><br /></div><div>Now, I’m not one to complain, but does everyone develop bio-polar disorder, or what? </div><div>I try to keep thinking positive. And, while it very hard when you get hit with a grocery cart and are told to, “Move” from some stranger, I remind myself to count to ten. Fore, they might have a very good reason for being nasty. Here’s a little story about how just the other day, I had to rein myself in to not ruin someone’s day. (Including mine)</div><div><br /></div><div>I was going to the grocery store with the three kids. Now, if I was a sane woman, I would have left them home. But, nooooo. So we’re getting out of the car when the 7 yr old, Jack, slams the door into the car next to us! Now no one out there can tell me they haven’t thought of inspecting the car and deciding its okay and not to leave a note. I was hoping for this scenario. What I got was a dent and paint scratch. So, I reached into my purse, pulled out a business card, because that’s all I had, and wrote a note with my name and number. Little did I know a man was watching me from his vehicle. When we turned to go, he gave us a thumbs-up. Awesome, that brightened me up a little about the problem.</div><div><br /></div><div>The grocery shopping started as usual. I sent the older two on ‘missions’ to find things, while Jack and I went to the deli. This is where he proceeded to topple the carriage when I ordered our meat. The older two ones came back, I sent them out again, grabbed my sandwich meat and turned to find Jack gone. Panic hit me until I noticed he was under the carriage. Upon exiting his hiding place, I caught the carriage before it did a full-on dump, AGAIN. Now people are watching me and me vibrating son who can’t seem to sit or stand. I tried talking to Jack about Santa, Christmas parties, anything to distract him from getting in trouble. But it was as if some alien had taken over my son and left me with a jittering, chattering, nutcase! When my additional sandwich meat was ready, I kept him next to me but then found him on the floor. </div><div>“What happened?” I couldn’t help but laugh. He’d tripped on his own feet. </div><div><br /></div><div>So Jack went into the back of the carriage and my 11 yr old, Leah, was in charge of helping me watch him. As we walked away a man said, “Mine was the same way around this time of year.” Very comforting words and what I needed to hear so I didn’t run from the store pulling my hair out. It was a ‘bi-polar’ moment.</div><div><br /></div><div>After getting home we decorated the tree and Jack broke a few ornaments. And, while my head was splitting in two from holding my temper and trying not to ruin the excitement he has toward Christmas, I had to wonder…Who the heck is this kid? </div><div><br /></div><div>HAPPY HOLIDAYS. May they be as sane as possible!</div><div>Rebecca Rose</div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie-Gw8-jREuia7m8I1foh9cSwGtgmym8vP0Kpb2mCIwTIBOPnT3HiEG13XlaTNC3WU2jjABDXZvqsRbGxn0VD9o7nELb3J5b-_paQW9VGaD7K3kcNx2pRzICUAWu9Uf9tWCTVc-blxGYyk/s320/divineredemption.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683207532048252226" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /><div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">Blurb: Sometimes Redemption Is The Only Salvation Needed To Forgive Yourself.</span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">In his first ever selfless act Donald Write takes a bullet for a man</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">he just met, Daniel Allen. Now he's changed his name and moved across</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">the country to live with Daniel’s family whose welcoming home</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">reception wasn't very warm.</span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">Jacqueline is Daniel’s daughter. This soft spoken, well dressed lady</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">soon teaches Donald that looks can be deceiving and her heart can be</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">his if he’s willing to open up and except her gift of love.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">Donald hadn't counted on the intense and immediate attraction to</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">Jacqueline. She’s the boss’s daughter and off limits; that is until he</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">finds himself with an irresistible primal need to be with her. She</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">shows him love in a way he's never felt before and gives him the</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">strength to become the better man he's always wanted to be. But how</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">can Donald touch and care for someone so pure of heart when their</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">future can be destroyed by his past? A future built on redemption and</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">second chances.</span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); ">WARNING: This novel contains M/F romance, action, and explicit sex.</span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span class="Apple-style-span">To buy her books: </span><a href="http://www.lyricalpress.com/store/index.php?main_page=authors&authors_id=103&zenid=dpgmkge3q608tnhhb0avsg0kh1" style="text-align: left; ">http://www.lyricalpress.com/store/index.php?main_page=authors&authors_id=103&zenid=dpgmkge3q608tnhhb0avsg0kh1</a></div></div>Wendy_Elyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03192546097862143130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-17147198152467804812011-12-04T08:46:00.004-06:002011-12-04T08:57:04.169-06:00Echoes in Stone pre-order at TWRP.com<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihJQpHq-NHMd8TZfkRD7LIvaOtlzzd9jHNUsbEBTWHTmLU-lWsgx7XyGw5Z8DRw5rLaY-VSiBZx5W27j3hP3pTGuYSQ8Zob5YIIRDy_Va4S2H5cus-_4RQa5FIRQCMUBWYZY8pjr7wMis/s1600/EchoesinStone_W6223_120.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 80px; height: 120px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihJQpHq-NHMd8TZfkRD7LIvaOtlzzd9jHNUsbEBTWHTmLU-lWsgx7XyGw5Z8DRw5rLaY-VSiBZx5W27j3hP3pTGuYSQ8Zob5YIIRDy_Va4S2H5cus-_4RQa5FIRQCMUBWYZY8pjr7wMis/s200/EchoesinStone_W6223_120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682286568773447410" /></a><br /><br /><br />It makes a great holiday gift, though I have to say at 376 pages, it's a little big for a stocking stuffer, so it had better go under the tree. <br /><br />I know I say this about all my books, but I really loved writing this one. Noah, the hero, is sooo sexy, yummy and good. He's kindhearted but far from a pushover. Lilly, the heroine, has some baggage in her past, but it willing to try again...with Noah. (Well, of course she is...it's a romance.) But it's also a ghost story. Ohhh,scary, scary. <br /><br />Here's a blurb:<br /><br />Echoes of tragedy fill the walls of Campbell’s Folly.<br /><br />Contractor Noah Chase heard mournful cries inside the castle when he was a boy. Now he’s returned to Sussex-On-Delaware to restore the castle and set the spirits free. To succeed, he must face his past, gain the town's cooperation, and come to terms with the emotions the sexy photographer he hires inspires inside his heart.<br /><br />Lilly Briton has ghosts of her own. After a bitter divorce and estrangement from her family, the last thing she wants is to return to Sussex-On-Delaware. Hired as a photographer to chronicle the castle's restoration, she unwillingly finds herself falling for Noah.<br /><br />Together they attempt to uncover the mystery surrounding Campbell's Folly and its curse. Yet before they can help the spirits of star-crossed lovers, they must deal with the past and the presence of an evil entity set on destroying them all.<br /><br />****<br /><br />Teaser:<br /><br />What was there about Noah Chase that made her feel as if she’d just stepped to the edge of a deep ravine? There was no way of telling what lay in wait at the bottom until she took the plunge.<br /><br />The castle walls seemed to close in around her.<br /><br />The eerie sensation from the day before wound around her legs, traveling up her body like cold disembodied hands. “Lilly?”<br /><br />She tried to take a step back, but her feet remained planted to the floor. Noah moved closer and held onto her as she started to fall over.<br /><br />Panic attacks had never taken on such odd symptoms. Or was it panic? Surely she only imagined things. Noah didn’t appear disturbed at all.<br /><br />“Does it seem cold to you?”<br /><br />He searched her face for a moment then moved his hand in the space between them.The tips of his fingers brushed her stomach. Heat exploded in her belly on contact, chasing away the lingering cold.<br /><br />“No. It’s very warm.” Color filled his cheeks and he stepped back. “I need to get back to work.”<br /><br />****<br /><br /><a href="http://http://www.thewildrosepress.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=191&products_id=4715"></a><br /><br />Releases in ebook Dec. 16th. Available now in print. <br /><br />Enjoy!!<br /><br />-KatUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-1806365043148122252011-12-02T22:49:00.001-06:002011-12-02T22:49:55.697-06:00African SF Romantic Adventure anyone?<p>“Rich with astonishing sights and sounds, primal fears and advanced technology, the simplicity of love and faith and the ugly faces of envy, greed and mistrust - this book is a magical tale that will have you hanging on right to the end.” – Amazon Review by DJP</p> <p><font size="4" face="Verdana"></font></p> <p><a href="http://tinyurl.com/6pfggao"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="ASAOBweb_Cover" border="0" alt="ASAOBweb_Cover" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-nzCqRuAFdP0/TtmqcCdbkAI/AAAAAAAAATI/yAGdmei13j8/ASAOBweb_Cover%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /></a> </p> <p></p> <font size="4" face="Verdana"></font> <p align="center">Now Available</p> <p align="center"><em>A Senseless Act of Beauty</em></p> <p align="center"><em>John Rosenman</em></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://tinyurl.com/cje6mqd">Crossroads Press</a></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="left">Buy link: <a href="http://tinyurl.com/6pfggao">Amazon</a>, <a href="http://tinyurl.com/cje6mqd">Crossroads Press</a></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="left"> </p> <p align="left">Blurb: </p> <p>Aaron Okonkwo, a Nigerian scientist, travels with a crew in the 24th century to evaluate Viridis, which proves to be a beautiful and fabulous world.  There, Aaron discovers a strange, alien species and amazing machines and technology left in a vast underground complex by a mysterious race called the Creators. <br />Aaron soon falls under the irresistible, seductive spell of Nightsong, a green alien female with ominous and bewitching powers.  However, an even greater danger rises.  He will be forced to fight for the planet’s survival against a ruthless invasion of many ships to conquer and enslave the planet – just as Africa itself was once enslaved.  Aaron knows it’s A Senseless Act of Beauty to try to reclaim his ancient warrior heritage and fight back against such overwhelming odds, but he knows he must try.</p> <p> </p> <p>Excerpt: </p> <p> </p> <p>Peering through the shining leaves of a sarberry bush, Aaron Okonkwo watched the naked alien girl dive into the pond. Her green body lithe, and breasts full and firm in the sun. He wet his lips, feeling his blood course as her delicate, sinuous form glided through the water faster than any human could swim. She moved smoothly, with barely a ripple, her webbed hands flowing with graceful precision. Watching the water caress her long, slender limbs, he felt his body respond. <br />Aaron rubbed a muscular arm and took out his recorder. He tried to focus on dictating some field notes concerning the sixty species of moss he had so far catalogued, but soon found himself watching the girl again. This, of course, was not right. Their survey team had come to Viridis for a month to evaluate the planet for possible colonization and commercial exploitation. Indigenous, sentient life forms were officially off-limits to Confederation—’Fed—personnel because of the danger of cultural and biological contamination. Since they had landed two weeks ago and first met the gentle, humanoid creatures, he had constantly reminded himself of this fact. <br />Still, he desired her. <br />He knew it was more than just the exquisite molding of her form or her quick, light animal movements no human female could match. The clear, liquid trill of her laughter, seemingly so innocent, had ensnared his senses too. Then there was the strange way she would suddenly freeze and stand motionless. At such times, he felt as if she had not only caught his scent, but was listening to his heartbeat.</p> <p> </p> <p>Check out John’s website: <a href="http://johnrosenman.com">Http://johnrosenman.com</a></p> Tierney O'Malleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12053559586348434430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-66549197550463478972011-12-02T22:22:00.001-06:002011-12-02T22:22:06.382-06:00The Mountain City Bronzes by Madeleine McLaughlin<p><font size="5"><font face="Book Antiqua">“If you like dark fiction, you will surely enjoy Madeleine’s <em>The Mountain City Bronzes.”</em></font></font></p> <p><em><a title="Museitup Publishing" href="http://museituppublishing.com/bookstore2/"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="The Mountain City Bronzes 200x300 72DPI " border="0" alt="The Mountain City Bronzes 200x300 72DPI " align="left" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-IcxPY3gUJ1A/Ttmj6s7HtxI/AAAAAAAAATA/_2T_xhXAJrI/The%252520Mountain%252520City%252520Bronzes%252520200x300%25252072DPI%252520%25255B8%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a> </em></p> <p align="center">Now Available</p> <p align="center"><em>The Mountain City Bronzes</em></p> <p align="center"><em>Madeleine McLaughlin</em></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://museituppublising.com/bookstore2/">Museitup Publishing</a></p> <p align="center"> </p> <p align="left">How far will a community go to protect its children when they start to disappear?</p> <p align="left"> </p> <p align="left">When Kevin learns of his mountain town’s evil past, he must struggle to understand his father’s part in it and how it affects himself.</p> Tierney O'Malleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12053559586348434430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-41883109132284235852011-11-23T05:15:00.000-06:002011-11-23T05:15:00.235-06:00Happy Thanksgiving!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV_lupBLL3zyEuXP2yvX__LIxWFK8qOXNLxuliOCMYFfmtc-APOE0vAGmcCd8VtZyWqA_WIRx4y0WF3Lz-m6L8MRNDAu_hCqXwrCF2HrS_z0qFoNeVwWR66s2Bvz_RMZwKq5lga05WRm8/s1600/happy+thanksgiving.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 181px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV_lupBLL3zyEuXP2yvX__LIxWFK8qOXNLxuliOCMYFfmtc-APOE0vAGmcCd8VtZyWqA_WIRx4y0WF3Lz-m6L8MRNDAu_hCqXwrCF2HrS_z0qFoNeVwWR66s2Bvz_RMZwKq5lga05WRm8/s320/happy+thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674901571904309298" /></a>Happy Thanksgiving, friends! I know this year I have a lot to be thankful for. Last year things looked pretty bleak for the kids and me. Things are so much better now and I plan on this year's dinner being great and just enjoying each other's company. Also, my 'kind of' boyfriend will be having Thanksgiving dinner with us. Last year he lived out of town so we didn't celebrate the holiday together. <div><br /></div><div>The kids usually help cook dinner... my son makes the mashed potatoes and my daughter makes the dessert. So we have a blast cooking and trashing the kitchen as we go! Our apartment is filled with laughs and lots of fun. By the time we are ready to eat, we are all wiped out. Dishes and the mess is cleaned up waaaaay later in the evening and that is okay. </div><div><br /></div><div>How do you celebrate Thanksgiving? Do you have any special traditions?</div><div><br /></div><div>Wendy Ely </div>Wendy_Elyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03192546097862143130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-82961963039692680822011-11-20T08:16:00.002-06:002011-11-20T08:34:47.431-06:00If I had a Nickel...for every story idea I have that I can't seem to write on at the moment, I'd be a very rich woman. <br /><br />Have you ever had "the story from Hell?" The manuscript that just kept going and going...like the Energizer Bunny on crack? You only need to add a few more scenes, but getting them on paper is like pulling teeth on a chicken? Yep, that's me. And instead of writing the last few scenes of my stock car racing book, I'm playing with wordpress and blogging on blogger. Anything not to have to open that freaking book that doesn't seem to want to do what I want it to do. Which is not very encouraging since it's been a requested full for months now. Granted, I was very up front with the publisher at the time I pitched it and said it was not completed. I believe in full disclosure in all things. I'm nothing if not honest. No matter how far behind I might get. <br /><br />I originally said I'd have it in by Sept. (This is in my own self-imposed deadline.) Then with the hurricanes and floods in my area, concentration wasn't all that it was cracked up to be. So, now...yes, I've pushed it back. Now if I have it in by Christmas I'll consider myself golden. But at what cost? What if the pub thinks it took me too long to finish the book? What if they decide to reject on pure slowness. It would be a blow, but I'd send it elsewhere. Why not? Most of my rejected books get sent on to another place. I'm not one to sit on my laurels or even let the moss grow. I need to know that my books are out there earning their keep. <br /><br />I really need to finish some sequels too. Oh, yes. This is the time of year when I lament about how much time has flown and how little I've gotten done. All in all though, I've had just as many releases this year as I have in previous ones. Though in all honesty, it doesn't feel that way. <br /><br />I need better organization. So, if any of you have any ideas, please send them my way.<br /><br />-KateUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-79375790000000442422011-11-16T05:00:00.000-06:002011-11-16T05:00:00.216-06:00Wrimo Wednesday!Actually, its Nanowrimo for the whole month! My mom called me last week. She asked if I watched some recent television show. "Nope," I said to her, "I really don't have a lot of time for tv." She then told me that she noticed (thanks to Facebook!) that I have more than enough time for Nanowrimo. I had to explain the reality of it to her. Just because I say I am doing Nanowrimo doesn't mean I am succeeding at it. What it really means is that when I have a few minutes I will jot some words down in my nanowrimo novel. <div><br /></div><div>To prove my point: </div><div><br /></div><div>Word count to date: 3,276. </div><div>According to the Nanowrimo website I will finish this nano-novel by May 31st, 2012. Do I need to remind you that this program only goes until the end of November of THIS YEAR?!?! </div><div><br /></div><div>So my aunt (also an author) emailed me over the weekend. She said she was interested in this Nanowrimo thing but couldn't really find much information on it. I gave her the details of the program and explained that you didn't win anything. People call it a contest but its more like a program. </div><div><br /></div><div>Her email to me: So what is the point of doing it then?? </div><div><br /></div><div>The point for me is what I wrote in the paragraph above. I do a lot of technical writing. I don't give my brain the creative pleasure it needs for balance. To me, nanowrimo is fun. It provides me with the motivation and push to get me writing again. Yes, I will admit, that I shouldn't need such a program to get me to write. I should make the time to do this because it is my passion, it is part of who I am. I need to relearn how to write every single day no matter what. Nanowrimo helps me do that... for the month of November anyway! Besides, I've met some really cool people who also do the program! </div><div><br /></div><div>So... I will keep doing the program no matter if I complete the projects each year or not. No matter if I have the time or not. No matter if other people see the point of it... or not. </div><div><br /></div><div>Write (and read!) on my friends! </div><div><br /></div><div>Wendy Ely </div>Wendy_Elyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03192546097862143130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-81536326823326100282011-10-19T06:00:00.002-05:002011-10-19T06:00:01.838-05:00Condoms in Romances?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh38OCeZHOQZ_h00_5xNKeuznRl72lFpB2ZTlGe3akOy4kaU12Tl1V8ARan5w7zeJX5L5mL9XPBH28IRzQPvrKQzl7N54ZMq4NpaDBWPRqtXsqtJ1ybRBsBlXLQNcsdNmmrVdYkE55b6CA/s1600/sexy+kiss.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh38OCeZHOQZ_h00_5xNKeuznRl72lFpB2ZTlGe3akOy4kaU12Tl1V8ARan5w7zeJX5L5mL9XPBH28IRzQPvrKQzl7N54ZMq4NpaDBWPRqtXsqtJ1ybRBsBlXLQNcsdNmmrVdYkE55b6CA/s320/sexy+kiss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658702954579296242" /></a><br /><div>Let's talk about sex for a few. Okay, the condoms involved (or not!) with the sex. </div><div><br /></div><div>The couple has been through all of their drama stuff: sexual tension between the two, outside issues, internal issues (its a romance, of course!) and finally decided to come together. It might be rip-my-clothes-off-and-take-me-now</div><div> kind of sex that is filled with so much fire and passion it could burn the building down. Or might be the take-your-time-and-discover-every-part-of-me kind of sex. Both are great and work well in romances. So we get the characters to this scene. They are kissing, touching, yearning for each other. One character pulls out a condom or mentions the use of one. Do you think it ruins the scene? Takes away from the fantasy and sensuality that romance novels bring?</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7wwlcqlGxCmfKGfG4B8PBD-MoIfJPGuWP0yDRSkokPedcaiO1IeIYLagA8SsLD8leHlLOxbh8uUYSTIX93LF4Xbjk_bF2K5tYLN5TGR0LjvN1Jc6bvo8XHkIu4k7xWrz5Ax6lVFaHMSw/s320/Sexy+woman+with+condom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658705039364165106" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /><div><br /><div>I don't remember adding condom use in any of my books, but I've read some of my favorite author's books that have included condoms. The scenes were done with class and only a few words were added to show that the sex was protected. I didn't mind a bit because it fit with the character's personality. I do think the action of pulling out a condom or denying the other sex would throw me off if the character had been some careless risk taker unless he/she were paranoid of having kids. </div></div><div><br /></div><div>So what do you think? Condoms or no condoms? I think I might want to add one in a book somewhere to mix things up a bit. Hm, something to think about for sure. </div><div><br /></div><div>Wendy Ely </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Wendy_Elyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03192546097862143130noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-42070977898103471332011-10-12T06:00:00.001-05:002011-10-12T06:00:06.825-05:00Writing Prompt!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUTSsMxIG4kEt0LMhV2HE6Oyf9v-hzf8pRrlwd1Cjuf5YQfwB6bsmLWXCze7paf3CcdXhX8WArAibKKKHbib0Z4ddn3C7kENmhy0DgaFDCiQDHBfys-3Dlh1C3ZUdTZ6kX5lkCUEnMe1U/s1600/spooky+house.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUTSsMxIG4kEt0LMhV2HE6Oyf9v-hzf8pRrlwd1Cjuf5YQfwB6bsmLWXCze7paf3CcdXhX8WArAibKKKHbib0Z4ddn3C7kENmhy0DgaFDCiQDHBfys-3Dlh1C3ZUdTZ6kX5lkCUEnMe1U/s320/spooky+house.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658697000866923714" /></a><br />I love writing prompts so I thought I would post one in favor of Halloween! If you'd like to share what you have written feel free to do it in the comments section or email me at authorwendyely@gmail.com. I'd love to read them! <div><br /></div><div>Talk to you soon, </div><div>Wendy Ely </div>Wendy_Elyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03192546097862143130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419252667281484963.post-47169723653776707472011-10-05T06:00:00.000-05:002011-10-05T06:00:14.113-05:00Dreaming of Him Excerpts!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5NhZPrzjBN5r7-EPtx_52B9rI4Nza7xvfj1Ij-1QVC4k4E2Mu3eWmxMp9Y9DIbOystJUWNbE88PvR-j1v4PjnEG4Z0CU4lIzILVTYyj8uvbumtDgUijUReknJjQ7GIDIAMzWYA2DiLBM/s1600/dreamingofhim.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5NhZPrzjBN5r7-EPtx_52B9rI4Nza7xvfj1Ij-1QVC4k4E2Mu3eWmxMp9Y9DIbOystJUWNbE88PvR-j1v4PjnEG4Z0CU4lIzILVTYyj8uvbumtDgUijUReknJjQ7GIDIAMzWYA2DiLBM/s320/dreamingofhim.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658692420870755234" /></a><br />Hiya, friends! I have the excerpts for Dreaming of Him. Can you tell I'm excited?!? Anyway, enjoy the reads.... <div><br /></div><div>Dreaming of Him blurb: </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><p style="padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0.5em; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; ">The dark brings romance…and death.</span></span></p><p style="padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0.5em; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; ">Loneliness has clouded Amber Addaire's life, but now she's ready for a change. After a complete makeover still leaves her unhappy, it's only when she starts dreaming of an oddly familiar - and extremely handsome - man that she begins to feel happiness.</span></span></p><p style="padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0.5em; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; ">Trace Elkson is a spirit stuck on earth long enough to let his childhood friend, Amber Addaire, know how much she meant to him before he died. He can't tell her what he is, or that he's watching over her. He can only communicate with her through her dreams and hopes she will eventually realize who he is. </span></span></p><p style="padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0.5em; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; ">In the dream realm, Amber falls in love with Trace but can she figure out who he is and join him before his spirit is forced to move on?</span></span></p><p style="padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; padding-bottom: 0.5em; padding-left: 0.5em; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; ">WARNING: A deep friendship, impending death, and a life saved.</span></span></p></span></div><div>Excerpt 1: </div><div><br /></div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><i>The man of my dreams stood there, his back to me this time, giving me the opportunity to look at him for any hint of memory. His straight brown hair had recently been cut. Despite the cool temperature, he wore an old t-shirt that seemed to fit over his broad back. The jeans he wore were faded and cupped his ass as if that style of denim had been invented only for him. My stomach fluttered as he turned around, offering a large grin. Had he been waiting for me?<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i>“I’m so glad to find you here,” I said, walking over to him.<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i>He held his arms out and I eagerly stepped into his embrace. It had been so long since I’d experienced this warmth from another person. “I was waiting for you.”</i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i>“Can you tell me your name now?”<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i>He shook his head and stepped back. I wanted to stay against his chest. Having him against me washed all of the negativity from my life. “Remember what I asked of you?”<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i>“Yes. You want time.” I turned my back to him. “I never feel this sensation with anyone else.”</i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i>****</i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i>Excerpt 2: </i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><br /></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>The sun had begun to sink behind the rippling water of the lake. My favorite time of the night had arrived, along with my favorite season--fall. The cool breeze made me snuggle deeper in my coat. I sat on the large rock, watching the moon glitter over the inky water. This place had been my favorite spot. Always the place I had gone when a problem chewed at my brain, since about age seven.<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>I felt him approach the rock, but didn’t turn toward him. My gaze stayed fixed on the grooves over the water’s surface. Even his sliding over the rock to sit next to me didn’t steal my attention. At that moment, he didn’t matter to me.<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>“Amber?”<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>“Mm hm?” My gaze remained on the lake before me. I had the sense that I had been in this exact situation before. But I didn’t know this man. I was certain of it, even though he felt familiar in a way I couldn’t put my finger on.<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>“What is bothering you?” He slid his arm around my shoulders and hugged me close, and I rested my head against his shoulder without hesitation.<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>“How do you know something is bothering me?” Tears of frustration threatened to spill.<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>“I know you, Amber.” He slid his fingers through my hair. “I can tell when you’re upset about something. What is it?”<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Was he someone I could trust? He must be. Being in his arms felt so right, even without knowing his name. “I’m trying to be someone I’m not.”</i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>“I see.” He really didn’t. He couldn’t possibly understand what a fake life I lived outside of this dream. But he washed away the tension that had been bundling my nerves into tight bands.<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>“I don’t know what to do about it. That’s why I came here.”<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>“Because this is your favorite spot to think. Right?”<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>I pulled from the comfort of his arms. “How do you know that?”<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>“Because I know you, Amber Michelle Addaire.” He turned to me and clasped my hands in his. “I wish you would realize that.”<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>“But do I know you? What’s your name?”<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>His eyes. In each dream, those rich chocolate brown eyes drew me in as though I had</i> <i>once looked into them. Not in the dreams, either. In real life. Had I? Would he tell me this time?<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>“You’ll know soon enough. Sometimes rushing things ruins the situation. Time, my dear, is everything in this case. Give it all the time warranted.” He stood. “And Amber?”<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>“Yes?”<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>“Don’t worry about trying to be someone you’re not. Everyone does that once in awhile. It helps us discover who we really are.” A piece of hair fell down against his tanned forehead as it had the first time he’d joined me at the lake.<o:p></o:p></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; "><i>The man of my dreams disappeared then, leaving me sitting alone on the rock.</i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; ">I woke up with a start. Why had he just left willingly this time? It wasn’t as if I had somewhere to go. Saturday morning had arrived, meaning I could sleep in all day. And be with him in my dreams. But nope. He had to disappear, leaving me to wake up in the dreary bedroom, dreading the day ahead.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; ">There really wasn’t any reason to dread the day, either. Things weren’t so bad in my life. Many people in the world had it a lot worse than me, so why couldn’t I see it like that? I tried, damn it, but couldn’t. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; ">***</p><p class="MsoNormal">I don't know about you, but I can't wait for this novella to be released (1-23-12)!! </p><p class="MsoNormal">Talk to you soon, </p><p class="MsoNormal">Wendy Ely </p><p></p></div>Wendy_Elyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03192546097862143130noreply@blogger.com0