Wednesday, 27 May 2015

Show Me How is LIVE!

One choice can ruin everything…

When a stop at a shady motel puts Brandon Parker face to face with his best friend, Mary, for the first time in over a decade, he almost didn’t believe it. He’d never stopped searching for her, but even a career in law enforcement couldn’t help him find a woman who wanted to stay invisible.

When Mary Benson ran away at eighteen, she did it with good reason. A man was in the hospital because of her, and the people she loved were in danger. She had to leave to keep them safe.
Mary's guilt was her consolation. She’d lived with her decisions and accepted the hand dealt to her. But Brandon was about to shuffle the deck in a way she never expected.

One thing was for sure, he thought she’d be happy to see him… and he’d never been more wrong about anything in his life.
“Fuck,” he whispers. Unbuckling his seat belt, he turns to me. “I don’t know what the hell to do here, Mary. I don’t want to scare you away, but I don’t want to let you out of my sight. Part of me wants to lock you in a room and fuck the guilt right out of you. And the other wants to throw you over my knee and punish you for what you put me through. And yet another part wants to pull you over to me right now and watch as you ride me. But I’m afraid if I do any or all of those things, I’ll fuck up any chance I have to keep you.”
            His rough words shock me for a second, but then I realize what he’s really saying.
“I’m not leaving.”
            I reach up, grab the back of his head, and pull him toward me. His fingers brush a few stray hairs off my face and he leans down to press his lips on my forehead. My eyes close and my hand tightens on his head. Any touch from him makes me crazy; it consumes me. All the years of trying to remember don’t do it justice. Open mouth kisses trail down, and he kisses my bottom lip, then my top, before pulling back and resting his forehead on mine.
♥ Congratulations, Anna! ♥

Monday, 25 May 2015

Say what?

I believe a lot of authors are also readers, I know I am. In fact, I used to read almost a book a day. And as a reader there are things that I was completely clueless about before I started writing.

Like: Reviews.

I'd always click the number of stars I thought a book deserved and be done with it. I guess I didn't realize how important reviews are. They help readers make a decision if the book might be something they'd like, they help authors understand their readers better (constructive reviews, mind you.), and the more ratings you have (at least on Amazon, I'm not sure about the other venues), the more your book gets promoted. Plus, when an author spends so much hard work and time and money into their writing, it's always nice to hear that you liked it. So, when you read a book, leave a review. It doesn't have to be long, hell, if you don't have the time, just click how many stars you think it deserves... even that means a lot. 

And: Bloggers

I don't know about you, but when I was looking for a new book, I just searched for one on Amazon. I never even realized there were these wonderful people out there who spent their time promoting authors. For free. For little or no recognition. But I've found that there are. And they are nothing short or miracle workers. They put together events and run promotion, which I didn't know about either... more later in the post about that one. But these women are just wonderful. I can't even begin to tell you how many of them have been supportive and kind and generous. 

And: Social Media/Promotion.
Admittedly, I was not big on social media prior to being an author. I had a personal Facebook that I posted to a few times a week, a twitter that I never used, and an Instagram that I forgot the password to. Oh, and a Pinterest that I was obsessed with at first, then didn't touch for over a year. But as an author, holy shit. I had no clue. None at all, about how big social media is for an author. How you earn many readers by attending release day parties, author take over events, blitzes, and blog tours (see, told you I'd talk about it again). I've done quite a few author events, and have to say they're a blast. I love talking to people and meeting new readers. They're a great way to show your appreciation as well by offering prizes and free books. And how many different outlets there are to connect is astounding. I use Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. That's it. I feel out of the loop because I don't use Pinterest anymore and because I started a Tsu account, but look at it maybe once a month. My website lists all of my contact information, and it's hard to keep up sometimes but I encourage you, as a reader, to connect with your favorite author. Send them a message, write a post saying hi. We like to hear from you and get to know the people who spend their time and money on our work. 

Last (but certainly not least): Acknowledgments.

Writing the acknowledgements is almost as hard as writing the blurb for a book (which, again, is something I had no freaking clue was so hard. How is it I can write tens of thousands of words for a book, but can't sum it up in in a few paragraphs... hardest thing ever.). I seriously get anxiety while writing acknowledgements. Does that sound too cheesy? How many times did I just use the word amazing? I hope that doesn't make me sound like a creeper. The doubt is endless.  But the biggest one is; did I forget somebody? There have been an unbelievable amount of people who have helped me along the way. And I want that acknowledged. I want them to know how much I appreciate their awesomeness. I try to keep track, but at the end of the day, I'm human, and I forget things sometimes. It keeps me up at night that I forgot someone. I'm sure I'm not alone in this. So just know, if you have helped me along the way and I don't thank you by name, it's not because you're not appreciated, it's because my brain is operating on max capacity, and I can hardly remember what day of the week it is. 

I'm still learning so much about this industry. But I love it. I love writing, and I love the things I've learned, and the people I've met. I wouldn't change it for anything. Well, I kinda wish Facebook didn't hide my posts, but other than that... 

Monday, 18 May 2015

Cover Reveal for Insignificant!

Did you see?!! 
The amazing Kelly Lincoln had her cover reveal today, 
and it... is... awesome!!! 

Sunday, 17 May 2015

Reading is Attractive

I read a blog post recently that told me reading isn't sexy, and that the memes we see around the place telling us it is, are promoting sexism or classism. Maybe that's true, I won't be arguing.

Oh, you thought this post was going to be full of pictures of sexy dudes reading? Here's one so we get that out of the way:

But the thing is, I love seeing people reading. I find the visual of someone reading, if not sexy, then at least very attractive.

When you see someone who enjoys doing the things you enjoy, there's an immediate human connection. We're alike in some little way. And because there's that little thread of commonality, they become more approachable.

Have you ever watched someone's face as they read? It's like they're not really here. I can't help but wonder what is going on in their minds as they read. What world are they inhabiting? What amazing place has their imagination created?

And then there's the peace. In this noisy world, there's something really nice about being around people who are happy to sit in silence, deep in their own thoughts.

And don't even get me started on the cuteness factor of people who read aloud to children...

In case you were wondering, I've used images of famous people, because hopefully they won't get mad and ask me to remove their images from this post. Apologies to any photographers whose work I've stolen. I tried to find out who you were but without luck. 
And if you're a famous person in an image on this post and don't want to be featured, please send me an autographed photo letter and I'll remove the offending image.