AuThursday – M.K. Chester

Tell us a little about yourself and your background?

I grew up in the Midwest and was a voracious reader as a child–so much so I would run out of things to read. That’s when I started writing my own stories, and I’m still writing them today. I’m married with grown kids, a couple grandkids, and a couple dogs.

How do you make time to write?

I can (and do) typically write anywhere, as long as I have a keyboard. I’ll use a lunch hour, and an empty house, and when I have a deadline, set a schedule to ensure I get things done.

Do you believe in writer’s block?

No, which is to say I’ve never experienced it. I believe in taking a wrong turn and writing yourself into a corner, but I’ve never been in a place where I couldn’t put words on a page

Tell us a bit about the genre you write and why you love it.

I write historical (20th century and ancient), contemporary, and paranormal. The theme is consistent: redemption. I love characters who are seeking to be better or find a better way. My voice is different in each genre, and the “easiest” for me is the 20th-century historical because it’s something I heard from my parents and family for years.

How are you publishing your recent book and why?

I am strictly an indie author right now, however, I have been traditionally published by The Wild Rose Press and Carina Press. I have republished my books from The Wild Rose Press independently, and still, have one title with Carina.

Are you an Introvert or an Extrovert?  How does this affect your work?

Team introvert all the way! Writing recharges my batteries, so when I write, I come out the other side ready to interact with the world.

What is your favorite motivational phrase?

“Pressure makes diamonds.” I think this is George Patton, and I learned a long time ago not to avoid change and growth situations, even if they are stressful.

What advice would you give to aspiring writers?

Keep writing! This is the job, to write, to learn to write better by writing. Write what you want to read, write to entertain yourself first and foremost.

Where can readers find you on the World Wide Web?

My website has all the goods: https://www.mkchester.com/

Do you have an excerpt you’d like to share with us?

My latest paranormal series blurb:

Welcome to Midheaven.

Where heaven and earth collide.

All manner of beings exist behind the veil of everyday mortal life. Their paths should never, ever cross with humans. Until they do.

Thibodeaux women have been unlucky for seven generations. Sensitive to the feelings and perceptions of others, they are targeted by an immortal Fallen Angel, who needs only one of them to buy into his plan long enough to throw the whole world into chaos.

Grigori, originally sent to earth to teach and train humans, instead fell in love with women, tumbled from grace, and became half-human, half-angel. Some hybrids know their calling from birth, while others stumble into divinity when humans need them most.

AuThursday – Laura Emmons

Tell us a little about yourself and your background?

I’ve been a voracious reader since I was 12. I started with Barbara Cartlands then moved up to Victoria Holts. My mom introduced me to Anne McCaffery when I got married. I’ve never stopped reading. At forty I heard a voice in my head, “What am I going to do with you?” It was the start of my first book and I haven’t stopped writing since then.

How do you make time to write?

When I first started writing I was homeschooling a High Schooler and a Jr. High Schooler. They had their schedules down so I spent time in the kitchen typing away on my laptop. I didn’t get much sleep the first year but got a 100,000 words into my computer.

Do you believe in writer’s block?

No, when I have trouble getting back into the story I edit back a few chapters. I find most of the time that’s all I need to quick start the muse. I do have a separate file I fill up with starts of books that just lose my interest. Once when I went in I found I’d slowly finished a book.

Tell us a bit about the genre you write and why you love it.

I love Romantic Suspense on the darker side. I think I have a mid-spice level. I have to admit I have Non-consensual or Forced proximity in all my books. I know it’s not PC but it’s what my characters want. If I don’t listen to them they will shut down a book. Arguing with your characters is a dangerous game to play. My characters are so real to me when I write, that I need to talk about them to others. When someone reads my book and wants to talk about them like they are real people it makes my heart jump with pleasure.

How are you publishing your recent book and why?

I am Indie publishing on Amazon using Kindle Unlimited. I fell in love with KU for my own reading habit.

Are you an Introvert or an Extrovert?  How does this affect your work?

I’ve always been an Introvert and this entire publishing experience has been a terrifying endeavor. My first book was written when I was forty. I put off publishing until the last two years I’m sixty now. I have twenty-five books written at the moment. When I decided it was time to publish, I had to push back on the fear of being read by someone who doesn’t know me. I’ve had so many panic attacks over the last few months. I just call my sister and breathe deeply until it passes. The day I hit preorder I couldn’t even speak. It’s hard to let your baby go out into the world.

What is your favorite motivational phrase?

Yes, I can!

What advice would you give to aspiring writers?

Write, read, write, read, and read more. Stop worrying about what you write, just get it on the computer.

Where can readers find you on the World Wide Web?

www.LauraEmmons.com

Do you have an excerpt you’d like to share with us?

Cory brought Bryan home a girl. She did happen to be drugged into unconscious at the moment, but good friends did what had to be done to pull a buddy out of a slump.

LeeAnn fought the arrangement just as everyone expected her to, as she woke, but damn Bryan was hot.

“Well, if you don’t want my gift, then I’ll just get rid of it.”

“No!” Bryan screamed as she went airborne and fell. She knew she hit the water from the splash, then the cold engulfed her, and she lost consciousness.

An instant decision to keep her alive and do as Cory wanted. Cory was always right. At least that was what he told Bryan daily.

AuThursday – Bea Teal

Tell us a little about yourself and your background?

I’m Bea, and I’m Italian. My favorite color is teal. Hence, my pen name. When I’m not writing, I’m teaching Italian as a Second Language, reading, or traveling. The inspiration for Painting Stars, my first book in English, came from the time I spent in Michigan as an exchange student. I live on the shores of Lake Maggiore in northern Italy with my husband.

How do you make time to write?

“Hope is definitely not the same thing as optimism. It is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.” Václav Havel

With a lot of hope and willpower.

Do you believe in writer’s block?

“Nobody said it was easy” the Scientist, Coldplay.

I write in my second language. Yes, I do believe in writer’s block, and I have a language barrier on top of that.

Tell us a bit about the genre you write and why you love it.

Love in all its forms. Found family. HEA. I love the connection between reader and character. I love stories that are warm, witty, and uplifting.

How are you publishing your recent book and why? 

Indie. Traditional feels like a pipe dream at the moment.

Are you an Introvert or an Extrovert?  How does this affect your work?

Introvert. I struggle with self-promotion.

What is your favorite motivational phrase?

If somebody tells you “you can’t”, they’re showing you their limits. Not yours.

What advice would you give to aspiring writers?

“Don’t be discouraged if people don’t see your vision, your harvest. All they see from their perspective is that you’re watering a whole lot of dirt. They don’t SEE what seeds you’ve been planting with blood, sweat, tears and lack of sleep. Make sure you don’t abandon or neglect it because “they” don’t see it. You have to KNOW and believe for yourself. They don’t see the roots and what’s budding under the dirt. But it’s okay, because it’s NOT meant for them to see it. While you wait, MASTER it. You continue to do YOUR work and have unwavering faith! Remember why you started planting in the first place. Your harvest WILL come!” ― Yvonne Pierre, The Day My Soul Cried: A Memoir.

Don’t be discouraged if some of your friends and family members are unsupportive. They don’t share your passion. Find someone who does.

Where can readers find you on the World Wide Web?

I’m happy to hear from readers, and you can write me at: beatealauthor@gmail.com, but please consider that English isn’t my first language! 😉

Do you have an excerpt you’d like to share with us?

Our evening together begins with a romantic stroll.

Too bad I’m wearing impossibly high heels. The ones that look like a dream and feel like a nightmare. To upgrade my legs to first class, I squeezed my feet into the non-reclining middle seat in the last row of economy. These shoes were shaped on elves’ ears, not women’s toes.

The sunset on Lake Michigan is beautiful, but I’m too busy trying not to twist an ankle on the gravel, get a heel stuck in the drain grate, or sink into soft ground to fully appreciate it. Noah valiantly offers his arm in support, but he looks more like my keeper than my beau.

Once we get to the restaurant, things don’t improve.

There’s been a mix-up with the reservation, and our table isn’t ready, but they offer us a drink at the bar while we wait.

“Our stools are called waves,” the hostess explains. “The sleek, delicate curves are designed to evoke a visually fluid concept.”

Translation: there’s no backrest, no handles, no footrest, and man, do they swivel. I’m getting seasick. I’m on a slippery slope, pun intended.

When our table is finally ready, I’m glad to see the imaginary back of them.

“Fox, they brought us a plate with a dirty spoon in it,” Noah tells me.

“I think the course is what’s in the spoon.”

“I’m afraid I left my magnifying glass at home. What’s in the spoon, exactly?”

“It’s an amuse-bouche. A velouté.”

“I’m far from amused. It reminds me of the baby food Levi would spit in my face when he was a toddler. What’s the next one called?”

“Tiny temptations. A garden of Eden to share.”

“That’s just an excuse to throw a bunch of fruit and veggies together, isn’t it?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“No? Then how do you explain this green mush with horns?”

“That’s an artichoke.”

“And this shaving cream gone sour?”

“That’s the cloud of heaven, aka goat cheese mousse, and stop making me laugh!”

“Why should I stop? I love your laugh.”

“‘Cause my belt is so tight from sitting I’m electrocuted every time I move.”

“Take it off, then.”

“I can’t. It’s holding my top and skirt together.”

“Why did I let you order the appetizer again?” Noah asks, taking a bite of the red apple.

“Because I let you order tenderloin à la Wellington wrapped in Parma ham as the main dish.”

And he was right, it was totally delicious, I think as the last nibble of puff pastry melts in my mouth.

“Since dessert is deconstructed tiramisù, how about taking it to go, Fox?” he lowers his voice and leans forward, “We can put it back together at home.”

“I like the way you think.”

AuThursday – Amy Curiston

Tell us a little about yourself and your background?

I have worked in the Healthcare industry for 30 years then went back to college where I rediscovered my love of writing. I am a mother of four with 1 rambunctious grandbaby. Creativity has always fed my soul whether crafting, decorating cakes or writing. Many characters have lived in my head for years begging me to tell their stories. After filing countless notebooks, I finally finished my first full manuscript. I now have 3 books published on Amazon and am working on my fourth

How do you make time to write?

It is always a challenge. Between the needs of family and my day job. Evenings are my most productive time. I try to set aside two hours each night.

Do you believe in writer’s block?

Certainly, there are times the story isn’t flowing. It can be frustrating. Sometimes you have to let it sit for a day or two.

Tell us a bit about the genre you write and why you love it.

Romance is the foundation, with a focus on family dynamics and how they shape us and affect our relationships. Stories of single parenthood, redemption arcs, and later-in-life romance are part of what I’ve written. I have set my stories in the past and the present. Love is the cornerstone of life. It feeds our souls. Family, friends, and lovers are the people who give life purpose. I’m also suckered for a happy ending.

How are you publishing your recent book and why? 

I have published independently so far. The way things are anymore, agents and publishers want a story that has been edited and polished and a writer who has established a social media presence, building an audience. For me, if I am doing the work I would rather maintain control of the finished product and the timeline.

Are you an Introvert or an Extrovert?  How does this affect your work?

I enjoy talking to people, sharing stories, and making people laugh. Inspiration comes from many places including the people I meet. My family would say, I have never met a stranger. That said, I am also comfortable in my own company. Having time to myself is important to me to indulge my creativity.

What is your favorite motivational phrase?

You can edit a bad page, but there is no editing a blank page.

What advice would you give to aspiring writers?

Just start writing. Don’t be afraid to put your ideas on paper. Also read as much as you can. For me, free writing is a great tool to work through ideas.

Where can readers find you on the World Wide Web?

amycuriston.com, my Facebook group; Amy Curiston Author and Instagram

Do you have an excerpt you’d like to share?

The sweetest torture is wanting what you can’t have.

Luke Saello walks a thin line, managing properties in Boston’s North End. He must remain cordial with the notorious Murabito family without being drawn into their illegal dealings. He could have left, returned to Miami after his girlfriend was murdered, but he is determined to find her killer. The last thing he needs is to deal with a mafia princess.

She wants to rent the old bakery space he owns and when Anthony Murabito asks; you make it happen. The woman is supposed to marry Murabito’s son Tony, who has made it clear to Luke he better keep his hands off. He figures this won’t be a problem since spoiled, vapid women were not his thing. Unfortunately, she isn’t at all what he is expecting.

Billie Palmieri has spent her life trying to distance herself from her father. When her parents divorced, she found solace with Nonna M, as all the kids had called her. She learned the joy of baking at the grandmotherly woman’s side, and now that she is grown, Billie wants to reopen the bakery that meant so much to her. That is the only reason she returned to Boston, certainly not to be manipulated and used by her father, so he can gain more power.

She has no trouble resisting Tony’s advances, but her new landlord is another story. The man looks more like an enforcer for Murabito, making her question his motives. She’s determined to keep him at arm’s length, but as trouble finds its way to her door, he insists on coming to her rescue.

Billie fights her attraction, fearing getting involved with her will put Luke in danger. Threats have been made, and she is determined to protect him, but there may be more to fear than the enemy they know.

EXCERPT

Billie

Luke stands and starts pacing the room, finally stopping in front of me and kneeling down.

  “You need to tell me. Whatever it is, I want to help.” His voice is gentle, his eyes holding mine. It’s painful to look at him, knowing I have to let him go before we even explore this.

  “I need you to stay away from me, all of you.”

  “The hell I will,” Luke grinds out as he takes my face in his hands.

   “I won’t be responsible for anyone getting hurt again.” Pushing Luke back, I run to the door, grabbing my coat on my way out. I’m being a coward, but I can’t look at any of them right now, especially Luke. Downstairs, I raise my hand to hail a cab as Luke bursts out of the building.

  “You don’t get to say something like that and then take off, Billie. We need to talk about this.” He holds one of my arms as I watch him trying to control his frustration.

  “There isn’t anything to talk about. Tony made it clear. This won’t end well for you. For all I know, he set up the break in.”

  “Well, I can’t live with you sacrificing yourself to that asshole, not when I… when we’ve gotten this close.” His hands are on my face again and he kisses me with a ferocity I haven’t felt from him before, and I can’t help but reciprocate. I want this, how he makes me feel as he presses close, lifting me from the ground, deepening the kiss. My feet dangle as I lose myself in him.

  “I’m not letting you go.” He growls against my lips, setting me back down before pulling me toward his SUV. We drive in silence back to my apartment, each glancing at the other as we process what just transpired between us. When we reach the third floor of my building, I see a simple white envelope taped to my door. 

  The tape pulls a strip of paint off the door as I take it down. Something I’ll have to touch up since my landlord here is nowhere near as attentive as the one hovering behind me.

 I unlock the door, but Luke insists on going before me to check if anything is amiss. 

  “Take it easy, cowboy. It’s probably from Falco announcing a rent increase.”

  “You know… I have a guest room,” he says, bending down to nuzzle my neck. His beard tickles as his full lips brush my skin, then I feel his teeth. “Actually, I have a king-size bed that would be much more comfortable.”

  “That’s sweet, but I would feel terrible making you sleep in your own guest room.” He growls, spinning me around to look up at him. 

  “Don’t worry, I’m not trying to rush things. Now, about you trying to get rid of me…”

  “Luke, you know the sort of people we’re dealing with. Tony was very specific. You face down in the Charles river was the image he painted and I can’t live with that.” I’m trembling with rage, a little fear mixed in for good measure. I wrap my arms around myself, squeezing hard, but I can’t make it stop. “You need to go. This isn’t good for either of us. We should just stop this before it starts.”

  “Before it starts. Are you serious? We are way past the starting line, Billie. At least I am. You telling me this isn’t real to you?” Luke is standing too close, crowding me. The smell of him, his warmth all threatens to take me under, where I’ll lose myself forever. “Well, you gonna answer me?”

  Hurt and anger flash in his eyes as he stares down at me. I continue to shake, stepping away from him, needing the space to think.
  “Please,” I whisper. I don’t even know what I’m pleading for, but he decides for me.

Luke

  This night has not gone as I expected. I wanted to shake some sense into her, but she looked so broken at that moment. Arms wrapped around herself like a shield, I didn’t think she would let me touch her. Anger welled when she said we should stop before we start. Then she uttered one word; please. So I did the thing I said I wouldn’t. I walked out on her.

  Now I’m sitting here with a half empty bottle of vodka in my hand watching the Celtics lose in overtime. How do I keep screwing things up? I know what I want, but it’s always just out of reach. With Jenny, I had the family, but not the love. With Billie, I can see the entire package. Not that I’m ready to bring the “L” word into things yet, but I already feel a deep connection with her I’ve never had with anyone else. There’s just too much bullshit circling around us. There has to be a way for us to be together without all this drama. Maybe I could talk to her father. If Joe Palmieri sees my intentions are honorable, would he intervene? Sure, and I could pitch for the Red Sox next season. Who am I kidding? Billie’s father doesn’t care what’s best for her. If he did, he never would have offered her up to a jerk like Tony.

   Who’s the jerk now? I never should have left like that. She’s scared, trying to protect everyone but herself. There has to be a way to make this right. I start a text then think better of it. I know it’s late, and she’s probably in bed, but I need to hear her voice. The line connects and I wait. Two rings, three, four, then her voicemail kicks in. Damn it. I hang up and dial again. After three tries, my gut is tied in knots. This can’t be happening again. Get a grip, Saello. She’s pissed, so she isn’t picking up. One more try. Still going to voicemail. 

  I flick off the TV, leave the bottle on my coffee table and grab my coat. Not a good idea to drive, so I hoof it the two blocks to Billie’s apartment. Looking up, there are no lights on, so she’s probably asleep. I don’t care. Could be the vodka talking, but I need to see her. At her door, I hesitate, wondering if this is a bad idea. I know it is. Knock, knock, knock. My heart kicks up as I hear the deadbolt turn. One half of her beautiful face greets me as she opens the door as far as the chain will allow.

  “It’s after midnight and I have to be up in a few hours.”

  “Please let me in. I was an idiot.”

  “You woke me up for that revelation? Wonderful. Go home Luke.” She tries to shut the door, but I jam my foot in the small space.

  “I shouldn’t have left. I know you were telling me to, but I still shouldn’t have left like that.” She studies me for a minute before telling me to move my foot. When I do, she shuts the door and I figure I’m screwed, until I hear the chain rattle. The door swings open and I face Billie in all her warm, sleepy glory, her hair snarled like she’s been restless. She’s wearing purple pajama pants with fluffy sheep all over them. The sweater she’s wearing is too big, the neck sliding down to expose one shoulder. When she catches my stare, she tries to fix it, but I’m on her in a heartbeat.

  My hands dive into her messy hair as I kiss her, dragging her against me. I kick the door shut, turning her so her back is against it, then turn the lock.

  “This isn’t over cara mia. No one is running me off, so you’ll just have to deal with it.”

AuThursday – Alivia Fleau

Tell us a little about yourself and your background?

I’m a Victorian-era historical romance writer living on a farm in Australia. I have 4 awesome dogs, 14 chickens, including one named Persephone who is my favourite, and a loving husband. And too many sheep to name!

How do you make time to write?

I get up early, sometimes as early as 4am. I take leave from work, use lunch hours, or in the evenings I write if I have the energy.

Do you believe in writer’s block?

I believe in creative problems, the trick is to have a cache of tools to tackle them with. A walk, swim, music, I do a LOT of baking when I’ve got a writing issue. And sometimes, you just gotta put your bum in the chair.

Tell us a bit about the genre you write and why you love it.

I write historical romance. I love research, I love history, but I’m also a sucker for a good pash or seeing two people fall in love.

How are you publishing your recent book and why?

Indie all the way. I love the freedom of indie, the speed, and also the close connection with readers.

Are you an Introvert or an Extrovert?  How does this affect your work?

I’m an introvert, but not shy. For me, being an introvert is about balancing my energy levels between being with others, and being alone.

What is your favorite motivational phrase?

Don’t get it right, get it written.

What advice would you give to aspiring writers?

Start, learn, embrace failure, celebrate every success. Because the knocks come hard on the heels of a win.

Where can readers find you on the World Wide Web?

Aliviafleur.com

Do you have an excerpt you’d like to share with us?

You have become something of a marvel, haven’t you?’ Hamish looked up and down the table.

‘Setting a table is not a challenge. You just lift things with your hands and place them.’ She pulled a corked flask of lemonade from the basket and set it with a flourish. ‘See?’

‘Hilarious,’ he said, then took another bite. ‘Not only this. I mean all of your accomplishments. World traveller. Fundraiser. Businesswoman,’ he added in a hush. ‘And caring for your father. You really are a goddess. Do you have supernatural abilities I should be worried about?’

‘I wish. I am afraid it’s just me, although today is Elise’s work. I am only here to help with the table.’ She couldn’t help but smile, her heart flushing with pride. So much of her work went unnoticed, or had to be hidden, and even a little praise made her glow.

‘When do you sleep?’ he continued, his voice still tinged with awe. ‘And when do you have fun?’

‘Fun?’ Iris frowned. ‘I have fun. I am having fun right now.’

He gave an exaggerated eye roll. ‘Proper fun. Like what we used to have. Surely the wild girl of Honeysuckle Street can still cause mischief?’

She closed the lid on the hamper with a snap. ‘The wild girl grew up a long time ago, I’m afraid. It’s just boring old me and my numbers now.’

Hamish leaned over the table. ‘I don’t believe it. The wild girl’s still in there. I’ll coax her out.’

AuThursday – G. A. Anderson

Tell us a little about yourself and your background?

I’m a self-employed behavioral health consultant, mom, and wife. I’ve been writing since I was in college and just had my debut novel published. South of Happily, a light-hearted story about the secrets and pain that send the life of a first-generation Hungarian American sideways.

How do you make time to write?

In between work, family, and caring for my aging mother. It’s taken me 20 years to write this book.

Do you believe in writer’s block?

Yes!

Tell us a bit about the genre you write and why you love it.

Fiction and humor. I believe people like to read stories they can relate to. Not too close, but bits and pieces need to touch you in some way. Humor, dry humor—it’s how I think, I have no way to keep it out of my writing. I recently got a review saying: “I laughed, I cried, and my cheeks hurt by the end of the book.”

How are you publishing your recent book and why? 

Published by Black Rose Writing. No agent. The book is available at all the usual booksellers.

Are you an Introvert or an Extrovert?  How does this affect your work?

Introvert. I’m more comfortable writing down what I think than telling you or making a speech. Working on this…as I’ve had to make a few speeches and I’m going to be on a few authors’ panels this spring.

What is your favorite motivational phrase?

There was an old Michael Jackson song about being backed into a corner…having nowhere to go and needing to just stand up and do it. I still remember hearing that when I was about 15, and it stays with me today.

What advice would you give to aspiring writers?

Don’t do it for the money.

Where can readers find you on the World Wide Web?

www.anderson-author.com , Facebook, TikTok and Instagram

Do you have an excerpt you’d like to share with us?

Wrinkled, white-haired people, who in my youth, told stories about some mysterious past while Mom shushed them and covered my ears. My grandmother was the exception. She’d smile, pinch my cheeks, and say in broken English, “go finding your happily”.

AuThursday – Faye Hall

Tell us a little about yourself and your background?

Author of passionate embraces, deceitful devotions, lustful encounters, corruption, and betrayal, as well as desire and seduction. Faye Hall is an author of Scandalously Steamy Australian Historical Romantic Suspense novels. Born and raised in North Queensland, Australia, she uses the tales of local history, and the struggles and adventures of her own family, to bring her characters to life in a uniquely, rural setting. Her fast-paced stories incorporate scandal, crime, suspense, and seduction to pull her characters along on unique stories of love and romance.

How do you make time to write?

With a family of 5 schoolchildren, this is very hard! I have learned to write where and when I can, and use late nights and early mornings to my advantage.

Do you believe in writer’s block?

Yes, I do. It happens sometimes for the strangest reasons. Other times it happens because of a bad review or feeling low because of struggling achievements.

Tell us a bit about the genre you write and why you love it.

I write Steamy Historical Romantic Suspense set in Australia. I love it because I get to tell the stories of the earlier generations from my area of the world and the struggles that drew them together.

How are you publishing your recent book and why?

I’ve turned all my books to indie publishing recently, with the help of my family-run publishing company. It was a long thought-out decision, but after having 3 small publishers close down and return my rights to me, it was the most logical option. And I’m enjoying the freedom it allows me for now.

Are you an Introvert or an Extrovert?  How does this affect your work?

I’m an introvert, married to an introvert, who birthed 5 other introverts. It doesn’t really affect my work, but it does make promoting a challenge. I get too nervous to speak for podcasts. I live in a rural area, so author events aren’t a thing, nor do I desire to travel far from home to attend such things.

What is your favorite motivational phrase?

“If you don’t like something change it; if you can’t change it, change the way you think about it.” – Mary Engelbreit

What advice would you give to aspiring writers?

To write from your heart even if it’s not always well received at first.

Where can readers find you on the World Wide Web?

www.fayehall.com.au

Do you have an excerpt you’d like to share with us?

Needing to understand what was driving his actions, Phoebe followed Raymond at a distance. Perhaps his need to push her away had more to do with his life rather than her own. For all she knew, he could be married with children waiting for him back home. Her gaze narrowed as she studied him at a distance. Raymond didn’t look like the type to be a floundering snake. If anything, he looked more like the type of man who needed to be possessed by a woman, his every movement governed by hers, expecting the same loyalty in return. Even the thought of such devotion made her heart skip a beat.

The sound of splashing water up ahead dragged her from her musings and her steps slowed as she nestled in amongst the thick scrub surrounding the creek. Peering through the branches, she stifled a gasp as her stare rested on Raymond moving about in the water. Her gaze shifted to the moving fabric hanging from the tree, and her eyes widened. She’d never seen a naked man before, certainly never watched one bathing. Part of her wanted to be brave and walk out and join him, but her cowardliness kept her firmly in her hiding place. He’d pushed her away so many times already, she couldn’t bear for him to dismiss her should she try to join him.

Phoebe should go back to the camp, but she couldn’t force herself to turn away from the man swimming in the creek. Watching him stand, his torso leaving the water, droplets covering his skin, she ached to wipe them from him even if just to feel his firm skin beneath her fingers once more. Though she called herself a fool for allowing such thoughts to enter her mind, she couldn’t deny she wanted more than his skin against hers. She wanted to be wrapped in his embrace, his soft voice begging to share unspeakable passions with her, quenching the hunger he stirred inside her that she could no longer ignore.

“I seem to remember you calling me a bastard for watching you bathe,” Raymond yelled, turning toward where she was hiding in the bushes.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Happy Valentines Day! 

I thought I would share the books my publisher has on sale for 99 cents at B&N, along with my short story “Snow by any other name”.    Most of these are the second and third books in their series, so it’s an opportunity to buy for a bit less.  You can find out more about these titles in the Books section (above).   So snuggle up and enjoy a romantic read.  

Also for Sale @ $1.99 is my Gaslamp (Steampunk’s cousin) The Alchemists of Archangel, the second in my Archangel Revolution Series.

Title: The Alchemists of Archangel

Series:  Archangel Revolution

Author: Tina Holland

Genre: Steampunk, Gaslamp Fantasy, Alternate History, Romance

Release Date:  December 30, 2020

Publisher: Book Boutiques

Cover Artist: Valerie Tibbs

Blurb:

When scientist Abigail Phelan is accused of murder, she must prove her innocence despite not remembering the crime.

Inspector Raven Clark knows Abbie didn’t kill the miner, but she is tied to the killer.

Abbie and Raven begin a search for both the killer and her memories bringing them closer to the truth and one another.

But when Archangel residents fall ill from a bizarre pandemic Raven must hunt for the killer while Abbie battles a ravaging disease. 

Will they discover the identity of the murderer before losing everything they’ve found?

Excerpt: 

She shot him a brief glare before concentrating on her plate. “As I suspected, the Gunns have left you alone with me.” 

“Did they?  Whatever for?”  Laurel and Ben could not have guessed his attraction to this vulnerable beauty. Could they?

“So you could begin your interrogation of me regarding Cornelius Turner’s death.”  She tilted her head.

He scanned her evaluating her.   “I doubt you had anything to do with Mr. Turner’s murder.” 

She leaned forward, “So foul play is suspected.” 

“I’m afraid so.  What can you tell me about that night?” Raven couldn’t help but wonder how this tiny breath of a woman was wrapped up in Alchemia’s gruesome murder.

“I can’t recollect much from the night of Mr. Turner’s murder. I’ve tried but every time I search my memory, my throat locks up, and I feel my limbs numb and my brain becomes foggy.  It sounds strange, I know.  Doctor Gunn says my symptoms are similar to shell shock.”

“I’m aware of the disorder.” His mind burned with the memory of his own experience. 

“I’m sorry I can’t be of more help.  Cornelius was a wonderful man and very kind to me and my birds.” 

“Tell me about him.” Her voice soothed him, despite the fact he found birds as exciting as watching a clock tick.

“Cornelius was my first canary courier.  The couriers run the birds to and from the mines.  They also have to sit with the fledglings so the birds become used to them.  Cornelius even went so far as to watch the hatchlings.  He was a surrogate to many of the colored canaries.” 

“Was he collecting birds from you that night?” 

“No.  I went to town.” 

“To meet him?” Raven wondered if more passed between Abigail and Cornelius.

“No to meet with…” Abigail began to rub her temples.  “I’m sorry I don’t remember.”

Buy Links: 

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AuThursday – Amber Thorne

Please welcome fellow BisMan Writer Amber Thorne to The Clog Blog!  Amber, can you tell us a little about yourself and your background?

I live in Minot with my husband Zach and our 3 furry children-Fish, Amiro, and Binx. I’m currently teaching 4th grade in Surrey, ND. I’ve had career changes ranging from National Park Service ranger to Pepsi sales so I come with lots of life experience! I’ve been writing since I could string my spelling words into sentences-I would sometimes write a story with all 20 words instead of 20 plain sentences! I met Eric Kimmel in elementary school at a Young Author’s Conference and knew I wanted to do what he did. I started publishing fanfiction online in 2006 in fandoms from Avengers to Zorro. I’m currently working on a YA novel and time will tell if it ever gets finished – the fanfiction plot bunnies are pushy!

How do you make time to write?

If I’m not working, cleaning my house, or out of the house, I’m writing. I can often be found parked in front of the television with my laptop, and I’ve also dictated stories into Google Record on my phone while driving. I think it’s more ‘how do I make time to do everything else when all I want to do is write?’!

Do you believe in writer’s block?

It’s been said that ‘writer’s block is what happens when characters get fed up with you and go on strike,’ and I completely believe that’s true. I think it’s a combination of plots and character beats running out of gas and trying to find a way to get them kickstarted again.

Tell us a bit about the genre you write and why you love it.

I’m primarily in fanfiction. I like looking for those missing scenes in a show or a movie, wondering ‘what were they doing in the commercial break?’ or ‘what came after that scene?’ I like expanding characters on the screen-sometimes they can be very one-dimensional. My novel is Young Adult Fiction, and I’m convinced that half the things written for my 4th graders to high schoolers is much more interesting than anything written to appeal to me as an ‘adult.’ Most of what’s on my bookshelves at home that I read on a daily basis is YA. Kids have bigger imaginations and deal with so much-reading things meant for them is really eye-opening for me.

How are you publishing your recent book and why? 

If I had one to publish, I would go with whatever would have me! The debate over indie vs traditional publishing is always an interesting read out on social media. All of my fanfiction is posted online.

Are you an Introvert or an Extrovert?  How does this affect your work?

Which one means I’m a people person in small doses? I think it reflects in the kind of characters I gravitate toward –  a lot of my favorite characters have secrets or double lives-they present themselves one way in public but another among close friends or by themselves.

What is your favorite motivational phrase?

“Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.” Jack Kerouac.

What advice would you give to aspiring writers?

Write what you want to write. Don’t try to write what you think other people would like. Write what makes you happy, and the audience that needs to find it will find it.

Where can readers find you on the World Wide Web?

Since I don’t have my fiction completed, all of my fanfiction can be found at

https://archiveofourown.org/users/ChibiDawn23/pseuds/ChibiDawn23

Do you have an excerpt you’d like to share with us?

Adam jumped off the ladder, a chill racing up his spine that had nothing to do with the weather outside. “Nick’s not up there.”

Sarah made a slow circle, looking around the two-room house. There were no places for a seven-year-old to hide.

“You don’t think….”

Adam was already shrugging back into his coat, certain now he knew exactly where their son was. “That book of his,” he realized. “We were reading it together before bed. It was the chapter on Bigfoot, and I was telling him that Clancy in town had sworn he’d seen one just the other night.” He reached for his boots, shaking his head. “It was only a joke…but of course, not to Nick. I’ll lay you ten to one that he’s out there…” he pointed out the window, “on a search for one.”

From, “The Search,” available in the anthology, “Seasons in the Dark.”

AuThursday – Gabriella Balcom

Please welcome Gabriella Balcome to The Clog Blog!  Gabriella, can you tell us a little about yourself and your background?

I live in Texas with my family, work full-time in the mental health field, and I’ve loved reading and writing my whole life. I write fantasy, sci-fi, horror, romance, literary fiction, children’s stories, and more. I’ve had 360 works accepted for publication and was nominated for the Washington Science Fiction Association’s Small Press Award in 2020. Clarendon House Publications awarded me a publishing contract when one of my stories was voted best in the book in which it appeared. My anthology of short stories, On the Wings of Ideas, came out afterward. In 2020, I won second place in JayZoMon/Dark Myth Publishing’s Open Contract Challenge (a competition in which around one hundred authors competed for cash prizes and publishing contracts), after which my novella, Worth Waiting For, was published. I self-published a novelette, Free’s Tale: No Home at Christmas-time and Black Hare Press released my sci-fi novella, The Return, in 2021. Five others pend publication.

How do you make time to write?

I work full-time but plan in writing time before and after work.

Do you believe in writer’s block?

Writer’s block isn’t something I’ve had trouble with. I usually have the opposite problem, with ideas flooding my mind all the time, to the point it’s hard to keep up with them.

Tell us a bit about the genre you write and why you love it.

I love several genres and write in each of them, too. Many things appeal to me, and all types of ideas come to me, so I don’t restrict myself to just one genre.

How are you publishing your recent book and why? (*e.g. Indie, traditional, or both)

I’ve published both ways, but mainly via traditional publishers. That’s been easier this far because I haven’t had time to publish more myself.

Are you an Introvert or an Extrovert?  How does this affect your work?

Introvert. It makes it harder for me to publicize my acceptances and ongoing steps, not to mention handling marketing.

What is your favorite motivational phrase?

Never give up.

I also like:

You can do anything.

What advice would you give to aspiring writers?

Believe in yourself and NEVER give up. Also, having your work edited is always a good idea.

Where can readers find you on the World Wide Web?

https://m.facebook.com/GabriellaBalcom.lonestarauthor