Friday, May 31, 2013

Psyched Just Went Live!

It's that time, folks. Psyched is officially available for sale on Amazon, and you can buy it here.

Pardon me while I happy dance like Carlton on The Fresh Prince of Bel Air.

What Happens When I'm Trying to Work:

My kid just texted from school to say she can't stay late like she planned because the teacher she had to talk to was out sick today. I asked her if she could still catch bus. Her response? 
"Nooo, a magical unicorn is taking me me home." 
What did I say? "Excellent. Buckle up. They're known to buck unsuspecting riders." 
No response so far. I guess I should go be the magical unicorn now, huh? So much for getting any work  done...but I guess if I have to be interrupted for anything, being a magical unicorn is one of the more interesting options.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Waiting Fate Party

Welcome, Fate partiers! Scroll down to see what you can win, check out my cover, and read excerpts from Waiting Fate and Psyched.

I love that Memorial Day weekend celebrates our American heroes, men and women who died to protect our freedom, died so we can live to enjoy long weekends and get lost in good beach reads. Take a moment to be thankful, and then grab a hamburger and go read a great book!

Friday, May 24, 2013

A Little Psyched for Waiting Fate


I am offering a chance to win a free copy of Pysched (coming soon!) if you comment here and like my Facebook page, in honor of the release of Waiting Fate by W.B. Kinnette.You choose paperback or e-copy--just tell me what you prefer in the comments! I'll draw the winner on the day of its release and notify the winner through my Facebook page.

I have not yet read Waiting Fate, but believe me, it's on my TBR list. The author is ten kinds of awesome, and I'm thrilled to be part of her big release blog party! Here's the blurb from the back cover:



Sometimes Fate hides in plain sight while you stumble through darkness.

Ivy escapes from an abusive husband, finding peace with her daughter in her childhood home. She’s determined to keep her past a secret to protect those she loves.


Archer has been in love with the same girl since seventh grade. When Ivy comes back into his life—bruised, broken, and haunted by secrets—he knows he can’t lose her again.


But Ivy made a promise to her daughter. No one would hurt them again. She’s afraid to trust, afraid to be wrong again, and afraid that the one man she’s loved forever will break her heart.


Fate might take it’s time, but it won’t wait forever.




Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Psyched Cover Reveal!

I am so excited! I got my cover art today, and I couldn't be more thrilled. Many thanks to the talented Silviya Yordanova for her work on this. You can find her on Deviant Art and Facebook.  Indie writers, look her up if you need a cover--she is very good to work with, her art is surprisingly affordable, and she is also very kind and professional.

So are you ready? Pardon me while I happy dance! Check it out!







Wednesday, May 8, 2013

A Little Teaser: an excerpt from Psyched






Overgrown trees and shrubs guarded an abandoned house, illuminated by the faint light from the windows of a small church across the street. The sad remains of a white picket fence lay in a disorganized heap between the dirt and gravel that formed the road’s shoulder and the weeds that had killed off the lawn. In the upper windows, tattered red curtains fluttered out shattered windows in the cool night breeze. 


A tall, bone thin girl wandered the front yard, looking lost and scared. She wore a filthy nightgown much too small for her lanky frame, covered in caked mud and a hint of soot. The failing braided pigtails on either side of her head hadn’t seen a brush for a long time. Stray, frizzy curls stood on end all over her head. She clutched a well-loved teddy bear in one hand, and with her other she rubbed her eyes fiercely, as if she were ashamed of the tears which stubbornly flowed no matter hard she tried to stop them. Icy rain fell on her, yet she didn’t feel cold. 


A rustling sound behind her caught her attention, and she hurried hopefully to the back yard, where a boy dressed in black sat expectantly on the rocks as if waiting for her. She jerked to a halt when she saw him. Clearly he was not who she expected to see. “Who are you?”


He shrugged. “Who are you?”


I don’t know,” she answered, keeping her chin tucked and her silver green eyes down. “I think I’m lost. But I can’t be lost, because this is my house. I live here.”


The boy smirked. “This trash heap is your house?”


The girl looked down, her brow furrowed. “I don’t know where they are. My family left me.”


“Sure they did,” the boy said. “Families are a lie. You can’t depend on them, ever. They take what they want and leave the rest, so they must not have wanted you. The only thing you can count on is me. You should come with me.”


The girl finally looked up, confused. “My mom said I should never trust strangers.”


“Your mom left you here, lost, scared, and alone. You still want to believe her? I am the only one who can help you, but you have to help me first.” 


“How?”


He offered his hand. “Just take it,” he whispered, a glint of red gleaming in his mischievous eyes.

She hesitated for a moment, and then took his outstretched hand.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

A Moment of Maternal Snark

Teen mentality moment #467:

Me--(to child who has yet to brush hair and teeth or put on shoes) You need to leave for the bus in 5 minutes.

Kid--I got this. Watch and be amazed.

6 minutes later:

Kid--Mom, I need a ride to school.

Me--You missed the bus. How amazing!

Sarcasm probably isn't the most dignified response to modern dilemmas, but it's certainly the most satisfying.

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Confessions of a Cereal Mother by Rachel McClellan

I love this book. Seriously. Confessions of a Cereal Mom by Rachel McClellan is FUNNY. This girl has been in the trenches and can laugh about it, because in all honesty, if moms don't laugh about it we will cry and end up like Goldie Hawn in Overboard. Remember that part? In the movie, after her first full day of taking care of four kids, she's rocking back and forth, unable to make eye contact with anyone, saying over and over, "buh buh buh buh buh buh buh..." Watch it here and know that some days, this is exactly what being a mom feels like!

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McClellan gets that. Her writing is real and brutal and hilarious as she puts down on paper exactly the same sort of conversations that happen around here all the time with my kids or the big hairy man. In fact, I'm not convinced the girl didn't put a camera in MY bathroom to record some of what goes on around here (read the book--you'll get it).