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Friday, August 10, 2012

Sweet Saturday Sample: Nightmares



Welcome to Sweet Saturday Sample.  My excerpt today comes from Never Trust a Pretty Wolf.  The book is currently on tour with Goddess Fish.  I'll post the tour info below.  In this excerpt, my hero and heroine have taken off for the greatest adventure of their lives.

Blurb:
Liesel Wolf has a secret, a dangerous secret she’ll go to any lengths to conceal. When she’s paired in a charity game with sexy marshal Andy Bryce, a man with secrets of his own, her carefully constructed world comes crashing down, and Liesel’s on a collision course with her past. They pulled the black limo up in front of the warehouse.

Excerpt:
They pulled the black limo up in front of the warehouse. It
was a crumbling structure with boarded up windows and peeling
paint. Water stood in puddles from the recent near-hurricane that
had downed trees and knocked out power all over the city. A beer
can rolled in front of the car, its tinny sound grating on her ears.

William stopped the car and opened Liesel’s door for her.
The wind pushed and pulled on her coat, blowing her hair across
her face the moment she stepped out of the car. He took her arm
and led her into the decrepit building. Sheer terror assailed her.
Something awful was inside that warehouse. She could feel it.

Gasping for breath, she tried to run, but she couldn’t move.
Her feet churned, her arms pumped. She couldn’t move. Why
couldn’t she move? The small noise that came from her mouth
woke her.

Liesel sat straight up in bed, gulping oxygen into her
heaving lungs.


A dream. Only a dream. She wiped her sweaty face


with the motel sheet.
Staggering out of bed, she felt her way to the bathroom in
the dark. She shut the door and turned on the light. Water. Water
would wash away the sticky sweat.

She splashed her face and sat down on the toilet to recover,
her breathing gradually returning to normal. After drinking a cup
of water, she went back to bed.

Buy links:
http://www.astraeapress.com/#ecwid:mode=product&product=11343720

http://www.amazon.com/Never-Trust-Pretty-Wolf-ebook/dp/B0088346GK/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1344649800&sr=8-1&keywords=never+trust+a+pretty+wolf

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/never-trust-a-pretty-wolf?keyword=never+trust+a+pretty+wolf&store=ebook

Virtual Book Tour Links:
8/13/2012 Indie Designz
8/14/2012 Books and Other Spells
8/14/2012 2nd STOP K. Victoria Chase
8/15/2012 Writers and Authors
8/16/2012 Sexy Adventures, Passionate Tales
8/17/2012,Lisa Haselton's Reviews and Interviews
8/20/2012 EXCERPT Reviews by Molly
8/21/2012 Rachel Brimble Romance
8/22/2012 Books Reviewed by Bunny
8/23/2012 Queen of All She Reads
8/24/2012Melissa Keir's Blog

Jamaican Flowers Blog Tour

If you came for Fashionista Friday, scroll on down after you read about Jim Moorman and his book.  Thanks!



Sonny Flowers is pure, charming genius when it comes to biochemistry and genetics - specifically, marijuana and its potential to make the world a more joyful place, but he still has a lot to learn about fatherhood, guilt, women, happiness and himself, and very little time to learn it in. Sonny has already lost one daughter and will lose the other unless he can win her back - and do it before he literally loses his mind. With the Feds about to shut down his Stateside marijuana farm and laboratory, Sonny finds himself in Jamaica working for a self-proclaimed Rastafarian Deity whose wife has overdosed on the very hybrid plant Sonny and his daughter, Summer, are struggling to perfect as a cure for what has become a world epidemic: Bipolar Disorder. A crooked general, determined to make a splash in the world, has other ideas for the hybrid's properties. Faced with sharks (the salty kind), a plane crash, a tongueless henchman, the haunting memories of those he's loved and lost (and why it was probably his fault), not to mention his own blooming psychosis, Sonny finds help wherever the universe is willing to provide it: Dehlia Storm, a nineteen-year-old voodoo priestess, and her two-timing boyfriend, are for some reason willing to help Sonny save the two women he loves. Time running out, Sonny not only has to decide which characters in this crazy story he's living he can trust, but also what is real and what decidedly is not.







Bio:



Meet Jim Moorman, a shining example of all that is wrong in the universe.



A bear of very little brain, Jim has somehow managed to adorn the back cover of what might be best described as a very readable book. Barely literate himself, Jim has beaten all the odds and has actually managed to string together more than a few coherent sentences. Those sentences, paragraphs, and pages work to form Jamaican Flowers, Jim's debut novel.



Jamaican Flowers is a testament to Jim's love of all things tropical and light-hearted. A former member of the U.S. Navy, he served as part of the Presidential Ceremonial Guard in Washington D.C. and spent two years abroad in South Korea. After returning to the states, he pursued a career in sales and marketing in the technology sector, writing and scribbling in the evenings and weekends.



He holds no fancy degrees and remains obstinately determined to master the craft of writing novels, even in spite of suffering from ADHD. His sarcasm knows no bounds and he maintains that he writes to inspire and entertain his willing readers. In his spare time, Jim enjoys whistling, laughing, and just taking it easy. If you can believe it, he's a father and claims it to be the best job he's ever had.



To learn more about this enigma-author, visit his website: http://www.sweetjim.com

Follow him on Twitter @jimmoorman

Like his Facebook Fan Page at http://www.facebook.com/jimmoormanbooks



Look for his next release, Rumba Republic, to be released at the end of 2012 (if we're still here after December 21st.)


Tour Presented by  http://authorservicesatthebistro.com/

Fashionista Friday: Return of the Fedora

Where did the summer go?  It seems like I just turned around, and now it's almost time for school to start.  And that makes me think of fall fashion.  One of the biggest trends for fall is the return of the hat, the fedora in particular.  Here's a few that I thought looked nice.

Notice the two toned grosgrain band that ties with a bow?  I like that.  I also like the neutral color, another characteristic of fall fashion.  This fedora is made of wool.  You can buy it for $28 at http://shop.nordstrom.com/s/tarnish-ribbon-bow-wool-fedora/3293602?origin=category&fashionColor=Dark+Taupe&resultback=898

I think this fedora because of the color.  Neutral may be the thing for fall, but this color suits me.
You can get this teal-green, wool fedora for $180 at  http://www.etsy.com/listing/86979984/wool-fedora-trilby-hat-winter-hat-women


My third choice is this straw fedora.  I think it has a youthful, casual quality.  Get it for $32 at http://www.zappos.com/pistil-hazen-brown






Thursday, August 9, 2012

Welcome Joyce Holmes

Welcome to my blog.  My guest today is Joyce Holmes. Joyce is the authro of Show No Weakness.  Joyce, welcome to my blog. 


1.Tell us a little bit about you and your work.

I live with my husband and teeny tiny dog, Roxy, in the beautiful Okanagan valley, in British Columbia.  I'm an empty-nest mom with two precious little grandsons.  My first book, Show No Weakness, was released in June by Secret Cravings Publishing.  I work part-time which gives me plenty of opportunity to pursue my writing.  When I'm not dreaming up stories in my head or planning my next great travel adventure, I enjoy hiking, biking, boating and photography.



2.That sounds so nice.  I'd like to have a great travel adventure myself.  Where do you go when you write?

I work in my upstairs office on an old laptop that gets a little cranky when I try to use the internet, which helps keep me focused on my writing and off the social media sites.

3.LOL.  That's a good thing.  What is your favorite genre?  Have you tried to write in others?

Contemporary romance is the only genre I write because I enjoy tormenting my characters until they get their happy-ever-after, but I love to read every genre.  Mystery and suspense are a couple of favorites, but unfortunately I don't have the deviously clever mind necessary for writing it.

4.Describe your hero and heroine in your latest release.

My hero, Cole Dennison, is an RCMP Corporal.  Years after his daughter's death, he's still overwhelmed by feelings of grief and guilt, and the only way he can deal with these emotions is by hiding from them.  My heroine, Joely Sinclair, is a single mom and a social worker.  She's a compassionate and outgoing person, and she falls hard for Cole.  Her transparent personality doesn't mesh well with his carefully guarded one, which causes plenty of struggles as she uses the power of her love to try and heal him.

5.What are you reading right now?

The Summer of Living Dangerously by Julie Cohen

6.Would you share your links with us?

My social media links:




My buy links:











7.We’d love to read an excerpt.

Cole twisted the cap off the beer bottle and tossed it at the small garbage can by the back door. It balanced on the edge for a moment, teetered and fell to the deck. Damn, that should’ve been a sure shot. Thinking he must be losing his touch, he debated hauling his carcass out of the hot tub to try again. It ended up being a short debate. It was only a beer cap after all, and what did it matter if he made the basket or not?

He tilted the bottle back and chugged a long swallow of ice-cold beer, and another one, then eased back in the water. He felt great. Totally relaxed.

He straightened back up and balefully eyed the beer bottle. Who the hell was he trying to kid? He felt restless and edgy. And he could pinpoint the exact moment it all started. That fateful day when he’d looked up from his paperwork and saw Joely Sinclair standing beside his desk. His hottest dream and worst nightmare all rolled into one tempting little package. Relaxed? He didn’t know the meaning of the word since she walked into his life.

Drawing hard on the beer bottle, he emptied most of it in one long pull. He set the bottle aside and smiled, even though nothing was remotely funny. His grin quickly faded.

For the better part of two weeks he’d tried to forget Joely Sinclair existed, but the encounters with her in the last couple of days proved he’d only been fooling himself. He had it real bad for the lovely Miss Sugar and Spice, and she was one huge distraction he didn’t need. Didn’t want. Correct that, he wanted her all right. He just didn’t want to want her, and it made him jumpy, this combination of wanting to be near her and wanting to be rid of her.

Hard to believe someone who looked like her could have a teenaged son. A teenaged son headed for delinquency if he didn’t shape up. But as long as the boy didn’t end up back in police custody, he wasn’t Cole’s concern. When he’d tried to warn Joely about her son’s choice of friends, she’d jumped on him with both feet. Who needed the hassle?

With his mood rapidly turning sour, he drained the last of the beer and deliberately turned his mind away from thoughts of Joely Sinclair and her son. He should get out of this hot tub and spend an hour or so unpacking. After a month in this house you’d think he’d be good and tired of looking at boxes stacked a mile high in the dining room.

He slouched low in the water, letting it lap over his chin and around his ears. On second thought, those boxes could stay right where they were. They contained nothing but memories. Memories best kept forever sealed away in cardboard.

Oh my!  That woman has a grip on him!  Readers, don't you think this book sounds wonderful?  Joyce, thank you so much for sharing with us today.

Show No Weakness

Welcome to my blog!  My guest today is Joyce Holmes, author of Show No Weakness.  Joyce, thank you so much for coming. 

1.Tell us a little bit about you and your work.

I live with my husband and teeny tiny dog, Roxy, in the beautiful Okanagan valley, in British Columbia.  I'm an empty-nest mom with two precious little grandsons.  My first book, Show No Weakness, was released in June by Secret Cravings Publishing.  I work part-time which gives me plenty of opportunity to pursue my writing.  When I'm not dreaming up stories in my head or planning my next great travel adventure, I enjoy hiking, biking, boating and photography.



2.Congratulations on your first release.  It's exciting, isn't it?  Where do you go when you write?

I work in my upstairs office on an old laptop that gets a little cranky when I try to use the internet, which helps keep me focused on my writing and off the social media sites.

3.LOL.  It's easy to get distracted.  What is your favorite genre?  Have you tried to write in others?

Contemporary romance is the only genre I write because I enjoy tormenting my characters until they get their happy-ever-after, but I love to read every genre.  Mystery and suspense are a couple of favorites, but unfortunately I don't have the deviously clever mind necessary for writing it.

4.Describe your hero and heroine in your latest release.

My hero, Cole Dennison, is an RCMP Corporal.  Years after his daughter's death, he's still overwhelmed by feelings of grief and guilt, and the only way he can deal with these emotions is by hiding from them.  My heroine, Joely Sinclair, is a single mom and a social worker.  She's a compassionate and outgoing person, and she falls hard for Cole.  Her transparent personality doesn't mesh well with his carefully guarded one, which causes plenty of struggles as she uses the power of her love to try and heal him.

5.I love the sound of that.  What are you reading right now?

The Summer of Living Dangerously by Julie Cohen

6.Would you share your links with us?

My social media links:




My buy links:











7.We’d love to read an excerpt.

Cole twisted the cap off the beer bottle and tossed it at the small garbage can by the back door. It balanced on the edge for a moment, teetered and fell to the deck. Damn, that should’ve been a sure shot. Thinking he must be losing his touch, he debated hauling his carcass out of the hot tub to try again. It ended up being a short debate. It was only a beer cap after all, and what did it matter if he made the basket or not?

He tilted the bottle back and chugged a long swallow of ice-cold beer, and another one, then eased back in the water. He felt great. Totally relaxed.

He straightened back up and balefully eyed the beer bottle. Who the hell was he trying to kid? He felt restless and edgy. And he could pinpoint the exact moment it all started. That fateful day when he’d looked up from his paperwork and saw Joely Sinclair standing beside his desk. His hottest dream and worst nightmare all rolled into one tempting little package. Relaxed? He didn’t know the meaning of the word since she walked into his life.

Drawing hard on the beer bottle, he emptied most of it in one long pull. He set the bottle aside and smiled, even though nothing was remotely funny. His grin quickly faded.

For the better part of two weeks he’d tried to forget Joely Sinclair existed, but the encounters with her in the last couple of days proved he’d only been fooling himself. He had it real bad for the lovely Miss Sugar and Spice, and she was one huge distraction he didn’t need. Didn’t want. Correct that, he wanted her all right. He just didn’t want to want her, and it made him jumpy, this combination of wanting to be near her and wanting to be rid of her.

Hard to believe someone who looked like her could have a teenaged son. A teenaged son headed for delinquency if he didn’t shape up. But as long as the boy didn’t end up back in police custody, he wasn’t Cole’s concern. When he’d tried to warn Joely about her son’s choice of friends, she’d jumped on him with both feet. Who needed the hassle?

With his mood rapidly turning sour, he drained the last of the beer and deliberately turned his mind away from thoughts of Joely Sinclair and her son. He should get out of this hot tub and spend an hour or so unpacking. After a month in this house you’d think he’d be good and tired of looking at boxes stacked a mile high in the dining room.

He slouched low in the water, letting it lap over his chin and around his ears. On second thought, those boxes could stay right where they were. They contained nothing but memories. Memories best kept forever sealed away in cardboard.

Wonderful excerpt, Joyce.  I know your book will be a great success.  Readers, don't wait to get it.  It sounds just great.


Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Swimming Out of Water

Hello, and welcome to Catherine Garceau's blog tour.  I'm double booked today.  After you finish reading about Swimming Out of Water, please scroll down and look for post 2, Books for Bunnies.  This rescue group is offering a LOT of prizes.

For those of you who don't follow sports, Catherine Garceau was a part of the Canadian synchronized swimming team that won a bronze medal in 2000 at the Sydney, Australia Summer Olympics.  Swimming Out of Water describes her struggle to find health and well-being in her life.  Here's an excerpt from Swimming Out of Water.


9

Rose-colored Goggles

“It is the food which you furnish to your mind that

determines the whole character of your life”.

—Emmet Fox

I slipped my pencil into the centerfold of my journal, snapped it shut,

and put it down on the ground behind me to the left. In climbing

the wall, I had no faith and staring at those words wasn’t doing me any

good.



Doubting my power, strength, and ability to climb back up the wall

was hardly a new feeling for me. Throughout my life I have experienced

setbacks that produced the same feeling of inadequacy. Or maybe it was

the other way around. Were my deep-seated feelings of unworthiness

subconsciously setting me up for failure? If so, how would I reverse this

negative spell?



Faith aside, one of the most satisfying breakthroughs that came to

me through synchronized swimming was learning to adopt an optimistic

approach in different areas of my life. It would be hard for anyone to

develop the motivation it takes to achieve something great, such as an

Olympic bronze medal, without learning from challenges, setbacks, and

shortcomings. Perhaps it was my stubborn lack of self-confidence that

motivated me to devote time, effort, and commitment to my mental

training.



People who meet me today (and chuckle at my cheerful and

upbeat nature) have a hard time believing that I was such a serious

and pessimistic child. How on earth did I become an Olympian if I

was always so negative? Actually, it’s amazing to realize how many high

achievers are motivated by pain, or the avoidance of pain. Our brains

seek adrenaline in activities that elevate dopamine and serotonin levels,

which are often depleted from years of stress or even set off balance from

birth. Sometimes, we even find activities and passions we can devote

ourselves to one hundred percent to forget or to create the biochemical

reactions that make us feel good. But these temporary fixes almost always

lead to greater problems over time.



For me, there was no hiding anymore: I’ve been surfing a wave

of sadness for as long as I can remember and using temporary coping

strategies hardly worked anymore. During various phases of my life,

symptoms of deep sadness (and what I now know to be a mix of

childhood emotional traumas and brain chemistry imbalances) showed

up as insomnia, over-exercising, chronic dieting, bingeing, isolation,

procrastination, and breaking down in tears at the slightest perceived

failure. With one foot grounded in deep spiritual inquiry, my other

foot kept investigating the world of neuroscience and toxicology in

order to better understand the brain’s connection to mind-body health.

It’s sure been an interesting puzzle to put together. While many experts

will proclaim to have figured out all the pieces of the puzzle, it is my

belief that how and when the pieces come together for each individual

differs greatly from person to person and could be orchestrated for a

much higher purpose—for each of us to truly get the lessons we are

here to learn.



Today, when I catch myself feeling down, discouraged with my

progress, or judgmental of others, I bring compassion to the situation

and choose to move forward with love. I’ve come to accept that if I do

lose myself in negativity for a while, it’s probably Life asking me to walk

through another tunnel in order to see the Light. This involves choosing

to feel and release the arising emotions instead of avoiding them with

exercise or food. And in the event that I succumb to old habits of eating

instead of feeling, I remind myself that the journey towards emotional

freedom and the acceptance of imperfections is always unfolding.

With brain health on my radar, I found the work of Dr. Daniel

Amen, which included his Change Your Brain Change Your Life book

series and educational PBS programs22. Suddenly, there was much more

to ‘brain health’ than I could have imagined. As I continued to learn

more about neurology and several human typing systems that reveal the

uniqueness of our combined genetic, energetic, and chemical makeup, I

learned that those of us who struggle early on may be born with certain

predispositions, which others (who seem to breeze through life) are

not. What became more and more obvious was how much the integrity

of our chemistry and neurology23 greatly influences our emotions and

behaviors. Whether the cause was a genetic predisposition, a dominant

personality trait, a birth trauma (subtle brain injuries are often caused at

birth), conditioning from a childhood trauma, overburdened organs from

toxicity, or a combination of it all, understanding the interconnectedness

of everything helped me gain patience and compassion for many health

enigmas, including my own. Dr. Amen’s findings made more and more

sense the more I observed myself and those in my life.


Swimming Out of Water is available at http://www.amazon.com/Swimming-Out-Water-Breakthrough-Discoveries/dp/1614482594/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1343690824&sr=8-1&keywords=swimming+out+of+water

Books for Bunnies


Books for Bunnies is an event set up by the blogger over at The Bunny’s Review and coordinated with the help of blogger Alchemy of Scrawl. 



These two ladies have worked tirelessly in getting authors to donate eBooks for the event.   Currently there are over 100 eBooks that have been donated, along with over 30 print books.  Some of the print books are even signed by the author’s themselves.



The event is to help raise money for the House Rabbit Society.  The House Rabbit Society (or HRS) is a 501 non-profit organization to help raise awareness and to rescue rabbits from animal shelters.  Below is a little about the background of the HRS.


House Rabbit Society is a national, nonprofit animal welfare organization based in Richmond, California. Our mission has two parts:

  • Through our fostering program, volunteers rescue abandoned rabbits and find permanent adoptive homes for them.
  • Through education, we seek to reduce the number of unwanted rabbits — and to improve bunnies' lives — by helping people better understand these often misunderstood companion animals.

In line with our mission, we are against the exploitation of rabbits.



Since HRS was founded in 1988, over 25,000 rabbits have been rescued through our foster homes across the United States. Many of these bunnies had run out of time at animal shelters and were scheduled for euthanasia; others had been deemed "unadoptable" because of age, health, or disposition. Because there is no time limit on our rescued rabbits, HRS foster parents are able to spend time getting to know each individual bunny and can then match him or her with an appropriate home. We neuter/spay all incoming rabbits, obtain any necessary veterinary care, and attend to their social needs.



In caring for so many diverse bunnies, our all-volunteer organization has learned a tremendous amount about their social, behavioral, and medical requirements. By sharing the collected information these rabbits have taught us, we are able to help other people improve their relationships with their rabbits. HRS provides educational materials to veterinarians and humane societies and helps individual rabbit people solve behavior and health problems, primarily through our web site, www.rabbit.org, and our quarterly publication, House Rabbit Journal.



Over the past 20 years, HRS has grown from 300 to more than 8,000 members, with local chapters and educators in over 30 states plus Canada, Italy, Hong Kong, Australia and Singapore. Our web site, www.rabbit.org, is accessed over 100,000 times a day by people in dozens of countries around the world.



We are asking people to donate money to the HRS at this link through Network for Good.   The person that makes a donation will receive either an eBook or print book equal to the amount donated.  There are books ranging in price from 99 cents to $27.00.  There are several print copies of the books that have been autographed by the author. 



The person that donates will receive an email thanking them for donating.  That email needs to be forwarded to books4bunnys@bunnysreview.com.  This will show the amount that has been donated.  Please remember there is not any donation that is too small.  Any amount will be greatly appreciated.   The HRS will use the money to either help pay for vet bills or help in finding a forever home for the hundreds of bunnies in their care.



Please if possible take a moment to donate a couple of dollars to the HRS you never know what bunny’s life you might be saving.



Suzie & The Bunnies - CupCake & Coale


Books for Bunnies Website:  http://booksforbunnies.com

Video for the House Rabbit Society: 




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Follow the tour and comment; the more you comment, the better your chance of winning. The tour dates can be found here: http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2012/07/special-blog-blast-books-for-bunnies.html