Nervous energy . . .

By the time you read this, I’ll already be at Booking in Baton Rouge. Hopefully, I’ll be settled in, seeing a couple of familiar faces, and meeting new ones.

For now, the day before departure, I’m at loose ends. I’m packed except for last minute essentials that’ll get thrown in my suitcase on the way out. My car is clean, gassed up, and packed. I could take advantage of the time and write. Yeah well, that’s not going to happen. I’m too nervous to settle down, much less focus.

I know once I get there, I’ll be fine. Once I’m set up, no worries. It’s the waiting that drives me nuts. One, it’s been over two years since I’ve been to a book con. Two, I’m going it alone. For any introvert, that’s some scary stuff. I’ll have to force myself to get out there. I can do it. I know I can, I’ve done it before. It doesn’t make it easier.

So, if you’re planning on going to Booking in Baton Rouge, please stop by my table and say hello. Would love to meet you.

Until next week,


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Managing time and life . . . sort of

Do you ever plan to do something then have everything get in the way of accomplishing that one thing? Welcome to my world. For the last three days I’ve been trying to put words to the page without much success. It seems every time I sit at my desk and settle in, something either distracts me or calls me away. Can we say ‘squirrel’?

Added to the mix is the fact that Booking in Baton Rouge is next week. Now, it doesn’t matter that I have all my books packed in boxes, or that my swag is done and bagged. I splurged, buying new outfits for the weekend and my room has been reserved. Everything is ready and close at hand. I still want to start packing. That’s the OCD in me. Even though I’m off from work Wednesday and Thursday, having all the time in the world to pack, I want to do it now. I tend to complicate things. That’s just me.

I would love a simple life, but I don’t think that’s in my cards. There’s always going to be someone or something that’s going to need attention, taking me away from what I was planning on. Such is my life. For now, I’ll write when I can and hope for the best.

Until next week,



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Writing and planning . . .

I managed to get a little writing in this past week, just not near as much as I would have liked. It’s hard to find quiet time when you only have two days off, and a ton of things to get done. I try to remember how I managed to get any writing in when I had a regular Monday through Friday job. Oh, yeah, I would write for a couple of hours at night. Of course, I was only working eight-hour days. Working twelve-hour days now leaves me exhausted. The last thing I want to do is sit at a computer and write. All I manage to do is scarf something down, shower, head to bed. Such is my life. Not the least bit glorious. It is what it is.

What writing I did get in revolved around one character. Every time I got to a stopping point, figuring I would insert a scene break and write about someone else, I would get blocked. Absolutely nothing came to me. That was a first. Especially with my Kindred. So, I continued with the one character, and the story flowed. Guess he wanted to have his say. I’m not finished, but I know where it’s going. I’ll be getting in more writing on my next five days off.

The weekend after that will be Booking in Baton Rouge. I’m prepared for the trip. Not sure if I’m ready, though. Don’t get me wrong. I’m going. But it’s been over two years since I’ve done a large book signing, and I’m more than a little nervous about the whole deal. Throw in the fact that I’ll be going alone, and I don’t know anyone. It’s hard for any introvert. But I’ll get through it, and I’ll have fun. Because that’s how it works when you’re surrounded by a bunch of people who love books as much as you.

Until next week,


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The thrill isn’t gone . . .

I remember when my first book was published. It wasn’t that long ago, only three years. I remember the thrill and the excitement that I had actually written a book. I remember the elation when I opened the box containing twenty copies of Phoenix Rising. I swore I’d never forget those feelings. and I haven’t. I still feel the rush of excitement every time I order copies of my latest release. Naturally, the degree of excitement has leveled down a bit.

This past week, I relived those feelings all over again. Not for me, but for my best friend. Even though we hadn’t met yet, FJ Roberts and I started writing at the same time. He churned out book after book, only to have them fill up several jump drives. Not sure how to go about getting them published, they sat there, read only by a few close friends.

We met at a writer’s conference almost two years ago, and I shared my experiences with him. I told him about ups and downs with editors, my trials with formatting, learning to make teasers and videos, then promoting. I told him what I knew of publishing. He listened, and he asked questions. I helped as much as I could. I went as far as to go over his book one last time after three editors (that’s another story) had already made their passes.

He finally took the plunge and self-published his first novel. We talked for hours. Okay, I listened for hours 😉 as the onslaught of emotions hit him. Comments from his friends overwhelmed him, then the sales hit. He was stunned. I was excited. For no promotion yet, he’s done extraordinarily well. I’m proud of him. I wish him the best and can’t wait to see all his books published.

To me, this is the best part of indie publishing. We support each other, helping to build up, not tear down.

Until next week,


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Penned Con Re-Cap and Book Releases

Oh goodness…a week ago today, I arrived in St. Louis for Penned Con. I have no words to describe what this event means to me or how the charity the proceeds go to  touch my heart.

I had a looooong six hour drive to get to St. Louis. I know what you’re thinking…six hours isn’t that bad and you would be right. I’m one of those, however, where the motion of the car is soothing. My parents used to say that when going on trips, I would be asleep before we got out of the driveway.
Anywhoooo…the arch coming into view makes the solitary car ride worth it.



The first official day of Penned Con was a learning day for authors and assistants. There were panels and discussions, but there was also a chance to meet and mingle with fellow authors who you might not get to see because, yeah…Penned is busy busy busy.
Table set up began early in the evening.
That was followed by a Murder Mystery game with authors and VIP’s. I liked to think of it at, Live Action Clue. What do you get when you put a bunch of authors and readers together to solve a murder? Over-active imaginations that come up with plot twists that don’t come close to solving a “murder”. lol

Friday and Saturday were filled with books, Readers, authors, more books, and parties. I got to see author friends I only get to see at signings, readers who never fail to ask when the next book is out and those who are as new to me as I am to them, but we all come together to share our love of books and reading.

Did I mention that Book 3 of the Veil Series, Veiled Hearts Revealed released on Friday and Breathe Me to Life released on Tues. Both books made their print debut at Penned Con.

Both books are still available for $0.99.
Until next week…Happy Reading!


New Year…where did it go?

I’ve been MIA.
It’s been a whirlwind summer and I’ve met myself at the door so many times, I’m thinking I don’t know where I am anymore. Most recently, I’ve been at PENNED CON. If you’ve never been…make a point to get there. It is a phenomenal event all proceeding charity. Readers…180 Authors…someone has to tickle your reader fancy.

While I’m still hip deep in words, because I set an OUTRAGEOUS goal for this year…I can’t pass the chance to share so many great moments.


Highlight for me.
Gravedigger getting the nod for Best Ugly Cry in AMAZING company.

Best Keepsake ever!
READER autographs.

Signing Day one -Talking books.

Channeling PINK for the Lip Sync

Posing with the Beast Revealed for Lip Sync night


Signing Day TWO with the fabulous!





Awards Night – Roaring 20’s as Charlie Chaplain.

This is what Charity means.

RICK MILES – Organizer & Founder…dressing up to raise funds for AFA Academy



Old friends and comfort zones . . .

While it’s fun to start a story with fresh characters and exciting new worlds, it’s just as satisfying to get back to a series in progress. Getting back with familiar faces and settings is as comforting as a warm blanket on a winter day. I find it easier to pick up where I left off and easier to continue my train of thought. Everything seems to flow in my series. I don’t know if it’s just me or if other writers feel the same. It’s not something I ever asked. It does make me wonder, though. Is this why authors like Sherrilyn Kenyon have twenty-something books in her Dark Hunter series? Maybe that familiar place is just easier to write about.

Getting back to work on Blindsided has been a labor of love. The Kindred are eager to share their stories with me. I have noticed however, that the twins are staying in the background, just out of reach. That sneaky duo are going to make me work for their story, which is the last installment of my series. So far, they haven’t given me a clue as to what Deuces Wild will be about. Oh well, they’re going to have to give it up soon enough.

On another front, the countdown has begun. Only a month left before I pack up and head to my state capital for Booking in Baton Rouge. I haven’t been to a big signing since my debut in Atlanta, so I’m nervous as well as excited. I’ve got books and swag, all I need are you guys. Hope some of you can make it.

Until next week,


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Summer colds and skewed plans . . .

I want to lead off by saying that my thoughts and prayers are with everyone having to deal with Florence and her aftermath. Hurricanes and storm surges are devastating. I’ve seen the destruction first hand. It’s not something you ever forget.

Plans for my days off went a little sideways this time around. Knocked low by a summer cold, I decided to go ahead and get my flu shot out of the way. Right now, I feel like death warmed over and spent the first two days of my days off sleeping. I’m pretty sure I’ll live but it was iffy at one point.

I’m going over Heart of Stone a few more times, making sure everything is in place before it goes to the editor. I still have some time, so I’m good on that front. I really need to finish though, so I can get back to Blindsided. I still have a ways to go before the next installment of my Kindred series is done, and I want to have it completed for the end of the year. These are my personal deadlines. I’m trying to stick to them. I want to have all of 2019 to devote to my final Kindred installment, Deuces Wild. Something tells me I’m going to need a cleared calendar because I have no clue what the twins have in store for me . . . not even a hint.

After that, . . . Don’t worry, there’s more. 😊 My coworkers are insisting on a book with a hospital setting. Big surprise there. Three guesses what type of paranormal my hero is . . .

Before I forget . . . don’t forget about Booking in Baton Rouge! I’ll be there on Oct. 20 from 11 am to 4 pm. Lots of authors and BOOKS! You can get your tickets HERE.

Until next week,


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Life Lessons

I had the most interesting conversation with a fellow author the other day. A woman called me, asking for advice about a book signing at the local library that was coming up next month. I’m always willing to help out when I can, and we soon ended up chatting like old friends.

This woman may have never been to a book signing, but that didn’t mean she didn’t know her way around the literary block. In the past year, she’d self-published five books, garnering hundreds of five-star reviews. Not only that, but she had a Reader’s group, an ARC group, a Street Team, and probably a couple more I’ve forgotten. All of them with hundreds of readers actively participating to help promote her books. I was stunned. I was more than a little envious.

She was quick to point out that she didn’t work outside the home. Her children were grown and at college. She spent all her time writing and networking in groups. She’d hired a graphic artist, an editor, a formatter, and someone to promote her works. She even had a PA who worked for free. She was also drowning. Trying to keep up with everything had her working from the early hours of morning till late at night, every single day. Oh, she loved what she was doing, but she was racing against time to keep up with it all.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that her life was not for me. I work full-time. I have a family. While I don’t have any young children, my girls still depend on me. The best I can manage is to publish two books a year. For the most part, book signings are out for me. Either my work schedule works against me, or I can’t afford to go, plain and simple. I’m learning to accept what I can do, and what I cannot. I can’t hold myself up against other authors. I can only do what I can do. That has to be enough.

I admire women who can do it all. I used to be one of them. Times have changed, and so have I. I’m learning to be content with my life. I may never have hundreds of readers, but the ones I have are awesome. If it’s meant to be, the numbers will grow. If not, that’s okay, too. For now, I’ll spend my days off working on the next manuscript.

Until next week,


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Cover Reveal

I am so excited to share with you the cover of Veiled Hearts Revealed~The Veil Book 3.
Veiled Hearts Revealed, Coipeail and Celine’s story, is the last book in The Veil series. It will be making its print debut at Penned Con. This series has been a labor of love. What started out as a NaNoWriMo project went on to be a 3 book story and now it’s time to visit with new characters and see new worlds.
Here is the Pre-Order link if you would like to see how Celine and Coipeail’s story unfolds.

Cóipeáil, the King’s shadow, never knew who he was beyond his bond to his Fae father. Born and bred to be his master’s mirror and guardian, when he was sent to find a human female, he didn’t know what it would mean to fall in love with her.

Hidden away on an island thought lost, Celine found paradise with a man she’d never known she wanted. But, love wasn’t enough, not for the bonds of fealty her lover obeyed, or to keep him with her when he doubted his own worth.

Her heart bruised by rejection, Celine set her course on a new path, determined not to let his absence break her. When he returns, wanting a chance to rekindle the flame between them and prove that his love for her was never in question, only his worth for the beautiful woman he wants as his mate. Will the feelings she’s never relinquished for him be enough to bind them back together?

Is love enough to bring a human and a Fae together for eternity?

I’d like to thank Suzanna Lynn of Funky Book Designs for working her magic! I would also like to thank the Eclectic Bard Books team for working to get this book to press.

Until next week…Happy Reading!