I’ve spent the past week working on my urban fantasy novel, To Kill A Demon. I finally finished the last story. Well, I thought it was the last one. I started a short story a while back. It had to do with zombies. *shudders* Personally, I don’t care for zombies. Don’t like the movies, and I sure don’t want to write about them. My muse, however, had other ideas. So, the story was started, but never finished. The closer I got to finishing the WIP, the more the zombie story kept jumping in my head, wanting to be completed. I’m not sure which way to go, either finish it as it is, or change the zombies to something I can deal with. Believe me, at this point, suggestions are welcome! Either way, I’m afraid it’s insisting on being a part of the Chronicles of Sully and Larke, which is going to give me seven action-packed tales.
Have you seen my pre-order link for A Destiny Denied? I’ve been posting it everywhere! Book three of The Kindred Series will be released April 10. If you pre-order now, you can get it for only 99 pennies. That’s a hard deal to beat! Get Doc and Maggie’s story HERE
Until next week,
It’s a bright, beautiful morning…well, not really. Daylight Saving Time is in full effect, so it’s still dark, but I’m hoping it’s going to be a sunny day. I saw my first robin yesterday. A sure sign that Winter is on the verge of being kicked to the curb. What signs of Spring do you look for?
Soooo….I thought I’d share the blurb for my story in the fairytale boxset due to come out in May.
Ailsa was biding her time when the call of the music floating on the wings of the night’s wind led her to a moonlit glen and another world.
Kellan, Prince of the Fae Court, was tired and bored with things as they were until a young woman not only sparked his interest but his desire to finally claim a mate.
Two souls find in each other a connection unlike any other.
A chance encounter brought them together. A dream created a bond. Will the jealousy of one who was scorned tear them apart? Or will love’s kiss breathe life into a sleeping beauty?
From the days of old, with the twist of new, these fairytales are just for you.
Drawing from a well of myth and legend, each of these 16 USA Today and NYT Best Selling Authors, has put their own twist on a story from childhood.
Modernized tales of love, war, oaths, and curses, uncover the secrets in Once Upon a Twisted Time. We promise you a Happily Ever After…
You can pre-order your copy for only $0.99.
The past couple of days I’ve spent working on a video trailer for my upcoming release, A Destiny Denied. After countless attempts and edits, I finally figured out how to make the new program work. I was so impressed with the results, I paid for the pro membership. That’s saying a lot. My advertising budget is practically nonexistent. I’ve had to do what I can, when I can, with what I have available. Having a video trailer for your book is not a necessity. I just happen to like them. I think they add a nice touch when you’re trying to promote your latest release. I have one for all of my books. With Kizoa, I’ll be able to continue making them.
Today, I’ll be attending a Writer’s Conference. The schedule is jam packed with workshops and celebrated speakers such as R. L. Stine (Goosebumps fame), Monique Patterson (St. Martin’s Press executive editor), Jaycee Ford, and Melissa Marr, among many others. I went last year for the first time. While I found it interesting, I was disappointed to find that it was all geared toward publishing houses. Pleased to see that this year’s schedule has topics that address self-publishing, I have a feeling I’ll get a lot more out of the experience. I’m sure I’ll leave with inspirations and new ideas to keep me writing.
Speaking of which, there’s a story that requires my attention.
Till next week,
I’m going to be honest…I am exhausted. The the winter crud has struck again and sleeping sitting up is not as easy to do at night as it is when you’re sitting on your couch watching tv.
Sooooo….instead of whining about how miserable I feel, I’m going to give you a little snippet from Breathe Me to Life, my contribution to the soon to be released but available for pre-order for only 99 pennies.
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Breathe Me to Life Snippet
A year after the veil between the Fae and human realms fell, she’d started seeing Kellan in her dreams. Only there did she know the feel of his hands against her skin, the never satisfying hunger for his kiss, the taste of his sweat, and the musky scent of their bodies made as they rose to the pinnacle of ecstasy and shattered together. There she knew the feel of his arms holding her tightly against his sweat-drenched body, as she reluctantly fell into an exhausted sleep, just to wake to an empty room and bed, with only the phantom touch of him upon her skin. Those nightly visits came to an abrupt five days ago. Her heart ached at the pang of loss even as her brain railed at his disappearance without out a word of goodbye. In the light of day, she knew they were just dreams. What she shared with Kellan in the recesses of her sleeping mind was not real. But it felt like it was, or had been.
The sound of a throat clearing brought Ailsa out of her out of her reverie. Looking up, her breath caught in her throat. Before her was Kellan dressed in black leather pants that hugged hips and muscular legs like a second skin. A white tunic tucked into his waistband with a V at the neckline offered a teasing glimpse of the chest it covered. The man who had been her dream lover and ruined any attraction to other men was now standing in front of her. Mouth open, she stood staring at him in shocked surprise. A smirk tipped up one corner of his full lips.
“Are you not happy to see me, mo milis?” ~©Jolanthe Aleksander, 2018
Until next week…Happy Reading!
When I got to the point of realizing I was actually going to publish a book, I decided to use a pen name, rather than my real name. Not for any enigmatic reason, rather a very simple one. I don’t care for my real name. Never did. My real name is very plain. To make matters worse, it’s spelled in the masculine form. Choosing Madison Granger was a decision I never regretted.
One of my closest friends has told me more than once that there’s a difference between Madison and me. He calls me by both names. I realize now there are subtle changes when in my ‘Madison’ persona.
This past week found me wishing I could be Madison all the time, living happily ever after in her world. Madison gets to write, interact with readers, and right now, is beaming with happiness from some incredible reviews on Save the Last Dance. Thank you, Kelli Smith and your Reviewer Roundup, for making that possible! Madison is in her happy place, working on the last short story to add to the anthology, To Kill a Demon. A Destiny Denied has been sent to the publisher, awaiting an April release.
The other me has to go to the day job to pay the bills. Such is life.
Till next week,
It can’t be done.
That should be the end of this week’s blog. Right? In all honesty, probably so. But, I can’t leave you hanging, wondering what’s going on in my world, can I?
I signed up once again to an online event known as The Reviewer Roundup. This is an awesome opportunity to garner much needed reviews for your books. The Roundup is split in two, first week for novellas, the second week is for novels. Readers enter, read the books, and leave honest reviews. Prizes are involved, and everyone has a great time. I love the idea. Like I said, this is not my first time at it. Kelli Smith is an awesome marketer, and I have always been thrilled with the results of her services, whether it be swag or events.
The event has just started, and already there are reviews being posted for my novella, Save the Last Dance. So far, I’m more than pleased with them. What little criticism there is seems to be the same. The readers want more . . . more depth, more conflict, more background, more story. My initial reaction was It’s a novella! If I add all that, it will be a novel.
But I get what they’re saying. Believe me, I pay attention to those reviews. Those are the things that make me a better writer. My next work will be stronger for it. I’ll make sure there is more depth, conflict, and background. I know I can’t please everyone. Doesn’t stop me from trying.
Till next week,
It’s Olympics season! Are you an Olympic Couch Athlete? What’s that you ask? It’s a person who sits watching the Olympics and thinks…”I could do that.” Many moons ago, in my younger days, I was an Olympic Couch Athlete. Nowadays, while my brain may dream of attempting the impossible, my body is saying…”don’t even think about it.” lol
I am, what I like to call…athletically challenged and not normally a sports watcher. But the Olympics is a whole different story. These athletes have worked their hineys off to get to the top of the podium. They are part of an elite group of people at the top of their game. They are bravely and boldly reaching for their dream with the eyes of the world watching them with bated breath. Whether their goal is to win the gold or achieve their personal best while representing their country, they should be watched, supported, applauded, and celebrated.
I wish reading was an Olympic sport…I could soooooo be a top contender! lol
Until next week…Good Luck to the Athletes of the World and Happy Reading!