Monthly Archives: April 2018

New year – New…what?

Some days, I amaze myself.
Others, I wonder how I managed to wear matching shoes.

Lately, I’m finding that my head is often on autopilot. I think it’s a defense mechanism because I’ve got such a miasma going on. Different works, different research projects for others, different genres, and the daily stuff I seldom think about until after…

This week is a great example:
Today, there are multiple daycause promotions going live for a set that releases next week. Once Upon A Twisted Time, and I have 2 writing/marketing webinars tonight.
Tomorrow, the Dark Rising set goes live, there is the release day party for it, and there is a promotion going up for Book of Time on FreeBooksy.
Wednesday the Fussy Librarian is taking a crack at Once Upon A Twisted Time, and it’s my federal compliance call in for the day gig.
Thursday…believe it or not, I think I have a cave day to write.
Friday, Once Upon a Twisted Time is going out in the PNR Lovers Newsletter and I have a day of conference calls.
Saturday is a different kind of crazy that I’ll leave at that, and
Sunday I’m meeting with a promoter to talk shop for a late lunch.

NO WONDER I’m not hitting my word counts or MS deadlines cleanly…I’m only getting one word day a week.

I think I’m forgetting things too. Which is really the bigger fear, because the stuff I know about, I know will get handled…it’s the stuff I forget about that will likely land me in hot water. If I’m lucky the hot water will have bubbles and not salt. 😉

Til next time…save a hug-me jacket for me.

Mwah!

 

 

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Muse Gone Wild

At one point, I wondered what would happen when I finished writing all the books I had planned. Would I have any more ideas for new stories? I know now that was a foolish question. Last week I told you about a co-worker giving me an idea for a new book.

A few nights ago, I tossed and turned into the wee hours because I had a title and blurb running through my head. I wasn’t able to sleep until I wrote it down. This one, however, is going to be tough. The story is totally out of my wheelhouse. I mean, seriously. I’m going to have to write it under another pen name . . . if I manage to write it at all. My muse has a twisted sense of humor, and she’s driving me crazy. It’s going to be a short trip.

I need to focus on my WIP. I’m at a crucial part of the story. The last thing I need is my thoughts to be filled with this new kid haunting me. It’s distracting to say the least. I’ve got so many irons in the fire already; promoting my latest release, participating in the Reviewer Roundup with all three of my Kindred books, revising A Demon to Kill, and working on the current WIP. I don’t think my brain can handle anything else. My muse has a different idea, apparently.

So, I called my brainstorming partner, F. J. Roberts. This guy’s brain never shuts down. His muse makes mine look like a cute little puppy. I read him the blurb and told him my problem. He solved it immediately. Merge it with the other new one. Make it paranormal. Make it your own. I thought about it. The lightbulb went on. Problem solved. It still has to wait, but I know what to do now.

Until next week,

~ Madison

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What is Real?

I saw a meme the other day on social media. The background was a picture of bookshelves stuffed to the brim…a bibliophile’s dream. The words were, “When was the last time you read a “real” book? That stopped my newsfeed strolling in its track. What did that mean…a real book?

One could say, they meant a book not on a reading devices, but does that discredit a book from being real? It is the same story if you reading on your favorite reader, or if you hold a physical copy with paper pages to turn. The effort in producing that book is the same. The manner in which it is read is entirely up to the reader.

I’ve also heard people imply that romance isn’t a real book. I so totally do NOT understand that thinking. I don’t think the book snobs know how much research we romance authors go through. For example, historical romance writers have to research the time period they are writing in and if they have any real historical people mentioned in their book, they may have to do a little research on them. Fantasy and paranormal romance writers have to research the mythical characters they write about. These are just a couple of examples…I am sure there are things writers in other sub-genre categories that are umbrellaed under romance, like weaponry, fighting techniques, medical and law enforcement procedures…the list is long. And trust me when I say, writing those more intimate portions of a romance book is no walk in the park.

I guess, what I am getting at is, just because you do not enjoy a genre doesn’t mean you get to discount the talent, imagination, or the medium that author chooses to publish their book in, and deserve the respect.

What do you think the question, ‘When is the last time you read a REAL book?’ means?

Until next week…Happy Reading!

~Jolanthe~

 

Not so new

I’m a habit girl. I know this is supposed to be my ‘New Year  – New Everything’ year, and in many ways, it is. But then there are the things that I’ll be fighting tooth & nail to remain status quo. I’m losing many of these, but dang it’s a battle.

This week, it’s learning a new phone. I want…desperately want, not to do this. I didn’t get a choice though. The cell that I’ve coddled and carried for the last 5 years decided that it wanted to play games – games like, did you have a call, or not? Did you send that text, or didn’t you? Did the call you missed leave a voice mail, or not? Maybe I’ll share it with you tomorrow…or not. It mocks me.

I know…in today’s climate, 5 years is an exceptional life for a cell phone device to function. And, for some things, it is still working just the way it always did. Unfortunately, for the communication things that I carry it for most, not so much. Begrudgingly, I made the trek and took the plunge into a newer model over the weekend. It’s painful folks. Sincerely, pain-filled.

I want the old. I want the familiarity of the feel of it against my hand. I want the ability to key in that mid-slumber muse without having to look at the screen and be blinded awake. I want the not so new sense of it being just as it has always been. That’s not going to happen.

No, I have to learn a new phone, new icons, new short-cuts, new pretty much everything. I’m not a technology person to begin with. This…is akin to being flayed alive for me. I’m still worn and bloodied from the first twenty-four hours. I have 15 days to decide if I like it…but to what end? I can’t get my old one to work, and there isn’t a newer model that is close enough to fool this old habit girl.

SO…if you see me cursing a bit more, or angling for sanity…it’s Savie-speak for I hate the NEW part of this particular adventure. Down the road, it will lessen I’m sure, but not yet. And, I don’t think anytime soon. How ironic that I’ve left a piece of my soul with a bit of technology. One that I don’t know that I ever truly mastered the potentials of.

For all the ‘New Year – New Everything’ I’ve got going on. Today I want the old. I’m going to grab a fresh tablet and see if some long-hand word work will compensate. Maybe…at least until the next text or something happens. Then, like earlier, I’ll wonder absently at just how much I really need that in my life…because if not – I can have the old one back…right? A girl can dream.

When your muse speaks . . .

A few weeks ago I had all my ducks lined up. I had a schedule. Finish To Kill A Demon and Heart of Stone, get them published this year. Finish Blindsided and get it ready for release in April 2019. Spend the remainder of 2019 writing Deuces Wild, the final installment of The Kindred series. I was good with the plan.

Then, I had a conversation with one of the nurses I work with. I’d just found out her genre of choice was paranormal romance. She was interested in reading my books. Jokingly, I told her my next project would be in a hospital setting but I wasn’t sure where I would go with it. She told me about a doctor she once worked with. And, there it was—the premise for another book! I’m hoping this one can wait until 2019, but you know how that goes. Once the muse raises its head . . .  I’m so excited about the idea, I contacted my cover artist. She told me she’d drop everything to get on this one. This is a sign, right? I’ll have to see how it goes, but I have a feeling my muse is going to have sit in a corner for the new kid.

For now, I’m promoting the release of A Destiny Denied. I hope you already got your copy. If not, you can get it HERE. The third installment of my Kindred series, this is Doc and Maggie’s story. As with all my Kindred books, they are much more than just one warrior and his Promised Soul. The Kindred are a clan, and their lives intertwine. There’s a LOT going on, and Destiny is no different. Let me know what you think by leaving a review. I always appreciate feedback.

I’m happy to say that To Kill A Demon is with the Beta readers and is scheduled for the editor’s desk in mid-May. That one should stay on schedule for release in August. Now, I’m focused on finishing Heart of Stone. So far, so good.

Until next week,

~Madison

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The Mighty Power of Words

In less than 3 weeks, on May 8th, Breathe Me to Life in the Once Upon a Twisted Time box set, will be live and in the hands of the public at large. Right now  some bloggers have it, and there is a nervous anxiety in knowing that your brand new baby is in the hands of readers who’s job it is to read your story objectively and judge it.

Don’t get me wrong….I know my story is not going to be everyone’s cup of tea. That knowing, however, doesn’t negate the desire of wanting everyone to like my book baby…or at least to be kind and constructive with their criticism of it.  I get that once you expose your art, in whatever form you chose to display your creativity, to the public, you are opening yourself up to their public opinion.

There is this observation that has been made by more than a few authors. Some people are reluctant to leave reviews for things they enjoy, but things they don’t like…they are more than willing to pull up their mighty desk chair steed and fire off their keyboards to leave a scathing review, which at times can turn into a personal attack on the author. I have not had this experience. I hope I never do, but there is always the possibility that it will happen. I don’t think there is an effective way of preparing yourself for the eventuality of that punch in the gut. I don’t think this happens only in reviews. I think it happens in our everyday lives as well. Words have the power to build up and tear down…it’s on all of us to be conscious of how we use them.

With the good, there is  the bad…and you have to accept that you can’t have one without the other, for without the darkness how do you appreciate the light?

All that being said…here is a sneak peek at Breathe Me to Life…

The combined scent of amber and sandalwood floating on the current of air that came through when the door opened niggled at her memory of Kellan. It had been seven years since she last laid eyes on him in the flesh. Seven long years. He had left his imprint on her life, and every man she tried to date didn’t come close in comparison with him. I’m doomed to spend my life waiting for a man who has probably forgotten I even exist. She closed her eyes and inhaled, hoping to carry the smell of him with her when she fell into sleep’s dark embrace later.

Two years, after the veil between the Fae and human realms fell, she 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 as they rose to the pinnacle of ecstasy and shattered together. In her dreams, she knew the feel of his arms holding her tightly against his sweat-drenched body. She’d reluctantly fall into an exhausted sleep, only to awaken to an empty room and bed, with only the phantom touch of him upon her skin.

Those nightly visits came to an abrupt stop three weeks 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. Standing there was Kellan dressed in black leather pants that hugged his 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, her feet rooted to the floor, staring at him in shocked surprise, as a smirk tipped up one corner of his full lips.

“Are you not happy to see me, mo milis?” His voice was more seductive than it had been in her dreams.~©Jolanthe Aleksander, Breathe Me to Life 2018~

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B079MQKQF5 
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B079MQKQF5 
Amazon CAN: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B079MQKQF5 
Amazon AUS: https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B079MQKQF5 
Nook: http://bit.ly/2zythZw
iBooks: http://hyperurl.co/OUATT
Kobo: http://bit.ly/2yqXKLs
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/2gkvAXU 

Until next week….Happy Reading!

~Jolanthe~

New Year…New lesson

As you may recall, I’ve been a busy beaver lately. With 4 releases in roughly 8 weeks, it’s been a bit helter-skelter. BUT, without it, I would not have the latest “Oh” moment, thanks to a reader.

Baiting a Berserker came out last week…and woahmygosh Y’all blew me out with the numbers. So far up to #3 in category AND on the Hot New Releases charts… I’m stunned silly and speechless…but let me say THANKS!

Anyhoop…one of the readers, who noticed that Fynn is a bit long-winded, made a comment about paragraphing in dialogue, which forced me to do what I always do…hit the books and research it. I’m tickled for the lesson. I was right to break the monologue into paragraphs, but there is a better way to distinguish it in the larger body. SO THANK YOU! I learned something new because you read my work and made me look. I love that.

A writer is never more than the reaction of a reader who enjoys the story. You guys have sent me flying. I’ll never have enough words for that.

Read something great til we meet again.
MWAH!!
Sav

Special Days

I write because I enjoy it. I love escaping into a world of my own making where my characters come to life. I often wonder about my readers, though. Do they enjoy my books? Do they like my characters and the world they live in? My family and friends are supportive of my work, and they tell me they like my writing. But what about other readers . . . the ones I don’t know. That random person who one-clicks a book on Amazon?

Yesterday, I was lucky enough to meet a couple of them. I was having lunch with my friend, F. J. Roberts, at a local restaurant. Our server told me she’d read one of my books and wanted to read the others. I happily supplied her with rack cards, thinking that was the end of it. She soon came back to our table asking if I would mind meeting one of her co-workers. Another woman had read my books and was a huge fan. Seriously? I had a fan?? Of course, I wanted to meet her. I was soon introduced to a lovely young woman by the name of Talisha. She was obviously nervous, and I did my best to put her at ease. Her story was a familiar one; her love of books, reading to escape the pressures of life’s little problems. Thankfully, F.J. had enough presence of mind to snap a picture of the two of us.

Talisha Bland

Finding out that someone truly enjoyed my books gave me an indescribable thrill. Believe me, it was the highlight of my day. Knowing that there are people out there who enjoy my books, who eagerly look forward to my next one . . . those are the ones that keep me on track. I am grateful to those readers.

With that kind of motivation, I can’t stop now. I have stories to tell.

Until next week,

~Madison

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Support

I’m a firm believer in supporting my fellow authors who are a part my the same publishing house along with author friends who are not. So today I’m shouting out a great big CONGRATULATIONS to my fellow EBB authors, Madison Granger and Savannah Verte. They both have new releases! Yay! New Reads for you and me!

I also wanted to remind you that the Once Upon a Twisted Time boxset which includes my short story, Breathe Me to Life, is less than a month from release day! It’s not too late to pre-order your copy on all outlets.

Breathe Me to Life~Once Upon a Twisted Time

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?

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B079MQKQF5

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B079MQKQF5

Amazon CAN: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B079MQKQF5

Amazon AUS: https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B079MQKQF5

Nook: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/once-upon-a-twisted-time-julie-morgan/1127238361

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1296957364

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/once-upon-a-twisted-time-3

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/36436315-once-upon-a-twisted-time 

 

Destiny Denied by Madison Granger

 Doc Gilchrist has long harbored a secret love. Knowing she isn’t his Promised Soul, however, has made him keep his distance.

Maggie Ferguson deals with the departure of the man she has given her heart to. As weeks go by, unidentified forces attack, leaving those closest to her rallying to come to her aid.

Alexis thought her past was behind her. An unwelcome visitor reminds her that he still holds power over her, threatening to destroy her chance of love and happiness.

As the prophecy that surrounds Quinn, Torie, and their Elite Guardians unfurls to complete their destinies, they find their peace of mind comes laced with adversity and intrigue.

 

Paranormal Dating Agency: Baiting A Berserker (Kindle Worlds Novella)  

Addian Hevir doesn’t want a mate, he needs one…to save his clan, and himself before the beast within consumes what’s left of his humanity. As a berserker, it’s only a matter of time before one, or both happen. Time is perilously short.
Fynn Barrow has had more than her share of Mr. Wrongs. A strong, independent Mer-woman, she’s not going to be content with just any man. She needs to be wanted by one who can meet her challenges in return. She’s not interested in playing the damsel in distress, or the dutiful housewife, to anyone.
Gerri confidently pairs them, but it only takes one meeting for them both to have doubts. Can two dominant personalities find the balance to come together before others interfere and send one to their death, and the other back to square one? Or, will it take the imminent threat to drive them where they need to be?

Until next week…Happy Reading!

~Jolanthe~

New year…New…Nah – Rinse & repeat

Every time I think I’m going to embark on the new ground I thought I’d be covering, something really familiar jumps up and says, “Psych.”

Been there, done that…kinda like most things…only hitting a different beginning on the wheel I know so well. The trick will be avoiding the spots where I blew through the structure and fell before. I think I can do it.

New to me this year…though still a writing, editing, formatting, publishing event is Kindle Worlds. I’ve never done one, though I was invited previously. Whelp, today is the day. The release is not officially until tomorrow…but the almighty Zon popped the links and the 20 new Paranormal Dating Agency stories are up for readers to devour. If you’re on facebook…you should check out the group where the authors will be doing the launch tomorrow…MT Kindle Worlds I think it’s called. There are PRIZES for reading. WHO KNEW?!

Anyhoop, in the interest of getting back on the wheel before it laps me, I’ll just drop the fancy lil link right HERE and say Enjoy!

Thanks for checking it out. Who knows…I’m supposed to do a couple more of these things…this could be a new hump on the proverbial wheel of Savie. Let’s see how fast I can run.