Monday, December 22, 2014

For you last-minute shoppers...


I haven't been blogging, because I'm down to the wire with Don't Stop Till You Get Enough. Of course, in between today and the second week in January when the book has to be to my editor, there are Christmas concerts, fellowships, last minute shopping, cooking, and all that good stuff. 

I'll be back on Wednesday with a Christmas Eve message. Until then, here's a PSA...

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Sunday, December 7, 2014

Sample Sunday

I'm wrapping up Don't Stop Till You Get Enough so it can go to my editor. Here's another unedited excerpt for you. The first two excerpts were from Greg Stafford's point of view. This one is in Rhani Drake's.


Rhani Drake rearranged the chairs in her office in preparation for her new client. She always made sure there was plenty of personal space for both her and her client. He was her first celebrity client. The appointment had been made a few days ago by Thad Jones, a lawyer she’d met years ago at a networking event. He explained the particulars of his client’s arrest, the mandated therapy, and also made it a point to stress the confidentiality was of the utmost important, as though a licensed therapist wouldn’t already know that.
She walked around the office giving it a critical scan. The room where she counseled her client was small, but not claustrophobic. Rhani liked to think of it as cozy. When she’d opened the office two years ago, she had paid close attention to the décor and the feeling it might give those who came in. The addition of unlit scented candles, plush pillows and soft lighting helped to give the room a secure, intimate atmosphere. After she filled the carafe with cold water and placed it on the table in front of the sofa, she checked the tissue box on the end table then glanced at her watch again. His appointment was set for three-thirty.
Why did she feel so nervous? Greg Stafford wasn’t a Hollywood movie star or anything. Quite possibly her jitters had to do with the fact that she watched The Scoop every night while she ate dinner. The show’s host was unusually handsome and had a smile that could melt the hardest woman’s heart. But what did that have to do with her? He was coming to her for help with a serious problem, and she couldn’t allow his celebrity or physical appearance to cause her to treat him any different than she would any other client. Most of her clients were struggling with a sexual addiction of some sort.
At three-twenty-five, Rhani turned on the small shelf sound system to its normal barely audible volume. Soft instrumental music always helped clients to get comfortable. Since Ms. Aguilar had mentioned that Mr. Stafford’s therapy had been ordered by his employer, he might very well be there under duress.
The gentle chime on the front door sounded, and Rhani waited until her receptionist escorted him into her office. Before her stood one of the best looking men she had ever seen, and in a city the size of New York, that was saying something.
“Mr. Stafford? Rhani Drake. Nice to meet you.” They shook hands, and she mentally chastised herself for the prickling that ran across her skin when their flesh touched. She had seen him numerous times on TV, yet meeting him in person was a jolt to her senses. The first thing she noticed was his height. He towered over her five-feet-six inches. His scent registered with her senses next. The cologne he wore had a luxurious and spicy fragrance, a mix of grass, cloves, jasmine and some other delicious scents. Dressed casually yet stylishly, his appearance came across as easy-going and self-confident.
Rhani glanced up just in time to catch his questioning expression.
“Is there something wrong?”
He removed his hat but kept the shades on. “No. It’s just that…I expected you to be older.”
For some reason, hearing him say that pleased her. “Is my age a problem? I assure you I am well-qualified.” Rhani pointed to her framed diplomas on the office wall then waved a hand toward the sofa.  “Please have a seat.”
He sat with his long legs open, his elbows on his knees and studied the room for a long moment. “Nice office.” The emotionless tone of his voice didn’t convey his appreciation.
“Thank you.” Once she settled into the chair at the end of the sofa, she crossed her legs and rested her notebook on one knee. “Tell me why you’re here.”
He flashed her that dazzling smile she’d seen on the TV screen so many times, and she wanted to slap herself when her stomach flipped. “You already know the answer to that. I’m sure Thad told you when he made the appointment.”
Annoyed by her sensual reaction to his presence, Rhani purposely didn’t return his smile. “He did, but I’d like to hear your take on the situation. And do you mind taking off the sunglasses? I like to be able to look my clients in the eye.”
He poked out his lips and moved them from side to side then pulled of the shades and put them in his shirt pocket. “I got arrested for…having sex in public, which constitutes breaking the morals clause in my contract. In order to keep my job, I have to attend counseling for a minimum of three months.”
“Is that the only reason you’re here?
“Excuse me?” He met her gaze for the first time since he arrived, and she had to look away. On television it was evident he had light eyes, but looking into them in person was a different story. They were hazel—an intriguing combination of several other colors including green and brown with less melanin than brown eyes, but more than blue.  Why was she even thinking about this at the moment? Rhani blinked, straightened and returned to her questioning. “Did you come to counseling to keep your job or to deal with the reason the therapy was ordered to begin with?”
A muscle ticked in his square jaw that was covered by a smooth, neatly trimmed beard. “I need my job.” His voice deepened in timbre and intensity.
“I think you’ve answered my question. You’re saying you don’t want to be here.”
He gave an insolent shrug.
“Okay. I’d like to take a few minutes to tell you how I handle counseling appointments, what you can expect from me and what I expect from you.” She always liked to address the important points right out of the gate. After a brief rundown on confidentiality, cancelled appointments, and financial responsibilities, Rhani asked if he had any questions. Greg shook his head but didn't speak.


COMING JANUARY 2015!

You can read previous excerpts here -

http://sisterscribbler.blogspot.com/2014/07/dont-stop-till-you-get-enough-sneak-peek.html
and
http://sisterscribbler.blogspot.com/2014/10/writer-wednesday.html

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

NEW RELEASE SPOTLIGHT!


I’m happy to announce the release of James Fant’s third romance, SIMON’S SPLINTER. Check out the blurb and excerpt. James is also giving away a free Kindle copy of the novel. Enter to win below.


Blurb:

He said he would never marry her.

The splinter said otherwise.

Aisha Elian is NOT in love with the man of her dreams. Her boyfriend Graham isn’t spiritual and he never ever wants to get married. Aisha says she’s okay with that but she’s lying to herself and Graham.

Enter the Splinter.

The Elians believe that they are descendants of Simon of Cyrene. Also, they possess a splinter they insist was pulled from Simon’s hand after he carried the cross for Jesus. If the splinter resides in their home, it will give them what they desire. Aisha wants to marry Graham. But will she use the splinter’s power to do it…even when she thinks it is killing him?

Excerpt:

“I don’t see why you’re making a big deal about this,” Graham protested as Aisha paced back and forth across the white and black tiles of their kitchen floor.

“You don’t see this as a problem?” she replied. Her nerves were clearly fried.

“It’s going to be okay.”

“No, it’s not. You don’t get it.” Aisha walked over to the kitchen counter. She turned to face him, gazed at him with utmost seriousness. “My family, my entire family, will be here Sunday,” she said nervously.

“Again. I don’t see the big deal about your family coming here.”

“Oh, you don’t? Let me paint the picture for you. My father is the head deacon of his church in London. My brother, Jared, is a youth minister at that same church. My sister, Izza, is an evangelist. And my sibling’s spouses—don’t even get me started. Hercules, Izza’s husband, is an Elder in the church. Jared’s wife Kensington might as well be the matron saint.”

“Okay, Aisha. You’ve made your point.”

“No, I have not. My mother doesn’t believe in recreational sex! And my grandmother…”

“Hold up. What exactly do you mean by recreationalsex?”

“I mean that my mother is so pure and holy that she will not have sex with my father unless they’re trying to make a baby. And my grandmother, my Jaddah…”

“You mean to tell me that your mother and father aren’t knocking boots—at all?”

“Owen! Listen to me. This, their coming here, is bad news!”

Aisha rarely called Graham by his first name. So he knew that something was wrong.

“I think that it’s cool that I’m finally going to meet my in-laws.”

Wouldn’t we have to be married for them to be your in-laws? she thought.

“You’re making a big deal of this.”

“No, Graham. I’m not. First of all, my sisters are going to look down their noses at me the entire time like I’m some sort of leper. My brothers, they’ll probably give you the cold fish. And my parents, they’re probably going to preach to us the entire time.”

“What’s a cold fish?”

“It’s when a man loosely shakes another man’s hand and refuses to make eye contact. It’s a sign of disrespect. But never mind that. My grandmother, my Jaddah, she is going to be the worst out of all of them because she’s going to…”

“This cold fish. I still don’t get the analogy. Why not just call it a disrespectful handshake?”

“Unbelievable!” Aisha said in frustration as she hung her head and shook it from side to side.

“I’m playing with you, Aisha. Baby, I know what a cold fish is.”

“Graham, this is going to be bad. We are going to be persecuted on a level you cannot fathom. Tormented!”

“You make it sound like your family is going to burn us at the stake.”



Enter the Contest:


Monday, November 17, 2014

What I love to read

Last Friday I finished a book by one of my favorite authors, Beverly Jenkins (http://www.beverlyjenkins.net). It's the third installment in her Destiny series that features the Yates family, and it was wonderful. If you enjoy historical romance, Destiny's Captive is a must read!


Whenever I finish one book, I go directly to the To Be Read folder I've set up on my Kindle and chose my next read. In the past ten years, I've met hundreds of authors through in person and online contact, and even though I'd love to, it's impossible to read all of them.

One of my author buddies I was anxious to read was Delaney Diamond  (http://www.delaneydiamond.com). We met at a Georgia Romance Writers meeting and have had lunch together. I picked her book Unforgettable, as my next choice. 

This book has a sexy hero and an independent, smart heroine facing a personal dilemma that relates to family. I'm only 35% into the story so far, but as I read, I realized that beyond my love of romance I really adore stories about families. Unforgettable is the first book in Delaney's Johnson Family series, and I already know that she has me locked in to buy the other books.


The family dynamic always fascinates me, and as an author, it provides additional opportunity for drama besides that between the hero and heroine. People are the product of their environment, and a character's family life can make a story so much more interesting.

I'm having a ball writing Don't Stop Till You Get Enough, Book Three in my Stafford brothers series (https://www.facebook.com/StaffordBrothersNovels). I love this family. In this book, readers will meet Greg, the brother with an embarrassing problem.  

As I get ready for the holidays and prepare to have our extended crew for Thanksgiving, I thought I'd share these quotes with you...

Happy or unhappy, families are all mysterious. We have only to imagine how differently we would be described - and will be, after our deaths - by each of the family members who believe they know us.


A family is a place where principles are hammered and honed on the anvil of everyday living.


Wednesday, November 12, 2014

New Release Preview - James Fant

It always makes me happy when one of my online author buddies has a new release. I love to see my friends being productive and sharing their thoughts and ideas with the world. 


James Fant is an award winning author who lives in Charleston, SC with his lovely wife and two hilarious children. When he’s not reading everything from business management to mysteries or “entertaining” his family with piano solos and spoken word, James writes inspirational romance and suspense that warms the heart and hopefully makes readers laugh—in public.


Today I'm giving you a little peek at James Fant's upcoming novel, and I asked him three question about the subject matter - Marriage, Cohabitation, and SIMON’S SPLINTER.

Three Questions for Author James Fant 


Question: What is the premise for your upcoming novel SIMON’S SPLINTER and why did you write it?

Answer: The novel is about Owen Graham, a man who never wants to get married. His girlfriend, Aisha Elian, says she’s cool with that but she’s lying to herself and Graham. Enter Simon’s Splinter. Aisha’s family believes that they are descendants of Simon of Cyrene. Also, they possess a splinter that—they insist—was pulled from Simon’s hand after he carried the cross for Jesus. If the splinter resides in their home, it will give them what they desire. Aisha wants to marry Graham. But will she use the splinter’s power to do it…even when she thinks it is killing him?

I wrote the novel as a result of a crazy what if question—essentially, what if Simon of Cyrene had descendants that actually had a splinter from the same cross on which Jesus was crucified. What crazy things can happen in a story like that? Also, I wanted to look at cohabitation and the reasons that a couple would choose to live together long-term without getting married. After much study, I saw that the reasons varied from the convenience of sharing expenses to “test driving the car” so to speak. Some cases, as is the case of the novel, either one or both of the parties just don’t see the need in making it legal in the eyes of the law.

Question: How did you become interested in the topic of cohabitation and marriage?

Answer: My mother lived with her second husband for several years before they got married. It was like one month he had his own apartment, the next month, he was moving into ours. To each his own, but as I grew up, that’s just not something I desired for myself. I wondered why my mother and step-father lived together for so long before they tied the knot. If one were to say to strengthen their marriage because they were able to get to know one another, they’d be wrong because they later divorced. Some people can make it work. For others, cohabitation can end in disaster. My uncle recently passed away and his long-time, live in girlfriend, with whom he had a child, really had no say in the way his last days were handled or even his funeral. Some denounce marriage because they say they aren’t spiritual. The novel touches on this but offers a counter for cohabitants who love each other. Love, in itself, is very spiritual.

Question: What did you hope to accomplish by publishing your novel SIMON’S SPLINTER?

Answer:  As an inspirational author, and a writer who strives to inspire people to have the best relationships possible, I hope that I can inspire someone to be completely honest with themselves and their significant other about what they want out of a relationship without fear of rejection. I hope that I spread the message that change can sometimes be a marvelous thing. Lastly, I hope to impress upon readers that when it comes to being in love, strange things can happen when someone gets under your skin.

His third novel, SIMON’S SPLINTER, will be available on Kindle, Nook, and Paperback on 11/28/14. Please visit the Website http://jamesfantbooks.com for more details.

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Another New Cover!

Ain't Too Proud to Beg has a brand new cover! 




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Tuesday, November 4, 2014

New Release Party for Kiss My Lips

Today I am happy to share my buddy Stella's brand new release. She is a fantastic author who knows how to write about the swirl! 


Title: Kiss My Lips
Series: Holiday Series, #2
Genre: Romance/Contemporary/Multicultural/Interracial
ISBN: 978-1502776549 (Paperback)
Publication Date: Wednesday 29th October 2014
Cover Artist: Love Bites And Silk

Kiss My Lips (Holiday Series Book 2) is a sequel to
Stolen Valentine Kiss (Holiday Series Book 1).
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Blurb
Will one kiss seal their love?

Accepting Logan’s marriage proposal was the most exciting event of Lorna’s life. But deciding in what country to marry her fiancé proved to be more than a tearful ordeal. When Lorna’s dad announced unexpected news, the wedding wheels spun in a different direction.

With other family members stirring conflict, would there be a wedding? Or would their shared kiss deepen their desire?

Kiss My Lips – Excerpt 

          The doorbell sounded.

Lorna lifted her teary face out of her aunt's arms. "Who else are you expecting this morning? You’ve got more surprises in store for me, Auntie?"
Instead of answering the question, her aunt glanced at her brother.

"Please get the door, Kanu. I'll quickly get changed. Make my guest welcome, will you?"

Lorna looked from the woman rushing off to her father, who was striding towards the front door. She plucked out a handful of tissue from her bag, wiped off streaks of wet mascara and sat on the black leather bar stool by the kitchen island. She poured herself a glass of mango juice and was sipping the drink when her father came back with Logan in tow.

The glass slipped out of her right fingers but she rescued it with her left hand. Her stomach muscles contracted. Her feet rushed ahead and she threw herself into Logan's outstretched arms.

He scented of warm balsam. She inhaled as her head rested on the hard plane of his chest wall. Pure joy leaked out of her heart, flooding her entire body. The arms holding her were all taut muscle and strength. She wrapped her arms round his black silk shirt and burst into tears.

"Maybe I should leave you two," her father excused, walking in the direction of the second guest bedroom through the hallway.

Logan guided his fiancée to the pale green, moriko leaf upholstered sofa. He sat down and pulled her to sit across his thighs.

Lorna sobbed.

Logan let her cry. From time to time, he wiped her face.

Through her tears, she saw a tiny trickle of moisture drop down one lane on his cheek. "Are you crying, Logan?" she asked, not quite sure he understood her pain. She wiped one finger over the wetness and then, she saw another small tear, drop out of his right eye.

With her face only inches from his, Lorna kissed his half-parted lips. The kiss was raw and hungry as her tongue dived into his mouth, demanding and taking. Her nipples stiffened in her body-hugging top and she pressed her breasts into his torso.
Logan's arms crashed around her shoulders and the chiseled wall of his chest teased her nipples taut. Wild fire raged as his tongue dipped into her mouth, taking control and sending flickers of burning heat through her thighs.

"Your dad and aunt are here, sweetheart. Do you want me to show them how much you mean to me?" Logan's sensible words brought her back to her aunt's living room. She leaned her head on his forehead.

"When I saw the tear drop from your eye, fireworks exploded in my chest. You cried with me, Logan," she said in awe.

"Did I?" Logan shrugged, running one finger across her lips. "Love is a strange emotion, Lorna. Your pain is my pain and your joy is mine."


 Author Bio

Stella’s a fun loving mother of two, married to her very own gorgeous alpha male who satisfies her romantic appetite.

Writing romance novels is now her full time passion. In 2010, Stella created Flirty & Feisty Romance Novels laced with the right cocktail of blazing passion, intrigue & toe-curling romance set in fascinating Africa, enticing Europe and America. There are seven contemporary romance novels in the basket; Loitering Shadows, Stormy Defense, Beyond the Lady, The Gardener’s Ice Maiden, Sparkling Dawn, Husband to Rent, Stolen Valentine Kiss (Holiday Series #1).

My first historical romance is on my writing desk at the moment. In my leisure, I go swimming, reads romance novels, go to the Cinema and watch TV.

Flirty & Feisty Romance wishes you an amazing holiday season.

Our promise...is to deliver an intensely emotional experience you'll never forget.


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