Thursday, August 29, 2013

Author Spotlight - Carmen DeSousa

Today I am pleased to announce a new release and giveaway by my friend, Carmen DeSousa. Carmen is a romantic-suspense writer whose novels overflow with romance, mystery, suspense, and of course, tragedy. After all, what would a great story be without a tragic event setting the stage? Her sensual and gripping mysteries have earned bestseller status on three continents because of their ability to make readers love, laugh, cry, gasp, and hope.

Read on to find out more about this intriguing novel and how you can win a great prize...

In every myth there is a modicum of truth…
The reason we believe in Fairy Tales—and Monsters.

As the sun’s rays peeked above the horizon, lighting the abyss below her, she inhaled a deep breath, closed her eyes, and jumped. She didn’t scream; she didn’t look down. As much as she hated her life, she hoped it wouldn’t end this way. She’d really like to see him one more time.

Her life didn’t flash before her eyes as she’d always heard. Just an image of her mother covered in blood and her Dark Angel telling her he was sorry.

Creatus by best-selling author Carmen DeSousa is a new romantic-suspense novel with a supernatural edge that answers the myths and fairy tales you’ve heard about preternatural sentient beings.

Prepare yourself to believe.

Download Creatus:

In order to spread the news, we are also giving away a $50 gift card! In order to qualify, just share this post’s URL in the Raffle Copter. Any social website you choose. The more places you share, the more entries you earn.

Contest ends midnight, Monday September 2, 2013. The drawing, which includes all participating websites, will be held Tuesday, September 3, 2013. The winner will be posted the same day.

Monday, August 26, 2013

Author Spotlight - Carl Stevens

A am working on getting A Woman's Worth formatted and ready for upload to the various retailers.

Today I want to introduce you to an author I met in one of my online groups. Carl Stevens' bio reveals the life experiences that prepared him to be an author.


Jack London lamented that he had spent his life as a working class intellectual rubbing shoulders with the underprivileged on tramp steamers, in gold mining camps, on wharfs and in warehouses while reading extensively and writing books of serious social and philosophical merit only to be renowned for writing about dogs.  It irked him yet inspired me decades later. Eighteen-wheelers, psych wards, factory floors and the halls of academia and corporate America  may not be perfect matches to London’s, but they have all been part of my own working class adventures.  I have lived in numerous careers the fiction that each was intrinsically important while in fact each was merely research for the role of Carl Stevens, Writer.  Professor-in-training (in three fields so far, philosophy, history and psychology), nurse in a psychiatric facility, long-haul truck driver, security guard, waiter, bartender, clerical worker, manual laborer, engineer  -  they were all facades I presented while my true life’s work went on behind the scenes, reading and writing and incorporating life experience with the scholarly to create the self-identity that is now creating novels.

Three novels speak for the success of this creative self-identity.  If a hundred years from now people neglect the layers of substance and only praise my exciting tales of adventure and if I am still alive, then I will be proud to have failed like Jack. 

Here's a little bit about his book:

Michael Chabon, Lev Grossman and others argue that genre and literary fiction are not exclusive categories.  Chabon won a Pulitzer writing about comic books.  Grossman won acclaim writing an adult story about wizardry school. THE CANTERBURY TALES IN NEVERLAND is a post-apocalyptic mystery wherein the detective’s need for hard facts clashes with a culture’s need to reinvent itself on the ever shifting sands of storytelling.  There are two main stories.  In one, Jackson Thomas, a former mayor of a small town known as The Ville, is trying to avoid being stoned to death on false charges of conspiracy to incite riot and murder.  He is hampered by being under arrest and dependent on a friend to wear out shoe leather poking into what really happened.  Meanwhile Jackson’s son and several of the son’s friends have all talked themselves into believing that the wisest solution to Jackson’s dilemma is to trek across a hostile landscape in search of angels and a miracle.  Both stories work on multiple levels.  They are each an adventure on their own, a detective thriller in town, a road trip through chaos in the wilds.  They are also each a metaphor for the epistemological quandaries of storytelling.  Jackson is trying to find his way through a dark woods of conflicting witness accounts. His son and fellow travelers are finding their way through a physical wilderness while sharing with each other the stories which make up their culture . . .and enough puns to choke The Bard.


The Canterbury Tales in Neverland
A Post-apocalyptic Mystery of Literary Survival

Chapter, the first, having no other title

It is a simple story and if it will not do,  you and I will invent another hundred or two.  In the beginning, long after the end, when the world will be without form, the word will shape the world as it always has in ways not known; man will not know what he knows not, nor woman, neither.  A tale will be born of idylls past and present, lost and found in time. Knowledge will be a thing of the past and knowledge of the past a wispy dream shaken off in a dusky dawn like the obscure opening lines of a book not yet written when you have skipped to the end, but once upon a time.

    After The Time of Tribulations when some choose to till the land and some to steal the fruit and others tell their stories, Casavero Thomas guards against those who would breach the peace of The Ville.  His feet walk the parapets between rooftops black in moonlight while his mind sprints through grassy fields bright in the sun and brighter still because Julie Garcia runs before him, smiling over her shoulder with golden tresses just out of reach.  Today is Midsummerfest and the people of Brodman’s Bluff will come to enjoy the lull between planting and harvesting. The people of The Ville will play host in return for the favor of last year.  There will be games and food and, with any luck, Casavero and Julie will be one of many couples to slip off for a stolen moment or two.
     Beyond the pasture canopies sway in a gust, a harbinger of a pre-dawn storm perhaps, wind and trees an alarum, or just the day awakening with a yawn and stretch of leafy branches before rolling over for a bit more sleep.  It is a holiday.  Trees and wind and young men all can sleep in if they choose once their watches end, but Casavero knows that neither he nor any of the other guards will sleep tonight.  There is an excitement in the air beyond any chance of a storm or bandit raid.  There is the certainty of the festival and the chances it will bring.
     “Casavero, ho?”
     “Ho, Temo, que sera de mi?  It’s me again and point that thing away again, will you?  I’m tired of looking at the tip of your thirty-eight every time we meet.”
      “You could have been a bandit.  That’s what we’re here to look for, you know.”
      “Yes, but out there, Temo, not up here.  If some bandit had climbed the wall and took my place you’d have heard me object, strongly, trust me.”
      “Well, . . .”
      “And don’t you shoot our relief, either.  They’re due any minute and we can get off the wall and greet the dawn at the fairground as long as you don’t involve us in a battle with our own people.”
      “A bandit could slip in and approach from behind.  We’re supposed to challenge everybody even if we’re sure it’s a friend, our own father, or the mayor himself.  Sorry, Casso, I . . .”
      “Forget it.  I’d say you’re right and we should challenge the mayor, but that hasn’t worked very well for my father, has it?”
      “No, but you know what I mean.  Any shadow could be a threat so challenge and shoot if you don’t get an answer.”
      “Fine.  Just don’t shoot any Bluffers today.  They’re supposed to be our guests.”
      “Them we’ll beat on the field.  Xian will at least.  He can run and wrestle any Bluffer into the ground.  Oh, sheep’s tail, I’m sorry, Casso.”
      “Forget it.  He beat me fair enough.  At least I got up the pole first.  And your arrow hit the circle dead center  like it was placed there by hand.  If I had not seen it myself I would have sworn you stabbed it then only told the tale of shooting it.  You’re bound to win for The Ville today.”
     “No azar.  That was just with the boys competing.  There’ll be girls watching the festival matches.  I’ll be lucky not to shoot my own foot.”
“Julie watching will make me climb faster.”
“Even your girl watching is enough to fluster me.  Other girls, that I might, that may, that could . .  . . I can’t talk straight just thinking about it.  I’ll probably string my bow to my ear and shoot my cap into the sky.  Will your sister be there?”
“Susanna?  Sure.  You know everyone will.”
“You know I meant Tiffany, you grinning weasel.”
“I’m sure she’ll be there, too.  And if you don’t shoot yourself in the foot maybe you’ll get around to talking to her.”
“Not much chance of that.  I’d almost rather shoot a toe off.  You don’t think she might take pity on me if I did, do you?  Maybe nurse me back to health?”
“I don’t know.  If she won’t notice Temo with toes I’m not sure how she’d feel about Temo the Toeless.”
“You could at least call me Timothy when your talking to her.  I’m not scared of everything like I am girls, you know.  Do you ever talk to her about me?”
     “Can’t really say I do, Temo, amigo, but if you ever do come up in conversation I’ll do my best to get the name right.  What was it again?”
      “Pig Snout.  I hope you slide off that pole now.”


The Canterbury Tales in Neverland is available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle.
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Friday, August 23, 2013


Due to circumstances beyond my control, I am postponing the launch of A WOMAN'S WORTH. Everything that could possibly go wrong has gone wrong.  

I have finally calmed down enough to talk about what happened today. Everything was on schedule until last night. So many different things happened today, it was unbelievable. First thing this morning, Comcast, my ISP, wasn't working, so I didn't get the message from my editor that the file I sent her for the final read-through was the wrong one. Then I got a virus on my laptop AND my PC. The same document/program must have infected both of them. I couldn't convert the manuscript using Mobipocket, so I downloaded Calibre. That's where I think the virus came from. When I ran my anti-virus software, it took three hours and said there were 538 infected files! I didn't get that straightened out until two hours ago.

I thought I was going to lose it completely this afternoon. I actually cried. I need a break, so I'm taking next week off to read and go see a couple of movies, then I'll get back on the ball.

Monday, August 19, 2013

Coming August 26th!

Marc is helping Gianne heal her body. Why won’t she let him heal her soul? 


I am doing a blog tour and giving away copies of the book! Here are my August stops:

Aug. 26 -
SORMAG (Shades of Romance Magazine blog)  –

Aug. 27 -
Bettye Griffin – 
Kat Flannery –

Aug. 28
Cheryl Tardif – 
Cynthia Myers-Hanson -

Aug. 30
June Faver – 

Aug. 31

Zee Monodee  –

Monday, August 5, 2013

Power Authors Event!

From August 5th, 2013, until sometime in September 2013, eight authors will be banding together to spread the word about some really awesome books. Join in the fun, celebrate with us, share our books and WIN SOME FABULOUS PRIZES!

Dorothy Shaw and I are the first two authors to be featured and our books are on sale for 99 cents this week!

Please visit the page and help us hit the bestseller lists!

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Hear ye! Hear ye!

Get to know the Power Authors and their books, which will be on sale during their specific week. To help us accomplish our goals, please buy our books only during our promotion week. Stop by our page to find out how to win some great prizes. Thank you for your support!

Chicki Brown - YOU MAKE ME FEEL BRAND NEW - (August 5-11)

Dorothy F. Shaw - SPARE HEARTS - (August 5-11)

Cheryl Kaye Tardif
- CHILDREN OF THE FOG - (August 12-18)

Jeff Rivera
- CHAINS - (August 12-18)

Alisha Yvonne
- THE CLEANUP WOMAN (August 19-25)

Kat Flannery
- LAKOTA HONOR - (August 19-25)

Nakia Laushaul
- RUNNING FROM SOLACE - (August 26-September 1)

Pat Tucker
– title unknown – (September 2-9)

Friday, August 2, 2013

Fun Friday

During my travels around the Internet  this week, I ran across a few things that gave me a good chuckle. I saw this one on TV and had to find it on YouTube. 

Joey and the Thesaurus (from Friends)

I love Robin Thicke. He's talented, handsome and super-sexy...

but when I saw this picture of him from years back, I almost choked...





For the past couple of weeks I've had technical issues with Triberr, MailChimp and Facebook. Since I recently switched to Windows 7 and Google Chrome, I've been on a constant learning curve and this video really spoke to me.