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Wednesday, September 2, 2015

It’s time for the September posting of the Insecure Writer’s Support Group! Time to release our fears to the world – or offer encouragement to those who are feeling neurotic. To join the group, click here. We post the first Wednesday of every month and use the opportunity to find a new blogs to visit and encourage other writers.

We're celebrating a landmark in that it's now four years since the group began and two years since the website went live. So we're celebrating with an offer that's too good t pass up. Drum roll please …

The IWSG Short Story Contest 2015

After the success of last year’s IWSG Guide to Publishing and Beyond, we decided to create another book. This time it’s a short story competition with the top ten stories getting published in an anthology. (Authors will also receive royalties on sales.)

The stories will be judged by a distinguished panel, so hop over to the IWSG site and get all the details. Remember to spread the word!

Today, I'll share something I left on my Facebook page a couple of days ago. I hope the words encourage you, if you have a need.

My best advice to writers starting their journey has always been to learn the craft of writing. After that, write the best book you can, every single time. No one will ever write a story that everybody gets. I've won awards with stories that readers have since rated as drivel, but whatever we write needs to be enough so that the readers who get it will want to read something else we've written.

There is no magic formula for a best-seller, or any such thing as overnight success. The words we continually string together for the love of the craft, even for a miniscule audience, is preparing us for greater things in the future if we pursue what we love with passion and perseverance. ‪#‎UnswervingPerseverance ‪#‎KeyToSuccess

Hope you're feeling the strength to persevere and that you're planing to enter the contest or tackle some other challenge.

Dante's Gift - Aubrey Wynne

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Enjoy this excerpt from the Christmas Pets & Kisses boxed set, due for release on October 6, 2015
Looking out the window from her Lake Point Tower condo, she watched the sailboats bob in Lake Michigan and played out the evening in her mind. Dominic would be dressed in a tailored suit that hugged his wide shoulders. His long fingers would betray his nervousness as they combed through his thick, dark wavy hair. She would shiver delicately when those smoky eyes caressed her face. He would reach for her hand—
Good grief, get a hold of yourself. This is real life not some sappy chick flick.
A loud buzzing announced company had arrived. She waded through the sea of outfits and pushed the intercom.
“Jazzy? Is that you?”
“No, it’s Cinderella. Hurry up and let me in. The creepy doorman is staring again.”
Katie pushed the button with a laugh. Her best friend had a love-hate relationship with Thomas. He would smile at her, she would call him a lecherous old man, and he would respond with a wink. If he didn’t smile at her, Jasmine rushed to check her make-up. He must not have flashed a grin because she made it up to the forty-fourth floor in record time and pounded on the door.
“Come in, it’s open.” She watched the slim blonde rush to the hall mirror for a quick self-inspection.“You look fine. He does it on purpose, you know.”
“I don’t want to talk about it. He’s lucky he’s not bad-looking for an older guy or I’d have slapped him by now.” Jasmine plopped onto the couch. “What are you wearing tonight? I came to give my approval. I have a better sense of romance than you.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Her friend snorted. “You’re a CPA. Accountants are efficient not romantic.”
“I’m a tax consultant but I could use another opinion. My room looks like a tornado hit it. I’ll pour you a glass of Merlot and put on a fashion show.”
An hour later, both women stood in front of the full-length mirror with huge grins. Katie turned from side to side, watching the vibrant jade dress sway under the black silk jacket. A hint of cleavage peeked out from the scooped neckline. “You are brilliant. I would have never put this together.”
“That’s why I design clothes and you add numbers. See how the darker colors showcase that deep auburn hair?” Jazzy said as she arranged the mass of waves into a loose chignon, leaving long curls toframe her oval face. “I wish you would show more leg, but this is subtly sexy. Now where are the greentopaz earrings and pendant your parents bought you last Christmas? They’re the exact color of your eyes.”
An hour later, after a professional make-up session, she gave her friend a hug. “Good luck tonight. I hope it’s everything you have dreamed of since we were girls.”
Katie laughed. “No, you hope it’s everything you have dreamed of since we were young. ”
“Same thing. I admit I always thought I’d find my soul mate first, though.”
She rolled her eyes. “You know I don’t believe in that. Love, yes. True love, love at first sight, fate? No. Compatibility, similar backgrounds and interests, friendship—those are the things that determine lasting love.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. But you can’t tell me your stomach never flips when he looks at you a certain way, or your legs get wobbly during a particularly passionate kiss.” Jazzy waggled her finger and ignored the second roll of eyes. “Now remember to get at least a little teary-eyed when he pops the question. Pinch yourself if you have to but let him know how much this means to you. We both know you’re lousy at saying what you feel.”
“You make me sound like a cold fish,” she said with frown. “I don’t ooze emotion but I can show affection. Besides, I didn’t have much practice in my family.”
“When was the last time you gave me a hug?”
“Just now.” Katie bit her lip, knowing what was next.
“No, I hugged you. There’s a difference. I’ll get off my soapbox if you promise to try to make tonight as special for Dom as he is making it for you. Throw sensibility to the wind and kiss him in public.” Sheheaded for door. “And for god’s sake, don’t forget to tell him you love him. He should not have to take it for granted when he puts a ring on your finger.”
“Time out! I promise to wear my heart on my sleeve and follow all the rules of Miss Jasmine’s School of Romance, if you promise to leave now,” she agreed and pushed her friend toward the door. “Go pretend you hate Thomas and leave me in peace. I’ll call you first thing in the morning.”
“Call me from the bathroom afterwards. I want to know all the details.”
Katie shut the door. From the other side came a muffled, “And text me a picture of the ring.”
She chuckled as she heard the ding of the elevator and pictured her friend adjusting her hair and taking a quick peek in the mirror before the door opened. The handsome doorman would give her a sly smile. Jazzy would glide past as if she hadn’t noticed, but Thomas would know better from the exaggerated sway of her hips.
Checking her makeup for the umpteenth time, she thought about what her friend had said. Overt affection had never been part of her upbringing. It’s not that they didn’t care for one another. Her parents just didn’t talk about it or physically show it. A nanny had raised her until she turned thirteen. Katie had thrown a tantrum at the mention of a boarding school. She finally won the public education battle and met her best friend the first day of math class.
It wasn’t until her teens that she began to build a genuine relationship with her mom. Her father often absent, she began to accompany her mother to some of the local charity events and volunteer activities. Her mother’s popularity surprised her. She watched Eleanor use her gracious manner and good looks to charm the most tightfisted businessmen to open their checkbooks. Her fund-raising abilities were legendary; she gathered the most prominent guests and always met or exceeded the goal.
Her parents exposed her to the arts and entertainment provided in Chicago, adding a sophistication beyond her years. She could spot a rare painting out of a collection of copies, identify any classical piece of music, and knew an excellent wine from a mediocre vintage by the time she turned twenty-one. She also knew right from wrong, grey from black and white, and that everyone must give back in some way. Her business education began on her sixteenth birthday with extensive travel that led to internships with foreign finance companies. She would soon be ready to take her place as CEO at James’ Financial Services.
But was she ready to share her heart and her bed with a man? Dominic Lawrence checked off all the must-haves on her list. He had a thriving organic food business that provided fresh produce to the best restaurants in the city and suburbs. Successful, check. Her family approved of his background; he had a similar upbringing and the same values. Shared ethics, check. They loved the cultural activities Chicago offered: plays, opera, museums, and festivals. Both physically active, they enjoyedbiking and running along the lake, hiking and skiing in the winter. Compatibility, check.
His Italian descent gave him the tall, dark good looks she’d always preferred. Handsome, check. He was devoted to a grandmother in Italy and wanted children but did not insist on having them right away. Family man, check. There would be no issues with in-laws and holidays since his parents had died in a car crash ten years earlier, and he was an only child. Not that it was a plus, but she had heard horror stories from her friends about their monster-in-laws fighting over which side had more time with the grandchildren.
On the other hand, they were complete opposites in so many ways, which she considered a plus and minus. He appreciated comedy and musicals and tolerated her docudramas and incessant reading. Adds variety, check. She liked to have a plan for everything but enjoyed his spontaneity. Flexible, check. He believed in being frugal throughout the week but letting loose on vacation.She balanced a checkbook to the penny and weighed the importance of every expenditure. Minor flaw #1. She considered punctuality a virtue, while he considered time an approximation. Minor flaw #2.
In general, they complemented one another. He softened her black and white outlook; she gave some edge to his grey areas. Katie found herself enjoying his unexpected surprises. His love of people drewher into unexpected and delightful conversations with perfect strangers. Dominic ticked each box. He wasn’t perfect but his flaws defined him as much as his strengths.
No, she didn’t throw her arms around him in a passionate hug each time he walked through the door. No, she didn’t gush, “I love you” every time he made her heart skip a beat. But he did make her heart skip a beat, and her body responded each time he wrapped his arms around her in a passionate hug. His huge heart and Italian affection had been overwhelming at first but thought she had come a long way in the past year. Dominic called her “a work in progress.”  
Vivaldi’s Four Seasons played on her cell phone. “Dom” appeared in bright letters and she quickly swiped the screen. “Hey there. Not cancelling on me, are you?”
“Not a chance. Finished up the week’s orders and cleared some days on next month’s calendar.” He paused then continued in a low, caressing tone, “I miss you, Kathleen James. It’s been a week since I’ve held you in my arms. No more extended business trips if you want me to remain a gentleman.”
Her pulse raced as his deep voice flowed through her like a rich cup of coffee. “Don’t threaten me, Mr. Lawrence. You’re the one working twelve-hour days. Besides,” she added, getting into the spiritof the game, “maybe I like an old-fashioned rogue once a in awhile.”
The moan on the other end made her chuckle. “Are you still picking me up at seven?”
“What time is it now?”
“Grrr. It’s six-fifty.” She tapped her foot on the hard wood floor. “You’re late again, aren’t you?”
“Is that your toe making a staccato beat? I-am-ir-ri-ta-ted. Why-can’t-he-be-on-time.” She could hear the grin in his tone. Sense of humor, check.
“You took the words right out of my—” A knock at the door. “Hang on a minute, okay?”
Not expecting anyone, she looked through the peephole. A charcoal-grey eye stared back at her. She quickly opened the door.
“Boo!” He held out a bouquet of white and pink flowers.
The aroma of white roses and star lily gazers filled the room. Thoughtful, check. Then he pulled her close, nibbling at her lips as her arms went around his neck. When the kiss deepened, the flowers fell to the floor. Katie leaned into him, allowing his strong hands to hold her up.
Strong and sexy. Check.
About the Author
Award-winning author Aubrey Wynne resides in the Midwest with her husband, dogs, horses, mule and barn cats. She is an elementary teacher by trade, champion of children and animals byconscience, and author by night. Obsessions include history, travel, trail riding and all things Christmas. Her debut story, Merry Christmas, Henry, received Best Short Romance in the Preditors & Editors Reader’s Choice of 2013 and her humorous shorts include Pete’s Mighty Purty Privies, also Best Short in P &E 2014 and Top 100 Laugh Out Loud List on Goodreads. Aubrey’s first love is historical romance and the medieval fantasy Rolf’s Quest, will be released in 2016.
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Christmas Pets & Kisses

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

If you enjoy holiday romance, the Christmas Pet & Kisses box set is up for pre-order. At $0.99, this set is a steal, so make sure you place your order before the set goes live on October 6. You won't regret nabbing this set of 16 All-New, Never Published before Sweet Christmas Romances. Have a look below, I'm sure you'll find something you like and guess what? Yours truly has a book included!

Golden Christmas - Helen Scott Taylor
Two wounded hearts are brought together at Christmas by a golden retriever puppy.

Two Loves for Christmas - Mona Risk
Her German shepherd is her only friend until Josh teams with Rino to love and protect her.

Dog-Gone Christmas - Melinda Curtis
A handsome neighbor and his friendly St. Bernard mooch food and kisses from a merry widow.

His Christmas Promise - Alicia Street
A stray dog brings an ex-Army helicopter pilot and a single mom together. 

We Wish You A Ferret Christmas - Nikki Lynn Barrett
Can a lost and found ferret bring two fractured families together?

Christmas Lovebirds - Rachelle Ayala
Can two little lovebirds and Christmas cheer open Melisa's heart to giving Rob another chance?

Christmas on Cougar Mountain - Nancy Radke
 A Cinderella story on Cougar Mountain, with an escape artist playing fairy godmother, and a child getting a fresh start. 

The Vet & The Christmas Pet - J.L. Campbell
A near accident brings Toni and her daughter a homeless dog and a man she’d prefer to keep in her past.

Tails, Time, and St. Nick - Mary Leo
Kris Timemaker uses a magic clock to bring his daughter's missing Westie and estranged wife back to him. 

Graced - Jade Kerrion
Noelle, armed with several goldfish and a kitten, brings Christmas cheer to a widower and his children.

Unexpected Gift - Chantel Rhondeau
Far from home, a lonely young woman strikes up a friendship with a lost cat and his secretive owner.

Minty's Kiss - P.C. Zick
One kitten, a broken-hearted girl, and long lost loves are brought together for a special mountain Christmas.

The Christmas Wish - Michele Shriver
Will a fall from a horse bring Hayley's parents back together in time for Christmas?

Dante's Gift - Aubrey Wynne
Seventy years ago, a collie mix brought two hearts together in war torn Italy. Will their story help their grandson find his own Christmas love? 

Mavy's Christmas Miracle - Sharon Coady
Anne takes a rescue kitten to the vet, only to discover he's the man who broke her heart. 

The Impossible Rescue - Annamaria Bazzi
A handsome stranger gifts a cute Pomeranian puppy to a woman in need of rescue.

IWSG Encouragement

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Today is post day for the Insecure Writer’s Support Group! Once again, we'll put our fears out there, as well as encourage those who need it. If you haven't signed up, click this link to do so. The awesome Captain Alex and the group wait to welcome you. Drop in on some bloggers you haven't visited in a while. I definitely intend to do the same.

Alex's co-hosts this time around are Nancy Gideon, Bob R Milne, Doreen McGettigan, Chrys Fey, Bish Denham, and Pat Garcia! 

I'm not sure today's topic is an insecurity. Maybe it is best described as a realization. Writing demands as much attention as anything in my life and when I step away from the business side of it, things start to slip. Like the diminishing sales that resulted when I stopped promoting my latest book consistently.

It's inevitable that life and certain events will draw me away from what I like doing best, but it's up to me to try and strike a workable balance. So, with that in mind, I leave you with this thought and hope your insecurities don't get you down.

Joy Avery's One Delicate Night

Monday, August 3, 2015

I am pleased to welcome Joy Avery to my blog. She's spreading the word on her novella, One Delicate Night. Don't you just love the cover? Feel free to enter the giveaway.

Book Title: One Delicate Night
Publication Date: 7-11-2015
Genre: Contemporary romance
Author: Joy Avery

About The Book
Can one night lead to forever?

Kassidy Monroe has spent far too many nights alone. But could she actually go through with a one-night stand? No! At least, that’s her answer until her eyes settle on him—tall, dark, and ultra-mysterious behind a black and platinum mask that makes him even more appealing. It’s lust at first sight, but how far is she willing to go with a man she’s just met?
Jaxon Prescott has always gone after what he wants. And he wants her—the sexy vixen in the feather mask. Something about her calls to him, and he’s all too willing to answer. An invitation to his hotel suite was supposed to be for a night she wouldn’t soon forget, but somehow the tables turn. He never imagines he’d be the one constantly reliving their time together.

One need. One night. One unforeseen outcome.

About the Author

Joy Avery is a contemporary romance author who loves watching her imaginary friends fall in love. When not crafting her next love story, she enjoys reading, spending time with the family, playing with her two dogs, and cake decorating.

She’s the author of the novels Smoke in the Citi, His Until Sunrise (book 1 in the Indigo Falls series), Cupid’s Error-a Valentine’s novella, and His Ultimate Desire (book 2 in the Indigo Falls series).

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The Past & The Present: Dissolution

Sunday, August 2, 2015

The room he stayed in was ill lit and cramped, but clean. It contained a cot, a dresser, and a straight-backed chair, which was all he needed. He did his homework on the bed, or the table in the cluttered living-cum-dining room.

In exchange for his meals—and as she termed it, 'the little bit he paid for rent', Miss Millicent taught him to take care of her sexual needs.

By then, Reece was fifteen and found her demands too much for his growing body. No matter how early he went to bed, he could barely stay awake in school.

His mother's death freed him from having to perform nearly every night. He was desperate to get out from under Miss Millicent's roof, and so when another woman stabbed and killed his mother in a fight at a dance, he seized the opportunity that came to him.

Reece persuaded his mother's landlord to rent him the two-room shack. He didn't disclose where the payments would come from, but ended the man's objections by paying two months' rent up front.

Miss Millicent stopped talking to him when he told her he was moving out.

Since Miss Millicent turned him on to sex, Reece gathered experience not only from the wealth of things she taught him, but widened his reach among the females in the neighborhood. He wasn't handsome, but the combined package of his athletic body, golden-honey eyes, and sculpted lips stirred something carnal in the women around him.
Reece used his physical attributes to get what he wanted, conscious that he was no better than his mother.

Miss Millicent had schooled him in the wisdom of using condoms, and he never went anywhere without them. He worked his body until he was in a position to stop. Then he turned his efforts to using his brain to earn his keep and gather wealth.

Sherryn came into his life when he'd established his business. She helped him with its gradual expansion and stuck with him until now. With so much history between them, living without her was not something he cared to contemplate.

His hand caught the cold surface of the glass, which brought him back to the kitchen. He ate another handful of chips, finished the juice, and plodded upstairs, prepared for a sleepless night.
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Exploring Dissolution

Sunday, July 12, 2015

Reece's fingers drummed on the tabletop while he searched her gaze.

Sherryn was startled to find that Reece didn't have a clue where to begin trying to repair the damage he had done. She understood that was what this intimate dinner was about, but wasn't going to help him. He'd made this bed of thorns, so it was up to him to find his way out of it.

To her surprise, he didn't rush to say anything else, but watched her eat the ice cream with his lips parted, and a familiar expression in place. Her neck and face grew hot when she realized how much watching her had affected him. Subconsciously, she'd been teasing him with her slow suction of the spoon, and the lazy flicking of her tongue as she cleaned her lips of the last traces of ice cream.

He shifted, and one of his hands left the table. She watched it return, and guessed what he'd been doing in those seconds it hadn't been visible.

His faint smile was an acknowledgement of her unease at his discomfort.

"You've said there's really nothing I can say to make this any easier or better for you, but I wanted to give you this."

He leaned sideways, pulled something out of his pocket, and handed it to her.

She opened the tiny gold box and removed the ring inside from its velvet cushion. A cluster of diamonds surrounded baguettes of varying lengths that winked at her. The design was exquisite, like nothing she'd seen before.

When she looked at him, Reece spoke in a husky voice. "I had it designed specially for you. Sherryn, I broke my vows to you, but with this ring … " He took it from her and slid it on the ring finger of her right hand. "I recommit myself to loving you, and will spend the rest of my life adoring only you."

"Reece, I don't ... "

"Don't say anything. Please. All I ask is that you let me do all I can to make you love me again."

She opened her mouth to say she had never stopped loving him, but changed her mind. He didn't need to know that right now.

Judith's words echoed in her head. " ... if that man is as much of a sex-machine as you say ... you might just be sending him into some other woman's bed again."

"Pay the bill and let's go."

Her mind wandered on the drive home. Was Reece confused by the signals she was sending? She hadn't said she was willing to work things out, but he had to know she had reached a turning point and was going to make love with him that night. He'd always been good at reading her.

Just One Night a la Té Russ

Friday, July 10, 2015

Today, I'm happy to welcome Té Russ to my blog. She's a prolific writer, who's not only releasing a new book, but has a birthday today! Join me in extending congratulations and wishing her a fabulous birthday!

About the book:

Just one night. That's all it was supposed to be for Anthony McAllister and Denise Monroe. But then one night turned into one weekend. And one weekend turned into one test that would change both of their lives forever.

Now all Denise wants is for things to go back to the way they used to be, but Anthony soon discovers that he wants more and he'll do whatever it takes to convince her that just one night can lead to just one beautiful lifetime...together...


“This is not what I expected when you offered to come to the bathroom.”

Denise looked over her shoulder and smiled at Anthony as he sat in a chair with his head tilted back. She gave the straight razor she was sharpening one last swipe against the leather strop then turned to him. She took the warm towel off of his face and filled her hands with shaving cream.

“You were starting to look like a mountain man Tony. And since it's my job to keep you looking your best, this needed to be fixed immediately.”

“You don’t like the rough look?” he teased, wiggling his eyebrows. “I was thinking of letting it grow out.”

“How about we at least clean it up?” Denise offered as a compromise.

“I trust you,” Anthony said, leaning back and closing his eyes.

Denise took a step forward in between his legs that were slightly parted and slowly lathered the shaving cream on his face. Then she picked up the razor and went to work. She took her time shaving his face, careful not to leave any nicks. As she continued working on his face, she also studied it. The man was so gorgeous, it nearly took her breath away.

She didn’t realize that she'd stopped what she was doing until Anthony opened his eyes and looked up at her.

“You ok, Dee?”

“What? Yeah, I’m fine.”

“You sure?”

“Of course, let me finish up with your face.”

A few minutes later, she was washing the rest of the shaving cream away.

“Well, what do you think?”

Anthony stood and looked at himself in the mirror. He ran his hand over his jaw, down his cheek and across his chin. His head nodded slightly then he turned to Denise.

“What do you think?” he asked.

She reached up and ran her hand across the soft hairs on his face. It was certainly a new look for him. Usually he was always clean shaven. But there was something nice about this new look.

“I like it,” she finally said.


“Yeah. It looks good with your hair.” She took one of his locs between her fingers. Her pulse quickened when he wrapped his hand around her wrist.

“I’m glad you came by today,” he said, looking down at her.

“So am I,” she said smiling.


About the Author:

Growing up an introvert, Té Russ found solace in literary arts at an early age. She found reading to be a vehicle to broader horizons and writing a form of self-expression. She began writing love stories in her adolescent years as a way to expel her youthful thoughts of love into words. Since then she has gone from writing stories and thoughts of love in journals to attending college for journalism and falling in love, which has allowed those youthful words of love to blossom into a series of stories in her romance novels.

Though she has an immense appreciation for the sheer smell that books collectively exert, she also has found balance to her introverted nature with adrenaline inducing activities. So if she does not have her nose pressed deeply into a book or her pen ticking through a pad, you may also find this mother of three jumping out of airplanes, cheering her husband on at the top of her lungs at MMA fights, buzzing down the interstate on the back of motorcycles, or kayaking.

A Showcase of R.E.A.L. Authorpreneurs

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

I have a special guest today; one I'm sure all writers who view what they do as a business will appreciate. 

Sharon Jenkins Presents a Showcase of R.E.A.L. Authorpreneurs to Motivate, Inspire and Empower Her Literary Peers

Fifteen authorpreneurs that have successfully mastered the art of Authorpreneurship are featured in Sharon C. Jenkins’ latest release, Will the R.E.A.L. Authorpreneur Please Stand Up?. This compilation launches in July 2015, featuring such successful authorpreneurs as Rochelle Carter, Nina Amir, Joel Friedlander, Tyora Moody, Brian Smith, Matilda Butler and W. Terry Whalin.

The term “authorpreneur” is a fairly new term in the literary industry. It combines the words “author” and “entrepreneur” to define the 21st Century author. Jenkins is the first to go a step beyond to help us define R.E.A.L. authorpreneurs as being Relevant, Entrepreneurial, Action-oriented, and Literary focused.

She states, “Authorpreneurs are a rare breed. They authentically combine two skill sets: writing and entrepreneurship, to create space in the literary marketplace for their creativity.” 

Order your copy now, get into your favorite reading chair and cuddle up with a book that promises to be empowering, educating and entertaining.

More About the Author

Sharon Jenkins, also known as The Master Communicator, is a bestselling author, ghostwriter and inspirational speaker. Throughout her career, Sharon has helped hundreds of authors get their message to the masses. Jenkins is the author of Authorpreneurship: The Business Start-Up Manual for Authors, a culmination of everything she has learned from her literary journey, Will the R.E.A.L. Authorpreneur Please Stand Up? and Christian Authorpreneurship: Mastering the Business of Writing (September 2015).