Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Sixty Days Blog Tour Stop

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I really loved the book cover. The holding of the hands seemed intimate. Very nice!

By Author Zoe Glez

Synopsis:

“What, no last kiss for me?” I ask, my pout on full display. Mickey looks at me as if he suddenly remembers that this will probably be our last kiss until January and heads toward me Pulling me in his arms, he kisses me with such passion and need that it makes me weak in the knees“I could spend a whole eternity kissing you, my heaven,” he says breathlessly. “I love you, Laylah. You are my world, remember that.”“I love you too, Mickey,” I whisper to him Stretching up onto my tiptoes I hug the love of my life, wishing that we could stay like this forever.”

Sixty days; the length of a traditiona Puerto Rican Christmas, starting the day before thanksgiving and ending as soon as January 6th. That’s how long Laylah’s entire family will be visiting.

Laylah has been in love with her brother’s best friend, Mickey, since she was ten. Even at such a young age, she knew her love was true. At thirteen her family moved away, leaving her love and his beautiful dimpled smile behind. At eighteen, Laylah went off to California to attend college. At nineteen, Laylah returned home to her grandmother’s, broken and lost as to where her place in the world was.

Six years is how long it had been since Laylah and Mickey had seen each other; six years is how long it took for them to finally be together. Two years later, Mickey and Laylah are going strong. They have built a life together, a life they want to live forever One problem, only a few select people know that they are a couple, let alone living together. Now, the entire family is coming to stay for sixty days to celebrate the holidays after years apart.

Will this family be able to endure the next sixty days filled with secrets lies, and deceit that threatens to break them apart? Will Mickey and Laylah’s love be able to withstand the next sixty days? Join Laylah as she embarks on this journey of family, love and finding her true self.

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About The Author:

“I was abducted by aliens, I’m sure of it Otherwise there is no other way to explain all those voices that have suddenly come to my mind, begging me to tell their stories.”

Zoe Glez is an islander, as in she was born and raised in Puerto Rico. She currently attends the University of Puerto Rico, majoring in psychology Student by day and writer by night. She started writing when she was in high school; writing for her has always been a therapy and she loves it, as much as she loves her family and her two furry daughters. She’s obsessed with books, vampires, superheroes and music. During her free time she enjoys reading a good book or grabbing her DSLR camera and capture the great beauty mother nature provides us.

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Sixty Days Book Excerpt:

“Mickey?” I call as soon as I get home through the back door“In the living room, babe,” he calls back“Hey! I was thinking we should call John this week and set up a meeting with him or maybe just talk to him when we go back there. That is, if we are still sure about this. It’s a big step, kind of overwhelming, don’t ya think?” he says still looking at the TV.

“Yeah…that’s fine. Sure,” absentmindedly tell him My behavior catches his attention and he quickly turns toward me to see what’s up.

“What’s wrong?

Is it Mama? Is she okay, did she—

”“No, no. Mama is great. She’s more than great, actually. She’s wonderful She’s a rock,” I interrupt him mid sentence.

“Okay…so what is it that has my lovely lady in such a mood?” he asks signaling for me to sit on his lap I let out a deep breath.

This is home, he is my home, my safe haven and I’m afraid these days to come will destroy it“The whole family is coming for the holidays,” I whisper He kisses my cheek. “We can handle one day with them here.

We could tell them, if you’re ready to do so. If not, we can still wait until you fee comfortable with the idea of telling them.”“That’s the thing, Mickey. It won’t be just one day.

It will be for sixty days,” I say, feeling exasperated“What do you mean?” He’s confused now“Mama managed to pull off the whole Puerto Rican style Christmas thing she has always wanted to do. Starting from Thanksgiving ‘til mid-January they will all be staying here,”“So, we tell them. I know—”

“We can’t just tell them, Miguel,” I yel and stand up. Letting fear control my feelings“Then what, Laylah?

They will find out eventually, we have to tell them. We can’t just keep pretending there is nothing between us. It will kill us,” he yells back.

“I thought you said nothing could kill us,” I say in a small voice, reeling in my frayed emotions.

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Random Facts

1. It took a year to finish Sixty Days; almost gave up on writing it,for half of that year it just stood there in my laptop without me even touching it, until summer 2013 when finally I finished it.

2. I do most things with odd numbers.

3. I love being barefoot; putting on shoes can sometimes be an annoyance.

4. I am a vegetarian

5. One time a garden snake went inside our house and I kept it as a pet behind my mom’s back, until she found it and had my uncle kill it R.I.P. Lilo.

6. My biggest phobias are lizards and frogs.

7. I’m a huge Batman fan and have a small collection of Batman items.

8. I was told I shouldn’t publish Sixty Days because it was too long the person that told me so had only read 35 pages.

9. I like to take naps in order to clear my head and get a story straightor when my characters give me a head ache.

10. Laylah and Kevin had a younger sister when I began to write the story, as the story progressed she got cut out. Most of the scenes were divided between Arianna and Kevin others were completely deleted.

11. I rather write on paper first and then on computer (technology and don’t get along pretty well)

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After everything that had happened in the last few days, I was without a doubt looking forward to tonight. wanted to get Laylah out of that house for her good and mine. Luckily, Mom and Mama had arranged for us to have a night to ourselves and I wanted nothing more than to surprise my heaven The grin on my face as I was driving her couldn’t help it. Needless to say, I was nervous. Tonight our whole lives were about to change with the answer to one question.

“Ok, Dimps, what gives? You’re kind of freaking me out.”

“That has never been my intention, my heaven.” I quickly glance towards her, with a smile still on and reaching for her hand before looking back to the road. I wanted nothing more than to touch her. Her touch always makes the last two years of our relationship real I never saw myself indulging in this kind of happiness, but Laylah, she gave that to me. Sometimes is hard to believe she’s actually here. That she’s mine.

“Then, what is it?” she asks.

“Curiosity killed the cat, love,” I tease her.

“Speak up, or your sleeping in a different bed tonight,” she threatens. If you only knew, my heaven, if you only knew.

Managing to hold a chuckle, I say, “Not possible,”  while still looking at the road. She starts glaring at me. After a few seconds I decide I’ve had enough torturing her and finally spill the beans and tell her what’s going on. Well most of it. “Okay, okay. Your uncle doesn’t get in until tomorrow night. We are going to a hotel near the airport for some much needed alone time,” I admit.

And boy do we need it! I miss being inside of her. I miss every single inch of her body close to mine. My grin widens even more, I didn’t think it were possible. But today is the day of our longest dry spell in the history of our relationship comes to an end. I’ve been aching for her warm.

Today is the day that our lifetime together officially begins.

“Seriously? Luke’s not coming til tomorrow? Awww man! I really wanted to see him!” She whines.

“Are you for real? I tell you we have an entire night and day to ourselves and you whine because your uncle isn’t coming home tonight?” I ask, it comes out exasperated but I’m not. How can I be with such a lovely ange next to me?

“Oh! Don’t get me wrong, I’m most definitely excited to some one on one under the sheets time,” She says, my grin starting to infect her.

“There she is, there is the girl I felt in love with. What happened to her the other day while we were talking about this in the kitchen?” I ask.

“Shut up! You do not, DO NOT, ever talk about us having sex in front of my grandmother, my mother, and your mother. Never. Ever. Ever. Get it in your head, Vega!” I can’t help but to laugh at her outburst.

“You are so cute when you get al flustered and embarrassed,” I remark as move our joined hands to my mouth and kiss hers. I’m a lucky bastard.

“Whatever,” she gripes

“I love you, my heaven.” And I mean it with all my heart“

Right back at ya, Dimps. With all my being, never forget.” I’ll never will, my heaven. You saved me in more ways than you know.

Saturday, February 1, 2014

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Beginning Anew Book Blast

Synopsis:
Naomi and Chaz know that miracles really do happen for at a friend’s wedding they reaffirmed their love and are Beginning Anew Yet there are consequences that the couple must face. Will Chaz love and protect his wife? Will Naomi learn to trust Chaz? Find out in the first novel of Paula Rose Michelson’s four-book saga e Naom Chronicles .

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Excerpt:
The morning dawned bright and cloudless. The sun pounded down on the casa. Day two, Chaz told himself as he dressed and headed to the kitchen. He planned to down several cups of Naomi’s espresso in quick succession to give him the momentum needed to face the challenges of another day in this unknown world of hushed accusations, slurred innuendos, and painful rejections.

Before he entered the kitchen, Chaz heard Naomi humming the tune to Que Sera, Sera. She began singing those words since that was how the song began, and that irritated him. Though he tried not to show it, when he entered and heard Naomi chirp, “Good morning!” it was evident. Noticing his dejected look, she explained, “It is wash day, so before you go, be sure to give me your things.”

“All right,” Chaz answered dourly as he sat down at the kitchen table without looking at her.

Remembering her mamá say, “Never let them know that you are worried about them, for men need to be in control of their own world and ours,” Naomi coaxed, “Come on, Chaz, the sun is out and it is a lovely day.” She smiled brightly in spite of her fatigue“The birds are singing, and we are together! How can you be glum, today of all days?” She handed him a large cup of espresso. “I made it strong, rich and dark just the way you like it.

“Yes.” Forcing a smile, Chaz took the cup from her. Taking a pull, he said, “I do like my espresso this way.” Aware that coffee was not the answer and sorely in need of one, he put the cup down. Turning toward the vestibule, he wondered whom he could speak with about this situation.

Overriding her madre’s counsel, Naom and asked, “What kept you up al night and why are you so upset?”

"Me.

“You are upset about yourself? Chaz you are a fine man. As the founder and president of a philanthropic organization, you help downtrodden people all over the world. How can you be having a problem with yourself?”

“I am not having a problem with what do, but with who I am.”

“But…you are my husband. Is that the problem you are referring to?

”“No. I am not concerned with that.

“Is it me?

Have I done something to upset you?”

“Why do you think this is about you?” he hollered as he stood and walked to the front door. Shocked, she watched as Chaz opened the door, and left without saying goodbye. What has happened to him? she wondered as she picked up the wash, intending to take it to the laundry room in the casita While heading to the lower patio, she realized Chaz had left before giving her his things. Placing her basket on the patio table, she turned toward the house, intending to get his things and return. Seeing that she was where they sat yesterday morning, she remembered that sweet special mea and Uncle Luis’s strange remarks. Chaz will probably be gone most of the day if he is like mi papá was when he got upset. I think I will visit Uncle Luis and see if I can find out more about Vida. Picking up the basket, she carried it into the house and set it on the kitchen table.

She hurried to her room, changed into one of her new dresses, and prepared to surprise the old man Having never done anything like this before, Naomi was a little nervous and took a great deal of time. Once she had fixed her hair, she went into the kitchen and packed up some treats for Uncle Luis. She rationalized her desire to speak with him again by telling herself, he knows a great dea about Vida. Without Chaz’s interruptions I may find out the answers to many of my questions.

Meanwhile, Chaz, worried, alone, and upset, walked with vigorous strides hoping to burn the pain out of his heart by stressing his body.

“Look who I see,” he heard a young voice call out from behind him.

Turning his head, he saw Ray coming up alongside, while his great-great-grandmother, Teresa insisted, “Ray, wait until Chaz invites you to join him!”

“It is all right.” Chaz forced a tone of affection he did not fee while trying to smile. “I was hoping to see you on Friday afternoon.”

Ray smiled at her and let go of her hand. “Bubbee, I’m always happy when you are here! Let’s have a race! I bet I can run faster than you can, m Gran Bisabuela!”

“I came early this week. Ray’s birthday is today and a Bubbee, Gran Bisabuela, cannot miss these specia events in a child’s life!”

“I am certain you can.”

“You are?”

“I am.”

“Well, if you believe I can win then will.”

“How do you know that without trying?”

Chaz asked in a sarcastic manner.

“I know because mi Gran Bisabuela never fibs.” The boy dashed to the coffee shop, stepped inside then popped back out.

“I won!

Just like my Bubbee said I would!”

“I told you many times to stay inside,” Peter scolded Ray took a step back, and smiled at the barista“That’s a good boy,” Teresa said as she crossed the threshold and motioned for her great-great-grandson and Chaz to follow her to her speciaL table.

“Gran Bisabuela, did you see how fast was?”

She nodded as Ray sat down. “You keep running and some day you will be a famous runner.”

“Will I really?”

“Of course you will.”

Peter brought a tall glass of milk and winked at the boy.

“Is it your birthday today?”

“Gran Bisabuela, did you tell him?”“

Ray, I guessed.”

“Oh!” Teresa nodded.

“We are having a fine day together.”

The boy smiled as he picked up the milk downing it in one gulp. They watched him dive into the chocolate ice cream Peter had placed on the table.

Turning to Chaz, Teresa said, “Now about your problem, how can I help?”

“I am not certain—”

“I had a good marriage, so I have a few things to share with newlyweds.”

“Things are good between us. The problem is mine, and I must find a way to solve it myself.”

“Men!” Teresa spat out the word as one would an insult

“Do I offend you?”

“Do you offend me?

Better you should wonder if you offend Naomi or God for that matter than worry about offending an old woman who has offered to help!”

“I asked because I find the things I am wrestling with difficult.”

“I see. What worries you?”

“Changes cause me to wonder how can make peace with who I was and am.”

“You are not the first who has to dea with these issues, and I fear you will not be the last.”

“You mean you had discussions about these things before?”

“Do you think you are the only one who has needed to learn as an adult what most children already know?”

"Well I,.

“Do not worry.” Teresa noticed the time stood, and called for Ray to join her. “Come over tomorrow, and we will talk.”

Grabbing her great-great-grandson’s hand, Teresa walked out of the coffee shop as Ray asked,

“Do you think there will be a lot of presents for me?”

“Of course there will be!

But always remember, you have already been given the best gift of all.”

“I have?

What was it?”

“It is God’s special gift…A gift no one else but God could give you.”

“What was it?”

“You already know the answer.”

“I do?”

“Of course you do.”

“Well Bubbee, if you say I know, then will try to remember.” Seeing his Bubbee nod, and smile at him, Ray said, “What do I know about the gift of God?”

Looking at her once more, he remembered a song he learned inShabbatschool and sang, “There were three jolly fishermen, there were three."

“But mi pequeño…my little one, why did you stop?

The boy could hardly contain himself from shouting, so instead he whispered, “Messiah Yeshua is the one who used fishermen to bring His message of salvation to the world!”

His grandmother nodded. “And if you let Him, He will allow you to do the very same thing.”

“The gift of God is Messiah Yeshua!”

“That is right!” Teresa patted Rays head Seeing a shadow cross their path she looked up and saw Chaz walking to the cigar store. You will find no solace in there, my friend. Turning her attention back to her great-granddaughter's son, she silently asked God, why is it that some of our children have to grow up without knowing their heritage? She remembered Rabbi Sh’aul, or as those in the church call him, the Apostle Paul wrote in Philippians, Rejoice in the Lord always. will say it again: Rejoice! So she decided to do that, for acting ‘as if had often brought amazing blessings her way.

About the Author

Q/A

Sweet or savoury?

Sweet! Growing up next-door to my grandparents,’ I was blessed to eat bread or sweets anytime I liked because grandpa owned a Jewish bakery and my dad frosted all the cakes. In that day no one sold anything that was a day old so there were a lot of delectable treats. At one year old, I weighed 32 pounds and have had to watch my weight ever since…but I still love sweets.

Coffee or tea?

Tea! I have a tea pot collection that my friends have added to over the years. Once while Ron was in Idaho staying at a pastor’s house over night before he preached on Sunday, he admired the wife’s teapot collection and she took one of her prized teapots that she gotten when she was in Russia and gifted it to me.

Chocolate or cookies?

Chocolate or cookies…hum mm, that’s like asking Winnie the Pooh to pick between Piglet and Eeyore! I guess it would depend on what the chocolate or cookie choices are…I know, how about white chocolate tea (I’m fantasizing here) with cinnamon chocolate cookies

Favourite dish?

My mother-in-law, God bless her, was a chief. She taught my hubby how to cook! So my favorite dish, as my hips can attest to, is anything he makes However, if we’re going out, I’ve got a list of fave’s we don’t eat at home like anything Greek or hor dourves.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR Paula Rose Michelson is not only an autho but also a mother of two married daughters and the grandmother of seven. She authored the Casa de Naomi Series. And today, February 1, 2014 The Naom Chronicles, Book One, Beginning Anew wil release on Amazon In 1988, she founded LAMB Ministries which teaches women recovering from trauma and abuse While awaiting the copyright for the firs LAMB recovery book titled, “Why Did We Become Angry?” She wrote a series of politically incorrect articles that will be published under the title,

“The Purple Pitch Seduction of America.” These will release in 2014.

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Naomi: Book One (digita format)

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Beginning Anew Book Blast

Synopsis:
Naomi and Chaz know that miracles really do happen for at a friend’s wedding they reaffirmed their love and are Beginning Anew Yet there are consequences that the couple must face. Will Chaz love and protect his wife? Will Naomi learn to trust Chaz? Find out in the first novel of Paula Rose Michelson’s four-book saga e Naom Chronicles .

Available at

AMAZON | SMASHWORDS |  GOODREADS


Excerpt:
The morning dawned bright and cloudless. The sun pounded down on the casa. Day two, Chaz told himself as he dressed and headed to the kitchen. He planned to down several cups of Naomi’s espresso in quick succession to give him the momentum needed to face the challenges of another day in this unknown world of hushed accusations, slurred innuendos, and painful rejections.

Before he entered the kitchen, Chaz heard Naomi humming the tune to Que Sera, Sera. She began singing those words since that was how the song began, and that irritated him. Though he tried not to show it, when he entered and heard Naomi chirp, “Good morning!” it was evident. Noticing his dejected look, she explained, “It is wash day, so before you go, be sure to give me your things.”

“All right,” Chaz answered dourly as he sat down at the kitchen table without looking at her.

Remembering her mamá say, “Never let them know that you are worried about them, for men need to be in control of their own world and ours,” Naomi coaxed, “Come on, Chaz, the sun is out and it is a lovely day.” She smiled brightly in spite of her fatigue“The birds are singing, and we are together! How can you be glum, today of all days?” She handed him a large cup of espresso. “I made it strong, rich and dark just the way you like it.

“Yes.” Forcing a smile, Chaz took the cup from her. Taking a pull, he said, “I do like my espresso this way.” Aware that coffee was not the answer and sorely in need of one, he put the cup down. Turning toward the vestibule, he wondered whom he could speak with about this situation.

Overriding her madre’s counsel, Naom and asked, “What kept you up al night and why are you so upset?”

"Me.

“You are upset about yourself? Chaz you are a fine man. As the founder and president of a philanthropic organization, you help downtrodden people all over the world. How can you be having a problem with yourself?”

“I am not having a problem with what do, but with who I am.”

“But…you are my husband. Is that the problem you are referring to?

”“No. I am not concerned with that.

“Is it me?

Have I done something to upset you?”

“Why do you think this is about you?” he hollered as he stood and walked to the front door. Shocked, she watched as Chaz opened the door, and left without saying goodbye. What has happened to him? she wondered as she picked up the wash, intending to take it to the laundry room in the casita While heading to the lower patio, she realized Chaz had left before giving her his things. Placing her basket on the patio table, she turned toward the house, intending to get his things and return. Seeing that she was where they sat yesterday morning, she remembered that sweet special mea and Uncle Luis’s strange remarks. Chaz will probably be gone most of the day if he is like mi papá was when he got upset. I think I will visit Uncle Luis and see if I can find out more about Vida. Picking up the basket, she carried it into the house and set it on the kitchen table.

She hurried to her room, changed into one of her new dresses, and prepared to surprise the old man Having never done anything like this before, Naomi was a little nervous and took a great deal of time. Once she had fixed her hair, she went into the kitchen and packed up some treats for Uncle Luis. She rationalized her desire to speak with him again by telling herself, he knows a great dea about Vida. Without Chaz’s interruptions I may find out the answers to many of my questions.

Meanwhile, Chaz, worried, alone, and upset, walked with vigorous strides hoping to burn the pain out of his heart by stressing his body.

“Look who I see,” he heard a young voice call out from behind him.

Turning his head, he saw Ray coming up alongside, while his great-great-grandmother, Teresa insisted, “Ray, wait until Chaz invites you to join him!”

“It is all right.” Chaz forced a tone of affection he did not fee while trying to smile. “I was hoping to see you on Friday afternoon.”

Ray smiled at her and let go of her hand. “Bubbee, I’m always happy when you are here! Let’s have a race! I bet I can run faster than you can, m Gran Bisabuela!”

“I came early this week. Ray’s birthday is today and a Bubbee, Gran Bisabuela, cannot miss these specia events in a child’s life!”

“I am certain you can.”

“You are?”

“I am.”

“Well, if you believe I can win then will.”

“How do you know that without trying?”

Chaz asked in a sarcastic manner.

“I know because mi Gran Bisabuela never fibs.” The boy dashed to the coffee shop, stepped inside then popped back out.

“I won!

Just like my Bubbee said I would!”

“I told you many times to stay inside,” Peter scolded Ray took a step back, and smiled at the barista“That’s a good boy,” Teresa said as she crossed the threshold and motioned for her great-great-grandson and Chaz to follow her to her speciaL table.

“Gran Bisabuela, did you see how fast was?”

She nodded as Ray sat down. “You keep running and some day you will be a famous runner.”

“Will I really?”

“Of course you will.”

Peter brought a tall glass of milk and winked at the boy.

“Is it your birthday today?”

“Gran Bisabuela, did you tell him?”“

Ray, I guessed.”

“Oh!” Teresa nodded.

“We are having a fine day together.”

The boy smiled as he picked up the milk downing it in one gulp. They watched him dive into the chocolate ice cream Peter had placed on the table.

Turning to Chaz, Teresa said, “Now about your problem, how can I help?”

“I am not certain—”

“I had a good marriage, so I have a few things to share with newlyweds.”

“Things are good between us. The problem is mine, and I must find a way to solve it myself.”

“Men!” Teresa spat out the word as one would an insult

“Do I offend you?”

“Do you offend me?

Better you should wonder if you offend Naomi or God for that matter than worry about offending an old woman who has offered to help!”

“I asked because I find the things I am wrestling with difficult.”

“I see. What worries you?”

“Changes cause me to wonder how can make peace with who I was and am.”

“You are not the first who has to dea with these issues, and I fear you will not be the last.”

“You mean you had discussions about these things before?”

“Do you think you are the only one who has needed to learn as an adult what most children already know?”

"Well I,.

“Do not worry.” Teresa noticed the time stood, and called for Ray to join her. “Come over tomorrow, and we will talk.”

Grabbing her great-great-grandson’s hand, Teresa walked out of the coffee shop as Ray asked,

“Do you think there will be a lot of presents for me?”

“Of course there will be!

But always remember, you have already been given the best gift of all.”

“I have?

What was it?”

“It is God’s special gift…A gift no one else but God could give you.”

“What was it?”

“You already know the answer.”

“I do?”

“Of course you do.”

“Well Bubbee, if you say I know, then will try to remember.” Seeing his Bubbee nod, and smile at him, Ray said, “What do I know about the gift of God?”

Looking at her once more, he remembered a song he learned inShabbatschool and sang, “There were three jolly fishermen, there were three."

“But mi pequeño…my little one, why did you stop?

The boy could hardly contain himself from shouting, so instead he whispered, “Messiah Yeshua is the one who used fishermen to bring His message of salvation to the world!”

His grandmother nodded. “And if you let Him, He will allow you to do the very same thing.”

“The gift of God is Messiah Yeshua!”

“That is right!” Teresa patted Rays head Seeing a shadow cross their path she looked up and saw Chaz walking to the cigar store. You will find no solace in there, my friend. Turning her attention back to her great-granddaughter's son, she silently asked God, why is it that some of our children have to grow up without knowing their heritage? She remembered Rabbi Sh’aul, or as those in the church call him, the Apostle Paul wrote in Philippians, Rejoice in the Lord always. will say it again: Rejoice! So she decided to do that, for acting ‘as if had often brought amazing blessings her way.

About the Author

Q/A

Sweet or savoury?

Sweet! Growing up next-door to my grandparents,’ I was blessed to eat bread or sweets anytime I liked because grandpa owned a Jewish bakery and my dad frosted all the cakes. In that day no one sold anything that was a day old so there were a lot of delectable treats. At one year old, I weighed 32 pounds and have had to watch my weight ever since…but I still love sweets.

Coffee or tea?

Tea! I have a tea pot collection that my friends have added to over the years. Once while Ron was in Idaho staying at a pastor’s house over night before he preached on Sunday, he admired the wife’s teapot collection and she took one of her prized teapots that she gotten when she was in Russia and gifted it to me.

Chocolate or cookies?

Chocolate or cookies…hum mm, that’s like asking Winnie the Pooh to pick between Piglet and Eeyore! I guess it would depend on what the chocolate or cookie choices are…I know, how about white chocolate tea (I’m fantasizing here) with cinnamon chocolate cookies

Favourite dish?

My mother-in-law, God bless her, was a chief. She taught my hubby how to cook! So my favorite dish, as my hips can attest to, is anything he makes However, if we’re going out, I’ve got a list of fave’s we don’t eat at home like anything Greek or hor dourves.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR Paula Rose Michelson is not only an autho but also a mother of two married daughters and the grandmother of seven. She authored the Casa de Naomi Series. And today, February 1, 2014 The Naom Chronicles, Book One, Beginning Anew wil release on Amazon In 1988, she founded LAMB Ministries which teaches women recovering from trauma and abuse While awaiting the copyright for the firs LAMB recovery book titled, “Why Did We Become Angry?” She wrote a series of politically incorrect articles that will be published under the title,

“The Purple Pitch Seduction of America.” These will release in 2014.

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Thursday, January 30, 2014

Book Blast ...Fortune Calling

Book Blast For Fortune Calling By Hunter S. Jones

Synopsis:

Dallas Fortune is a small town girl with a gift for playing guitar. A member of her family has played the Grand Ol Opry since it began as a simple radio show in 1925. But, they are the minstrels, the troubadours--session players--not stars.

Dallas lives her life on the road. She’s just anothe guitar player with a dream until she finds an antique blue mandolin in a pawn shop. Her life comes into focus as the enchantment of the mandolin captivates her audiences. The Guitar God of Nashville beckons her Everything is there for Dallas at last, until a stage accident sends her home and shatters her dreams. Blow after blow she fights the hand of fate

Is she destined to lose out in life?

Hope, dreams, and love seem to be just out of reach. Every girl dreams of a happy ending. Dallas Fortune has the best Fairy Godmother in Country Music history Will she help make Dallas’ dreams come true?

Is the future among the stars future among the stars, n the cards or locked in your heart?

Fortune Calling is the first story in The Fortune Series. Set in contemporary Nashville and rural
Tennessee, the series chronicles the live of loves of Dallas Fortune.

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Excerpt:

llie Joe wasn’t all bad. That was part of the problem. All I had to do was hear his voice, feel the velvet softness of his ips…those strong arms wrapping around me…he became mine and no one else’s. We don’t have a else’s. We don’t have a relationship; we have an addiction to each other. have to find the strength to break his spell, somehow…some way. Or stay trapped in his web for the rest of my life.

The rain surrounds me in the form of a mist as realize that I am standing n the driveway again, lost in dreams. Pulling the collar of my jacke around my neck to stop the chill, I walk to the back of the Cadillac again just to check. We might be in the middle of nowhere n this valley but meth has made crime an epidemic. It gnaw at the fringes of our people. No one would steal the Cadillac out of respect for dad, but I’d had to threaten to shot a couple of boys trying to steal the tires and rims a few months ago They were buzzed outta their minds. It’s a wonder they didn't shot me, but they were just looking for something quick to stea and sell. One shot in the air and they ran like mice. They will steal an antique mandolin in a antique mandolin in a heartbeat. They ain’t getting Blue Belle. I probably would shot someone in order to save her life.

Knowing the trunk is securely locked, I walk toward the front door of the the front door of the ittle house. Before entering, I wipe my boots on the mat on the porch and shake my long, blonde hair to remove the moisture Giving up, I finally wrap my hair into a makeshift ponytail and open the door. A wave of warmth and the smell of cinnamon greet me unexpectedLy.

“Good afternoon, welcome. I am Ernesto Lorenze,” a friendly male voice says from the corner of the dark room. I look around to see a tall, dark haired guy pull himself upright from a chair seated behind an antique desk.

Actually, his legs are so long it is as if he is unraveling himself from the desk and chair. That’s a long drink of water crosses my mind before even have time to think. I feel a blush creep across my cheeks as I access his credentials, so to speak. He is young looking but possibly in his mid-30s.

He is wearing some type of black top hat dark shirt, and jeans You have to wonder why he would want to cover those silky dark curls, which almost touch his shoulders. His eyes are a luscious black/brown too, with just enough spark when he smiles, which lets you know that he is fun and charming.

Bet he smiles like that all the time, not just when he wants to just when he wants to take money from you for a card reading, but anytime. Anywhere.

The dimples anytime. Anywhere. The dimples help with that assessment, too. The fortune teller is a gorgeous guy.

How great is that? I feel excited about something for the first time in a long time. Surely THAT alone is an omen, but we shall see what we shall see.

The spell is momentarily broken when he sits down on the desk in front of on the desk in front of me, crosses his arms, and furrows his dark brows. Is something wrong?“An hour reading is 100 dollars. Half an hour only 50 dollars. What would you like today?” He looks at me and winks. Is he flirting with me? How flirting with me? How unexpected. Why have I left the house with no make-up on? Looking him in the eyes makes me wonder…What would I like today?

About The Author:

Hunter S. Jones creates artwork which in her own words is more interesting than anything else you will ever know or learn abou me. She is an author and entertainment blogger who was born in Tennessee and now lives in Atlanta, GA.

She has been writing about the things she loves al her life. From indie rock rags in Nashville to publishing multiple articles on travel, fashion history and art.

Since her debut novella in October 2012 she has published 6 more origina works including her novel *September Ends*, a collaboration with a critically acclaimed, award winning English author and poet in the fall of 2013.

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Monday, January 27, 2014

Twelve Houses Book Tour

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Twelve Houses by Olga Soaje

Synopsis

Can anything good follow the best thing that ever happened to you? Amelia Weiss loved her husband of thirty five years very much, but now he's left her a widow.

Without him, she is unable to work in her sculpture studio without crying. She no longer has a bridge to her estranged daughter. And she can't seem to keep her mind in the present.

But when her daughter reaches out asking for her help and her agent threatens a lawsuit if Amelia doesn't deliver for an upcoming exhibit she's forced to make a choice. Will she reengage with her life and the people in it—allowing room for things to be different than they were before?

Or, will she remain stuck in the past, choosing her memories over real-life relationships?

Thrust fully into the present, Amelia stumbles into a surprising journey of self-discovery.

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On my latest novel Twelve Houses, I tel the story of a widow who discovers that her life story is far from over. Amelia is a brave woman who struggles to find her true place in the world and at the same time to create a life that holds spiritual meaning and purpose.

Though my first book, Borrowing My Mother's Saints, was a comedy set in New York, I think both books describe a similar spiritual journey. The struggles of all of my characters are very important to me, and I love to hear from my readers about my books.

In my everyday life, I am married, and my husband and I are raising two sons. We currently divide our lives between San Diego, California, and Mexico.

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Author Guest Post:

What inspired me to Write My Book?

Twelve Houses was started as an observation you could say, the father of a dear friend of mine came to visit her and upon meeting him I could feel his loneliness and his grief shadow his actions, when I learned he became a widow six years prior and how his life changed dramatically after. It got me thinking on the subject: What do you do when the love of your life goes? How do you handle it? How can one survive when it looks or feels unbearable?

I started asking myself those questions and the answers came as I started to write the first chapter and gave Amelia her own voice to express her feelings upon becoming a widow while facing fear, doubt and anger and having no solace from her always tranqui and uplifting sculpture studio. never felt lost in this I could always imagine the feelings of grief and loneliness while at the same time allowing yourself to move and go on.

She moves into a journey of self discovery of herself in a new light and faces difficult decisions and thought questions. But ultimately one of the questions she has to ask herself "Do want to move on?"  because as she learns it's a very personal and deep decision she has to make, she can wallow in her grief and accept the fact while waiting for her time to come or she can learn to live another way.

I hope as readers close the book they come to their own opinions, but mostly I would love for them to feel the message lives in them and inspires their life in some way.

10 Things you Didn't know About Olga Soaje

1.- I studied Finance and Economics

2.- Our family dog is named "Joy" that is mix between Pekinese and Poodle so we say she is a Poodlenese

3.- English is my second language

4.- At some point in my life I read every Danielle Steel novel I could find

5.- While writing my first nove"Borrowing my mother's saints" only a few people knew, because I was shy about writing.

6.- I link playlist or songs to the book and constantly hear them while writing. Yes, I even loop them some time

7.- I always carry pen and paper in my handbag, inspiration hits sometimes in the most unexpected places

8.- One of the scenes of "Borrowing my mother's saints" was actually written first on a napkin

9.- I cried sometimes while writing"Twelve Houses"

10.- After I finish writing a novel I get very sensitive and kind of blue letting go of the characters I've loved for months.

It was truly a pleasure having the Twelve Houses book tour stop by Books & Chocolates!!!

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Cover Reveal....Holly Hearts Hollywood

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Holly Hearts Hollywood Cover Reveal

Author Kenley Doonan

Release Date: Spring 2014

Summary from Goodreads

Sixteen-year-old Holly Hart wants to be a star. She moves to Los Angeles from the small town of Cedar Junction only to hear she's too fat and ugly to be a famous singer.

But when Shell Shocked Records looks past Holly's plus-sized figure and less-than-graceful-personality to offer her a recording contract, Holly cannot believe her good fortune.

On closer inspection, however, the record execs want Holly to do all the singing, and a thinner and more beautifu girl, Lacey, would lip-sync and get all the credit. Holly goes for it because after all, she wanted to sing.

Contractually bound to secrecy, Holly is more than happy to sit backstage while Lacey shimmies in the limelight and basks in the fame. Before she knows it, Holly is friends with Serena, the pop-star daughter of a music-mogul, flirting with an intern, and developing a strange half-friendship with the seemingly bipolar Lacey.

When Grayson Frost, the biggest country star in America, and coincidentally, a former school bully begins dating Lacey, Holly hopes that he won't recognize or torment her.

Through a series of embarrassing and weird events, Holly gets to know Grayson and learns that he is much nicer and more mature than he was four years ago. Holly is horrified when she starts falling for him. When Grayson admits he fell for Lacey's voice, what is a girl to do when she can't legally tell the truth at the moment when the truth matters the most?

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About the Author

Kenley Doonan

From nine to five I am a home insurance agent. At all other hours of the day I am a young adult author, singer dancer, cat lady, fangirl, wife bookworm, and internet enthusiast. My favorite pastimes include crying over really good books, riding with my husband on our motorcycle, and binge-watching seasons of television shows. When I'm not working or writing I like to perform in local community musical theatre productions.

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Monday, January 20, 2014

Alabama Sons Release Party!!! E.A. Whitehead

Alabama Sons Goes Live!

E.A. Whitehead

The party is going down now....

Excerpt

"SHE MADE SMALL talk look good. She laughed at my stupid jokes, and quirked an eyebrow when I made comments about her being the prettiest girl in the restaurant tonight.

"Boy, you sure lay it on thick." She shook her head and laughed toward the open window Maybe I was, I didn't want her to feel cheap. wanted to tell her I was just nervous, but truthfully I had a feeling she had a thing for Boone.

I wanted to look more like a man and less like a pussy driving a beat up Jeep Wrangler as we followed Boone's lifted 80's restored Chevy C-10 pickup Chevy C-10 pickup. Every time he revved forward the vibrations of his truck reverberated through the Jeep making my manhood grow a size.

"Naw, just want a pretty girl to feel appreciated."
Ok isten to yourself or anything; keep laying it on thick ike an asshat I reached over her lap and dropped down the glove box; fishing around for the pack of gum I knew I had thrown in there.

"Can get this for you get this for you, please?
You're going to kill us." She put her hands over mine and pushed me away. Her hands felt small and warm, but her grip was fierce. It instantly was fierce. It instantly made me imagine her hands elsewhere"Thanks." I couldn't look at her as she handed me the piece of gum, putting one in her mouth also. I was sure if I caught her glance the wrong way in glance the wrong way in my direction I'd end up springing to attention righ here in the car.

"So where do you go to school?" I decided to change the topic to something so far from sexual it would take a miracle to relate it back"I don't right now. I took a year off. I was going to the community college for Human Sexuality, though.

" She looked at me and I could feel my mouth dropping lower as she spoke. "I want to be a Sex Ed teacher eventually.

How in the fuck is this my life?"That's an odd…" I paused with question not wanting to offend her"vocation choice?" She nodded. "Yeah, but, someone has to do it. I jus want to teach them to want to teach them to be safe, they're going to do it anyway, might as wel et them know it's ok f you're being cautious and not just doing it because you're being you're being pressured.

Kids don't relate to movies and putting a condom on a banana anymore. They need to be taught through 20th century know-how. I choked on the excess saliva from the gum chewing"Yeah, well I understand where you're coming from but you think you really wanna teach all those kids The Way of the Warriors?" I hope she got my sperm joke"Someone has to teach them, Jackson. I'm not saying I'll be the Mother Theresa of sexual indemnity. But, I hope to at least help them understand t's ok to love someone and still stay safe.

" I couldn't take my eyes off take my eyes off her, she kept surprising me, and I hadn't expected this from her"JACKSON!" she yelled and my eyes whipped forward as we almost crashed into the back of the gigantic pick-up truck I slammed on the brakes.

Boone had slowed down to find parking on Duncan's to find parking on Duncan's packed suburban street. "FUCK!" I reached across and slammed my righ forearm into her chest protectively.

"Sorry!" I pulled n behind Boone in the line of parked cars. "I'm sorry, you distracted me." Better be hones from the starting gate, Jackson.

I stared at her, stil breathing a little heavier from the adrenaline She looked back at me, calm as a cucumber.

"It's jus sex, Jackson," she climbed down from the Jeep, turning back, looking at me with soft eyes and a hard smirk "don't be distracted by it."

Oh, but I was.

About The Author:

E.A. Whitehead is the author of Alabama Sons, book one of The Sons Trilogy She spends an unhealthy amount of time'pinning' things and getting lost in a fantasy world where everything is DIY and she owns a 12-room house to decorate. She obsesses over hockey (go Bruins!), all things Harry Potter and her cats Little Bear and Baby Girl She also believes that Wanderlust will cure your soul, live your dreams passionately!

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Friday, January 17, 2014

Justice Perverted, with Dee Wilbur


Justice Perverted by Dee Wilbur

Virtual Book Tour Dates: 1/13/14 - 2/10/ 14

Series: The Richmond Saga Genres:

Mystery, Cozy Mystery,

Medical Mystery, Beach Read

Blurb:

Sandy dozed intermittently with her head on Jon's shoulder as they headed west on IH10. She thought about the changes that had just occurred in her life: her father's death, quitting her teaching job in New Orleans, and packing all her belongings into the moving truck she was riding in. Her mind raced to the changes that were to come: her marriage to Jon, moving to the town of Richmond, Texas, and the effect that the community would have on her—and she would have on the community. She could not have foreseen the arrest of Jon's partner for murder, the teenage marijuana ring, or the complete perversion of justice about to take place.

Excerpt:

"And why doesn't he want to handle divorces? It's not like he has to do the investigation?" Daphne asked. I'm still not getting all of it, she thought"I know he does pre-nups. He did one for someone last week, and I'm billing for it today.""

Two things "Two things. Don't send out the bil for the pre-nup for another week or two. Doesn't seem exactly polite to go sticking your hand out right away. And if that old coot actually does marry little miss smiley tight britches . . ."

Daphne laughed at the description Maureen certainly remembered the couple correctly. And she had been as nice as anything when they were in the office".

"If they have the lack of taste to send wedding, we send them a fifty dollar gift certificate to Yastremski's Meat Market in East Bernard and sign the card"The meat market? For all the wedding invitations Jon gets?" Daphne asked with a shocked expression on her face"Lord, no. Just the ones where he does the pre-nup. It's his little joke," Maureen explained with a grin"Back to the pre-nups and divorces which of course go hand in hand If the couple divorces, at least one or maybe both, will continue to reside in Richmond," Maureen continued, "and business." Daphne laughed as the light finally came on.

"Yes, indeed. And no one remembers their divorce lawyer positively.""

I sure don't!  He took my money didn't get me enough money from that lazy bastard ex of mine, and took his own sweet time doing it," Daphne said with feeling as her voice broke The older woman looked at her and asked, "It's been about a year since you started proceedings?"

"It's been a year and one month since I threw his lazy cheating ass out of my house.

How did you know?

These things seem to go in stages and you are at about the one year mark, give or take a couple of months."

Maybe this woman does know something. I'm gonna try to keep an open mind and listen and learn, Daphne told herself silently.

About The Author:

Beatrice Dee Pipes and Charles Wilbur Yates, Jr. write under the pen name Dee Wilbur, a combination of their middle names. This is their second work of fiction. A Texas native, Dee Pipes grew up in a small Texas town. Her degree from Rice University is a B.A. in English. She currently runs a company that helps other companies with marketing, project management, and other tasks. She has been married to her husband Bryan for thirty years Also a native Texan, Charles Yates, Jr., was also reared in a small Texas town. He graduated from Rice University in Houston with a B.A. and Ph.D. in Biology. He received the M.D. degree.

from the University of Texas Southwestern Medical School in Dallas He has been married to his wife Sally for forty-five years. They have four adult sons and six grandchildren. He now tends his garden in Richmond, Texas.

Website http://www.deewilbur.com/

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Dee Pipes and Charles Yates write together under the penname Dee Wilbur a combination of their middle names.

The first thing people always ask is"Are you married?"  

The correct answer is"Yes, but not to each other." Dee and her husband Bryan have been married for thirty-five years, and Sally and Charlie will celebrate their fiftieth wedding anniversary next year One thing that Dee and Charlie have in common is that they both grew up in small Texas towns, Dee in Liberty and Charlie in Rosenberg.

The time of their childhood was a much simpler time a time in small town Texas when the doors weren't locked, and everybody knew everybody and what they were p to.

In many ways children were freer They could wander the streets without fear of being molested. And if they did anything bad, word would have gotten back to their parents before they made it home. Charlie got his driver's license when he was twelve and was driving in Houston by the time he was fourteen.

JIt seems only natural that they would center their stories in small town Texas. Richmond, Texas, the setting for most of the stories, is a smal town, founded in 1821. Many of the original families still live in the area making up the social elite. One of the largest private foundations in Texas is based in Richmond and has provided millions of dollars in grants to the local hospital, the library system, and numerous charities in Fort Bend County. Richmond had the same mayor for over sixty years until he died recently in his early nineties. His campaign slogan had always been, "If you don't like the way I'm doing things vote for somebody else." People rarely did. The Richmond cemetery has the graves of Mirabeau B Lamar, the second president of the Republic of Texas, and Jane Long, the first white.

woman to give birth in Texas who is called the Mother of Texas. Long known for its brothels on Mud Alley, Richmond ladies of the night served the men they passed through town on their way to the battle of San Jacinto which gained Texas freedom from Mexico.

The places in their stories are a
The places in their stories are all real; you can visit them. In fact they offer tours of the sites to book clubs church organizations, etc. There is no charge for the two hour tour.

One is required to have read one of their books prior to the tour. They end the tour with a Dutch-treat lunch at Sandy and Jon's (the main characters in the Richmond series) favorite restaurant in downtown Richmond.

All the titles of their books are based on Bible verses. The books are not religious tomes, but they always seem to be able to find an appropriate Bible verse that sums up the essence of the book.

Their characters, with two or three exceptions, are figments of their imagination. Those who serve as models for a character are aware of the fact and seem to take pleasure in it. Many who are not models seem to take great please in thinking they are.

Welcome to small town Texas

Justice Perverted, with Dee Wilbur

Justice Perverted by Dee Wilbur

Virtual Book Tour Dates: 1/13/14 - 2/10/ 14

Series: The Richmond Saga Genres:

Mystery, Cozy Mystery,

Medical Mystery, Beach Read

Blurb:

Sandy dozed intermittently with her head on Jon's shoulder as they headed west on IH10. She thought about the changes that had just occurred in her life: her father's death, quitting her teaching job in New Orleans, and packing all her belongings into the moving truck she was riding in. Her mind raced to the changes that were to come: her marriage to Jon, moving to the town of Richmond, Texas, and the effect that the community would have on her—and she would have on the community. She could not have foreseen the arrest of Jon's partner for murder, the teenage marijuana ring, or the complete perversion of justice about to take place.

Excerpt:

"And why doesn't he want to handle divorces? It's not like he has to do the investigation?" Daphne asked. I'm still not getting all of it, she thought"I know he does pre-nups. He did one for someone last week, and I'm billing for it today.""

Two things "Two things. Don't send out the bil for the pre-nup for another week or two. Doesn't seem exactly polite to go sticking your hand out right away. And if that old coot actually does marry little miss smiley tight britches . . ."

Daphne laughed at the description Maureen certainly remembered the couple correctly. And she had been as nice as anything when they were in the office".

"If they have the lack of taste to send wedding, we send them a fifty dollar gift certificate to Yastremski's Meat Market in East Bernard and sign the card"The meat market? For all the wedding invitations Jon gets?" Daphne asked with a shocked expression on her face"Lord, no. Just the ones where he does the pre-nup. It's his little joke," Maureen explained with a grin"Back to the pre-nups and divorces which of course go hand in hand If the couple divorces, at least one or maybe both, will continue to reside in Richmond," Maureen continued, "and business." Daphne laughed as the light finally came on.

"Yes, indeed. And no one remembers their divorce lawyer positively.""

I sure don't!  He took my money didn't get me enough money from that lazy bastard ex of mine, and took his own sweet time doing it," Daphne said with feeling as her voice broke The older woman looked at her and asked, "It's been about a year since you started proceedings?"

"It's been a year and one month since I threw his lazy cheating ass out of my house.

How did you know?

These things seem to go in stages and you are at about the one year mark, give or take a couple of months."

Maybe this woman does know something. I'm gonna try to keep an open mind and listen and learn, Daphne told herself silently.


About The Author:

Beatrice Dee Pipes and Charles Wilbur Yates, Jr. write under the pen name Dee Wilbur, a combination of their middle names. This is their second work of fiction. A Texas native, Dee Pipes grew up in a small Texas town. Her degree from Rice University is a B.A. in English. She currently runs a company that helps other companies with marketing, project management, and other tasks. She has been married to her husband Bryan for thirty years Also a native Texan, Charles Yates, Jr., was also reared in a small Texas town. He graduated from Rice University in Houston with a B.A. and Ph.D. in Biology. He received the M.D. degree.

from the University of Texas Southwestern Medical School in Dallas He has been married to his wife Sally for forty-five years. They have four adult sons and six grandchildren. He now tends his garden in Richmond, Texas.

Website http://www.deewilbur.com/

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Justice Perverted

Justice Perverted by Dee Wilbur

Virtual Book Tour Dates: 1/13/14 - 2/10/ 14

Series: The Richmond Saga Genres:

Mystery, Cozy Mystery,

Medical Mystery, Beach Read

Blurb:

Sandy dozed intermittently with her head on Jon's shoulder as they headed west on IH10. She thought about the changes that had just occurred in her life: her father's death, quitting her teaching job in New Orleans, and packing all her belongings into the moving truck she was riding in. Her mind raced to the changes that were to come: her marriage to Jon, moving to the town of Richmond, Texas, and the effect that the community would have on her—and she would have on the community. She could not have foreseen the arrest of Jon's partner for murder, the teenage marijuana ring, or the complete perversion of justice about to take place.

Excerpt:

"And why doesn't he want to handle divorces? It's not like he has to do the investigation?" Daphne asked. I'm still not getting all of it, she thought"I know he does pre-nups. He did one for someone last week, and I'm billing for it today.""

Two things "Two things. Don't send out the bil for the pre-nup for another week or two. Doesn't seem exactly polite to go sticking your hand out right away. And if that old coot actually does marry little miss smiley tight britches . . ."

Daphne laughed at the description Maureen certainly remembered the couple correctly. And she had been as nice as anything when they were in the office".

"If they have the lack of taste to send wedding, we send them a fifty dollar gift certificate to Yastremski's Meat Market in East Bernard and sign the card"The meat market? For all the wedding invitations Jon gets?" Daphne asked with a shocked expression on her face"Lord, no. Just the ones where he does the pre-nup. It's his little joke," Maureen explained with a grin"Back to the pre-nups and divorces which of course go hand in hand If the couple divorces, at least one or maybe both, will continue to reside in Richmond," Maureen continued, "and business." Daphne laughed as the light finally came on.

"Yes, indeed. And no one remembers their divorce lawyer positively.""

I sure don't!  He took my money didn't get me enough money from that lazy bastard ex of mine, and took his own sweet time doing it," Daphne said with feeling as her voice broke The older woman looked at her and asked, "It's been about a year since you started proceedings?"

"It's been a year and one month since I threw his lazy cheating ass out of my house.

How did you know?

These things seem to go in stages and you are at about the one year mark, give or take a couple of months."

Maybe this woman does know something. I'm gonna try to keep an open mind and listen and learn, Daphne told herself silently.

Hard Glamour, By Maggie Marr

AUTHOR's FAVORITE QUOTES FROM HARD GLAMOUR

By Maggie Marr

Maybe this summer in Los Angeles was a Big Risk, but I wanted into the world of entertainment. I wanted to make movies. I wanted to live in California. I wanted to feel alive and whole. I wanted so much more than a girl from Kansas should ever want. --Lane Channing.

Maggie: I love the above quote because it is so Lane.  The quote expresses her excitement and her optimism as wel as this fearlessness that resides deep inside her.  Even though things have been tough for Lane she stil believes in dreams and taking chances.

Author ChemistryI turned off the jets of water and wrapped a towel around my waist, then stepped out of the shower and turned toward the steamed mirror. I wiped it clean and looked into that face of mine The hard, cold eyes of a man who would never get the chance to love a good girl like Lane Channing stared back. Sometimes I hated that guy.  - Dillon MacAvoy.

Maggie: I love this quote because it shows who Dillon is in the beginning of the story.  He is closed off and he doesn't even like the guy he's become and yet he has no idea how to change himself, how to be the guy that deep down he wants to be.

as falling in love with Dillon MacAvoy A love that could never be returned. I could have my summer, could have him for a while, but the girl that would have him for forever— knew for certain that girl wouldn't be me.  --Lane Channing.

Maggie: This quote is great because Lane won't stop herself from falling in love with Dillon--actually she can't stop herself and yet she can't believe that possibly she is the right girl for him- at least not yet.

My heart thudded and my throat thickened. I closed my eyes and licked my lips. I was an asshole. I was a man whore. I was a guy that used girls and kicked them to the curb and now finally when I met a girl I couldn't get out of my system, a girl I wanted to stay a girl I cared about, I was going to pay for my past sins.  --Dillon MacAvoy

Maggie: I love this quote because it shows who Dillon is in the beginning of the story.  He is closed off and he doesn't even like the guy he's become and yet he has no idea how to change himself, how to be the guy that deep down he wants to be.

I was falling in love with Dillon MacAvoy A love that could never be returned. I could have my summer, could have him for a while, but the girl that would have him for forever— knew for certain that girl wouldn't be me.  --Lane Channing

Maggie: This quote is great because Lane won't stop herself from falling in love with Dillon--actually she can't stop herself and yet she can't believe that possibly she is the right girl for him- at least not yet.

My heart thudded and my throat thickened. I closed my eyes and licked my lips. I was an asshole. I was a man whore. I was a guy that used girls and kicked them to the curb and now finally when I met a girl I couldn't get out of my system, a girl I wanted to stay a girl I cared about, I was going to pay for my past sins.  --Dillon MacAvoy

Maggie: Again, another quote where Dillon doesn't like who he was or what he was, but here he is starting to accept that his past actions have repercussions.  Here in this quote we see remorse and a desire by Dillon to change so that he won't ruin his future.

"You'll walk out there to the premiere you'll go to the party, and you'l pretend. You'll pretend none of this bothers you. You'll pretend you're having a great time. You'll follow Dillon and his team's lead and you'l even pretend you aren't sleeping with him and you aren't in love. And you'll do it for his career. For the business." --Amanda Sterling

Maggie: I LOVE Amanda.  She grew up in the entertainment industry and totally gets it. Amanda is giving Lane the truth about being a part of entertainment.  About the compromises that Amanda has made in her life and the compromises that she is certain that Lane will have to make and all for a career in an amazing but demanding industry.

Author Interview....Maggie Marr

) Q: Do you have a routine that you use to get into the right frame of mind to write?

Maggie: I write first thing in the morning My mind is clear and it's the best time for me to get my words down Also, I am trying to send a message to my muse that Writing Is Important by making my writing the first thing do in my day. Plus, it is so easy with everything else that goes on in a day to not get the writing done if I don't make it the first thing I do.

2. Where did you get the idea or inspiration for HARD GLAMOUR?

Maggie: I love the New Adult genre. I've lived and worked in Hollywood and written about Hollywood for nearly a decade so when Dillon and Lane started telling me their story it seemed like a natural fit.

3. Q: What was your favorite part writing this novel? Don't forget to tell us why.

Maggie: I love it when the characters start to act on their own and surprise me. This usually starts to happen around page 60 or so. Up to then I am listening to them tell me their story but I kind of know what they are doing and where I *think* they are going to go with it but then all the sudden Wham! The characters are off and they are surprising me with their words and their actions--I love that!

I also love to write the sex scenes :

4. What was the most difficult part writing this novel?

Maggie: How hard Dillon was as a male character in the beginning.  He is just so Alpha and in unlikeable and closed off--we start to understand why and see that this is a defense mechanism and how Lane is able to break through those barriers but at first he was a really tough guy to like.

5. : What do you like to do when you are not writing?

Maggie: Read!I love to read! I read al kinds of books truly it is my favorite activity. I also love chasing after the children and yoga.

6. Any future writing news you would like to share?

Maggie: So many fun things this year Broken Glamour, book 2 in the Glamour Series publishes March 2014 Fast Glamour, book 3 comes out in May and finally Easy Glamour, book 4 is set to publish in July.

AUTHOR'S TAKE ON DILLON FROM HARD GLAMOUR By Maggie Marr

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Dillon MacAvoy is a study in contradictions. He is a great character to get to write. Here is a guy who completely an alpha male but with this soft interior. An interior that was not honored when he was a child.  He gets plucked from obscurity, does a huge underwear add and is now on his fourth film.  Dillon is on the ride of his life when we meet him--but he is also terrified and lonely and he is doing what he learned to do when he was a child when he was terrified and that is to act tough and not feel--or at least act like he doesn't feel.

Many of Dillon's qualities come from being raised by a very tough dictatorial father who never showed emotion.

A father that believed everything was disposable. Dillon was a kind and emotional kid and his father quite literally tried to beat the emotion out of Dillon.

Dillon's father saw his sons caring nature as a vulnerability, a weakness so he did everything he could to 'toughen' Dillon up.

We also see how dictatorial the MacAvoy family was/is in their reaction to their youngest son Choo.  Dillon makes a painful choice to support his brother, Dillon eschews a relationship with his parents because of their refusal to accept Choo for who he is: A gay man.

 Dillon is loyal and kind and just and he will do anything to protect his brother from any further pain inflicted by their parents.

Dillon is a physically gifted man.  He has dark hair, beautiful blue eyes He is thick and well-muscled.  He exudes a fearless confidence.  When write him I often see glimpses of Channing Tatum, in his looks and the way he moves. He has a great appetite for women, and woman love Dillon.  He is that good-looking guy that you can take home to mom but really he is a bad-boy in disguise.


About the Author

Maggie Marr grew up in the Midwest and made the move to Los Angeles to work in the movie business.  She was a motion picture literary agent for ICM before becoming a full time writer.  She's written for film and TV and ghostwritten for celebrities.  She lives in Los Angeles with her husband and children.

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Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Author Interview....Mistress Of The Wind; By Author Michelle Deiner

Mistress Of The Wind Book Tour hosted by Prism Book Tours

Guest Post & Interview.....

MISTRESS OF THE WIND by Michelle Diener Release date: 19 December 2013

About The Book:

Bjorn needs to find a very special woman . . The fate of his people, and his own life, depends on it.

But when he does find her, she is nothing ike he imagined, and may just harbor more secrets than he does himself Astrid has never taken well to commands.

No matter who issues them . . She's clashed her whole life with her father, and now her lover, the mysterious man who comes to her bedroom in darkness and disappears to guard his mountain by day as a bear, is finding it out the hard way. And when he's taken by his enemies, no one is prepared for Astrid's response It is never wise to anger the mistress of the wind.

Praise For Mistress Of The Wind

"Diener's adaptation retains the familiar elements of the original, echoing both the structure and spirit of the classic, but true to form, she puts her own spin both the plot and the narrative, crafting an intricately alluring tale of self-sacrifice, steadfast devotion and enduring love." Flashlight Commentary.

The story is fast-paced and never boring, the world a beauty and Michelle's writing so wonderfully detailed that felt I was with Bjorn and Astrid on their journey." Book Bird Reviews.

Author Michelle Diener takes this re-telling to another level She doesn't restrict herself to an East of the Sun, West of the moon retelling. Instead we are also given parts reminiscent of Psyche's quest. Which just allowed for a much more richer story.  Paperback Wonderland.

Author Interview

What inspired you to become a writer?

It was a decision made a long time ago, and at its heart, has never really changed - I love books and ove telling stories.

What the inspiration behind Mistress Of The Wind?

I love fairy tales, and the fairy tale East of the Sun West of the Moon has always been one of my absolute favorites. The idea of writing a book based on the fairy tale has been swirling through my head for many, many years.

What has been your 3 main struggles as a writer?

It is hard to write a book, no matter what length it is There will be times that every word is an effort, and all writers have dig deep, push through that and keep at it Rejection is hard, too.

When I started writing, self stack of rejection letters from various agents for my books.

One of the things I will say about that though, was that when I moved from South Africa to Australia, I suddenly found a lot of requests from agents, and a lot less rejections, I have always wondered how much my address played in the wondered how much my address played in the number of rejections I racked up.

But it still didn't make them any easier to bear. Once I had an agent, though, there was the inevitable rejection by editors (though far, far, FAR less than rejections by agents, :)) and I think all writers have to accept rejection is part of the game. number of rejections I racked up.

But it still didn't make them any easier to bear. Once I had an agent though, there was the inevitable rejection by editors(though far, far, FAR less than rejections by agents:)) and I think all writers have to accept rejection is part of the game Putting yourself out there.

Publishing any book whether it's through my publisher, Simon & Schuster, or self-publishing, is putting some part of yourself out on display.

That kind of vulnerability is hard to cope with, and something that always hard to cope with, and something that always stresses me out.

When writing do you have a glass of wine, cup of coffee or have music playing?

I often have a cup of coffee, and never any music. I like quiet when I work. For some reason, it's easier for me to work in a cafe, if I want to work away from home, than the library.

I think because in the quiet home, than the library. I think because in the quiet of a library, when someone does start talking, its of a library, when someone does start talking, its really obvious and irritates the heck out of me and jerks me out of the story, whereas the constant sounds and comings and goings at a coffee shop are a sort of white noise that is easier to bear.

About The Author:

Michelle Diener Diener writes historical fiction. Her Diener Susanna Horenbout & John Parker series set in the court of Henry VIII, includes In a Treacherous Court, Keeper of the King's Secrets and In Defense of the Queen.

Michelle's other historical novels include Daughter of the Sky, The Emperor's Conspiracy and Banquet of Lies (loosely connected to The Emperor's Conspiracy).

Michelle's first fantasy novel, Mistress of the Wind, is set for a December 23, 2013.

Michelle was born in London, grew up in South Africa and currently lives in Australia with her husband and two children.

I really enjoyed being part of Mistress Of The Wind Book Tour, and hosting for Prism Book Tours.

Www.michelledeiner.com