Thursday, April 29, 2010

Welcome to Blogmania!

My blog is 60 of 123.
You’ve arrived at exactly the right time to explore lots of new blogs, all of which, ARE GIVING AWAY A VERY SPECIAL BLOGMANIA GIVEAWAY (For One Day Only – April 30th) .

We’ve done all the work for you. No hunting or surfing. Each blog will have a number and each new blog link will have a number. These numbers will allow you to keep track of which blogs you’ve visited and how many are left to visit. Why not take a moment to make a list of blog numbers 1-123 and check off the blogs as you go.

I know you’ll want to visit as many blogs today as you can. So, if you see something that interests you on any of our participating blogs, why not bookmark that site. Later, when you have more time, you can discover all its fabulous treasures.
MY GIVEAWAY AND RULES: Hello, I'm giving away two prizes, one each to two different winners. First, I have a copy of the book Breathing Life Into Your Characters that I'll mail to a winner in the United States (except Hawaii and Alaska). I'll make it easy. Become a follower of my blog and leave a comment with your email.
For my second prize, I'll give away an ecopy of my latest time travel novel: Romeo vs. Juliet II: The Questrist to a different winner. Since it's an electronic copy, I'll email it anywhere. I'll draw two names from the list of those who commented to choose the winners. Once blogmania is over, I'll announce the winners within three days and ship/email the prizes within five days. Thank you all so much for your participation, and check back later to see if you've won. -Laura
If you have time, why not drop by these other blogs and try to win prizes?
(Blog- 1 – HOST OF BLOGMANIA) Between The Pages -

(Blog -2 – CO-HOST OF BLOGMANIA) The Black Sheep Dances -

(Blog-43 - CO-HOST OF BLOGMANIA) Books, Books Everywhere -

(Blog-99) LB and J

(Blog-78) Stiletto Storytime>

(Blog-37) Babbling Brooke

(Blog-19) Star Shadow

(Blog-10) Romance With an Attitude

(Blog-96) Lovin and Livin Life in the 808

(Blog-52) Sky Purington Writes

(Blog-49) Tethered Mommy

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Please welcome author Kelly Moran

Kelly Moran is a native of Milwaukee, WI, where she resides with her husband, Darren, twin sons, Logan & Evan, and her black lab, Willow. A good portion of her family lives in the Carolinas so she spends time there, as well. She attributes her success to her family and friends.

Kelly learned at a young age that she loved to spin a good story, and that she was good at it. She has been known to say that she gains ideas from everyone and everything around her and that there is always a story playing out in her head. She is the author of several published books, recipient of an Editor's Choice Award for Outstanding Achievement in 1993, inducted into the Who's Who Book of Americans in 2006, was a Finalist in the 2008 Best Books Award, Finalist in the 2009 Indie Excellence Book Awards, a respected book reviewer for Bookpleasures, interviews authors on her blog, and is a Romance Writer's of America member. Her children's book was just recently featured in GRAND MAGAZINE, as "Kids Book Author of the Week."

Kelly's hobbies include: reading, crafts, movies, cooking, gardening, card games, and spending time with loved ones. She is a practicing Catholic and works part time in the healthcare field.

And an article by Kelly: “Help! My Imaginary Friends Won’t Shut-up!”

If you were to ask a writer how they knew they wanted to be a writer, you’d most likely get a variety of responses. “I read a lot.” “A school assignment.” Yada, Yada.

Want a valid way to tell a writer from the general population? It’s the characters. Yep. Simple as that. Often referring to ourselves as schizophrenic, we have characters that are constantly talking, plotting, and editing inside our heads. These characters are not, in fact, figments of our imagination, nor are they just words on paper. They live, think, breathe- And are very, very real. We cry when they die. Laugh when they do. Hate the antagonist with the same fervor. Root for them to win. Fall in love all over again. And the majority of the time, much to our delight and dismay, they never, never shut-up until they are heard.

A lot of new writers make the common mistake of thinking that because you know your character so well, the reader audience does too. Not so. Be sure to make a list of their physical characteristics, their personality traits, accents, responses, likes, dislikes, and what’s in their heads. When appropriate, add it to the dialog or plot. Don’t let that very authentic person to you become one-dimensional to your reader. Make them realistic, genuine, flawed. Let them tell the story, not you. It is, after all, about them.

For you family and friends of writers, or general book lovers, please be patient. It’s not necessarily that we would rather type until our hands bleed, or stare at the monitor instead of attending that lunch date, or slam that third pot of coffee to crawling in bed. See, it’s because we have no choice. We need to maintain and grasp that thin thread of sanity, or visit the coo-coo’s nest.

On a last note, the next time you find yourself walking down a busy street and pass that stranger who is shouting to seemingly nothing, twitching uncontrollably, or muttering sweet nothings into their own ear- Remember they are either a writer who didn’t give in to the characters in their heads, or they are just the next New York Times bestseller at work.

Thanks, Kelly, for being my guest here. Good luck with your writing.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Please welcome author Diane Scott Lewis

Hello, Diane, and welcome! You have a new release out called False Light that can be found at Eternal Press.


“I should send you home,” Everett whispered, but continued to kiss the curve of her jaw, her earlobe, down her throat, then back to her lips.
Bettina sighed, her skin tingling, her desire for him strong. She returned his kisses with equal insistence. “Oh, Everett. What is next for us? We need to decide.”
“Decide…yes. I need you, now.” His murmur sounded so eager. “Shall we go upstairs?”
“Upstairs…to talk in private?” How far would she allow it to go? He’d just admitted his great need for her. She also needed him, his solid, comforting protection. Her body grew hot and full. “For a short time, yes.”
He clasped her arm and led her from the parlor, down the hall, and they ascended the stairs. Only her thumping heart seemed real—the rest of this felt like a dream.
In his chamber, Bettina glanced around the familiar room, her head a little dizzy. She resisted the urge to laugh and say they couldn’t go any further. She wanted to ask if he planned to divorce his wife; but of course he would, he’d have to now.
Everett came to her then, engulfing her in his arms, his kisses so sweet. Still, she would stop him before he went too far, and extract a promise of marriage.
He eased back from her, his expression questioning, as if he’d read her thoughts.
“Of course, this will change everything,” she said, almost in a whisper. He hesitated. She stepped into him, against him. Smiling, she felt the power of her allure, seeing his blue eyes cloud with desire. She would prove his decency by letting him kiss her, then he would send her home.

Thanks for the excerpt. Your story looks good!
And your links...

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Hello and good evening to you! I'm happy to announce my spec-fic time travel Romeo vs. Juliet II: The Questrist is out! Here's a blurb and excerpt:


Can their love survive the trials and tribulations of time travel?

Born in Elizabethan England, Ambrose Radcliffe has spent centuries jumping from one time period to another by order of the Big Boss. His missions are often dangerous, and his wife, Josephine, is almost always in the middle of the disaster.

Josephine Radcliffe has decided history needs a change for the better. Her influence has completely eradicated Elizabethan England and reshaped the world as not only she knows it, but Ambrose too.

Their worlds are shattered. Life will never be the same because the Big Boss never allows for a 'do over'.

Could this cause Romeo to leave his Juliet forever?

“You still love your husband,” Richard said.

“With all of my heart, I do.” Her heart and mind swelled with intense emotion for Ambrose.

Ambrose’s heart became pinched with the same feeling. “My beloved.”

“But you say he is no longer among us.”

“He does not reside here on this earth in this century.”

Richard blinked in confusion. “My lady?”

She sighed. “I’m a seer.”

“Pardon me?”

“Richard, you will be betrayed. At Bosworth. Do not trust Lord Stanley. When Henry Tudor engages you in battle, those you believed to be your friends will be your downfall. I know you’re grieving the loss of your family, and you will leave the result of the battle for God to decide, but you will be reckless, and you will be killed.”

Richard gaped at her.

A new wave of cold fear washed over Josephine. To speak of a king’s death was treason and meant death.

She rushed out her next words. “I don’t want you to die. I believe you’re a good man who could do so much for your country. I’ll tell you all that God has ordained for me to know.”

“You…” Richard’s voice shook. “You’re a seer? You know these things to be true?”

“I do.”

He studied her face. “You tell me the truth, and you’re not crazy. There is no madness in your eyes. And your faith, Josephine?”

She reached into a small silk bag, which hung from her wrist and pulled out a crystal rosary. She squeezed the crucifix in her hand. “I am loyal to the Pope.”

Richard smiled and nodded.

Nauseous, Ambrose swallowed his dread.

“Only if you marry me and give me heirs,” Richard said.

Josephine gasped. Oh God, no. “But…”

“Unless you do not really care for me?”

“But I do.” As a human being. “You’re innocent. I know it,” she said to Richard.

“Then prove it,” he responded.

I have no bloody choice but to make him believe it’s so. I’ll find a way to escape before the wedding ceremony….her thoughts whirled.

“Yes, I’ll marry you.” When pigs fly.

Richard squeezed her.

“Shut the bloody thing off,” Ambrose said and spun around.

Belinda pointed her finger to the screen, and it became smoky gray. Ambrose glanced down. Small changes occurred in his Elizabethan attire. His doublet grew two inches longer and became a shade darker. His hose became less poofy, and his shoes less, well, fashionable in his opinion, with no heel at all, and overall they were more conservative, but oddly, far richer in materials. He now wore silk and velvet, though as a commoner he would not have been allowed to walk around Elizabethan England in such, and this confused him.

“My clothes! She succeeded…” he dropped off, the breath leaving his body.

Elizabethan England was gone.

“Yes, the bubble protects time-traveling humans and animals, but clothes and objects change according to the new time-line.”

Anger for his wife sizzled in his heart.

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Thanks. Take care! :) -Laura

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