Monday, August 10, 2015

The Never-Ending Summer

The Never-Ending Summer just keeps a-going. 
Hubby and I on top of Mt. Democrat, one of Colorado's many fourteeners.
Besides living and loving the Colorado lifestyle, I've been busying with two new books.
I'll be back to regular blogging come autumn.

Friday, July 31, 2015

Malibu Betrayals by M.K. Meredith

I can't tell you how excited I am for this blog tour, and for the release of MALIBU BETRAYALS, MK Meredith's debut contemporary romance from Entangled Press. MK is an amazing writer and a sweetheart of a gal. I'm proud to call her friend and fellow author.

Blog Tour  Contemporary Romance MK Meredith
Malibu Betrayals by M K Meredith Blog Tour (@MKMKMeredith)
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 28th, 2015
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions ( @BookEnthuPromo )

Hollywood screenwriter Samantha Dekker spent the last year picking up the pieces after her husband's suicide. Along with grief, guilt, and tabloid hell, she's had to watch helplessly as the film industry slammed its doors in her face. Now Sam has the rarest of Hollywood opportunities—a second chance…working with the one man she swore never to see again.
Hunktastic A-lister Gage Cutler knows that Sam blamed him for his part in her husband's death. Still, Sam is the one woman he can never forget. All he wants is a second chance of his own—to prove he's not the player she remembers. And Malibu is the perfect backdrop to make a girl swoon.
Except they're not alone. Someone is watching Sam and Gage's steamy off-screen romance with the most dangerous of intentions…

Meet the Author
MK Meredith writes single title contemporary romance promising an emotional ride on heated sheets. She believes the best route to success is to never stop learning. MK’s lifelong love affair with peanut butter continues, only two things come close in the battle for her affections: gorgeous heels and maybe Gerard Butler...or was it David Gandy? Who is she kidding? Her true loves are her husband and two children who have survived her SEA's (spontaneous explosions of affection) and live to tell the tale. The Meredith's live in the D.C. area with their three large fur babies...until the next adventure calls.

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Settling in to having Sam next to him, he devoured the food on his plate, very aware that she merely moved the food around hers. Why’d he find that so interesting?
“You’ve been keeping busy.”
Her soft voice raced shivers down his spine, and he gripped his napkin in his fist. “How do you mean?”
“Your movies, what’s it been? Two a year?”
He eyed her, not answering right away. So, she’d been paying attention. He swallowed his smug smile with another bite of food and then washed it down with water. “Give or take.” Though, not every film was truly blockbuster status, they’d still made the list simply because he was in them. A few disappointments for him, but the best way to succeed was to fail, so he’d take the good with the bad and consider it all success. In this industry, his sordid past put butts in the seats, and that was all the studios cared about. With a jerk of his chin, he nudged her. “So which ones have you seen?”
She grabbed her water glass and gulped back half of it. “All of them.”
Barely able to hear her mumble over the din of the crowd, he leaned forward. He’d heard her, but not only did he want to make sure, he wanted to hear it again. “What was that?”
Her face flushed red to her hairline, and his gut tightened in response. She was embarrassed. He chuckled, a self-satisfied sound that would annoy her for sure. “All of them?”
“I work in the industry. Of course I watched all of them,” she whispered.
He grinned. “Of course. The industry.” She stared at him. He’d give a year’s salary to know what was going on in that beautiful head of hers. She had the darkest eyes. They unsettled him and made him want to trust her all at the same time. And that was nuts; he didn’t trust anyone, especially women. He’d made that mistake too many times already.
She tilted her head to the side and bit her lip, the flush in her face deepening. “I especially enjoyed Dark Secrets.”
Now that movie had been a blockbuster, many would say due to the writing, and others would argue it was the gratuitous nudity. He certainly wasn’t shy, and he’d worked his ass off to be in the right kind of shape for that movie, but knowing Sam not only watched it, but enjoyed it, made him suddenly understand exhibitionism. He shifted in his seat and cleared his throat. “Is that right?”
She narrowed her eyes at him in challenge. “I’m a healthy adult female; I’m not the only one who’s watched it more than once.”
His voice lowered and took on a gravelly tone. “You watched it more than once?”
She straightened in her seat and finished off her water with a grin. “More than twice.”
His body tightened everywhere. Was she flirting with him?
“Well, then it seems you have me at a disadvantage.” He leaned closer, holding her gaze. “And that doesn’t seem quite fair.” Images of her naked flashed in his mind, sending his tension from uncomfortable to torturous. Damn woman.
Tapping her finger against her lip, she bit the tip of it, giving him a thoughtful stare. “I’m okay with that.”

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Monday, June 22, 2015

Summer Vacation

Hey friends! I'm taking a month or so off from blogging to binge-read the Longmire series, to work on two new books, and to spend a little fun-in-the-sun time with family.

Because Summer in Colorado.

Saturday, May 16, 2015

BIRD by Crystal Chan

by Crystal Chan
I picked up this book at my local Barnes & Noble this weekend as part of my goal to read more books by authors of color. I've been hearing about it for more than a year. I read the first couple of pages and I am already hooked by Chan's voice. 

'Grandpa stopped speaking the day he killed my brother, John. His name was John until Grandpa said he looked more like a Bird with the way he kept jumping off things, and the name stuck. Bird’s thick, black hair poked out in every direction, just like the head feathers of the blackbirds, Grandpa said, and he bet that one day Bird would fly like one too. Grandpa kept talking like that, and no one paid him much notice until Bird jumped off a cliff, the cliff at the edge of the tallgrass prairie, the cliff that dropped a good couple hundred feet to a dried-up riverbed below. From that day on, Grandpa never spoke another word. Not one.  

The day that Bird tried to fly, the grown-ups were out looking for him – all of them except Mom and Granny. That’s because that very day, I was born.'

Crystal Chan grew up as a mixed-race kid in the middle of the Wisconsin cornfields and has been trying to find her place in the world ever since. Over time, she found that her heart lies in public speaking, performing, and ultimately, writing. She has given talks and workshops across the country; facilitated discussion groups at national conferences; is a professional storyteller for children and adults alike; and contributes to Wisconsin Public Radio.
In Chicago, where Crystal now lives, you will find her biking along the city streets and talking to her pet turtle. Her debut middle-grade novel, Bird, is published by Atheneum Books for Young Readers. She is represented by Emily van Beek of Folio Literary Management.