Thursday, November 20, 2014

And the winners are.....

Drum Roll, Please...

The two USA winners who will be splitting the GRL swag are..

Monique T
Denise D.

Congrats!!  I'll be emailing you shortly to get your mailing addresses.

The winner of the $25 Amazon GC is

Federica L

and Winner of the $25 Dreamspinner GC is 

Sula H.

I'll be contacting you both via email.

Congrats to all the winners and a huge thank you to everyone who entered and for all your support


Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Giveaway, Giveaway, Giveaway & another Giveaway

One of the really fun things about GRL is getting to hit the swag room. I figure since there are so many who don't get to attend they should have a shot at getting a little of the swag for themselves.  (Please only non-attending GRL peeps for the swag giveaway) Unfortunately, the cost to send just one book out of the USA is crazy expensive. So I'm doing 4 giveaways!!   All this swag stuff as well as the signed print books will be split up evenly between two lucky winners within the USA. 2 peeps from outside the USA will win either a $25 Dreamspinner Press gift card or a $25 Amazon gift card. Please leave a comment below letting me know what country you are from so I can pick the appropriate prize for you if you win :)

Good Luck

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Monday, November 10, 2014

Happy Release day to Scotty Cade

When valuable Civil War era art is stolen from a popular New Orleans gallery, NOPD Lead Detective Montgomery "Beau" Bissonet and his partner set out to solve the crime. When the gallery’s insurance company sends Tollison Cruz to the Big Easy to conduct their own independent investigation, personalities clash and battle lines are definitely drawn.

The heist quickly becomes a politically driven high profile case, and Detective Bissonet is furious when he’s ordered to work along side Investigator Cruz to assure a timely arrest. The heat index soars to new levels when the two investigators discover they have a lot more in common than originally thought.

With the tension between them temporarily sated, Bissonet and Cruz finally start to work together, on more than just a professional level. But everything comes to a screeching halt when Beau discovers his cohort in crime has been withholding information regarding the investigation and has been concealing a very questionable past. What happens next rivals the scorching summer heat.

Why I love GRL

Madison Parker Photography

I came home from GRL to a deadline list out of control as well as a TO DO list that was...well let's just say a bit daunting (Actually overwhelming as F*CK!)  This morning I went out to get the recyclables ready to set out when I noticed a large plastic bag sitting next to it. Upon inspection you can imagine my shock when it was filled with GRL goodies. Apparently I set it down while unloading my truck and forgot all about it. It was then that I realized I hadn't even talked about my time at GRL, done the giveaway I promised, nor thanked all the organizers, and peeps who showed up!

I've swiped a few of my favorites photos from GRL to share here from the ones posted on Facebook. I think I've picked the ones that best show how much joy I had in attending this year!!

This one was taken by Anya Ashley-Ortiz.  I think she captured perfectly the shenanigans what was Good Cop (me) Bad Cop (Sam) & Drunk Cop (Abi)  Sam's face says it all!! There was much laughter, silliness and overall great time. Combine that with booze and what wasn't there to like ;) Thank you Anya for capturing this moment!

Sam, Ami DiMartino & Me
It's always an absolute blast hanging with Ami DiMartino  (She's got the greatest ass EVER) Her infectious smile and upbeat attitude makes seeing her each year one of the things I love best about GRL!  For those who have had the pleasure of meeting her, they will all tell you, see truly is the persona of love that is known as GRL!

Hanne Lie & Me

Many of us become great friends on social media, GRL gives us that opportunity to finally hug those we have come to call friend. Hanne came all the way from Norway and yup she is just as amazing and beautiful in real life!!  I love my naughty girl!!!

Joyful Jay & Me
The parties at GRL are totally kickass!!  Lots of love, fun and booze flowing freely. Jay and I can attest to the booze flowing.  Thankfully she and I were smart enough to know when enough was enough. Well Jay did anyway and convinced me we didn't need that last drink. Thanks for saving my poor head the next morning *highfives* Love ya Jay!!

These were just a few of my favorite moments that were captured in photos. There were many, many more that weren't. I adore meeting everyone in such a relaxed environment, where we are all bound together by our love of books. It's an amazing time and I for one am already counting down the days till San Diego!!!

BTW:  Those goodies I found in my garage yesterday???  Stop by tomorrow as I'm kicking off one hell of a cool giveaway for those who did not get to attend GRL.... Here is a look at some of the things you could win!!!


Sunday, October 5, 2014

Walk with a killer as he stalks his prey - Splintered.

Watch and pray, that you enter not into temptation: the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak. Matthew 26:41
The city at night is a cesspool of depravity. Men selling their flesh wares, their souls, tempting, tempting
My hands tightened on the steering wheel as I took in the sinners. The way they wear their clothes so tight, each line and ridge of their bodies are on display. BUY ME! BUY ME! My body thrums, need and want and desire burning within me, surging through my veins, heating my flesh, hardening it. Why does their evilness taunt me so? Why must they torture me? I’m a good man, an honest man, a God-fearing man. Why does my body betray me?
I cannot, will not let the devil win the battle for my eternal soul. God will deliver me from temptations if only I stay true. I must be a warrior, a loyal servant to my Lord, for he will ease my troubled mind and my tortured soul.
You have the strength to overcome these temptations.
“How? They are everywhere! Why must I suffer so?”
You are being tested. Be sober, be vigilant, because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walks about, seeking whom he may devour.
My eyes settled on a young lion, and fear and lust filled me in equal measures. He appeared to be a mild, meek man. He was small, but I saw past the disguise. Saw the lion roar within him, the snarling, snapping teeth that sought to devour. God had at least given me the ability to see within others, to recognize the evil. Each time one passed, my heart would beat wildly, breathing became heavy, and my skin would tingle. My hardness was proof of how he tempted others, his wickedness trying to draw me in and make me weak.
I am not weak.
Keeping the lion in my sights, I slip from the car and begin to follow him. My skin crawls as I pass the malevolent creatures with their arms around each other, snake tongues entwining, clawed fingers touching vile skin. Yet my footfalls are sure and measured. I am on a mission. The poisonous stench of sin fills my nostrils, clogs my throat, chokes me, but I push on.
Closer now, my steps fall in rhythm with my prey. My prey! The hunters now being hunted. What irony. What justice. Although he is small, his body sways with the grace of the big cat he hides from the unsuspecting, his movements hypnotic.
I can smell his intoxicating scent. It’s wild, animalistic.
The heat from his body rivals the fire within mine.
My fingers tingle, and a prickling sensation races up my arm at the first contact. My eyes close for only a split second as pleasure overwhelms me. He’s looking at me now, the lights dancing within the dark pools. I want to lose myself in him, my courage, my resolve slipping as lust calls to me, weakens me.
A dance of exchange, a price settled for flesh and agreement.
The smile curling lips, the baring of fangs is telling as I lead him to my car. He knows. Like a bitch in heat, he can smell my need.
He is in my den now, doors locked, mouths smashed together. Teeth, lips, and tongues dueling, fighting, subduing. I am stronger, larger, and purer.
He protests, shoves, fights, but it’s too late. Metal wraps around wrists, locks slide into place, bone hitting bone, will waning, engines roaring. He slumps against the door, his fight gone, but I know it’s only temporary. The lion will roar again. I must have him caged before he wakes.
I stomp on the gas, skillfully maneuvering darkened familiar streets.
I lick my lips, savor his flavor. Everything is purified with blood, and without the shedding of blood there is no forgiveness of sins.
Tonight I will be forgiven.

Coming to Dreamspinner Press 
October 6th, 2014
Check it out HERE