I'm a big tease!

Ink 4 is going smoothly and I forsee it coming soon if I keep up my momentum. I can't precisely what date yet but a lot sooner than I envisioned. So, I know a lot of you are anxiously waiting. I offer you a few teases into book 4. (raw and unedited**) Enjoy!

Someone wraps on the door. I cover the phone before I lash out. “Can’t a girl have a few minutes alone?”

“You’ve had your minutes. Now get the fuck out here,” Kenny says.

I roll my eyes and unlock the door. “I have to go. The psycho has summoned me.”

Karsen sighs. “Tell him Cherry still hates him and that if he does anything to my friend I will be sure my boyfriend despines him.”

Kenny rolls his eyes. “Tell blondie she wishes her boyfriend had the balls to even consider it.”

I don’t humor him, instead I just hit end on my phone and plop down on his sleazy leather sectional next to Slade.

“This place is disgusting,” I point out looking around at all the take out boxes and empty beer cans. He sure lived the bachelor lifestyle.

“That’s one of the perks of living alone,” he says. “I can do whatever the fuck I want.”

And another!

I am beginning to hate this bar.

But watching the pretty blonde go about her business cleaning and serving customers puts me back into my right mind. It reminds me why I am here.

Slade’s finger circles the mouth of his beer as he studies her. “What do you think it takes to have the ability to bring back the dead?” he asks. “Do you think she’s a witch?”

I drop my chin to my palm. “I don’t even know. I don’t even know what the deal is with Kenny. Who can kill people just by touching them?”

What I wish I knew about being an author years ago...

As I type this I wish I could write what was in my head in mere days and have perfectly complete books at my disposal. FAT CHANCE.

There's a lot that I wish I could do as an author. And I am a self published author so the list grows even longer.

There are so many things I wish I knew back then that I know now. Like, the importance of really thinking about plots and plot holes. Because as I rewrite a series I see that there was a lot that I didn't cover. Silly me.

I also wish I knew about all the bloggers and wonderful people willing to lend a hand. They are wonderful and do so much for books. 

I wish I knew about organization. Years ago I just sifted through the muck, only recently did I organize all my writing tools and websites so they are way easier to get to when I need them. And when you are doing anything that has to do with your books you need them to be very accessible believe me.

I wish I knew the power of brainstorming with friends or my husband. When you simply talk about your story with someone else they unknowingly fill your mind with new ideas.

I wish there was spotify back then, because it's my go to when I write. I love listening to music when I write and with Spotify I can make playlist.

I wish I knew that hard work pays off. I'm sure I knew that but it really does. You can sit and wish all day you had success in anything but if you don't bust your ass to get there it will never happen. Even when you think it's not working for you as an author just keep pushing ahead, keep trying. One day you will feel so accomplished no matter big or small.

Sunday Funday Director's note's: Perfectly Hopeless

I stumbled upon a cool blog idea. Letting the reader into my ideas behind chapters or the stories I write. So enjoy this little peek into the world of Maven from Perfectly Hopeless.

Maven is a young girl, heading back to her family's summer home after her very public breakup with her boyfriend, Jake Summit. Like anyone in life she is hurt, still dealing with her old wounds and debating whether or not it's the right thing to be doing.

When I wrote the beginning of Perfectly Hopeless, I imagined Maven, I could feel the dread in her stomach as she got close to her summer home. How vulnerable she felt. 

I wanted to give the reader a quick hello when it came to her family, I like to introduce main characters early on most times that I write.

In Perfectly Hopeless I saw Maven as a sweet, young girl with that simple naive way about her. She knows life isn't perfect, but she wishes it was. She's not much different than any of us in life. Though she may come off a bit prudish and innocent she can handle a lot when she has to.

And what's in store for her ends up being so beautiful, an experience like none she ever had before when she meets Henri. 

I'm not sure, nor have I asked how Henri and Maven come across to readers. But as for me, I wanted the connection to be innocent, simple and sweet. I wanted to take all the complication and paranormal out of most books that I write and just write a story about love.

I was touched emotionally while watching a youtube video, and this is what sparked the idea further for my book. I feel I found that video at the right time, because it took my story idea and painted it beautifully. I won't say what video it is because I feel it gives away the story.

But I will share with you the celebs I had in my mind for the two main characters in my story. If you get a chance to read it, let me know if you feel the same about them.

             

              Maven                                                                                       Henri

Summer time

This would be her summer. She swore it. The summer life would go from devastating to incredible. Maven stared out of the window as her parents gossiped in the front seat about Claudia, their too confident neighbor with more money than the entire town.

She closed her eyes dropping her head back against the leather seat, her golden blonde hair cascading around her shoulders. Maven,  a young woman full of hope. She never went to bed without reflecting on all she wished would happen for her.

Portwood , the setting of their summer home. Every home carefully nestled between giant willow trees. A small town right outside the lake. Maven’s family went every year during the summer. A home full of memories for all of them, a place you sat back and smiled about when you thought about all the good times you experienced. It would always be magical.

 “I wonder if Jake is going to be there,” Nick, her older brother said. Doing his best to tease Maven from her spot in the family car, Nick knew Maven prayed for the opposite. After their messy breakup she didn’t ever want to lay eyes on him again. Jake was a jerk. And the entire family knew it.

“I don’t know and I don’t care.” After the tears she cried over a guy like Jake she meant what she said. And now the family’s annual vacation was sounding less exciting and more torturous to her. She shrank down in her seat as the Portwood welcome sign whizzed by the window.

Mom shot her a sympathetic smile.

“Everyone who is anyone is at Portwood for Summer vaca,” Maggie her younger sister said, tearing off her sunglasses to gain better view of all the younger guys as they carried beach towels and coolers on their way to the lake.

“I don’t think the Maves considers Jake Summit anyone anymore,” Nick smirked. He leaned forward, clamping down on Maven’s shoulder. “If he gives you any trouble you just let me know. I’ll rough him up for you.”

Their mother shot a concerned look in both of their directions. She knew just how Nick’s temper could get sometimes. It wasn’t funny. “Nicky, you remember what we said.”

Nick sighed, letting out the loudest grumble he could muster. “I know, I know. No more money for college if I lay a finger on Summit. That’s what family is for though, Mom.” He ran a hand through his shaggy brown mop of hair giving Maven a secret smirk.

Maven unfastened her seat belt, staring up at the family summer home. A modern two story brick home with white shutters and a huge wraparound porch, lush green grass with the perfect amount of shade and sun.

She refused to let Jake Summit ruin her summer.

Buy Perfectly Hopeless on Amazon

Teaser Tuesday

Perfectly Hopeless

“I didn’t want this to happen. I didn’t want you to have to go through this with me. I’m sorry,” he said, her sobs growing louder, she pushed her face into his neck crying harder. She held onto him.

“And I don’t want you to go through this without me. I wouldn’t want you to be alone at a time like this.”

And another teaser

He stood, studying the first picture. It was Maven wearing one of those outrageously large white hats, in a navy blue and white polka dot bikini, one hand holding the hat down, the other on her slim hip. The wind swept her hair behind her making it look as if it was trying to flee. Her perfectly straight and sparkling white teeth on display for the world to see, she really was stunning he admitted to himself, all the years his family had stayed in Portwood he wondered how he never noticed until his cousin did. He understood why Henri cared. He could see it in every photograph with her in it. She had something special, she oozed something wonderful.

Thirsty Thursday : Drunk Uncle style

I am back for my weekly unedited rant. So here goes.....

Why can't people be more like books. At least when I write a book the characters are honest and don't give a shit about what others think of them. And the ones that do, well they learn eventually. Why do we act like we care and than turn around and prove just how much of a moron we are. How come some people can't give other's space? Is it that hard to let someone enjoy life without a crippling smothering hoverer always on top of them. Why is it so much nicer to sit at home and enjoy life? Oh yeah that's right, because everything I can stand is in my home. The things I can't stand are outside of it.
Why do we jump on bandwagons, why are we so quick to complain about the stupidest things on facebook? Since when was facebook the place to dump all your verbal crap so us people who are there to actually enjoy ourselves have to sift through it. Why is my husband such a violent game player? The words that come out of his mouth would make a sailor blush. And how come the best things in life are so simple yet just amazing. Like seeing your husband's tweet show up on the nfl channel. And I am done....
Feel free to comment and show me your drunk uncle.

And don't forget to enter the giveaway!!

Ink bonus scene: Slade meets Hope.

Hey guys! here's a Ink bonus scene from Slade's POV. We all know what Hope thought the first time she met Slade. Well, here is what he thought when he met Hope.



I walked the grounds of Henry Park. My gig was over and I was trying to pass the time, you never could sleep in a park filled with rock music and a bunch of guys who think their badasses.
I wasn't to surprised to see another Cherry resident trying to make her way into Henry Park. They all wanted to live on the edge. Only difference with most they were to afraid to give it a shot. She was different. I could see it.
It was hard to hold back the smirk as I watched her try to survive among the darkside. And pink, come on. Who wore pink to a metal concert?
I slung the bat over my shoulder and watched. I knew in a few more minutes she would be stuck to the bottom of a steel toed boot. I probably wouldn't have cared any other time, but she was hot. Not like any other girl around Cherry.

Something different and I wanted to save her. I wanted her to look into my eyes and thank me for saving her miserable life.
So I started swinging, it didn't take much to get things moving. They all know who I am, nobody puts up much of a fuss when it comes to the Evil Kings of Ink.
I warned myself girls in pink were trouble for me. I was going to end up kicking my own ass for rescuing her I knew it. But she was lucky, for once I was in a good mood. I was willing to be her savior.

Buy Ink series on AMAZON!

My news

Hello again. It has been some time since I updated. I have been busy following the zombies..(not really, but have you seen that on the news?! *shudders*)

Today I have some news I want to share. We recently found out that I am expecting, this will be our fourth child. I found out on my husband's birthday (what a gift) and I am very happy. Its a bit new still, it has been a while since I have been pregnant. My youngest is turning six this month.

I think I always knew I wanted a fourth child. I knew deep down that I did and I think that is why we held off on stopping our chances, because once you tie your tubes or get a vasectomy you pretty much are done.

So that's my news, I am having another baby and I couldn't be happier.

What do I hope for you might be asking... I would like to have another boy, but I will take whatever God gives me. I think in my mind I see a boy so the idea of a girl isn't even factoring in lol I have always enjoyed pregnancy, mine were great experiences. This one has already proven a little tougher with my moods. But now those are under control and I am feel like myself again and I couldn't be happier.

What about writing??!?!?

On the book writing front, that has came to a screeching halt since beginning of April. But I hope to get back into gear. I re-released Gypsies, and I think its better than it was before the rewrite. I hope everyone enjoys it.

I plan on finishing Ink 2 up this summer. I read some chapter the other day and I was excited about it. I can't wait to release it to all the Ink fans in August. I wonder how everyone will feel about Ink 2. I myself think its going to be great.

And to end this I will leave everyone with a sneak peek into Ink 2, enjoy! :  

Summer had begun. I came to a stop in front of the beach house. Glad to be home and done with school for the summer. A lot had changed in a year. I enrolled in Ashwilder’s big sister school, Asu. I had Nona to thank for that. If not for her I would have never afforded such a place. College proved hard, but I loved every second of it. Although I had to admit I loved being home even better.

Dad hurried down the porch steps. “There’s my girl. Welcome home, Hope.” He wrapped his arms around me tightly, not letting me get a breath in. I kissed his cheek before I had to pry his arms off of me.

“Missed you guys too, where are Elliot and Easton?” I searched the beach, the house, anywhere they could possibly be. I knew the answer before Dad even said it.

“Well you know how teenage boys are when they discover girls,” Dad told me. He took my duffel bag. “I barely see anyone anymore. It’s nice that your back.”

I followed on his heels up the steps. Noticing the new paintjob, Dad had a lot of time on his hands now. I wasn’t there to keep him busy and help him out anymore. It took a couple months to accept that I couldn’t be superman. That he had to learn to survive without me, but I did, and looking at him now I knew that everything worked out just fine.

Dad touched my hair. “New hairdo?” He smirked.

I ran a hand through my longer style. “It’s trendy. All the girls on campus do chic.”

Dad nodded, totally out of the loop and not caring in the least, as long as I was happy he was. “So what are the plans?”

I opened the refrigerator, scrunching my nose at the lack of food. “Getting you some groceries.” Dad shook his head, refusing to give in and admit he would be lost without me. When he disappeared into the living room I raised a single finger at my palm, concentrating hard.

“What’s that?” Dad asked, returning with a pile of mail. He handed it over.

“Pudding cup,” I said, shaking the chocolate pudding at him. He gave me an odd expression.

“That’s odd. I didn’t even know we had pudding.” He opened the refrigerator taking another look inside. I smirked.

Win a copy of Heart of Gypsies!

Heart of Gypsies

Sometimes hate can take you places...

Aunt Wanda hated her sister Joy Ann so much she stole her daughter.

It’s been twelve years since Kendall was kidnapped. Growing up on the run from the law is never easy. And Kendall is doing what she can to survive.

A pawn in a sick game of hatred, Kendall is forced to live a life of crime. It’s all she knows and all she has most days.

On one of their stops, Kendall is reunited with Mason, the boy from her hometown with the same set of circumstances that follow Kendall around like a dark cloud. They have a lot in common. They have the same hopes and dreams.

The problem is, getting where they need to be is going to be the hardest part of both of their lives, but  their friendship sees them through one challenge after another.

Kendall wants to be a normal girl. One that falls in love with someone that cares about her, but sometimes falling in love is difficult when you’re busy running for your life.

Tell me what fictional Character you love to hate!

Heart of Gypsies is back. And is going to be re-released! Win yourself a copy!

For your chance to win a copy of Heart of Gypsies, all you have to do is enter your email address and answer into the rafflecopter..

 Winners will be announced on Monday April 30th, 2012.

This giveaway is INTERNATIONAL, as the copies of his book are in ebook/mobi format and will be given to the winners via email.

Now, leave a comment with your e-mail address and have a wonderful weekend!
And continue to SUPPORT indie authors!