Writing

It's Gonna Be a Busy Few Weeks

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“Enthusiasm is excitement with inspiration, motivation, and a pinch of creativity.”
-Bo Bennett

I blinked and all of a sudden it's June. June! Part of me can't believe it's here and the other part of me is so glad that it is. Summer vacation is just a few short weeks and I can't wait (15 days with students left, just in case you were wondering). So much is happening that I'm excited about!!

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First of all, I'm going to my first ever book signing next week in Dayton, hosted by Just One More Romance. I'm thrilled and honored to be along side of many other authors who share my love of stories and romance. My friend, editor, fellow writer, supporter, confidant, and fangirl, Shannon is coming with me to help me get through it and I'm super excited. She's the one who introduced me to this wonderful world of books (thank you Shannon...and Travis Maddox and Kellan Kyle) and I'm lucky enough to be able to bring her along with me.

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The following week, on JUNE 13TH, my second book, Every Choice, is being released! I am over-the-moon excited and proud of this book and I can't wait to send it out in the world. Like with everything, the more you do it, the better you can become. I can proudly say that this book is better than the first and I'm thrilled with the response so far. I can't wait for you to meet Cassie and Luca and root for them, even when they can't root for themselves. You can go check it out on Amazon or on Goodreads right now.

I've also started working on a new project (which I'm procrastinating by writing here) that I can hopefully share some details with you soon. I'm still trying to figure it all out, but let's just say some familiar characters will be coming back ;-).

In completely other random news, I've been reading, which is great because I feel like I haven't done it in forever. I have a really hard time reading and writing at the same time, so it's become a one or the other situation. Since I've mostly been editing recently, I've been able to read and have read some fantastic books. I am completely in love with All Played Out by Cora Carmack. I've read her books since the beginning, but this one was hands down my favorite. It's the third in her Rusk University series, but you can read it as a standalone and it is sexy, and steamy, and laugh-out-loud hilarious (just ask my husband who kept shooting me looks as I laughed). If you're looking for something new to read until Every Choice comes out, I highly recommend that.

I better get back to my real work, it seems like it's never ending. Happy June, everyone!

How Did I Get Here?

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“Writing is an exploration. You start from nothing and learn as you go.”
-E.L. Doctorow

I am constantly amazed and humbled by what has happened in my life in the past three months or so. I had no expectations about publishing a book. How can you? How can you possibly know what expect? You know what to hope for. You hope that someone will buy your book. You hope that the person enjoys it. You hope that the person will recommend it to a friend. You hope that someone will like your status on Facebook supporting the book. You hope someone retweets your Tweet about it. But you also know that there are tens of thousands of other ebooks out there so what's to make anyone pick up your book?

I'm not going to lie, I've had some moments of complete doubt in myself. And by some, I mean a ton. But every time something happens that makes that pit form in my stomach, something wonderful happens that reaffirms my confidence, at least for the time being. I hope that the feeling goes away with time, but I'm not sure it ever does. I think when you put something out there to be judged, whether you're an actor, singer, poet, author, painter, whatever, you will always have moments where you worry that your work is complete and utter crap. It makes the kind words and good reviews and friendly support mean that much more.

Instead of focusing on those moments, I think it's important to focus on the good things. Like my friends and my husband who are insanely supportive and celebrate with me every time I hit a milestone. Like the readers who take their time to leave a review saying that they enjoyed their time with Sadie, Gavin, and Jamie. Like every single person who has liked my page on Facebook, or followed me on Twitter or Instagram.

Like the fact that over 5,000 people have taken a chance on an unknown author and purchased Every Beat.

Like the fact that I am #24 on Indie Author News's Top 50 Indie Books for March...something readers *voted* on! Check out the list!

Like the fact that I will be appearing at my first author signing in June! Check out the signing!

Like the fact that I just finished writing my second book, which is incredibly mind-blowingly fantastic.

For every moment of doubt I've had, I've had five of infinite love and support. I am so grateful, just so completely grateful that I have been able to go on this journey and that I am where I am today.

Book #2 is out in my trusted beta-reader/editors' hands and I can't wait to hear what they think and to share it with you. Cassie and Luca are getting restless, so stay tuned for another sneak peek at their story soon!

A First Look

"A bee is never as busy as it seems; it just that it can't buzz any slower."
-Kin Hubbard

I feel like my schedule, or maybe just life in general, ebbs and flows with how busy a person is. It is too busy sometimes and not busy enough other times. I can go for weeks with no real plans besides work where I have plenty of time, but then there are weeks where everything seems to happen and there is no time. And it doesn't matter how hard I try not to let it happen...it's like it's inevitable. white Now, I'm back in the "ebb" part of the cycle and finally have time to get back on track. I'm back to working on edits for Every Beat. I am in the middle of the first round of copy edits which means the end is near! I am checking for all those typos that tend to drive me crazy when I read books in an effort not to annoy the wonderful, amazing readers who for some reason decide to buy my book. I will keep you posted when I have a definite release day which should hopefully be in the next month or so!

I'm now up on Goodreads and my wonderful husband made a button for it to go on this page to match the others so everything you need is all in one place. I am incredibly thankful that he knows how to work everything because there's no way I would've been able to do it alone.

417027_10150734457702028_1843042659_nLast, but not least, I did promise a teaser, just a little piece from the beginning of the book that hopefully makes you want to read more ;-).  

   As I started to move along with the music, I felt all the tension release from my body. Dancing had always been my escape, the place I went where no one else could touch me. I was safe, I couldn’t be hurt, not by my mother or boys or…anyone. I was invincible.      I closed my eyes and let the music take me over. I could feel it pumping through my body as if it had become part of my blood. It was crowded, hot, and sticky and I was relishing in it. I put my hands over my head and I could hear Henley giggling next to me. I smiled and, not wanting to witness Jude’s promise to get “handsy,” kept my eyes shut.      I continued dancing, my body pulsing to the rhythm. Henley’s giggles seemed to be getting further away, but I couldn’t make myself care. A bead of sweat slid down my neck when suddenly, I felt a strong body come behind me. It wasn’t unusual for me to dance with a guy, and as long as he had rhythm and kept his hands to himself, it was okay by me.      I could tell he was tall, maybe a little over six feet. His hips moved easily with mine, my back fit perfectly against his chest, which I could tell was made of hard muscle. We continued gently rocking to the music when I felt one of his hands come around to my stomach and hold me flush against him. My eyes flew open, but not because that was usually a move I didn’t allow with an unknown dance partner. It was because I got this rush of heat that ripped through my body like a fire through kindling. My heart beat faster and the spot between my thighs pulsed.      I wanted to turn around, to see this man that elicited such a response from my body unwillingly. “Don’t.”      My body tensed. It was difficult to breathe, to think. It was like I was suffocating, but couldn’t get enough at the same time. His head was titled down to mine, his mouth grazing my ear in a slow, seductive way. “Don’t turn around. Because if you do, you’ll use your eyes to tell you how you feel. If you don’t, you’ll let your body tell you how you feel. You’re safe, I promise.”      Holy fuck. If I had been in a more stable, non-inebriated state of mind, that might have freaked me out. That’s like, something serial killers say. But in that moment, I couldn’t move even if I had wanted to. For some unknown reason, I did feel safe in his arms. I was sure he could feel my heart beating double time, pounding in my chest. The slow fire that had started low in my core was now rushing through my body. I had never felt more alive.      I leaned my head back against his chest as my body burned. He pulled me closer, if that was even possible. We relaxed into each other and just felt the music. His intoxicating scent that I could only describe as man, hot, sweaty, sexy man, engulfed me and everything else faded away.      In what seemed like hours and mere seconds at the same time, my mystery man started to pull away. I felt his hot breath by my ear, his mouth again almost caressing it, and a shiver ran down my spine. I didn’t even know how a shiver was possible in the heat of the club.      In his deep, masculine voice, I heard “Thank you for the dance, pretty girl. You have truly made my evening.”