Sunday, March 1, 2015

Snippet Sunday/#8sunday - Pre-release #excerpt #3 from Her Soldier's Touch #romance #PTSD #secondchances


Happy Sunday everybody. :) Once again, I’m picking up from where I left off last week, which you can read here.   

“Hi, Colt.” She flashed a smile that didn’t match the nervous edge in her gaze.
God, she had to be the best thing he’d seen in a long damn time. Soft and feminine without being brazen, her yellow dress did nothing but showcase her willowy body and long graceful limbs. Honey blonde hair he distinctly remembered falling to somewhere around the middle of her back was now up in a thick ponytail. The hairstyle gave him a view of her long, slender neck. He ached to bury his mouth there, to taste her skin again.
He folded his arms across his chest, lest his hands gain a mind of their own and reach out to her.


I know it’s cruel to stop there, but it makes for a better excerpt next week. ;) I'll be continuing from where I left off, sharing 8 sentences from the opening each week until release day (March 16). I hope you’ll join me.

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Blurb for Her Soldier's Touch:

Experience has taught single mother Rachel Madison that the only person she can truly rely on is herself. But what she wants most in the world—to give her son the life she never had growing up—means she must put her faith in a man who once walked out on her.

Retired from the service, U.S. Army Sergeant First Class Colten Taylor makes a detour to Phoenix to bury his brother. Nobody is more surprised than he is to see Rachel waiting for him at the airport. He regrets the morning he walked away from her, but coming from an abusive home taught Colt to put limits on all his relationships—especially this one.

So when he discovers he has a son, Colt knows this is a chance to prove to himself he’s not a chip off the old block. Turning his life around doesn’t come naturally, though. Then a drug dealer crops up from his brother’s dark past, threatening their son and forcing Colt and Rachel to face their demons … and each other.

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Snippet Sunday/#8sunday - 02/22 - Pre-release #excerpt from Her Soldier's Touch


Happy Sunday everybody. I’m picking up from where I left off last week, which you can read hereOh, and a little “creative editing” has been done to make it fit the 8 sentence limit. ;) 

Colt let out a pent-up breath and forced his fists to unfurl, wishing he could do the same for the knot in his gut. He’d spent the last six years trying to rid himself of the torturous memories, trying to forget her, because he knew he should. For her sake. Yet three little words from her sweet, familiar voice made those memories roar to the surface all over again, tempting him with things he could never have. 
Taking a deep breath, he drew from years of combat training and shoved everything back down where it was supposed to be. Positive he had himself under control, he forced a poker face and turned, meeting a pair of familiar green eyes.
“Rachel Madison.” The last time he’d seen her, she lay in bed beside him, naked.


Come back next week for another snippet. I'll be continuing from where I left off, sharing 8 sentences from the opening of the book each week until release day (March 16).

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Blurb for Her Soldier's Touch:

Experience has taught single mother Rachel Madison that the only person she can truly rely on is herself. But what she wants most in the world—to give her son the life she never had growing up—means she must put her faith in a man who once walked out on her.

Retired from the service, U.S. Army Sergeant First Class Colten Taylor makes a detour to Phoenix to bury his brother. Nobody is more surprised than he is to see Rachel waiting for him at the airport. He regrets the morning he walked away from her, but coming from an abusive home taught Colt to put limits on all his relationships—especially this one.

So when he discovers he has a son, Colt knows this is a chance to prove to himself he’s not a chip off the old block. Turning his life around doesn’t come naturally, though. Then a drug dealer crops up from his brother’s dark past, threatening their son and forcing Colt and Rachel to face their demons … and each other.


Sunday, February 15, 2015

WeWriWa/‪#‎SnippetSunday‬--Her Soldier's Touch #8sunday #romance #excerpt


Hey everybody!

This morning, I'm sharing a snippet from my upcoming contemporary romance, Her Soldier's Touch, releasing March 16. This is the opening...

“Welcome home, soldier.”

Standing beside the empty baggage carousel at Phoenix’s Sky Harbor International Airport, U.S. Army Sergeant First Class Colten Taylor bit back a groan. All around him barely controlled chaos spun: people running to meet their connections, the whir of the baggage carousels, the chatter of quiet conversation and the occasional ring of a cell phone.

Yet the world around him narrowed down to that voice. Soft and feminine, the voice behind him wound its way through his body and settled, warm and familiar, in the pit of his stomach. He clenched his fists as images and sensations bombarded his mind faster than he could stop them. Warm, silky skin sliding against his. The feel of her nails biting into his flesh as her body trembled beneath him. Her quiet, breathy moan.



Come back next week for another snippet. I'll be continuing from where I left off. 

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Blurb for Her Soldier's Touch:

Experience has taught single mother Rachel Madison that the only person she can truly rely on is herself. But what she wants most in the world—to give her son the life she never had growing up—means she must put her faith in a man who once walked out on her.

Retired from the service, U.S. Army Sergeant First Class Colten Taylor makes a detour to Phoenix to bury his brother. Nobody is more surprised than he is to see Rachel waiting for him at the airport. He regrets the morning he walked away from her, but coming from an abusive home taught Colt to put limits on all his relationships—especially this one.

So when he discovers he has a son, Colt knows this is a chance to prove to himself he’s not a chip off the old block. Turning his life around doesn’t come naturally, though. Then a drug dealer crops up from his brother’s dark past, threatening their son and forcing Colt and Rachel to face their demons … and each other.


Friday, February 13, 2015

Author Interview with J Arlene Culiner #romance #TWRP

Hey everybody! Please help me welcome fellow Wild Rose Press author J Arlene Culiner. So glad to have you Arlene!

If you had to describe yourself, what three words would you use?
Amusing, anachronistic, intrepid

Who’s your favorite author and/or what’s your favorite book?
This is a difficult, even an impossible question. Haven’t you ever had the feeling that certain books were just right for a particular time? It happens to me a lot. For example, for the last couple of years, I’ve been working on a narrative non-fiction work. There was so much research involved, so much intensive writing, I was afraid I’d get lost. And then, by pure chance, I happened upon Stanley Stewart’s, In the Empire of Genghis Khan, and it was just the right book for the moment. I loved it; I loved crossing Mongolia with him. It kept my thoughts clear. He helped me to, mentally, get where I wanted to go.

And then, suddenly, my manuscript was finished. I couldn’t revise anymore, I couldn’t do another thing. Yesterday, I sent it off to an interested potential publisher… and felt unemployed. Lost. Rudderless. Bereft, even. And then, I came across two books: The Thing Itself: On the Search for Authenticity, by Richard Todd, and, The End of early Music, by Bruce Haynes. And I’m under their spell. I’m not saying everyone should go read those particular books – just that they’re my all time favorites right now. They appeared at the right moment. Magic, in a way.

When did you first consider yourself a writer?
I’ve always written. It’s something I’ve done most of my life. But that didn’t make me a writer. It made me someone who writes. Then I wrote and broadcast stories on Radio France, and I was a writer…of sorts. But I finally was able to say I was a real writer when my first book was accepted by a publisher, and the contract arrived in the mail. It was an exciting, heady moment, particularly because I’d waited years for it to happen.

If you could do your journey to getting published all over again, is there anything you’d do differently?
Nope. It was long, it was hard, and getting rejections was good training. It made me refine my style.

How many books have you written? Do you have a favorite?
Here’s a story: many years ago, I was being interviewed by a journalist for one of my (contemporary art) shows, and he happened to mention he wrote books. He was working on his seventh book at the time — the first six had been rejected. But the rejections didn’t stop him because the first few had been form letters, but last two had been personal letters from the publisher. He said that he now knew he was refining his craft and gaining the publisher’s respect. He was pretty sure the seventh, or the eight, or the ninth book would finally be accepted for publication, and he’d be a real writer.

I don’t remember his name and I don’t know if he succeeded, but his story stuck with me. When I started writing whole books, they were all refused. How many did I write? At least eight or nine. I consider those books my apprenticeship, and when I look at them now, they really were fairly bad. But I remembered that journalist’s story, and I kept at it. I’ve now had six books published, and I know I’ve done a decent job of writing them. So the struggle was worth it. A favorite? Well, they’re all in different genres, so they can’t be compared. Besides, you aren’t supposed to love one of your children more than the others, are you?
 
Are you a plotter or a pantser?
Definitely a plotter. If I don’t know what I’m writing and why; if I don’t have something I want to say to people, to share with them, then what’s the point? That doesn’t mean that I know all the  wonderful twists and turns of the plot, but I know where I’m headed.

What’s one thing readers would be surprised to learn about you?
I can’t think of one specific thing, but I suppose people would be surprised at my life so far. I’ve lived in many different countries and in many different ways: in a car in Paris; out in an isolated and haunted stone cottage on the English moors; in a fifteenth century Bavarian castle; in a mud house in Hungary; and now, I’m in a seventeenth century former inn in the west of France. I’ve been a belly dancer in Turkey, a newspaper seller in Greece, a painter of murals in the Sahara, a radio broadcaster in France, an actress, an artist, a photographer etc.

What’s your writing routine like?
When I’m working on a book, I wake at five, go at it until noon. After that, I do something else entirely.

What makes a book great in your eyes?
Wonderful, original style, humor, original ideas and intelligent characters.

What do you like to do when you’re not writing?
I’m a classical musician. I play in two orchestras, one symphonic, one baroque, and two chamber groups. I play the oboe, the oboe d’amore and the English horn.

How about some fun questions. Let’s do some favorites:

Favorite car? Well…for me a car is a means of transportation. No favorites (I don’t know one from the other anyway.)
Favorite scent? I adore the way my dogs and cats smell: warm and furry.
Favorite movie? I haven’t been to a movie in years and years and years. I have never owned a television. I don’t know the names of film actors or actresses. I did tell you I was anachronistic.
Favorite dish/food? Nothing fancy, really. A nice glass of wine, some warm toast and salty butter, a good romaine lettuce salad with freshly shredded parmesan, fresh garlic, good olive oil and homemade wine vinegar.
Favorite superhero? Don’t know any. Do they exist? Really? Actually, my heroes are probably very much like yours, Joanne: strong, sensitive, good neighbours and good friends. My heroines are like yours too: real people with real emotions, not vampire slayers.
Favorite candy? Good, pure black chocolate.

About the Author:
Born in New York, raised in Toronto, J. Arlene Culiner has spent most of her life in England, Germany, Turkey, Greece, Hungary and the Sahara. She now resides in a 400-year-old former inn in a French village of no real interest. Much to everyone's dismay, she protects all living creatures -- especially spiders and snakes -- and her wild (or wildlife) garden is a classified butterfly and bird reserve. 

Blurb for A Swan’s Sweet Song:

The instant Sherry and Carston meet, there’s desire and fascination in the air…but they’re complete opposites.

Smart-talking Sherry fought her way up from poverty to stardom as a country music singer. Now, she’s ever in the limelight, ever surrounded by clamoring fans, male admirers, and paparazzi, and her spangled cowboy boots carry her all across the country, from one brightly lit stage to the next.

A renowned but reclusive playwright, Carston cherishes his freedom, the silence of his home in the woods, and his solitary country walks. Any long-term commitment is obviously out of the question: how about a quick and passionate fling?

But when their names are linked in the scandal press, Sherry’s plans to become an actress are revealed. Is their budding relationship doomed?


Buy links: The Wild Rose Press -- Amazon -- B&N

Friday, January 30, 2015

Cover Reveal: Her Soldier's Touch #romance #coverlove @Crimson_Romance

Oh my gosh. I'm stupid excited to be able to share the new cover for my upcoming release, Her Soldier's Touch. 

Releasing March 16 from Crimson Romance 

A retired army vet is determined to prove he’s the one man she can rely on, but can she trust him with her heart and her child?


This book was the book of my heart. It contains dark themes, and I have to admit, I'm excited and nervous about its release. Far too much of me ended up on these pages. This blurb is my own and not official yet, so it may change, but at least it'll give you an idea of the story:

Rachel Madison doesn’t believe in love. Experience has taught her the only person she can truly rely on is herself. What she wants most in the world is to give her son the life she never had growing up. In order to do that, she must put her faith in a man who once walked out on her and tell him he’s her son’s father.

Retired from the service, U.S. Army Sergeant First Class Colton Taylor has come home to bury his baby brother. Nobody is more surprised than him to see Rachel waiting for him at the airport. He regrets nothing more than the morning he walked away from her, but having grown up in an abusive home, Colt puts limits on all his relationships. Deep inside lives the fear that one day he’ll turn out like the old man.

When he discovers he has a son, Colt knows this is the chance he’s been waiting for. He’s determined to prove to himself he’s nothing like his father and to convince Rachel he’s the one man she can rely on. When a drug dealer crops up from his brother’s dark past, threatening their son, Colt and Rachel are forced to face their demons and each other. Can they find their way out of the dark together? Or will it tear them apart for good?



I also don't have any links yet, as we're still in the editing phase, but you can watch for it one of two ways:

1: "Follow" my profile on Amazon (it's right beneath my picture).

2. Sign up for my newsletter. I'll be sending one out as soon as I get links and an official blurb.