Friday, December 6, 2013

I promised you a cover reveal - TADA!!!!

Tomorrow, Sunday, December 8, 2013, is the release date for the newest of the Harper's Cove novellas, Becca and Greg at 314 Harper's Cove. And so, for your viewing pleasure, here's the cover.

Pretty, huh? I think you'll like this one. Unlike the first one, written in Karen's voice, this one is rather sweet as Becca tells it. It was fun to write because of the difference in the voice.

Look for the novella tomorrow morning (barring any unforeseen problem, like Amazon). It's only $.99 and it's available in every format known to man from your favorite retailer. Just search for my name and you'll find it and all of my other titles too.

Happy reading!

This is the part I hate

Of winter, that is. I hate the messy stuff, how cold it gets, not being able to get out because they've practically told us they'll jail us if we're out driving around. I hate all of that. But I don't have anywhere I have to be for the next three days, so I guess it's not a big deal.

That means I'll get a lot of writing done! I've almost got the entire third novella in the Harper's Cove series done. I've also gotten quite a bit of the independent novel Adventurous Me done, and it's really good. I'll probably finish it and Donna and Connor at 228 Harper's Cove over the weekend. I've got plenty of proofing and editing work to be done, so I don't have a shortage of things to work on. In the 13-year-old work that turned up on Halloween night I've got three more novels besides The Celtic Fan that will eventually be completed, not to mention The Witch of Endor series.

Maybe I'm looking at this all wrong. Maybe I need a few more days of icy isolation. You might get a lot more to read a lot faster that way!

Speaking of which, tomorrow will be the cover reveal for Becca and Greg at 314 Harper's Cove, and it's being released on Sunday. Now there's something to do when you're trapped inside!


Thursday, December 5, 2013

What? Nobody wanted an excerpt?

Well, except for those of you who came over to read it? I'm a little surprised. Perhaps I didn't give you enough notice, or you're so busy going out to get bread and milk that you didn't have time.

I'm over halfway done with the third Harper's Cove book. I'm not wasting any time here, people.

Something odd happened today, though. Up until now, I haven't sold enough on B&N to be there, and I was thinking of killing off that setup and going KDP Select. Lo and behold, I checked my Nook account today and I'd sold more there than on Kindle! I don't know what's up with that, but I LIKE IT.

So no KDP Select for right now. I'll see if that trend continues and, if it does, I'll just hang in there. You just never know.

But if you'll come back, I'll give you an excerpt from something on Friday. If I have Internet. Which I may not if the ice storm gets me. We'll see, huh? And don't forget, the next Harper's Cove book comes out Sunday - cover reveal on Saturday!

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

I know you'd like an excerpt. Am I right?

Have you ever had one of those days? You know, you think things are going pretty good, and then, in one split second, it all falls apart? I had one of those days today. I won't burden you with the details until I know more, but suffice it to say tomorrow will be a nerve-wracking day.

On a brighter note, I think I'm about to get the artwork for the cover of The Celtic Fan sewn up.

And remember, there will be a cover reveal on Saturday and another Harper's Cove novella out on Sunday. Want an excerpt? Here's one from Becca and Greg at 314 Harper's Cove.


   Work has been brutal. I’m exhausted all the time, and I only work three days a week. If I worked full-time for them, I’d probably be dead by now.
   As soon as I get in the house, I draw all the blinds. Then I go to the bedroom and take off everything. Next I put on my thin leather collar – I feel naked without it – and go into the den.
It’s the room that’s off-limits to anyone who happens to come to the house. My cage is in there. So are our St. Andrew’s cross, bondage furniture, and Greg’s tools. No one would understand, so they can just stay out. He had that St. Andrew’s made especially for me.
   Today I’m just so damned tired that I look at the cage with longing. I know I need to go in the kitchen and go through the refrigerator, but I just can’t. I could take a short nap though . . .
   I crawl into my cage. The mattress Greg had made for it is really comfy, and there are a couple of blankets in it and my pillow. Once I’m in the cage, everything starts to slow down and I start to calm. It’s amazing, really. I check – yeah, my robe is right by the door in case someone rings the bell. It would probably be that damn Gloria.
   Suddenly, I hear the front door. I look at the clock across the room – I’ve been asleep for two hours! I know this won’t be pretty. It’s too late – I rush out to see Greg in the doorway, looking around for me. I’m supposed to be in position beside the door when he comes in, unless I’m doing something that keeps me from hearing the car alarm, but I’m sure it’s obvious by looking at me that I’ve been asleep. Skittering across the room, I drop to my knees, then lean forward until my breasts are on the floor, my torso straight and flat as I can make it, arms straight out. And I wait.
   I hear him moving around but, unless I crane my neck uncomfortably, I can’t see him. He comes back to me and kneels in front of me. “And you were where when I came through the door, slave?” He calls me My Love, but in front of others, he calls me Angel. I love both names. I’m hoping he’ll call me one of them, but he’s disappointed in me, so I just get slave.
   “In my cage, My Master. I’m sorry, My Master. I was so tired.” A look passes over his face and I see him head for the kitchen. My world is about to be turned upside-down. When I hear the refrigerator door open, I feel sick.
   “What is this?” He’s frowning and I feel his disapproval like a stone on my head. “It’s been in here since last week. Slave, I don’t ask too much of you . . .”
   “No, sir, you do not.”
   “Do not interrupt me! Today was the day, and this was not done. You know how I feel about old food.” I cringe and wonder what he’ll do to me. “On your feet. Follow me.” It takes me a bit to rise – I’m not eighteen anymore – and follow him to the den. “Climb on up facing outward,” he instructs me, pointing at the St. Andrew’s. I wonder what’s about to happen.
   He straps me in. This cross was made especially for me so that the junction of the cross falls right behind my waist. Sometimes he binds only my wrists, sometimes wrists and ankles. Today he binds my wrists and ankles, then pulls the straps up from the center and binds my waist to the cross. But I shudder when he brings out a ball gag and fastens it in place, then draws the binding up from the main support and around my neck. When it’s fastened, I’ll be completely immobilized and unable to speak. Once he’s got all of the bindings fastened, he turns to the chest and rummages around. When he pulls out his choice, I nearly faint.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Working, working, working

My car has not left the driveway since Friday when I came home from the gym. And the amount of work I've gotten done is staggering.

I launched the first Harper's Cove book and the second one will come out this coming weekend. I finished the third book in the Love Under Construction series and have been editing it here and there. I've started work on the third Harper's Cove book. I've worked on one of the independent novels I'm writing (it's called Adventurous Me). I've done some character studies for some of the characters in upcoming books. I've been contemplating designs for new covers. Did some updating on the blog and my website.

To quote a character from the popular trilogy written by a British author, "Holy crap!" I've been busy.

And I'm tired. But they're coming along nicely. I don't really want to stop, but I have to sleep sometime. Or do I? Okay, now I'm just getting slappy (you know, slap + happy = slappy). So it's off to bed for me, then I'll get up tomorrow and start all over again.


Monday, December 2, 2013

Hmmmmm . . .

It has been a very long day. I'm not sure why it's seemed to tedious. Maybe it's because the books I've finished are either launched or ready to be launched and I'm not under a deadline. I don't know. But I've got five more I'm working on, and more behind them. I need a vacation.

But if I took one, I'd just drag my laptop with me and work while I was there. So there's no point, right? Might as well just stay here and work.

Tomorrow is another day. And I'll probably proof and edit somewhere in the neighborhood of 300,000 words tomorrow. You know what they say:

A journalist may work from sun to sun,
But an author's work is never done.

It's true.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

It's live!

The first volume of the Harper's Cove series is live and available for sale. Thanks to everyone who made this possible (you know who you are). Next week, Becca and Greg at 314 Harper's Cove!