Today I'm jumping up and down excited. Melissa Groeling has come to take over my blog to make our Mondays extra special. She is so cool. And no I did not mislead you with the title of the post. What Melissa has to talk about is pretty darn important.
Even though hundreds of miles separate us, Nana Prah and
I have connected not only through our writing and love of books. But also
through…
Cupcakes!
Oh, it’s a torturous
relationship we have for sure. However, I don’t come across too many people who
share the same passion and hunger towards those scrumptious little cakes of
cups as Nana does. Over cyberspace, we share pictures,
pictures and more pictures of tasty, baked, icing-covered goodness, some
decorated too lovely to eat while others can be devoured in one-two bites.
And as you might’ve guessed, our unshakeable love for
these cupcakes bled into our stories. Prah’s romance, Midwife of Destiny, features her main character as a serious lover of all things decadent and
sweet. On the flip side, my thriller, Lights
Out, may not be all that sweet but I’ve managed to sneak in some tasty
goodness because really, what’s life if you’re not eating something good?
Excerpt
He closed his eyes, trying to get his heart rate back to a normal
rhythm. His eyes slid open to find Ethan still looking at him, somehow ignoring
the tasty-looking scone in front of him. There was a cup of hot chocolate at
his elbow.
“Go ahead. Eat,” Paul said softly.
Ethan’s mouth twisted and he turned his head slightly to one side.
He looked so young inside that robe, it made Paul’s chest ache harder than when
his heart had been knocking against his rib cage.
“Are you all right?” Ethan murmured.
Paul bit the inside of his cheek, forcing himself to nod. He took
big sip of tea so he wouldn’t have to say anything, wincing as it seared his
tongue.
Two plates of scrambled eggs and cheese were set on the table
followed by two glasses of orange juice. Paul glanced up at Edna who was
watching him reproachfully.
“Thank you,” he said, hoping it would appease her at least a
little bit.
Of course, it didn’t as her mouth turned down even farther at the
corners.
“What the hell is going on with you, boy? You trying to give me
more gray hairs?”
“Please don’t call me boy. My name is Paul,” he said wearily,
rubbing his forehead with his fingertips.
“Oh, excuse me.” She took a step back. “Paul. What the hell is
going on with you?”
“Nothing.”
“Bullshit. Pardon my language, Ethan,” she added, looking over at
him with a quick smile.
Paul scowled. “Nice to know you two have been bonding.”
“Well, there was nothing else for him to do while you were
upstairs, dead to the world. Now are you going to explain to me why the hell
you ran into my kitchen like you were being chased by a pack of wild dogs?”
“You don’t need to know.”
There was a moment of silence and Paul kept his eyes on the table
top, ignoring the eggs. At least he was trying to as his stomach growled and
protested to be fed.
“Is there someone after you?” Edna asked, her voice low.
Paul’s jaw flexed.
Blurb
Even when the lights are out, he can still see you…
Paul Holten’s profession doesn’t
leave much room for doubt or conscience but he’s reaching his breaking point.
The nightmares are getting worse, the jobs are getting harder to finish and the
volatile relationship with his boss, Aaron, is falling apart. Now faced with the
possibility of an impending death sentence, Paul makes the fatal decision to
run. Drawn into one hellish situation after another, he’s forced to confront
his dark past---and wonder if perhaps dying isn’t the better option.
About the Author
Melissa
Groeling graduated from Bloomsburg University with a degree in English. She
lives, reads and writes in the Philadelphia region and wherever else life
happens to send her. She is a hardcore New York Giants fan and loves chocolate.
Lights Out is her second novel to date.
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Links and Contact Information:
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/melissa.groeling
Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/stringbean10
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/379110
How cool that you two can obsess over cupcakes together! :)
ReplyDeleteYes, Heather. It's a sign of true bonding.
DeleteI can't really think of anything more important than cupcakes :)
ReplyDeleteYou are now part of the cupcake club, Sarah. Welcome.
DeleteMelissa and Nana, you two crack me up with your cupcake 'wars." :) Great post and Lights Out is a great read!
ReplyDeleteI think we might be easing into a cupcake peace treaty soon.
DeleteAll right! More cupcake club members! Thanks so much Debster! And thanks to you Nana for having me on your awesome blog today! *hugs*
ReplyDeleteI hope you know I'll always have my cupcake sister on my blog. You can take it over anytime you want.
DeleteI love cup cakes too but I must watch the weight.
ReplyDeleteCupcakes and chocolate are the reasons I exercise.
DeleteNot more cupcakes. My poor waistline. Congratulations to Melissa!
ReplyDeleteLol, Kiru.
DeleteThank you Kiru :) And Nana---you'll always be welcome on my blog! Just say the word and I shall wait for you with a cupcake and a smile! In the words of Anne Shirley of Anne of Green Gables---"we are kindred cupcake spirits." Oh wait a second, I don't think she said "cupcake" did she? Maybe it was just "kindred spirits"...Well, you know what? She should've said "cupcake" because you know what? It sounds more awesome. :) Ok now I'm babbling so I'll stop now!
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