Tuesday 30 April 2019

Agent query response: “Publishing is subjective.”


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The full quote from an agent I recently queried was: “As you know, publishing is subjective and it's entirely possible you'll find another agent able to prove me wrong.”

Just like all things writing related, the process of finding an agent has been an exercise in skin toughening. So far all I have gotten are rejections with the same general statement about subjectivity. But I know (said with hand fisted in the air and true belief) that I will get someone who likes the book and wants to be my agent. Not only that, but they will work their behinds off to get the book a great deal. Henceforth proving those nay sayers  wrong.

In the meantime I am revising the story, layering it with drama and having yet another beta reader take a look at it before sending it out to another round of agents. Wish me luck.

This post was sparked by a book club that I belong to. We read a very highly anticipated book of short stories. Most of the stories were speculative fiction, which was outside of my comfort zone and yet because the writing and storytelling was good, I still enjoyed most of the stories. Basically the ones I could understand.

Anyway, the group seemed to have disliked the book and I can’t understand how they could have such strong negative emotions about it. 

And then the comment from the agents hit me.

Subjectivity.

It comes as a part of life. Everything we do, see, touch, etc. has a subjective connotation to it because our perspective is the only one that is who we are. This is why a few reviewers will detest a book that so many others loved. It’s a part of life, just like taxes (paying or evading).

Other people’s opinions, whether good or bad, can’t be taken personally. In the end it is the individual’s own feeling on the topic that counts.

Lesson learned. Hopefully, I’ll accept it as my true belief so that the rejections that are part of being an author don’t hit so hard.

Friday 26 April 2019

Cover Reveal: Wickedly It Begins by Cathrina Constantine

I'm excited to present the cover to Wickedly It Begins,  a prequel to a series I have fallen in love with. Wickedly They Come and Wickedly They Dream. Awesome books.



Blurb 
One fateful night will change their lives forever.

Seeley is born a hunter. God’s warrior. She’s endowed with inexplicable gifts to slay creatures and demons threatening human’s. Alongside her guardian angel, Ezekiel, she will face unimaginable trials and tribulations.

Jack Chase was born an orphan. Kicked from foster home to foster home, he lands with a couple who worships Satan. He succumbs to their diabolical rituals, and learns he also has extraordinary talents. Wealthy, Asa Trebane, and leader of the Black Order of the Cult locates this teenager he’s heard much about. He takes Jack under his wing and into his home.

A mysterious pull leads Jack to Seeley. A pull neither of them can resist.

Wednesday 17 April 2019

Review: Engaging the Enemy (The Bourbon Brothers #3) by Reese Ryan


The Blurb
'That's the deal, Abbott. Take it...or leave it.' How far will an ambitious heir go to secure his future?

Parker Abbott will do whatever it takes to be the next CEO of King's Finest Distillery, even play fake fiancé to his childhood nemesis, Kayleigh Jemison. Yet as he and the fiery redhead get reacquainted, sparks fly and real passion emerges. But when her ex wants a second chance, who will Kayleigh choose?


My Review
I jumped into the series with this book and now I think I’ll have to go back to read the first two. The secondary characters were so engaging that I want to read their stories, too.

I really liked how much Kayleigh loved experiencing life. The saying about a woman scorned came to mind when we learned how he had hurt her when they were younger. Kayleigh was an active woman who had had to deal with a childhood that wasn’t ideal. Yet she made the most of it and became a successful jewelry maker.
Parker. Oh, my goodness, a finer nerd I have never read. He was initially stiff and unyielding. Many times I found myself shaking my head at his antics.

Fireworks exploded when these two came together. At first it was the kind that wanted to cause collateral damage, and then it became the sort that induced passion. It took a while for the chemistry to come to life between these two, but when it did, it was amazing. They brought out the best in each other and pushed each other to grow which pleased me.

There was one thing that lacked closure, and that was about Kayleigh’s sister. Maybe shell get her own story. Otherwise I was a happy romance reader with a glorious happily-ever-after that I’m still smiling about. 

I give this book five out of five bike shaped chocolate bars.

I was given a copy of this book for an honest review.

Monday 15 April 2019

Spotlight and Giveaway: Dukes by the Dozen




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What's better than a dashing duke? A dozen of them! In this case, a baker's dozen--thirteen of your favorite historical romance authors have
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Duke in Winter by Alyssa Alexander
February - The Difference One Duke Makes by Elizabeth Essex
March - Discovering the Duke by Madeline Martin

April - The Duke and the April Flowers by Grace Burrowes
May - Love Letters from a Duke by Gina Conkle
June - Her Perfect Duke by Ella Quinn
July - How to Ditch a Duke by May McGoldrick
August - To Tempt A Highland Duke by Bronwen Evans
September - Duke in Search of a Duchess by Jennifer Ashley
October - Dear Duke by Anna Harrington
November - Must Love Duke by Heather Snow
December - The Mistletoe Duke by Sabrina York
January - Dueling with the Duke by Eileen Dreyer


Read an Excerpt


from The Duke and the April Flowers
By Grace Burrowes
April



***Henning, Duke of Clonmere is bound by a promise made by his late father. He must marry one of the Earl of Falmouth’s daughters, though only the oldest, Lady Iris, who considers herself on the shelf, interests Clonmere… In fact, she fascinates him. ***

           
“The waltz will start soon,” Iris said. “We should be going inside.”
          
His Grace of Clonmere remained on the bench beside her. “Might I confide a secret? I’m all waltzed out. I have no more waltzes, minuets, quadrilles, gavottes or Roger de Coverley’s in me. Not tonight. Your sisters have worn me to flinders.”
           
I want my waltz. And yet, Iris was also relieved. To twirl around in Clonmere’s arms, pretending to be merely amused, pretending to merely enjoy what Iris would instead be savoring and resenting and treasuring…. Clonmere’s demurral was in truth a reprieve.
           
“My sisters thrive on society’s entertainments. You will have a waltzing duchess, Your Grace. Best accommodate yourself to that reality now, even if it’s not precisely what you wish for.”
           
Clonmere plucked a flower from the urn beside the bench. “What do you wish for? If you had a fairy godmother, and she granted you a wish-come-true, what would it be, Lady Iris?”
           
Just as the duke was out of waltzes, Iris was out of witty rejoinders. The plain, honest truth begged to be spoken, if only this once, if only to a man making conversation to avoid the ballroom.
           
“A wish? My deepest, most secret wish?”
           
“The wish your heart whispers as you drift into dreams, that wish.”
           
To not end up with cat hair all over my life. To not be a burden on my family. To never… but those wishes were all in the negative. What did Iris wish for affirmatively? She had the sense Clonmere would wait for her answer until Michaelmas, though by then he’d be married to some sister or other.
           
“I wish that a worthy man would regard me, the true me, as the fulfillment of some of his dreams, Your Grace. Not all, of course, just as I wouldn’t expect him to be the sum total of my life either. I was raised to anticipate that I’d find a partner though, and I’m not ashamed to long for it. I wish that man would find me, and kiss me as if all the love in his heart had finally found a home, and as if all the love in my heart was his dearest treasure. Just once, I’d like to experience such a kiss.”
           
The admission surprised her, but also came as something of a relief. Twenty-six was not ancient, and longing for somebody to love was purely human.
           
“You are very brave,” Clonmere said, rising. “Very fierce.”
Now he was ready to return to the ballroom? “I am neither.”
He offered his hand—not his arm—and Iris rose. She’d confided much more than she’d intended, but the recitation had given her courage. She would not slink off to Surrey, she would not consign herself to the company of dyspeptic cats and literary spinsters.
           
“Where are we going?” she asked, for the duke was not taking her in the direction of the ballroom.
           
“What matters one more waltz, when I can make a lady’s wish come true?” He came to a halt toward the back of the garden. The sound of the ballroom faded to a distant roar, moonlight glinted on a trickle of water splashing from a fountain sculpted into the shape of a blooming rose.
           
“I must make my own wish come true,” Iris said.
           
Clonmere shifted his grip on Iris’s hand, linking their fingers. “On Saturday, I will choose which of Falmouth’s daughters to court. From that day forward, I will be devoted to her and only to her, if she’ll have me. I must make my choice in a manner that offers none of your sisters insult, or the woman I choose for my duchess will forever regret that she caused her siblings to suffer. Jealousy among siblings is the very devil, and I won’t be the cause of it in my wife’s family.”
           
He was trying to make some point, but Iris grasped only the first part of his declaration. “You have not yet made your choice. You aren’t devoted to anybody yet.”
           
“Precisely.” He took off his gloves, a curious thing to do when the supper was still a set of dances away. “I am free to behave as I please, and I please to make your one, honest wish come true—if I may?”
           
A peculiar sensation welled from Iris’s middle, part glee, part terror. “You’d like to kiss me?”
           
“That was your wish.”
           
Her wish had involved a particular kind of kiss, which Clonmere couldn’t possibly deliver.
           
She nodded.
           
He framed her face in the warmth of his hands. “Then… as you wish, my lady.”

                                                         About the Author:
New York Times Bestselling, award-winning author Eileen Dreyer has published 40 novels and 10 short stories under her name and that of her evil twin, Kathleen Korbel in contemporary romance, paranormal romance, historical romance, romantic suspense, mystery and medical forensic suspense. A proud member of RWA's Hall of FAME, she also has numerous awards from RT BookLovers and an Anthony nomination for mystery. She is now focusing on what she calls historic romantic adventure in her DRAKE'S RAKES series. A native of St. Louis, she still lives there with her family. She has animals but refuses to subject them to the limelight.





Wednesday 10 April 2019

Review: Friday Black by Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah




In the stories of Adjei-Brenyah’s debut, an amusement park lets players enter augmented reality to hunt terrorists or shoot intruders played by minority actors, a school shooting results in both the victim and gunman stuck in a shared purgatory, and an author sells his soul to a many-tongued god.

Adjei-Brenyah's writing will grab you, haunt you, enrage, and invigorate you. By placing ordinary characters in extraordinary situations, Adjei-Brenyah reveals the violence, injustice, and painful absurdities that black men and women contend with every day. These stories tackle urgent instances of racism and cultural unrest and explore the many ways we fight for humanity in an unforgiving world. 




My Review
An anthology of short stories that both were and weren’t interconnected. The writing was very good. I didn’t care for all of the stories, maybe because I didn’t “get” them, but I appreciated at least one aspect of each tale. Some of the stories made me angry at the situations that the characters were forced to endure. Through his use of speculative fiction, the stories tackle pertinent racial issues.

My favorite stories included:
Zimmerland which left me angry and sad at the state that humanity has lowered itself to. Yet hopeful because the protagonist attempted to evoke a change, even though he wasn’t listened to, at least he tried.

Things My Mother Taught Me was a touching story about a mother who was trying to do right by her child, even though she didn’t have the resources to do so.

Through the Flash was a story I didn’t completely understand the meaning of, but found engaging. The protagonist in the story was a woman infused with incredible strength and speed. She did horrible things with this strength until she changed. Unfortunately we didn’t find out why she became a better person, maybe it is just something that happens when you live a lifetime in an apocalyptic loop that can’t be escaped.  She overcame her external fear only to internalize it: “I’m not afraid anymore. I’m only scared of me.” At any point she could have lost control and regressed to the terror she’d been. Her fear was justified.

I give this book four out of five knife shaped chocolate bars. 

 I bought my copy through the Ghana Must Read Book Club. It is available at  Amazon

Tuesday 9 April 2019

Guest Blog and Giveaway: Make Me a Match (Soul Mate Tree Series) by Mackenzie Lucas



GENRE: Fantasy

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Where Do Ideas Come From 
Non-writers ask me all the time, where do you get your ideas from? Amazon sends me a Box-Of-Fresh-Ideas-A-Week. Like clockwork. Snort. Just kidding. Seriously, ideas come from everywhere if you’re a writer or creative type. I could be from headlines in a newspaper or the local news. A random bit of conversation overheard on the subway or at the table next to me at my favorite Thai restaurant. Sometimes, an idea forms out of an unfinished story or a snippet of someone’s life journey and I ask myself, … what if? What if it hadn’t happened quite that way. What if x happened instead? And then I’m off to the races. Or, yet other times, I watch a movie or see a television show and it doesn’t end the way I’d like. That, too, will send me down the story path to develop a brand new tale with characters known only to me traveling a similar, yet wholly different path. Other times, story ideas come from brainstorming sessions with my writing friends. During these magical times, I’m usually stuck. I’ve developed an idea and my back is to the wall. I can’t see my way out to a happy ending. No how. No way. That’s when a friend, who thinks totally differently than I do, says what if your heroine did this? Or what if this problem arose from that consequence? Hot, damn. Then all of a sudden, what I thought was a concrete wall behind me opens up to a brand new vista and again the story is on its way to an exciting new conclusion. So, there’s no one good place to get ideas. They come from life, from living. It’s the beauty and the curse of being a writer. And I wouldn’t give it up for anything in the world.


BLURB:

Widower Mark Cage is rusty at relationships. He owns the micro-brewery that supplies
the restaurant and bar at St. Augustine's premiere spa resort, Essence, with its award
winning local craft beer. And he’s been focused on building his business and raising
his teenage daughter ever since his wife died ten years ago. Nothing else.

When he runs into a sweet kindergarten teacher who is vacationing in St. Augustine
and staying at Essence everything changes. A sudden, inexplicable encounter with a mystical tree
known for its legend of bringing lovers together, convinces Mark the schoolteacher is
his destined match. However, his encounters are disastrous.

His only hope of persuading the woman he wants to even consider a date with him is
working with Essence’s on-site relationship guru, Athena Sullivan. A reknowned relationship coach, Athena is the opposite of everything Mark wants in a woman. She’s feisty,
independent, and challenges him at every turn. Sparks fly between the two from their
first meeting and flare into a blazing inferno as Athena helps him navigate the dating scene.

After a series of too-perfect, mis-queued dates, Mark realizes maybe the woman of his
dreams is not a sweet schoolteacher after all. Maybe she’s a feisty, independent, sexy relationship coach who stands up to him and is everything he’s always wanted or needed in a woman.

If he opens himself up to true love, he might just find second chances at love are possible and that his perfect soul mate is closer than he thinks.

EXCERPT

Two days later Jamie came bounding into his office at Ancient City Brewery. “Hey, Daddy-o.”

“Uh oh. She wants something,” Mark commented to no one in particular as he pushed away the stack of invoices in front of him. Running a brewery was work he didn’t usually mind. Today, though, his focus was shot. “What do you need now, dollface?”

“Nope. I don’t want anything. I’ve got something for you. It’s a surprise.” She waved a folder in his face.

He went to grab for it and she snatched it back. “Hold on. Not so fast.”

Mark settled back into his chair and laced his hands behind his head, prepared to wait for the reveal. “Okay, so what’s this all about?”

“Weeeeeeeell. It’s good for you, but you’re not gonna like it.”

“Sounds like what I used to tell you about eating your Brussel sprouts and broccoli.”

“Eww.” Her face comically contorted. “You don’t need to get nasty.”

Amazing. The girl still hated broccoli and Brussel sprouts to this day.

“It’s in no way as bad as Brussel sprouts.” She blessed him with one of her brightest smiles. He was in so much trouble.

“This is going to be bad.” He groaned. “Out with it. What is it? College is ten grand more? You want to go to school in the Grand Caymans?”

“Can I? Is that a possibility?”

“Ah, no, not even a chance. You’ve been accepted into the University of Virginia. That’s where you’re going.”

She pretended to pout for a few moments, then smiled. “Okay. Charlottesville it is, then. Sooooo. Ready for your surprise?”

“Girl, you better share before you burst.”

She studied him warily. “All right. So. Here’s the deal. I bought something . . .”

“This never ends well for a man.” Mark sighed and pulled at his ear. “How much did you spend?”

“For me, what is a mini-fortune.”

Mark groaned. “How much?”

“A thousand dollars.”

His front chair legs slammed to the concrete floor. “You what?”

“Now, listen. It’s a good cause.” Her face started to get red. “And, well, I spent my own money.”

“Jamie, what money?”

“I work part-time.”

“Yes, and you were saving your money for school. Books and such.”

“Right.” Her gaze skittered away. “I’ll get by. Most of the books are online anyway these days.”

“What did you spend the money on?”

“I told you, I spent it on you.”

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Mackenzie Lucas is an avid reader of genre fiction. She writes contemporary and paranormal romance, and listens to an eclectic mix of music. She loves a good story, whether it’s an erotic short, a full-length romance novel, or the narrative slice-of-life found in country music. In any story, emotional integrity and authenticity are most important to her as well as a big dose of romping hot sexual tension. She enjoys smart-mouthed, sexy heroines, hunky alpha heroes who know how to take care of their women, and plot twists that surprise her, but most of all, she just wants to experience the satisfying emotional arc of a character falling in love and finding what he or she needs most in life.

Mac is a small-town country girl with a world-traveler’s heart. She grew up in the Allegheny Mountains of Pennsylvania and she’s lived in Dublin, Ireland, within spitting distance of New York City in Long Island, and now in the Washington, D.C. area. She obtained her undergraduate degree in English Literature from Dickinson College and received her M.F.A. in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University. She’s currently an author for Soul Mate Publishing and is represented by Otis and Mackintosh Literary Agency.
With Mackenzie Lucas—whether you’re reading her light paranormal romance or her small-town-based contemporary romance—you’ll always find a heart-warming love story about connectedness, community, and emotional authenticity. And, no, it doesn’t hurt that all her heroes are panty-melting gorgeous alphas and all their sexy, sensually aware heroines know how to stand up to them, give no quarter, and love them just as they are.
Watch for new titles by Mackenzie Lucas.
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Sunday 7 April 2019

Review: Expecting Ty's Baby (From Ghana With Love, Book2) by Empi Baryeh


The Blurb
Abandoned by her father at a young age, beauty therapist, Patricia Owusu, has learned the hard way that men can’t be relied on. She’s determined to make it on her own without falling into the cultural trappings of marriage. However, when she finds herself pregnant after a torrid love affair with African-American financial consultant, Ty Webber, she discovers one man’s resolve to stick around.

When Ty discovers Patricia is carrying his baby, he offers marriage, because real men take responsibility for their actions. He isn’t prepared for Patricia’s stubborn determination to make it on her own. But nothing will prevent him from claiming his child or the woman he considers his.

Can Ty convince Patricia to take a chance on him to help provide a loving home for their baby, or will Patricia’s mistrust lead her to miss out on true love and rob her child of the type of father she never had? 

My Review
I’ve waited a long time for the second book in the From Ghana with Love series. As much as I liked book 1, I enjoyed book 2 even more. Both Ty and Patricia have histories that do not make for them having a favorable extended relationship, much less a baby. Yet the two were perfect for each other.

They had a fierce attraction, shared a lot in common, and complimented each other. The baby brought a complication they hadn’t expected. I wonder if they would’ve realized this if they hadn’t accidentally gotten pregnant. I have a feeling they would have because they just seemed so right for each other. You know a story is engaging when you speculate about possible outcomes of the character’s lives.

I liked the way Ms. Baryeh slipped in cultural information about Ghana through the experiences of the characters. Enlightening.  

I give this book five out of five maternity dress shaped chocolate bars.

I purchased my copy from AmazonUK