Saturday, May 31, 2014

Moonlit Nights Series Release and Blog Tour

San Francisco is a vibrant and beautiful city and it’s a key location in Morgan Emerson’s first two novellas in the Moonlit Nights Series. The Golden Gate Bridge is iconic and who can deny the romance when it’s lit up at night and the moon is full.

It all starts with a moonlight night and two young lovers, Sadie and Kyle, making love for the very first time as teenagers. It’s the first and only time for the pair as through a series of events they are separated. Join them in their journey to reconnect again in Talk to the Moon.

Nathan is Kyle’s best friend, and Jess is Sadie’s. But that is not the only complication in pursuing romance for these two. They couldn’t be more wrong for each other on the surface, but tell that to their raging hormones whenever they meet. Moon over the Bay follows Nathan and Jess as they discover that maybe they have more in common than they realize.

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Talk to the Moon

Summary


When Kyle Chase was eighteen, he had his life all mapped out: a business degree and a long, happy life with his childhood sweetheart. Seven years later, Kyle is still haunted by the girl who declared her everlasting love to him before disappearing without a word as soon as he left for college. With the realization that the memories are stopping him from living his life, Kyle posts an ad in hopes of making contact with the woman who broke his heart.

Sadie Long has finally found her niche in the world as an artist, years after leaving the South and her trailer-trash parents. Every month, her muse drives Sadie to create another artwork featuring a vivid full moon and the boy she left behind, and it's driving her crazy. When she comes across an ad in Craigslist’s “Missed Connections,” she knows it’s from him, and even though she’s terrified of how he might feel about what she did when they were teenagers, she has no choice but to respond to the ad.

When the truth comes out, will Kyle be able to forgive Sadie and move forward, or will they always be stuck in the past?



Excerpt

Chapter One

Kyle Chase tossed his empty beer bottle into the recycle bin on the way to grab another from the fridge, then ambled his way back outside into the night. He stretched out on the soft lounge chair and twisted the cap off his beer, taking a long pull. Because he kept the lights off on the patio, since he preferred the intimacy of the darkness, his eyes were immediately drawn to the night sky. 
The full moon hung low on the horizon making it appear larger than normal, and it glowed a dull orange thanks to the city’s pollution. Nothing obstructed his view of it. His house sat on a mountain at the southern end of the San Fernando Valley, just north of Los Angeles, and it was elevated above most other homes and the surrounding area. It had been the feature that sealed the deal on his purchasing the house with money from his inheritance, but on nights like these it was also a curse. 
Any time the moon was full, and he wasn’t distracted with work, he sat out here. Alone. Usually drinking. The damned thing always reminded Kyle of her. And even though he hated the reminder, he couldn’t help himself and was constantly tortured by the sight of it anyway. Disgusted with his line of thinking, he gulped from his beer bottle again, but didn’t move away. 
The stillness of the night was disturbed by the sound of the patio door opening behind him. 
“Hey, Chase, what’s happening?” Nathan, his roommate, asked from the doorway. “Ah, never mind. Need a refill?” 
“Sure,” Kyle mumbled. He heard the door close and then open again. 
Nathan handed over the beer before he plopped down in the chair next to Kyle’s. Both men sat in silence for a moment drinking their beers while Kyle stared at the moon and tried not to think about the past. 
“Still nothing?” Nathan asked. 
“Why do you continue to ask me that?” Kyle snapped at his best friend. 
“Well, since you found out she lives in this state, I figured that maybe she might have found out you live here too.” 
Even though Nathan was only trying to help, Kyle didn’t care where she lived. She’d known where he was when he went away to school and never bothered to contact him, so why would it matter now. He just wondered if she thought of him as he did her. 
He’d recently found out she lived in San Francisco from his dad, who had bumped into one of her cousins. Growing up in a small town outside Savannah, Georgia, it wasn’t uncommon to bump into someone, who knew someone, who was related to someone else. Her cousin had mentioned she lived in the Bay Area “trying to be a painter” or something. 
It didn’t surprise Kyle that her family was so flippant. They had no idea how talented she really was. Kyle still remembered her doodling in notebook after notebook. She’d draw anything and everything, using pencils or pens. Sometimes she’d paint or even use crayons. She said she liked the way the wax glided across the paper. They were teenagers then. Now as an adult, she was apparently trying to make a living out of something she loved. Kyle admired her . . . even as he hated her for leaving him. Well, he tried to hate her.
“Look, I doubt she even knows I’m alive, let alone living in the same state she does. She probably assumes I stayed in Miami after school or even moved back home to Georgia to be an accountant. If she wanted to find me, all she had to do was call my parents,” Kyle said with a sigh. He felt so boring compared to her. Kyle had always believed he was dark shadows while she was a mesmerizing rainbow glistening after a spring shower. 
“Well, you’d think someone would’ve told her you live in the City of Angels . . . with your incredibly handsome and talented friend as he realizes his dream of becoming an actor,” Nathan said with such dramatics it made Kyle toss his bottle cap at him. 
“You’re an ass is what you are. One commercial doesn’t make you anything special.” 
“The hell you say! I’m well on my way to an Oscar!” Nathan shook his finger at Kyle. 
“Go away. I want to wallow in my beer alone for a bit still.” 
“Fine, but maybe you should reach out to her. Look for her on Facebook or some other crap like that. I mean it’s been what? Seven years now, and you still sulk every month like a lovesick teenager.” 
Kyle shot an irritated glare at Nathan. 
“You’re twenty-five, yet you never keep a steady girlfriend, and I’ve known you since college. What’s the worst that can happen by reaching out?” Nathan asked as he stood and took Kyle’s empty bottle from him. 
Kyle sighed. He had heard it all before, so he simply grumbled his thanks and looked up at the moon again, barely noticing that Nathan had returned inside. 
Maybe Nathan was right; maybe he should search for her. It was becoming more obvious to him that something might be broken within him. Every woman he’d ever dated had always been compared to Sadie. How fair was that to him or to the women? Why did he continue to hold her up on a pedestal when she’d left him like she had? He needed to move on, and deep down he wanted to, but every month that damned moon showed up and reminded him of what he lost. Even tonight’s moon took him back to the most important time they’d spent together. 
He’d never forget the night he took Sadie to the lake near his house that late spring so many years ago. The flowers had just bloomed and the evening was still too chilly for the critters to come out. They had spread a blanket on the grassy shore and cuddled together on it before covering up with another. Kyle could still remember their conversation like it was yesterday.

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 Moon over the Bay

Summary

Nathan Wolfe is gorgeous, and your typical surfer guy with blond hair, blue eyes, and tanned muscle.  Looks like that should help him chase his dream of becoming an actor, but he’s had nothing but failed auditions for months. After confiding in his best friend that he’s been feeling a little lost, Kyle invites him to San Francisco where he’s been spending time with his girlfriend, Sadie. Nathan jumps at the chance in the hope that a change in scenery will lift his mood.

Jess Dempsey comes from a rich and influential family, and does have a liking for the finer things in life . . . like designer shoes and handbags. But she’s not your typical heiress to a fortune—she prefers to put her art history degree to work. Much to her parents’ dismay, Jess runs a successful business as an art agent, instead of taking her place in the family business. When her best friend, and most successful client, Sadie, asks a favor, Jess finds herself face to face with Nathan, and it's lust at first sight. 

But Nathan won't be anyone's playboy, he’s been there done that, and Jess has learned her lesson the hard way when it comes to pretty faces and their love of her wallet.

Excerpt

Chapter One

Nathan Wolfe dropped into the seat of his Mustang, throwing his messenger bag next to him. Another casting call, another waste of time. He was so sick of hearing the same things: you’re too tall, you’re too blond, you’re too all-American, you’re not dark enough, you’re not manly enough. He snorted. He could show those annoying casting agents a thing or two about manly. Didn’t matter anyway, Nathan would never see those people again. He was over this whole cattle-call audition process. He was starting to think he was over the whole acting thing.
He gassed it as he backed out of the parking space at the production offices in Burbank and roared toward home. Located on a mountain overlooking the San Fernando Valley, just north of L.A., it was Nathan’s favorite place. He shared the house with his best friend from college. Lately, though, it felt like he lived alone. Kyle spent all his time in San Francisco these days to be with the love of his life.
After pulling into the driveway, he was surprised to see Kyle’s Audi in the garage. Nathan smiled. Maybe a few beers with his friend would make the day better.
He climbed out of the car and walked in the side door. Kyle was sitting at the kitchen island using his phone. He was wearing a goofy grin, which of course meant he must be texting with his girlfriend.
“Hey, man, nice to see you home for a change,” Nathan teased as he sat his bag down.
“Hey, bro, how’s it going? Audition today?” Kyle asked, standing to give Nathan a welcoming hug. Something Nathan would never ever admit he needed.
“Yeah, it was crap though. Same shit as always. I’m too ‘whatever’ for the role. Today I was too ‘surfer.’ I’m kind of over it.” Nathan rolled his eyes before heading to the fridge.
“Ah man, that sucks. I’m sorry,” Kyle said absentmindedly as he went to sort through the mail.
“Eh, I’ll survive. Besides I’m almost too busy for auditions anyway. I’ve been buried with graphic-design work for a huge company website and some other marketing stuff that I almost forgot to do today.” Nathan twisted the cap off his beer and took a drink. “To be honest, I think I’m going to take a break from acting.” Nathan sighed. Kyle looked up from the mail and stared in shock.
“What? Why? I mean I know it’s been a while since you’ve had a job, but I know you’re going to land something awesome soon,” Kyle offered.
Nathan was always touched at the unwavering support Kyle gave him. They’d moved to Los Angeles after college because Nathan wanted to be an actor, and Kyle thought he could do it. Now years later, Nathan had nothing really to show for the few gigs he’d landed except his Mustang he bought with his first big check.
“Thanks man, I appreciate it. It’s been a rough couple of weeks and with you not here . . .” Nathan trailed off, shrugging. He really hated to sound needy, but Kyle and his dad were all the family Nathan had. Sure they texted all the time, but it wasn’t the same as when he and Kyle sat in the backyard and watched the sun go down. His auditions were getting to him lately; he’d even quit the dumb valet job he’d been suffering through, because hoping to get noticed by a casting agent wasn’t panning out anyway. He’d been spending more time on his graphic design business while he re-evaluated his life.
“I know . . . and I’m sorry for not being around, and now I’m packing up to head back up there tomorrow. I only came back to go into the office for some face to face meetings today,” Kyle said. Nathan fought the disappointment that flooded him. Another weekend in the house, alone.
“Hey, why don’t you come with me this weekend? I’ve got to come back for a big client meeting on Monday, so I’m not going to stay long. I even have somewhere you can stay,” Kyle said with hope in his features.

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Tour Giveaway

There will be a tour giveaway with the following prizes:

1st Prize: $10 Amazon Voucher
2nd Prize: 2 x Set of 3 e-books (Sunrise, Talk to the Moon & Moon over the Bay)
3rd Prize: $5 voucher to spend in the BDP Shop

4th Prize: Talk to the Moon e-book or Moon over the Bay e-book


About the Author

Morgan Emerson

Morgan Emerson’s a zoo keeper, a maid and a chauffeur on top of being a reader, writer and a daydreamer.  

Morgan lives in the desert, on the outskirts of Phoenix, Arizona where she and her husband try to wrangle their three small children.  Her passion for reading started as a teenager, leading her to write poetry and short stories as an adult.

She was inspired by another stay-at-home mom turned author to start writing herself, and her favorite characters are Alpha males and sassy women. 

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Pull it all down

[This post is probably going to be controversial, so I will post a caveat here, and throughout in a similar fashion, to remind you that this is my opinion only and if yours differs we can still be friends ;)]

I've mentioned before that I've written FanFiction in the past. I've written in a couple of fandoms, one of which is quite sizable and although I never blazed any major trails with it, I had a decent following and for one story in particular found a modicum of success. During various reviews, a few people suggested that they would love to see the story as a proper book. Because I was writing the story before/at the beginning of the "P2P" or pull to publish craze, I assume they were just being nice. Maybe they weren't though, maybe they would have handed over hard earned money for a polished version of the story. There are plenty of people who do, some knowingly some not. A number of best-selling books that have been released in the last few years got their start as FanFiction. [Before we go any further I need to say that while I have discussed my views on this in the past (and my opinion of it can probably be gleaned from the unintentional tone of this post), I am not here to ignite the debate of the moral or copyright rights or wrongs about the choice to publish as original a work which was originally a fan-service piece.] 

Going back to my original topic, there probably was the possibility to do a big clean and edit on one of my FanFiction stories and release it as an original novel. It certainly seems that it would have been easier than writing Through the Fire (and the rest of the Daughter of Fire / Son of Rain series), especially considering I had almost 300,000 words already written on one story/series. However, I never seriously thought of doing it. Why? Because even though my story is out of character for the particular characters I was writing and even thought it's "all-human" instead of paranormal, I was always writing the characters as the ones I loved (okay, okay, I was trying to keep things a tiny bit separate between fanfic and my originals, but for simplicity's sake for the rest of the post I'll admit that in this case, the characters were Edward and Bella, ala Twilight). In the story, Edward isn't a vampire, he isn't sparkly and he swears . . . a lot! Both he and Bella are Aussies and there is no Renesmee (there is another child, but seriously . .  Renesemee?!?!?!). See, lots of differences right? Yes and no. For me, the characters are still built on the foundation of the original characters. For every difference, there is a similarity.

When I wrote the story, I was exploring characterization and story-telling, but having two characters which the audience already loved and who were already "destined" to be together (in the minds of most readers) made it easier to push the boundaries and still have a happily ever after. I learned so many valuable lessons in plot and craft from my time writing Fanfiction, but I do not think I could do a "find and replace" of the character names to be able to call this an original story which I think is unfortunately what sometimes happens with the ones that are pulled and published. [Further caveat, I know of some which have been published which have undergone multiple rounds of edits and are, from all accounts, remarkably different stories. The following doesn't necessarily apply to those, and see above RE the fact that I'm not going to weigh into the debate about right or wrong here.]

In my opinion, there are a few reasons why something which has been written as a fanfiction often doesn't work as a stand-alone piece, which I'm going to here:

  • I have a habit of calling people by the name which they were first introduced to me. It took me almost ten years to go from calling my husband by the name which he first introduced himself to me as (Daniel) to a relatively common nickname he has (Dan). For this reason, when I've met a character as "Edward" he'll always be "Edward" to me. In my case, I might be able to change things around and find him a new name, but in my head he'll still be "Edward." 
  • FanFiction is a serial method of posting, once a day/week/month/however long a chapter goes up. The next one might not be for a while, so it's a good idea to sprinkle in a little, "What's happened up to now" the way a sit-com might but which doesn't happen in a movie. There are often redundancies written into the text which all need to be edited out to read it as a stand-alone novel.
  • The characters are already known. As I mentioned above, just by writing "Edward" and "Bella" there is the expectation by the readers for them to end up together. That might not always happen, but it damn well better if it's not marked as a different pairing. Because of this, the characters don't have to be described in detail. You can just say, this is Edward and this is Bella and the reader will fill in the blanks (in fact, I'm sure other Twilight fans already have the mental image of these two in their heads just from the mentions of their names). I even played with this in one of my stories, having my character only called "B" by Edward (which is quite a common nickname amongst fics) and it's only revealed at the very end who "B" actually is. The natural assumption by fanfiction readers is that B=Bella which made it easy to use that assumption as a ploy to draw the reader toward a "Oh wow" moment. The impact would be lost in an original story, because no one would have an image of who the person is supposed to be.  
  • This may be true of more fandoms, but in Twilight FanFiction, Edward can be the biggest bastard and people will still want to like him. He's Edward: the monster who is fighting his internal struggle to not eat the love of his existence. He's supposed to be flawed, the more flawed the better he represents the struggle of his vampiric nature, even in an all-human story. I'm not sure whether the turnaround Edward's often have in fanfiction really work outside of that. 
  • Insta-love. In fanfiction (especially the Twilight fandom) it is totally expected that Bella and Edward fall in love (see above). This means they can go from just meeting to screwing in less than a day. Again this is welcomed, sometimes even expected, because the reader is already invested in their love, having read about it through four books by Stephenie Meyer. Even in the original material, the love affair isn't that quick. Attraction yes, but attraction =/= love.
  • Little nods to source material. In every fanfic I've written or read, every single one--even the wildly out of character/all-human/alternate universe ones--there is some nod to the books, TV show or movie which inspired it. 
In reality, to properly get rid of everything that marks who the characters once were would probably be harder than just starting from scratch in new stories with my own creations. I also like to think I am a better writer now. These are just the primary reasons I personally would rather craft something that is wholly original and release it to the world. Good, bad, or otherwise, it'll be my own. Well, mostly mine; with invaluable input by others.



EDITED TO ADD: Why yes, I did end up going back and cleaning the fic mentioned in this for publishing. Hypocritical? Not really. What I did was start to edit and decided if I couldn't see a significant improvement and or/massive changes, I wouldn't do it. However, there was loads of room for new material, deleted material, and now a spin-off series. Was it hard work to strip, clean, edit, rewrite this? Yep! Was it worth it? I think so, if only for the ability to tell Phoebe's story. Do I regret it despite talking out in the past about pull to publish? Nope! I stand by my claims that I don't agree with a straight pull to publish. I have no problem however with it becoming the base for an even better story. 

Friday, May 30, 2014

Cover Reveal - Silver Strife: An Immortal Quicksilver Novel

Quicksilver is an ancient immortal warrior. One of a group of alien beings that were once pure energy, living in the void between galaxies, and who have taken mortal form to influence history.
The Purists, compelled by a zealot prophet, are immortal extremists who will use any means at their disposal to wipe out all mortal life. Qui and her Conservationist brethren have spent millions of years fighting for their survival.
In Silver Strife, Quicksilver has been reincarnated on an Earth devastated by centuries of planet-wide civil war. She awakens in the body of a human Elite named Lini: one of a race of superhumans, bred and trained by a Purist-led government to massacre the remnants of humanity. Quicksilver joins the rebel forces, despite their reluctance to trust a hated Elite, determined to take down the brutal dictatorship that has decimated the human race.
From their first meeting, she is drawn to Captain David Mitchell, the rebel officer who aided her escape from the Elite's gilded cage. Even after swearing to never love again when her last mortal lover was killed saving her life, she finds herself falling for the honorable and driven soldier.
When Quicksilver crosses the path of an immortal ally on a top-secret mission behind enemy lines, a decision is forced upon her. She must choose between the fate of the human rebels, her mortal lover, and fulfilling her Conservationist oath to protect all mortal life.
Links

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About the Author

J.A. KENNEY 

J.A. Kenney lives in Aurora, Colorado, with a breathtaking view of the Rocky Mountains—in the winter, when the sky is clear, and if she stands on her tiptoes in exactly the right spot.

Three cats, a Chihuahua mix who thinks she is a Mastiff, and her beloved husband share her humble abode.

She has been writing since she found out that playing alien witches was more fun than tag. Her stories are a blend of science fiction, fantasy, and romance with strong female protagonists and drool worthy heroes.

When she is not writing she reads voraciously, sings, skis, rides her Harley, and grudgingly assists with home improvement projects.

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Saturday, May 24, 2014

The Fine Art of...

Procrastination: It's an art form.

One that we all practice from time to time. At the moment, I am unintentionally procrastinating from my story. It's not writer's block as such. It's not like I'm staring at the screen wondering, "Where to next." I know that, I have it plotted out and when I sit and write it comes relatively easily. This is different. This is more of a "sitting down and finding a thousand other things to do instead of actually sitting to write" thing.

In order to show you just how bad at procrastinating I can be, everything before this paragraph was actually drafted about a month ago. I just never got around to finishing the post. Whether that's irony, cosmic justice or just me practicing the age-old art-form I don't know, but there you have it. Today though, it will be done.

Despite being dedicated to meeting my deadlines at work and my self-imposed writing ones, I often push things that aren't important *at that moment* back. Things like updating diaries and phone contacts, arranging play dates, organizing taxes and bank statements, grocery shopping and housework. Eventually, they become urgent and when they do, I make sure they're done, but it's just so easy to push it off for just one more day.

There are probably many brilliant posts all over the internet about the sociological reasons we procrastinate, how best to avoid procrastination, and probably even one or two that go into the neuroscience behind it. All I want to go into here today is that, in my humble and uneducated (in this field at least) opinion, unless you are a serial procrastinator that never achieves anything you want, it's probably nothing to be overly concerned about. Unless it's ruining your life through a series of missed deadlines, it's okay to occasionally push something off until the following day. In fact, it might even be healthy. As I said, this is just my two-cents. I wouldn't use it as evidence to support a late lodgement of an important assignment--if you have one of those coming up, it's probably easier to just get it done. If however, you have a pile of clothes that need to be folded...well, maybe that can wait until tomorrow.

How about you? Are you, like me, a little bit of a serial procrastinator, or do you do everything as soon as it comes up?


Thursday, May 22, 2014

Cover Reveal: F*ck Normal

Summary
  
What happens when you marry a serious intellectual with a rich fantasy life to a perfectionistic overachiever with a hot body? Sometimes you get discord and separation. Other times, you get Goodreads, too many bottles of Haut-Brion, a luxe swingers club, and Lexus sex.

Barton and Katelyn Fiske are a normal couple with some all-too-normal marital issues. The Fiskes have two small children, an underwater mortgage, and too many bills to pay. He works hard, she spends harder. They haven't had sex in months, and Barton is sleeping in the den of their colonial-style home in Downwind Beach, Florida. The Fiskes attend couples’ counseling, but it isn’t helping. They're on the verge of breaking up their ten-year marriage.

Katelyn wants her husband to stop fantasizing about a woman from his past. Barton wants his wife to stop prying into his private thoughts. And Dr. Colony, their high-end Palm Beach therapist, wants husband and wife to practice her mutualization exercises so that they can enjoy a normal relationship.

Fuck normal, Barton thinks. Little does he know, his wife is thinking the same thing.


The e-book will be available for sale on June 7, exclusively from Amazon for 90 days, and then from all online booksellers after that.



About the Author

Mickey J. Corrigan

Originally from Boston, Mickey J. Corrigan lives and writes and gets into trouble in South Florida. The tropics provide a lush, steamy setting for hot romance and Florida pulp.

Mickey's stories have appeared in several anthologies and online publications.

Novellas include: 
* the cyber romance Dream Job (Breathless Press, 2012), which has been compared to The Matrix and the Twilight Zone;
*Geekus Interruptus, a quirky comedy for all lovers of the nerd variety (Bottom Drawer Publications, 2013)
* Professional Grievers, a romantic comedy that highlights love affairs at funerals and wakes (Breathless Press, 2013);
* BabyShares, a quirky financial crime romance (Secret Cravings Press, 2013); and
*Me Go Mango, which combines girls gone wild with some delicious mango recipes (Champagne Books, 2013).

Sugar Babies, a novel, is a sexy thriller (Champagne Books, 2013).


Visit at www.mickeyjcorrigan.com. 

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Slivers of Silver Release Day Blitz


Genre: Sci-fi/Fantasy
Book: Short Story
Length: 7,300 words
Formats: ePub, mobi & PDF
   
Summary

Quicksilver and Star rally a group of immortals to join their brethren in mortal form to conserve the incredible diversity of life, and the Conservationists are born.
Reincarnated, they fight and strive to save mortals. If they fail, the Purists will wipe sentient life from the universe across the length and breadth of time!
Excerpt 

Slivers

The bright swirling cloud of dust and small asteroids flowed and spiraled down into the growing mass of the new planet forming below me. Ice crystals glittered and refracted the light from the distant young blue star. Caught in the powerful pull of gravity, the particles formed into a narrow disk as they drew closer and closer to the embryotic core, while the violence of random collisions sent matter and energy cascading out into the deep darkness of space.
I could feel the pull of the new star, the developing world, and the sprays of dust and gases as they passed through me where I hovered above and separate from the solar system’s birth pangs.
Such beauty paired with such destruction.
Time danced and shifted as I flew past the rocky mass and toward the baby star. Its surface shuddered and erupted in massive ejections sending plumes of superheated gas and radiation up and out on the solar winds. The energy shivered past me, leaving a pleasant sting and tingle along the ethereal tendrils of my form.
Come.
The single word brought me out of my meditative revelry . . . a message and a summons. I needed no directions. The brush of Morning Star’s thoughts against mine told me where and when to go.
The universe, full of wonder, dimmed as I neared the space in between. The Void: an infinite span of time and space condensed into a single unknowable point. It was both larger than the all of creation and small enough to be housed within the electron cloud of a single atom.
My awareness of deep space fled, and black nothingness tugged and pulled at me as I skirted the edge of the universe. I hung suspended, for a moment or a millennium, before I folded and floated in a far distant place and time.
Immortals had gathered above a single planet, which glittered and shone in the darkness. Lights, like fireflies, clustered upon the dark surface. They flashed on and off at the will of the strange small creatures who crowded the coasts and islands. The feel was wrong, as if these mortals had changed the very substance of this world. The bitter scent of molten metal, the lingering burn of nuclear fission, and the acidic tang of chemical combinations foreign to nature leached into the pure nothingness of space. Even the electromagnetic spectrum swam with unfamiliar and unnatural vibrations that grated against our beings.
I drifted among the others, moving along each in turn with a light mental caress of greeting followed by flickers of recognition. Mental whispers and images of my namesake, my identity, Quicksilver. A flash of liquid metal; changing, flowing, unable to stay still.
The thoughts of my brethren were chaotic, confused, some incensed while others were merely curious as they looked down at the surface. None of us had seen the impact of a massive advancing civilization, and many found it repugnant.
Star?
My projected query was more image than word, the fading light of a bright but distant star as the sun rose over a primordial world. The thought brought my friend and lover to my side. That cherished presence glowed and shifted as it brushed against me, blending and meshing.
Our Joining was a closeness so intense that we ceased to exist as two beings and became one. The deep mating bond allowed us to share our thoughts, and our feelings, as we mixed the substance of ourselves. Our two lives blended into one whole, every event, thought, and perception since last we parted was shared in exquisite and exacting detail. Just as we had shared all that happened from that first instant when all immortals formed in the chaotic birth pangs of the Universe.
What’s happening?
Solar Flare summoned the conclave.


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The e-book is available for sale for 99 cents at:
All Romance: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-sliversofsilver-1515535-143.html
Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/slivers-of-silver
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/438874

The book will also be available at the following bookstores shortly:
Amazon
Kobo
Barnes & Noble
Apple iBookstore
Diesel Bookstore
Coffee Time Romance
Google Play

 About the Author

J.A. KENNEY


J.A. Kenney lives in Aurora, Colorado, with a breathtaking view of the Rocky Mountains—in the winter, when the sky is clear, and if she stands on her tiptoes in exactly the right spot.

Three cats, a Chihuahua mix who thinks she is a Mastiff, and her beloved husband share her humble abode.

She has been writing since she found out that playing alien witches was more fun than tag. Her stories are a blend of science fiction, fantasy, and romance with strong female protagonists and drool worthy heroes.

When she is not writing she reads voraciously, sings, skis, rides her Harley, and grudgingly assists with home improvement projects.
  
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Monday, May 12, 2014

Instant Gratification

So in the past, I've spoken before about how I am a slightly impatient person and also that I have written fanfiction. One thing that's been on my mind lately as I hover around the 2/3 mark of the sixth book and find myself lacking something vital--the pressing need to hit those keys in order. This made me consider one of the many differences between writing original fiction and writing fanfic. Generally, by it's very nature, fanfiction is a serial form of writing. You write a chapter (or two, or three), you have it reviewed by a critique partner (or two, or three), and then you post it onto the website either sporadically or to a routine you have set for yourself. Within a short time frame of having written the words, you get some feedback on them.

Sometimes this is something as simple as a new follower on the story, other times it's more detailed reviews like this one: "So many times I just wanted to kick <Boy's> ass and kick it HARD... What an all time prick... And how strong was <Girl>? With all that life through at her she remained true, strong and loving, even to her <Boy>. You made me cry and cry I did and more than once. But it just shows how true to life you write. We can relate and that’s what’s so good about your stories. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again I love your style and look forward to reading more and more of your work." (Genuine review of one of my stories from a now very good friend).

This feedback, however great or terrible, however long or short, always gave me a kick in the pants to keep writing. They provided the one thing which is very easy to lose when you're pouring everything you can into a story, the one thing I may have lost a little of in recent weeks: motivation.

In writing my current series, I have had very little in the way of feedback. I've had some early and invaluable input by two Twitter friends (thank you Michelle & Louise, you know who you are). I've had a lot of input from my wonderful & ever-patient prereader (including many random, "Do you know of this expression/food/etc" at crazy, stupid times of the day & night for her). (Jen you know I love you for all the help you give me). I've had feedback from the publishers which launched a round of major revisions and added an extra sequel. On top of that, I have been getting bits and pieces of feedback on the next book in the series. However, compared to the reviews I was getting when I posted a fanfiction chapter, it can still feel like there is almost no feedback. It's not regular and recurring. Worse still, none of it relates to what I've just written.

I should note at this point, that the purpose of this post isn't to complain (or to put out a request for more pre-readers and feedback), it's just a statement about the nature of the beast when doing a task that is as solitary as writing can be. It's merely an observation about differences I've found in two versions of the same art-form. I do have to admit that it's made me much more inclined to leave reviews, or at very least star ratings, on Amazon or Goodreads for books I finish.

Today I will leave you with two questions: Do you go generally leave reviews for books you read? And would you like to see more posts about the differences I've discovered between writing fanfiction and writing an original series (maybe even including what fanfiction taught me and why I couldn't imagine what my series would be like if I didn't have that grounding)?


Sunday, May 11, 2014

Cover Reveal - Moon Over the Bay

Moon Over the Bay - Summary

Nathan Wolfe is gorgeous, and your typical surfer guy with blond hair, blue eyes, and tanned muscle.  Looks like that should help him chase his dream of becoming an actor, but he’s had nothing but failed auditions for months. After confiding in his best friend that he’s been feeling a little lost, Kyle invites him to San Francisco where he’s been spending time with his girlfriend, Sadie. Nathan jumps at the chance in the hope that a change in scenery will lift his mood.

Jess Dempsey comes from a rich and influential family, and does have a liking for the finer things in life . . . like designer shoes and handbags. But she’s not your typical heiress to a fortune—she prefers to put her art history degree to work. Much to her parents’ dismay, Jess runs a successful business as an art agent, instead of taking her place in the family business. When her best friend, and most successful client, Sadie, asks a favor, Jess finds herself face to face with Nathan, and it's lust at first sight. 

But Nathan won't be anyone's playboy, he’s been there done that, and Jess has learned her lesson the hard way when it comes to pretty faces and their love of her wallet.
  
The e-book will be available for sale on May 31, exclusively from Amazon for 90 days and then from all online booksellers after that.



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Talk to the Moon (Moonlit Nights #1)

Talk to the Moon is the first book in the series and is currently available for purchase on Amazon.




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About the Author

Morgan Emerson
Morgan Emerson’s a zoo keeper, a maid and a chauffeur on top of being a reader, writer and a daydreamer.  

Morgan lives in the desert, on the outskirts of Phoenix, Arizona where she and her husband try to wrangle their three small children.  Her passion for reading started as a teenager, leading her to write poetry and short stories as an adult.

She was inspired by another stay-at-home mom turned author to start writing herself, and her favourite characters are Alpha males and sassy women. 
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