Showing posts from December, 2013
Here's the cover with the book blurb! A deadly game of hide and seek . With blood still on her hands, Samantha Matthews is on the run, running from dark secrets and a man she prays to God will never find her.  Running and hiding, just to stay alive .  She had no choice but to run, to leave, to hide and forget about her life before.  When Samantha believes she's gained enough distance from her past and her demons, she stops running, hoping to find her future in the heavily wooded area of the Adirondack Mountains, a place she never expected to encounter a man with secrets as dark and as sordid as hers.  Kade Grayson is hiding, not from the demons after him, but from himself and from the entire outside world, wishing every day he could have just died .  Arrogant and domineering, he’s tormented and terrorized by his past, seeing nothing good for his future.  With the ghosts of his past still haunting him, he has exiled himself to a life of solitude, only li

Brutally Beautiful Cover Reveal

Brutally Beautiful’s Cover… More intoxicating than any drug is story writing, to me.   When a small seed of an idea is planted in my mind, it gnaws at me, clawing its way into everything I do, everything I am.   The story haunts me.   The characters are real and live, fumbling about my home, waiting wide-eyed in wonder.   I don’t sleep.   They wake me up at night, in the darkness with their whispers and demands.   And, as always I surrender to them.   Praying that the words get written the correct way the visions dance in my head.   It’s as if I’m a wet rag absorbing everything…then I put my fingertips to the keyboard and get wrung out until I’m dry.   Then I sit back and read it and think, holy shit…what the hell?   And just as fast as they exploded into my mind, they leave and I’m breathless .   I can’t wait for everyone to read my story… Release Date: (If everything goes as planned…January 5, 2014)

Merry Effing Christmas!


Brutally Beautiful Teaser #2

Teaser #2 Immersed, consumed in whatever he was writing, I took advantage of his distraction to study him raptly.   Leaning forward, the chiseled features of his face illuminated by the glow of his computer screen, his fingers danced quickly over the keys.   He looked a mess.   Hair tousled, falling darkly across his forehead, tight gray shirt, a simple cotton one, clung to his body, demonstrating his powerful chest and hard solid muscular arms.   A smear of ketchup covered his cheek from the half-eaten hamburger lying on the dish next to his laptop.   I found myself drawn in, in front of him, softly wiping the smear from his cheek.   “ Shit ,” he whispered, looking up with wide eyes. “Nope.   Just ketchup,” I whispered, feeling every beat of my heart as it banged hard against my chest.   I couldn’t believe I had touched him.   ...Coming January 2014 THESE ARE NOT MY PHOTOGRAPHS! No copyright infringement intended.  These pictures have nothing to do

Signed Copies of the Mad World Series Giveaway!

Head on over to my author page on Facebook and click the GIVEAWAY button to win a chance to get  SIGNED COPIES  of... Fall From Grace Saving Grace AND Scars and Songs...and a bit of swag MY AUTHOR PAGE

Brutally Beautiful WILL be PUBLISHED in JANUARY!!

Brutally Beautiful will be published sometime in early January - so I have about 3-4 weeks of teasing to get to, huh? Here's Tuesday's Teaser #1: “Well…you look like first degree murder, and me, I look like an assault with a deadly weapon.  What the hell do you think we LOOK LIKE?” She rubbed her fingers over her face and smeared a streak of blood across her tanned cheeks.  Oh my…Oh my God, there’s a lot of blood.  What the hell did I do?  “Just pull over, Sam.  You’re going to freaking bleed out while driving.  You’re leaking like a sieve.” I gave her a little snort, “Don’t worry, okay?  They’re just flesh wounds; nothing is internally bleeding.  I’m just…I think we’re in shock…that’s all.  And I don’t think most of the blood is mine.” I ran my hand through my auburn strands of hair and my fingers came away bloodier.  Suddenly, I developed an acute case of Tourette’s syndrome, “Fuck!  That fucking-shit-son-of-an-ass-monkey-dick-weasel!”  I didn’t remember getting hit in t

What Is Goin' On?

Mauh! I know I never blog anymore.  I've been locked away writing, writing, writing.  Oh, and all that Mommy and Wifey stuff the people around here demand from me.  I decided to take a bit of a break and let you know about everything that is going on here, by me.  Have I ever told you guys I'm extremely shy and HATE talking about myself? (And, I don't know if you can tell, but I learned how to put these cute little gifs into my blog.) So, what the hell have I been doing since the release of Scars and Songs?  Well, you nosey little things, I've written three books (and a half a million little stories with outlines.)  Don't get all excited though, things aren't that close to getting on your eReaders. The first story I started writing, I actually began a long long time ago.  It's a really hard story to write because it's based on some harsh true things that have happened to me in my life.  BASED on truth, not a memoir.  However, I got to a po