Tuesday, December 30, 2014

2014 -- The Year in Review

Wow! I can't believe 2014 is almost over already. I'm always excited for the start of a new year because it's a fresh start, a time to take what I've learned the previous year and apply it to my life. And saying goodbye to 2014 is really very bittersweet. This has been a trying year for me, both personally and professionally. It seems as though I've had a lot more downs than ups this year, but

In 2014 I...

1. Survived the day my two oldest girls moved out to go live with their dad. I knew the day was coming. It was inevitable, but even knowing that, I wasn't emotionally prepared for it. It nearly broke me. Emotionally. Physically. Mentally. Spiritually. I was in a very dark place, and if it hadn't been for my husband and some really wonderful friends, I don't think I would've made it. I did, though, and it has made me a stronger person, a better mother, and brought me and my husband closer. It also reaffirmed my belief that every dark cloud has a silver lining.

2. Survived the crash and burn of Entranced Publishing. For those of you unfamiliar with this story, you can read about it HERE. This entire situation was devastating on so many levels. I could take the time to list how awful it was, how it affected me emotionally and mentally, but I'm not going to. I think the fact I'm still writing, still querying, still publishing speaks volumes about how much I didn't let this one bad experience ruin me or my love of this profession.

3. I conquered my fear of flying (thanks to the lovely Rachell Nichole) and made it to RT2014! This trip was definitely the highlight of my year! Not only did I get to immerse myself in the New Orleans culture and experience the uniqueness of Bourbon Street, I got to meet some of my writerly friends and a couple of my favorite authors. Did I mention I finally got to meet RYAN WINFIELD??? (insert high pitched squeal here)

The Disenchantments
From Left to Right: Barbara Garren, Me, Kat Daemon, Georgeann Swiger, Aria Kane, Ana Blaze

Even though the Entranced fiasco was horrible and caused some irreparable damage, that group of ladies in the above picture (and plenty more who weren't able to make it to RT2014) made the entire experience worth it, because without Entranced, we never would've found each other. There's that silver lining again ;-)

4. Hosted the Anaiah Press Co-Author Contest in which I chose one lucky author to co-write a book with me. It was a bit scary and daunting to pick a random stranger to write a book with. lol. But I really hit the jackpot when I chose Jody Holford. Not only did I manage to find a fantastic co-author, I've found a lifelong friend and confidant. It was so much more than I ever expected and something I'm so grateful for each and every day. Our first book, DANGEROUS LOVE, will be available April 2015 and we're already in the process of writing a second book with a third one in the development stages. I have a feeling we have a long and lucrative future ahead of us. Love you, Jody!

5. I've successfully built my client list at Anaiah Press. While I've acquired and signed a lot of authors, I unfortunately cannot be the editor for each and every one of them. (Wish I could!) So while each and every author I've ever had the pleasure of working with holds a special place in my heart, I want to give an extra special mention to my authors:
Courtney Rice Gager (Tess in Boots
Connie Ann Michael (1000 Stolen Moments
Jennifer Novotney (Winter in the Soul)
Molly Zenk (Out of Character)
Renee Donne (Runaway)
Rosie Somers (Pride)

Of course, this list wouldn't be complete without a very honorable mention to my lovely freelance author clients:
Kat Daemon 
Georgeann Swiger
Ava O'Shay
Dylan Quinn

6. I didn't publish a single thing! lol. No, I'm not joking. I seriously did not release a single book this year. While I feel like this is the ultimate failure as an author, I'm trying to spin it in a more positive light. Okay, so I didn't release a book this year. I did spend the year honing my craft though. I've learned so much working as an editor, which carries over into my own personal writing. I've studied the market, read books in my genres, and I wrote. A lot! Oh, and of course, I can't forget the biggest thing...

7. I SIGNED WITH AN AGENT!!!!! Yes, I'm still very excited about this. lol. Dawn Dowdle of the Blue Ridge Literary Agency is simply amazing. I adore her. We edited my book and spent all year querying it. (Before you ask how that went, please re-read #6 above.) But don't worry, we're not giving up!

8. I participated as a #PitchWars Mentor for the first time ever. Talk about a crazy, wild ride. It was a fantastic experience, and I can only hope Brenda Drake will invite me back next year.

9. In a strange twist of events, I met the talented David Jemal, who I have forged a fast friendship and partnership with. We hammered out a 90k book together in a matter of months. Edited it.

10. I wrote. A lot! Let me see...
INFERNO (with David)
DOMINICK (with David)
TEMPTING TANNER (a new adult novel for my agent)
15,000 new words on THE GEORGIA CORBINS

It's been one crazy ride. So, what did you do this year?

Monday, December 1, 2014

{COVER REVEAL} Time Out, Valentine by Melinda Dozier

Time Out, Valentine
by Melinda Dozier
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Release Date: January 2015

And here's the amazing Time Out, Valentine cover ...


Lexi’s life is one big dump. Or so she thinks. To keep her mind off her latest breakup, she stays busy with work. It’s no big deal, since writing for Time Out Portland Magazine is a blast…except for the one small snag – Grant Reeds. Grant, a shy but sexy computer geek, is new to Time Out, working as the Networking Director for the online magazine. Even though Lexi thinks he doesn’t notice her, he sure as hell does. The owners have a plan for their upcoming Valentine’s Special, pairing up the two to explore romantic date ideas around the city. Soon, Lexi and Grant learn that the old adage, “Opposites Attract,” can ring true.


Grant sipped his beer and surveyed the room around them—anywhere but at the siren next to him, with her fancy drink, an umbrella hanging off the side. Overhead lights strobed the room, gleaming in all directions. The DJ announced a new song and a new crowd rushed to the dance floor, leaving them more alone in the back of the room. Thank God.

It was stifling hot. He tugged his collar from his neck and rolled the sleeves of his white button-up. His glasses slid down his nose, forcing him to take them off and put them in his shirt pocket.

Luckily in that part of the room, the music wasn’t so loud that they had to scream to converse. He only raised his voice a fraction to ask her the question he’d been wondering since they set foot in the place. “So, you think this is romantic enough for a Valentine's date?"

She batted her long lashes in his direction and smirked. “There’s low lights.”

“Yeah and loud music, people all around.” To help prove his point, someone bumped him in the back, pushing him closer to Lexi. His hand circled her waist and rested on her hip.

She sipped the drink, moving the umbrella with her other hand, then licked her lips. “It’sthe place to be. All trendy couples find their way here.” She cocked her head. “What would make it more romantic? Kissing?”

A slow smile formed and he faced her. Not a bad idea. “Actually, yeah.” He placed his bottle on the table behind them, cracked his knuckles and stretched his neck.

She laughed nervously, putting her weight on another sexy as hell foot. “What? You’re gonna kiss me? For real?”

“We need romance.” He grabbed her cup and put it next to his bottle. His gaze dropped to her mouth.

“You kissing me won’t—”

He placed his thumb on her lips. “Shhh. Stop talking so we can be romantic.”


After hectic days of teaching English to middle school students, Melinda finds time to write and read in the evenings. She lives in Guatemala, Central America with her husband/ college sweetheart who brings "mucho amor" to her life. Melinda enjoys being the queen of her household and dreams of being pampered fully by her three boys once they are grown. Melinda's guilty pleasures include reality t.v., traveling, blogging and playing Zynga games.

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Tuesday, November 25, 2014

TEASER TUESDAY: Katie L. Thompson

Welcome to another installment of TEASER TUESDAY. I'm excited to have the lovely Katie Thompson here with us again today. She'll be sharing an excerpt from her novel, CAMERON. 


“What are you day dreaming about?” Megan was at his side.
“Oh, nothing.”
“Is that the same nothing you’ve been thinking about all afternoon? You usually beat all of us at these card games. Today you’ve been absolutely pants.”
“I’ve been pants?” Max laughed.
“Dr. James says at four-to-five months old the foetus will start to respond to loud noises. Simon and I have decided not to use foul language in case the baby can hear.”
At this, Max laughed even more.
“She’s right, Maxwell. The foetus can hear everything you say.”
Max hadn’t noticed his mother enter the room again.
“There is tea and shortbread on the dining room table if anyone wants some,” she said, before walking back out of the room.
Max was still full from dinner, but he followed the others back into the dining room.
“How can you still be hungry?” Max stared at Megan as she tucked into her third bit of shortbread.
“It’s the baby.”
Max grunted. Even before the baby, Megan was known to eat everything in sight.
“Anyway, you never answered my question.”
“Question?” Max decided to play dumb.
“What, or should I say who, have you been day dreaming about all day?”
“It’s not important.”
“Oh, come on. Tell the pregnant woman what’s going on. I won’t tell anyone. I promise.”

Max had fallen for Megan’s promises once before. It was just as well it hadn’t been a very large secret, because it was no longer a secret ten minutes later.


With her sister, Daisy, about to get married Cameron Snowdon finds herself swamped with wedding preparation. However, not only does she not have time for a new man in her life, she doesn’t want one. After countless breakups Cameron decides to give up on men altogether. They just aren’t worth the hassle…

Cute, sexy and dependable are just some of the words that Cameron doesn’t want to use to describe Max Runacre, but she soon finds herself falling for the attractive man who is trying to capture her heart. Will Cameron stick to her original plan and give up on men or will she give Max a chance? And how far will she go to protect herself from the inevitable heartache?


Katie was born in 1996 and spent the first sixteen years of her life living in Reading, England, until she moved house in 2013. Katie loves the countryside and is happiest when cooped up in a cottage in the country with a stack of books and her laptop. Katie has currently published five romance novels and three murder mystery novellas.

Katie currently works part time in order to support her writing dream. She spends a large amount of time locked away in a room upstairs working on her latest novel and when she isn't doing that she is either reading or walking the family dog.

You can find more about Katie by visiting her websiteblogTwitterFacebook, and on Goodreads.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

TEASER TUESDAY: Georgeann Swiger

Welcome to another installment of TEASER TUESDAY. I'm so super excited to have the lovely Georgeann Swiger here with us today. She'll be sharing an excerpt from her paranormal YA, CLOVEN. Let me tell you, this is one awesome book!! (I had the pleasure of editing it!)  


I walk toward a weeping willow in the far corner of the garden and push aside the slender branches. A stone bench is next to the trunk. I make my way to it and sit.

Micah opens the branches and steps under the canopy with the long branches closing behind him. “You’ve discovered my hiding spot.”

A gentle breeze rustles the leafy curtain that hides us from view. “I like it here.”

“I’ve sat on that bench a lot lately.” He looks up at a crook between two branches high in the tree. “Sometimes, I like it up there.”

The branches curve like a recliner, creating a perfect spot to sit back and relax. I lay the tulip on the bench and stand, wanting to try out Micah’s spot in the tree. Before I start climbing, he grabs me around the waist and pulls me against his chest. “You’re not going up there.”

I bite my lip and smile. “Why? You think I’m going to fall, don’t you?”

“I wouldn’t let you fall.”

The slight curve of his lips winds into his eyes. His focus is on me and nothing else. My stomach tightens as he inches closer. He’s going to kiss me again. And I won’t stop him. I want to kiss him more than I ever wanted anything in my life. When he leans in, his lips flutter over mine as gently as the butterfly that brushed my neck.

I open my mouth, encouraging him to kiss me harder, deeper. He timidly accepts the first taste inside my mouth. Slowly, he relaxes, taking his time with the kiss. He treats me like a fragile doll. To show him he can’t break me, I crush our mouths together to explore the depths of the kind of kiss that feels like heaven, but is forbidden in the Kingdom. My body tingles as his hands find my hair, and then my face. He cups my cheeks, pulling my mouth tighter against his. This more intense version of kissing is something he apparently likes as much as I do.He kisses me until I can’t breathe. When my lungs start to burn, I back away, gasping.

“You’ll always catch me,” I say, panting.



What would you do if the only things standing between you and the angel you love were another angel and the fiery pits of Hell?

When Anya and Micah declare their love for each other, the battle for the souls of the star-crossed angels stretches across the heavens. With Heaven forbidding their love, Micah vows to protect Anya by sentencing himself to Hell.

But Anya won’t let him go without a fight. She goes into Hell after him, only to discover an angel from Micah’s past is willing to do anything to keep Micah in Hell.

With love and lies blinding Micah, Anya fights to get him to face his demons and return to Heaven, even if it means hearts will be broken.

The battle for the angels begins where it left off. Between Heaven and Hell is forbidden love..

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Georgeann Swiger earned her degree in journalism from West Virginia University, and then spent five years as an anchor/reporter at WBOY-TV in Clarksburg, WV. After having children, she left television news to be a stay at home mom. During that time, she discovered creative writing was more fun than writing about real life tragedy. Imagining interesting character and having them come to life on the page is now her passion. When she’s not writing, she works as a substitute teacher. She lives in Reedsville, West Virginia with her husband, two kids, a beagle dog and a temperamental cat who tries to rule the house.

To learn more about CLOVEN and Georgeann Swiger, you can follow the complete blog tour HERE!

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Participants can win:

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Have I got a treat for all of you today! Not only do I have the lovely Megan O'Russell here to share an exclusive excerpt of her debut novel, THE TETHERING, she's also agreed to answer a few questions for us! 


“Jacob. You are special. Different, like me. You have abilities that you don’t understand, but when you’re upset—”
“What are you talking about?”
“Magic, Jacob. Wizardry, sorcery, maleficium, whatever you want to call it. I’m a witch, you’re a wizard, and we need to get out of here,” she said, her tone becoming more urgent.
Jacob stared at her. He ran his hand over Emilia’s cheek.
She grabbed his hand with hers. “Jacob, I’m real. And this is real. There is a whole world out there. A magical world. But you have to decide right now if you want to be a part of it. There are things in my world that are beyond your imagination, but if you come with me, you can never go back to being normal. You can never come back here.”
“Emi.” Jacob shook his head. “This is crazy. What are you talking about?”
She brought his hand between them. It was covered in small cuts from shards of McManis’s mug. His hand started to feel warm in her grasp. Not unpleasantly so, but as though it were submerged in warm water. Then his skin started to tingle and sting. The places where the skin had been broken began to look almost iridescent. Finally, the glow subsided and the cuts started to fade. After only a few seconds, his hand was completely healed.
“It is real, Jacob.” Emilia stared into Jacob’s eyes. “Will you come with me?”
Jacob couldn’t think beyond Emilia’s return. She was really back. He was tired, and his brain felt fuzzy. His school was wrecked. His father was dead.
He wanted to be angry with Emilia. He wanted to shake her for making him even more confused, to yell at her for disappearing for four years, for clearly leaving out some very important details in the course of their friendship. He didn’t understand what was happening. He held Emilia’s delicate hands in his. He would do anything to keep her from disappearing again. He would follow Emilia Gray to the ends of the earth.

“Do I need to pack anything?” he asked.


All sixteen-year-old Jacob Evans wants is to win the heart of Emilia Gray, but with order in the magical world crumbling, war threatening, and Emilia’s boyfriend living across the hall, he may never have the chance.

Jacob Evans loses everything he has ever known and is tossed into a world of magic. The Dragons, a group of rebel wizards, are threatening to expose the existence of magic to humans. Jacob is determined to find a way to fit into Emilia’s family, but as his powers grow, so does the danger. With the death toll mounting, Jacob is accused of acts of rebel terrorism and must fight to stay in a world he’s only just beginning to discover. 

When Emilia’s life is threatened, Jacob must risk everything to save her. Does he have the power to rescue her in time? And what could their survival cost?

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KARA: Where did you get the inspiration to write THE TETHERING?

MEGANIt actually all started with a scene at the end of the prologue that takes place a few years before the main body of the book. There was a boy who was all alone, and I had to find a way to save him.

KARA: What is your favorite scene from this book?

MEGANI do have a favorite scene. It comes towards the end of the book, and it was so hard to write. I knew what had to be done, but finding the right words was heartbreaking. I won’t give you a snippet of that since I’m not a fan of spoilers. ;-)

KARA: What type of research did you do while writing THE TETHERING?

MEGANMost of the research time was spent looking at Latin roots to use as the basis for the spell language found throughout the book. I also spent a lot of time looking at maps figuring out how far apart things were. The most extreme bit of research I did was climbing a mountain in a certain state park to make sure it was suitable to be used in The Tethering.

KARAWhat is your least favorite scene from this book? Or rather, the scene you had the most difficulty "getting right"?

MEGAN: There is a council meeting scene, and it drove me crazy. Figuring out who was there, who was conspicuously absent, and how many people that left in the room felt like the bullet scene from the movie Clue. Two plus one plus one plus two... And then deciding who came from where, what side they were on, and who needed more emphasis because I would need them later in the series was a nightmare. Just thinking about it makes me want a bag of gummy bears.

KARAWhy did you choose to write YA as opposed to adult?

MEGANI don’t think it was a conscious choice. I had a story that I needed to write, and it just so happened to be YA. And I think there is something really special about writing YA. You get to explore so many firsts: first kiss, first heartbreak, and that’s amazing. I love the innocent passion that YA lends itself to. I’m still working on finishing The Tethering series, but of my other two works in progress, one is an Adult Romance, and the other is a Middle Grade Fantasy. I really want to explore different genres. The Tethering is just where my heart led me first.

Megan O’Russell is thrilled to be publishing her premier novel The Tethering with Silence in the Library Publishing. Originally from New York, Megan is a professional actress who spends her time traveling the country for different shows. When not on stage or writing, Megan spends time with her beloved ukulele and her wonderful husband. To follow Megan’s writing adventures, you can visit her website at meganorussell.com. You can also find Megan on Facebook and Twitter

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

TEASER TUESDAY: Katie L. Thompson

Welcome to another installment of TEASER TUESDAY. I'm excited to have the lovely Katie Thompson here with us today. It's been a while since she's visited, and today she'll be sharing an excerpt from her novel, DEATHLY WHITE. 


“My God that’s horrid.” Jamie took a step backwards. “Fancy being murdered on your wedding day. It’s meant to be the happiest day of your life.”
An arm of metal was clamped around the woman’s neck, her body dangled beneath, being pushed back and forth in the strong breeze. Her white dress billowed out around her, splattered with blood and dirt.
“Well, we know for sure she wasn’t killed using the gibbet. Half the parts are missing and these wounds on her neck and shoulder look more like stab wounds,” Carl spoke aloud as he wrote bits down in his notebook.
“Why go to the trouble of bringing a dead woman all the way up here? Anyone could have seen.”
Carl shrugged.
“There’s not much more we can do here,” Danny said. “Take the best photos you can, call someone to take her down to the morgue and see if you can find someone to identify what made those wounds. Jamie and I will go to the wedding, see what we can find out from there.”
The wedding reception looked more like a wake. It was clear from the second they walked through the door that everyone knew what had happened.
A deathly silence fell over the room as people noticed their presence.
“I’m Detective Sergeant Daniel Brookes and this is Detective Inspector Jamie Stanley. We are looking into the supposed death of Mrs Julie Leanne Hayes. Is Mr Hayes here? We’d like to speak to him.” Danny stood on the stage where half an hour earlier a band had been in full swing.
“He’s in the toilet. I don’t think this is the best time to speak to him. At least wait until he comes out.”
Danny nodded. “Well, is Bradley Stance here? We could do with talking to him too.”
Most faces looked blank but a few seemed to recognise the name.
“Haven’t seen him here,” one person shouted.
“Don’t think he was invited. Don’t know why he would’ve been,” someone said from the back of the hall.
“Not seem him for years,” a girl joined in.
“No one mentions him anymore,” a boy near the front of the stage said.
“I’m here,” Bradley shouted.

Everyone went silent and stared at Bradley. After a few seconds people started muttering to one another.


When a bride is stabbed to death on her wedding day, DI Jamie Stanley and the team are called in. They immediately pluck three suspects from the wedding party of over two hundred guests. Why would anyone want to kill a bride on her wedding day?


Katie was born in 1996 and spent the first sixteen years of her life living in Reading, England, until she moved house in 2013. Katie loves the countryside and is happiest when cooped up in a cottage in the country with a stack of books and her laptop. Katie has currently published five romance novels and three murder mystery novellas.

Katie currently works part time in order to support her writing dream. She spends a large amount of time locked away in a room upstairs working on her latest novel and when she isn't doing that she is either reading or walking the family dog.

You can find more about Katie by visiting her website, blog, Twitter, Facebook, and on Goodreads.

TEASER TUESDAY: Dr. Rachele Baker

Welcome to another installment of TEASER TUESDAY. I'm excited to have the lovely Dr. Rachele Baker here with us today. She'll be sharing an excerpt from her novel, EIGHTEEN MONTHS TO LIVE. 


You want to know what I do to keep busy. I try to enjoy every day. I am able to spend time exploring and investigating all the wonders of nature on my almost daily walks. There is so much to see, hear, and smell, all of which I have passed by all these years in a rush to get somewhere to do something rather than to enjoy what is here. I’m 58 years old and I started to work at age eleven. That’s a long time. For whatever time I have to live, I intend to enjoy myself. I read. I enjoy my home, my yard, and my cats. I enjoy my leisure. Some days my energy level is extremely low and some days my threshold of pain is lower than normal. When I have to go on a preventive medication schedule, everything slows down as well as the pain lessening. I’ve spent a lot of time roaming around the stores. I could never just roam around before. It was always zip, zip, zip – in and out – hurry, hurry, hurry.

I have friends in to visit me and do lunch here. I go to their homes, and some friends I meet for lunch out on the days I take the car out for a drive. It all works out.

I’m so thankful to have time to rest, relax, and enjoy my life. The only change is I don’t have to take any crap from anyone, and I don’t have to be on the road at 7:00 a.m. every day. I stay busy when I feel like it and take it easy when I don’t. There are days when it is really hard to get out of bed but I make myself get up,  get dressed, put on makeup, and do my hair even if I then just collapse on the couch for the most part of the day. My body is very important to me and at long last I am listening to it, having ignored it for too many years. I really pushed myself hard for so long. No more pushing. I’m not seriously thinking about any business ventures right now because I don’t need any hassles. The one thing I cannot tolerate is tension and stress of any kind. I have to back off or I become extremely sick. It is meant for me to enjoy myself and my life. If anything else is going to happen, it will, but I’m not actively pursuing anything at this time. I watch and listen to some talk shows just as I listen to the radio and read the newspaper and magazines. If I’m interested in the subject matter, I pay attention. If not, I turn them off. No big deal.

I want to do some charitable work come spring. I have developed a hang-up though. I’m afraid to be around people who might have a cold or the flu virus. I haven’t become totally paranoid about it, but I always think about it. For instance, I’d like very much to go into pediatrics at the hospital and feed the babies, rock them, or read stories to the older kids, but where do you find the most contagious diseases? With young kids and in hospitals. So I guess that’s out. I’ll discover something when the time is right.

In the interim, I’m taking my vitamins (multi-vitamin plus extra Vitamin E – very good for the lungs), wearing my seat belt, getting plenty of rest, eating right, drinking very little alcohol, and not smoking. I have a very positive attitude, and I plan to have a happy and healthy life. I wonder how long it takes to get years of nicotine out of a person’s system?

I am just so pleased with my progress over this ten month period. I have overcome and continue to heal from a collapsed lung, pneumonia, bronchitis, major surgery, loss of blood, loss of weight, and loss of muscle. I have stopped smoking and survived emotional trauma. I have survived the conversion from work orientation to no work orientation. I have made social adjustments and have performed physical and mental therapy – self-administered. Just think about it. I have done so well. It is incredible. I have so much for which to be thankful.


In the spring of 1990, Midge Rylander rushes to the hospital because of a persistent cough, chest pain, and shortness of breath. She believes she has pneumonia but her diagnosis turns out to be much worse. Malignant pleural mesothelioma. Lung cancer from prior exposure to asbestos.
Midge’s doctors advise her that she has less than eighteen months left to live. While recuperating at home, Midge begins a daily journal to document her experiences during her final months. Eighteen Months To Live is the transcription of Midge’s handwritten journal as well as letters that Midge wrote to her daughter Rachele during that time. Midge writes about her emotional struggles, her physical pain, and her search for answers.


Dr. Rachele Baker is a veterinarian and writer living in California. She has been a veterinarian for over thirteen years. She is in the process of writing a series of short books about medical problems in dogs and cats entitled My Virtual Veterinarian. The first book in the series will be published soon and will be entitled Allergies In Dogs: How Can You Stop The Scratching And Chewing?
Dr. Baker would like to invite you to subscribe to her blog where she has answered a number of veterinary questions on her Ask The Vet as well as written articles on veterinary medical topics. As she writes each chapter of her book about allergies in dogs, she will be writing blog posts related to that chapter. The first chapter of Dr. Baker's book that she has written is about the benefits of the omega-3 fatty acids for allergic dogs and she has a blog post on her site about that subject.
You can also find Dr. Rachele Baker on Facebook & Twitter

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

TEASER TUESDAY: Suzanna J. Linton

Welcome to another installment of TEASER TUESDAY. I'm excited to have the lovely Suzanna J. Linton here with us today. She'll be sharing an excerpt from her novel, WILLOWS OF FATE. 


A strange flickering appears at one of the benches, like sunlight flashing through swinging tree branches. It breaks apart and a man sits there. He’s wearing black trousers and a dark blue tunic with a black long-sleeved shirt underneath it. On the tunic is a lion embroidered in bright gold. He wears a heavy gold chain on his wrist and has curly, dirty blond hair. The man gestures for me to join him.

I grip the door handle, focusing on the smooth metal. Closing my eyes, I whisper, “He’s not real. He’s not real.” Opening my eyes, I see that he’s still there. He gestures again.

Something deep in my gut pulls me toward him. There are two choices here and I hesitate, fear and this gut-deep pull ripping my mind in two.

I open the door and step out, the humidity and heat of the day closing around me like a clammy fist.

“Who are you?” I ask, too afraid to come any closer. The door swings closed behind me.

“I’m a friend of Martin,” he replies. Like the man in gold, his accent is strange, with an odd lilt to the words.

“I don’t know who that is.”

“That’s the man in the armor who’s been visiting you.”

I shift from one foot to another. “What do you want?”

“To talk. Will you sit with me?”

“I’m fine where I am.”

“You don’t trust me.” He doesn’t sound very surprised or disappointed.

“My brother is dead and my house was broken into. A man in a hood shot an arrow at me. I’m having a problem trusting anyone I don’t know right now.”
He stands. Not as tall as the armored man, Martin, he’s actually my height. He strolls toward me but stops a couple of feet away. “I’m not going to hurt you, Desdemona.”

“How do you know my name? How did you get here? What was that light? What do you want?

“I know your name because your family is very special. That light was my way of arriving in your world. It’s how Martin arrives.” He holds his hands out. “All I want is what’s best for you. I want you to be safe. There are powerful people after you. You have something they want. If you come with me, I’ll keep you safe.”

Am I imagining this? Is this really happening? Or have I finally lost my mind? If so, then what better place than a mental institution?

“They want something?” I ask. “What? I don’t have anything.”

“You are wrong about that.”

I shake my head. “I have to go. I need to think about this.”

“Think about what? About how your brother was murdered by the men who are after you?”

“But why me? I’m no-one special.”

“You have something special. And there are those who will stop at nothing to get it.”

“Who are you?”


Know thyself...

All her life, Desdemona has seen things others haven't. Dragons, knights, dwarves, kids with three eyes. Heeding her mother's advice, she keeps silent about this and struggles through life, pretending everything is normal.

At her mother's death, Desdemona returns to a home haunted with memories but she is determined to not be shaken from what little normalcy she has. However, when her brother is murdered and she uncovers a family secret, Desdemona realizes that there is more to what she sees. Perhaps a whole other world, one that's willing to kill to have her as its own.


Suzanna Linton became a writer the first day she picked up a pencil, scribbling happily in magazines and books.  Growing up in (very) rural South Carolina, she was steeped in legends and ghost stories and was surrounded by her mother's ever-growing book collection.  She graduated from Francis Marion University with a degree in Professional Writing and bounced from job to job until she landed in a library, where she met her now-husband.  She lives with him in South Carolina with their two dogs and cat.

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