Posted by: Author | September 9, 2013

The Shadowy Horses- A Book Review

I picked up this title at the RWA national conference and am so glad I did. I enjoyed it very much. It’s based in Scotland and I absolutely fell in love with that country when I visited last year. The book very much evokes the magical atmosphere of that country.

The heroine is called in to work on an archaeology dig as a finds manager. She’s in charge of cleaning and categorizing anything found on the site. The interesting twist to this story is the fact that the dig site is haunted. Add in two attractive men, a psychic little boy, interesting characters from the town and others who work at the house of the wealthy man who owns the site, and you’re got a super recipe for a suspenseful, romantic and historical story with a smidge of Gothic thrown in for good measure. I also kind of liked the fact that the romance was on the sweet side. 516-DEt5l-L__SY346_PJlook-inside-v2,TopRight,1,0_SH20_

I liked the author’s style and voice and will certainly be reading more of her work.

Posted by: Author | September 6, 2013

Friday Facts- September 6, 2013-Condign

This week’s Friday Fact is a word definition. I like this word a lot and although I think it happened a lot more in the past than it does now, it still happens once in a while in the present.

Condign is from two Latin root words. The first is Con which means together or with. The second is Dignus which means worthy. Something that is condign is appropriate or worthy. It is mostly used with a criminal punishment. A harsh punishment but one that fits the crime. Severe but just, if you will.

The old eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth probably comes from the principle of condign.

Posted by: Author | September 4, 2013

Wordless Wednesday

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Posted by: Author | September 3, 2013

Tuesday Tales- Building

Today is Tuesday Tales day again. This week’s word is building. I’ve finally gotten a good grip on how to tie up all the loose threads in this story that were holding me back and I’m moving a long at a steady clip now. Click here for the link to the other stories.Badge for TT - very small

“That’s a good idea. I saw them come in ahead of us. I’ll go over in a minute and see if that works. We’re running out of time. I don’t think the police will give in and not take Fiona to lock up when we arrive in Istanbul. I know Ahmet and Faruk will want to haul in their suspects if they can catch them and I feel in my gut that the heroin issue is somehow tied into the murders but I have no proof. All I know for certain is that I can’t leave Fiona in a foreign country at the mercy of a system she doesn’t understand and a language she doesn’t speak.”

“Big brother, I do believe you’ve fallen for my pal, Fi. Can it be true?” Cordelia smiled at Win over the rim of her highball glass.

“Interestingly enough, Cordelia, I think I have. It seemed that the more I saw her and talked to her the more I liked her.”

“Ahh. I get it. It was like constructing a building. Each meeting added a little more to the project?” Cordelia giggled.

“A bit like that, I guess. My feelings built as I continued to encounter Fiona. At first, I didn’t think much of her since she was so quiet and subdued but her strength as she’s gone through this ordeal has really impressed me.”

“It’s impressed me, too, mate.” Mack drained his glass. “Go on over and have that chat with the Marchmans so we can get this production underway.”

“All right. Keep an eye out and signal me if you see Abigail Perry come in.” Win stood and picked up his glass. “Once I lay the groundwork, then we can stake out Fiona’s compartment.”

“I like that plan. Until then, I’ll enjoy the lovely Cordelia’s company.”

Posted by: Author | August 30, 2013

Friday Facts- August 30, 2013-I Have a Dream

This week was the anniversary of the Martin Luther King, Jr “I have a dream” speech. It was actually the 50th year since he made that impassioned plea and even though we’ve come a long way, we still have a long trek before the dream can come true. Sadly, it’s a problem on both sides of the racial divide. I don’t like to get political so I won’t but I really would love a world where we were all judged on our character and not on color, religion, weight, and other prejudices. If we could all believe that everyone is a heart and soul walking around in different outfits, wouldn’t the world be a great place? Live and let live is truly the way I try to live.

To the great visionary, MLK, I offer a toast! and a hope for a dream come true.

Posted by: Author | August 29, 2013

Special Guest- Emily Lawrence

I’m excited for my friend Emily on the release of her new book called Hopeful Dreams and New Beginnings. Check it out below:

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Book blurb:

After two traumatic years spent with her abusive ex husband, Carly swore that she would never remarry. With a low self-esteem and haunting demons from her past refusing to relinquish their grip, she could hardly confide in men until she met Robert, her handsome boss who managed to sweep her off her feet and show her the time of her life.

With his help, her fears and frustrations became a swell of lust, a wave of desire that aroused her numb senses, restoring her lost confidence and reviving her need for a man’s touch and affection, needs that she had suppressed for such a long time.

Naughty, erotic fantasies are fulfilled while on a well deserved vacation to the Andros Island in Bahamas, adding more spice to their steamy sex life.
Will Robert manage to convince her to give marriage another chance and start a new chapter in their lives?

Excerpt:

“Why are you so afraid that I’m going to leave, anyway?” she asked, running her hand up and down his firm abs. She could feel his muscles contract under her fingertips.

“Because it’s happened before,” he answered in a low, feeble tone.

Carly tilted her head up to look at him, taken aback by his answer. “What?”

“Yes, I’ve been dumped before. After that I could no longer trust women. I refused to get emotionally involved with anyone. It was nothing but no-strings-attached sex for me.”

She took a moment to process his words. “Who would want to leave you? You’re the sweetest, craziest, naughtiest man I’ve ever met and if someone locked me up in here with you for the rest of my life, I’d be more than happy to accept such punishment.” She pressed her lips to the pulse that was pounding in his throat, amazed that a sexy, clever guy like him would have troubles in love. Unable to help herself and feeling the need to erase the unwelcome memories she had stirred, she gave in to the impulse and licked along a damp line up his neck, nipping at his chin on the way. She hoped that the sensual treatment she was giving him was enough to make him put everything behind.

His voice was husky when he spoke, “I guess she had better plans…”

“Nothing could be better than this,” she stated and offered him a scorching kiss, devouring his mouth possessively. It was her turn to make him feel at ease. Determination oozed from every pore of her body, and she did everything she could to make him understand that she had no intention of leaving him.

“When you…showed up…for the job interview…” He tried to speak, but she kept interrupting him with kisses, his own tongue playing with hers with an eroticism that made her head swim and her need for him grow.

“Yes?” she asked, curious to hear what he had to say. She angled her head down and moved her mouth back to his neck, then swept it over the curve of his cheekbones, his stubble tickling her soft lips. Her palms were splayed against his chest and her fingers toyed with his nipples in a way that she knew inflamed him.

Robert let out a low roar and moaned her name unintelligibly, but he seemed to struggle to concentrate. “Carly…the moment I saw you…I was struck by your beauty. You innocent smile was the sweetest thing I had seen. I went home from work that day and nearly crashed the car twice. I couldn’t stop thinking of you. It was not something that I had experienced before and I wasn’t sure how to act. Then…once I found out what had happened to you I got so angry. I wanted you even more. I wanted you so much that I ended up knocking on your door in the middle of the night and asking you to sleep with me. Straightforwardness is my thing, but it was the first time I was doing that with somebody that I really liked. I acted on an impulse because I couldn’t stand one more day without holding you in my arms and loving you like you deserved it. I needed you…badly…”

Carly had stopped her playful assault and was hanging onto every word he was saying to her, their gazes locked in a heated clash. She felt an unusual sensation of weightlessness and the illusion held for a long moment as she stood enthralled by the promise in his eyes. “Any other man who would have showed up at that hour requesting such a thing would have most likely made me call the police. But you…I wanted you too even though I was scared as hell. I still can’t believe I did it. I could not recognize myself. But I do know one thing…that was the most beautiful, hot, sensual, enticing night in my entire life and I’d be more than happy to have nights like that with you for as long as I live.”

Their tender embrace turned to raging passion in the blink of an eye. Desire for one another spiraled higher, pushing away thoughts of the past and the future, lost in their happy place, their bodies yearning to move to the rhythm of a melody only they could hear.

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Author contact:

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Emily A. Lawrence lives in Transylvania with her family, hence her love for vampires and paranormal books. She is extremely passionate about fiction and has been writing stories, mostly fan fiction, for years now, but only began thinking seriously about publishing approximately a year ago. Having her family’s support, and encouraged by friends and fellow authors, she pursued her dream of becoming a published author.
Emily loves creating new characters with whom readers can identify themselves, and losing herself in their worlds. Usually, she writes contemporary romance in three heat levels: sweet, sensual and erotic. However, she would like to try her hand at other genres one day, such as paranormal or mystery.
When she’s not writing, she enjoys traveling and experiencing new cultures, new sceneries, food and meeting new people, or simply reading a good book.

Posted by: Author | August 28, 2013

Wordless Wednesday

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Posted by: Author | August 27, 2013

Tuesday Tales- Wave

Today’s word is Wave. Here’s more on the train story. Click here for the other entries.

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Cordelia waved at him across the room. He headed in her direction with Fiona and Mack in his wake.

When they arrived at the table, Win made a show of kissing Cordelia on the cheek. “How are you, darling?” He sat beside her.

“Lovely now that my handsome husband has joined me.” Cordelia glanced up at Fiona. “Come and sit, my friend. I think I’m going to have to order something that I don’t need to cut.” She lifted her arm in the sling. “I’m not going to be able to use a knife for sure.”

“Darling, you know I’ll cut your steak for you.” Win smiled at Cordelia and patted her good hand that rested on the table.

“Good because I was craving a T-bone so much.” Cordelia smiled over at Mack as he and Fiona took their seats across from the Barringtons. “What kind of meat do you like?”

“I’m a carnivore connoisseur, Mrs. Barrington. I’ll eat any meat that comes along.”

“Please, Mr. Plant, call me Cordelia. My mother—ahem, mother-in-law—is Mrs. Barrington.”

Fiona let out a little gasp. Win stepped on her toe under the table and shook his head. Good Lord, one of these women was going to give away the game and soon if he didn’t watch out. He should have known better than to let a good-looking man like Plant get near Cordelia. She was a hopeless flirt. Always had been.

“Then you must call me Mack.”

“I shall. It’s such a manly name, isn’t it, Fi?” Cordelia nodded at Fiona.

“It sure is and not only that, he’s a macho cop from Chicago.” Fiona smiled at the man seated beside her.

Posted by: Author | August 26, 2013

Book Review- Vanity Fare

51VdTYir4tL._SY346_PJlook-inside-v2,TopRight,1,0_SH20_Megan Caldwell’s Vanity Fare is a fun, witty read that also deals with some very real issues about self esteem and keeping your own identity after marriage.

The heroine is a forty year old woman with a six year old son. She is going through a divorce. Being a lawyer who represents people in divorces means I normally do not like books with that as one of the core issues. This book didn’t annoy me with that though as it didn’t get too deep in the details. Thank Goodness. I almost put it down but after the third chapter, I was okay and could tell it would be all right.

I enjoyed the literary references in the story as well. The heroine becomes a copy writer for a new bakery in NYC and she writes blurbs that tie literary classics to the baked goods. I admire the author for the cleverness of the idea. She did a great job pulling those together.

There’s no shortage of handsome men in the story as well. The author made me guess for a little while who would actually turn out to be the hero and I like that. I’m all for a deviation from the romance standard.

This is a great book to read with a nice cup of tea and some kind of baked good because you’re going to want one! There are even recipes at the end. All kinds of cool.

Posted by: Author | August 23, 2013

Friday Facts- August 23, 2013- Volvo

I drive a Volvo and I don’t think I ever shared with you all the meaning of the word in Latin. I love it. It means, “I roll”- it comes from the root word volvere which means to rotate, travel in a circle or revolve. How fun is it that the car company used that word for their autos?

The blog tour ends today with two more guest posts. These are the last chances to win the necklace I’m giving as the grand prize.

Check out my geography post here

and my writing quirks here.

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