Posted by: Author | January 9, 2015

Friday Facts- January 9, 2015- Happy Birthday, Elvis

Yesterday would’ve been Elvis’ 80th birthday. I thought I’d share a great song of his that I love- since I write romance, this is a great song to like. Check out Such a Night here

I have two personal connections to the King of Rock and Roll. My great aunt and uncle knew the Presleys when they lived in Tupelo and my great aunt even changed his diaper.

Sam Phillips (also a January baby- born on the 5th) who owned Sun Records is a cousin. His grandfather and my great-grandmother were brother and sister, so he was first cousin to my grandfather.

Posted by: Author | January 7, 2015

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Posted by: Author | January 5, 2015

Tuesday Tales- January 6, 2015- Gray

Back to Tuesday Tales after a brief hiatus. I’ve started another story even though I have three to edit and two to finish. I’m feeling a bit ADHD lately. I’m going to work this one for TT and then edit the others in the meantime- I promise.  This week’s word is gray. Be sure to check out the other stories here. Badge for TT - very small

Nasty smoke filled the air making Lanett want to gag more than she already wanted to when she was invited to the dive bar after work. What happened to that law about no smoking inside? How was this place getting past that rule? Lungs burning and eyes watering, she glanced around to see where her friend was with the drinks. Get this toast done and get out was all she wanted to do.

“Lookie, lookie,” Amanda stepped up to the table waggling a bottle of champagne. “I’ve got more.” She stopped and stared at Lanett. “I’m glad to see you finally made it. We’re way ahead of you on the celebration. What took you so long to get here?”

“I told you I had to get something out before I could leave work. I left as soon as I could.” Lanett knew this was a mistake. The others already seemed to be well on the way to being drunk. Totally not her scene at all.

“Gina, grab Lanett a flute and let’s drink a toast to my freedom.”

“How many toasts have you already drank?” Lanett asked.

Amanda sat on the only empty bar stool left at the table for four. She filled her own glass, then Gina’s as well as Marcia, the fourth person’s. Gina passed an empty flute. Amanda filled it and handed it to Lanett. “I’ve lost count. Does it really matter?”

“Maybe you need to slow down a little.” Lanett said. Her friend seemed frantic almost to the point of manic. For someone who professed to be happy about her divorce, Amanda was acting more like someone who was trying not to cry.

“What do you know about it? I’m celebrating being free from Tim and you’re trying to put a damper on the merriment. Maybe you and that gray cloud of rain over your head should’ve skipped out on this gathering if you were going to be such a party-pooper.” Amanda held her glass up and saluted Gina and Marcia, ignoring Lanett.

Posted by: Author | January 2, 2015

Friday Facts- January 2, 2015- Winston Churchill

winnieOne of my favorite historical figures of the 20th century was Winston Churchill. He was an amazing man who was full of brilliance. I would have loved to meet him. He lived to the awesome age of 90 (died Jan. 1965) and was even alive when I was a little kiddo. It’s really mind-blowing what all he saw in his lifetime. Think about the folks born in 1874 like him who lived as long as he did- the things that changed in life in those 90 years are really unreal. We went from horse travel to automobiles and man, did those autos change.

We also went from rutted, hewn out roads to paved interstates. Breaking the sound barrier and flying solo across the Atlantic Ocean happened during the man’s life as well. He lived during the reign of two queens and four kings. That’s a big wow, yeah? He was brave and tenacious and helped keep Europe out of the Nazi’s hands but he was also a pet lover. He had two special poodles in his life- Rufus and Rufus II (about whom he said the II was silent- LOL). This story about him and Rufus II is so sweet:

According to University Archives, “Rufus II sat on Churchill’s lap one evening as they watched “Oliver Twist.” At the point in the film when Bill Sikes was about to drown his dog, Churchill covered the poodle’s eyes and said, “Don’t look now, dear. I’ll tell you about it afterwards.””
A great man with a grand heart! On January 24, 2015, it will be 50 years since the man died. You heard it here first. Get your champagne ready to toast the man on the 50th anniversary of his death.
Posted by: Author | December 31, 2014

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Posted by: Author | December 24, 2014

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Posted by: Author | December 17, 2014

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Posted by: Author | December 15, 2014

Tuesday Tales- December 16, 2014- Dance

This week’s word is dance and I’ve now finished the Valentine’s Day story I’ve been working on but thought I’d share one more week’s words on it with the TT gang. I wish we’d had this word in the early part of me working on this story since a lot of it takes place at a dance itself. BUT, clever cuss that I am, I was able to work the word in later in the story as the hero and heroine take a swim at the local ski resort’s indoor pool. BE SURE TO CHECK OUT THE OTHERS HERE.

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Mattie patted the space next to her and almost before she knew it, Kevin was out of the water and seated next to her.

“Yes.” She nodded. “I took some time to think about things myself last night and realized that even though I have a nice career in the city and a lovely condo to live in, I’m not really living. I’m existing but it’s not really what you’d call a life.”

“So what exactly are you saying?” Kevin took her hand and entwined his fingers in hers.

“I could dance all around it but I won’t be coy. I’m saying I’m ready to stay here for a while—”she held her hand up—“let me finish.”

He smiled but stayed quiet, urging her on with a look in his eyes she recognized as hope.

“I’m not going to rush right out and put my condo on the market, you understand but I’m going to explore the possibilities with my boss about working from here since most of my work is done on the computer. If—and I mean that as a definite if—this works out, then I’ll consider selling my place and making it permanent.”

Posted by: Author | December 11, 2014

M V Freeman Has a New Release

Ms. Freeman is a friend of mine as well as a fellow member of the Southern Magic RWA chapter. She has a new book out and I signed up to help get the word out. mv

Excerpt from Incandescent, by M.V. Freeman

She could stay in this room and wait—for what? She wasn’t waiting to find out. She let the curtain fall, moved to the door, and opened it. That she wasn’t in a cell, chained up, or locked in proved she had an opportunity, and she was going to take it. If she couldn’t find her way out of this creepy compound, then at least she needed to find a phone. She’d watched enough episodes of I Survived to know that staying put was the worst thing to do. The police needed to be called. She wasn’t anyone’s captive.

With a sense of determination, Laurie followed the same path she took earlier. This time the house was silent, and she didn’t allow herself time to pause. As she descended the darkened stairs, she spared a thought about her earlier collapse. Maybe someday she would figure out what had happened, but she wasn’t going to hang around here just to get answers.

Below her, the foyer was in shadows. The only light was through the large palladium window over the front door. It struck the elaborate crystal chandelier and sent erratic dots of light into the murk.

As her foot touched the bottom step, a door in the foyer slid open, and a thin sliver of light stretched across the floor like an accusing finger pointing in her direction. Laurie dropped into a crouch and pressed close into the shadow of the rail. She almost forgot to breathe as she spied a silhouette framed in the doorway.

Go away, Laurie chanted in her mind, biting her lips. As if hearing her, the door shut.

Laurie exhaled and moved. Another tidbit she learned from I Survived: keep going. Don’t stay—or was that the opposite? Too late now. She’d thought about using the front door, but it occurred to her that, although the guards weren’t in the foyer any longer, they still might be on the other side of the door. There had to be another door or possibly a window she could slip through.

Laurie wasn’t normally afraid of the dark, but now it gave her a creepy feeling, as if the darkness had eyes. She’d be glad to get the hell out of this place. She moved cautiously toward the back of the house, passed a dimly lit open doorway, and realized it was the laundry room. A familiar flash of green inside the room stopped her.

There atop other ruined items in a trashcan by the sink were the frayed remains of her purse.

Oh God, please let my phone be in there.

Laurie eagerly picked up the purse, her hands shaking as she felt the melted fabric for a way back into the bag. She finally gave up and tore into the weakened material, stunned to find her wallet miraculously intact.

Thank God.

She shoved it into her pocket and continued digging. After pushing aside a couple of unrecognizable melted lumps, she pulled out her Blackberry with a barely suppressed whoop of triumph.

“Please, please work,” she whispered as she turned it over in her hands. The face plate was warped and cracked—not a good sign. She pushed the green button. When was the last time she’d charged it?

To her knee-weakening relief, the number keys glowed. Laurie punched in 9-1-1 and waited with her heart in her mouth to hear it ring. It rang.

Yes.

And then her phone went dead.

Available Now: http://www.amazon.com/Incandescent-M-V-Freeman-ebook/dp/B00PNQG6XG/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1416503786&sr=8-1&keywords=mv+freeman

Author: M.V. Freeman

Title: Incandescent (Hidden Races series, book one)

Genre: Supernatural Romance

ISBN: 978-1-623421-51-9

Release Date: December 9th, 2014

Available in eBook and Paperback

Author Website: http://www.mvfreeman.com/

Twitter: @MVFree

Author Bio:

M.V. Freeman lives in North Alabama. A nurse by day, at night she enjoys creating and exploring alternate worlds within our own.  She gravitates toward stories of determined heroines and anti-heroes who push the boundaries as they both fight to find their light in the dark.

M.V. is represented by Victoria Lea from The Aponte Literary Agency. Her award-winning and best-selling debut novel INCANDESCENT is the first in the Hidden Races Series.  Currently she is working on the third book in the series, while plotting others. When not writing, she can be found reading, cooking, throwing around kettle bells, or making coffee. You can find out more about her here at: www.mvfreeman.com

Posted by: Author | December 10, 2014

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