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Monday, December 8, 2014

Interview of Jerri Gallagher: Author and Editor



I'm happy to welcome guest author Jerri Corgiat Gallagher. Jerri is the winner of the 2004 first place Award of Excellence for a debut novel. She’s authored five contemporary romances set in the rolling hills of the Missouri Ozarks, a series big on romance and tough on issues, following five women of the O’Malley family. Originally published by NAL, they continue to be available as ebooks. Now ten years later and working largely as a copy editor, Jerri is finishing the sixth and final novel of the series, available in 2015. 

As a freelance copy editor, Jerri counts Harlequin, Entangled, and Apub (Amazon’s publishing arm, via Girl Friday Productions), as well as several bestselling authors, among her current clients. She's also worked as a freelance line and developmental editor for Adam’s Media (Crimson Romance) and Tekno Books (performing services for Five Star Publishing), and as an instructor for Long Ridge Writers Group in Connecticut. Between 2004 and 2007, New American Library, a division of then Penguin Putnam, published her five contemporary romance novels written under the name Jerri Corgiat. Seventeen years working in the corporate world included copywriting for advertising, catalogs, and customer materials, writing reports, presentations, training mnauals, and human-resource handbooks. Jerri is a member of Editorial Freelancers Association (EFA), Novelists, Inc., and Authors Guild.

What led you to write your first novel?
Unemployment… and wanting to continue it! Ha! Seriously! Although I’d had several jobs I loved (including six years as a book buyer/retail store manager), when the bookstore closed, I’d taken a job I ended up despising. Then around 1998 an unexpected financial windfall allowed me to quit said job. The idea was to spend the summer with my then-child (now an adult), and resume job hunting in the fall. I thought if I could write a book instead, and sell it, I could delay the job hunting and make plenty of money with my prose.

Pretty funny, huh?

I’d always loved reading but had never tried my hand at writing anything lengthy. It proved to be a tad harder than I’d thought-imagine that-and so began a six-year journey haunting the library for books on craft, joining writer and critique groups, attending conferences, taking a continuing-ed fiction-writing class, all to enhance my writing skills…And then I had to do nearly the same thing all over again to learn how to market my finished opus…And then finished opus number 2, which is the one that eventually sold (SING ME HOME) to Penguin Putnam’s NAL.

All five books in your “Home” series are available in print and ebook, as well as a complete ebook boxed set. Any plans to add to the series?
Actually, they're only available used in print, with the exception of SING ME HOME, which sports a new cover and was re-released by Istoria Press on a POD basis. They still host the ebook versions of the HOME series.



And, yes, there’s a sixth book. I’ve been doing far more editing these days than publishing, but I wanted closure on this series, which was dropped by my publisher, when the blend of “soft” romance/WF/comfort-food books these are, ebbed in popularity.

Not an unusual story—one many, if not all, authors have encountered. Anywhoodle, I wanted to wrap up the O’Malley family’s saga with one last book, both to satisfy myself and readers who still ask for another.

Unfortunately, life has kept intervening in the last 7 years, with big ups and big downs, as it is wont to do. I now work full-time so my writing hours are few. Still… I’ve got only about six chapters left in need of revision, and then a layer of polish. I’ll get there… eventually. And I’m hoping not too long after the start of the year. At that point, I hope to find a new host for all six books, plus intend to revamp my web site, which is out of date. I’d like to throw my hat back into the romance ring. 

Although primarily an author of romances, you show an interest in trying your hand at mainstream fiction.  Can you tell us about any new projects? WIPs?
I finished a book about a year ago, titled CERTAIN DARK THINGS (or sometimes THISTLEFIRE, depending on my mood :-) Big departure from my usual fare: Think RIVERTON HOUSE or THE THIRTEENTH TALE. It’s what I’d consider an American Gothic, reminiscent of the old Victoria Holts, only set in Iowa in the decades between WWI and the end of WW2. Lots of family secrets, an illicit romance… twists and turns…and death.

My agent (yes, she’s stuck with me through thick and thin) peddled it, and while I received some stellar rejections… uh-huh, yes I did…and commentary, which indicated what revisions might sell it, we decided to shelve that book in favor of another. Which I’ve yet to write, although the idea is there along with the first twenty pages.  

Is there a setting for a book you haven’t yet used that you want to?
Yes, and I’ll use it in this next book. The Flint Hills of Kansas, during the 1930s. I am a child of Kansas and am in love with the grasslands, finding them both mysterious and nurturing. You don’t stare down from the Flint Hills, you stare out—at  rolling hills, magnificent sky.

The annual “burn” which scorches the earth so the new grass can grow has always fascinated me, too. It’ll be a motif in the book.

Most of your work day is spent copyediting for several publishers and authors.  Beyond getting the commas and hyphens  in the right place, I know very little about what a copyeditor does. Enlighten me please.
Oh my. This won’t be a short answer! Copy editors are charged to make various levels of edit by a book’s editor—in most cases light to moderate to substantive. A light copy edit involves flagging repetitive words or phrases, awkward verbiage (many times misplaced modifiers and the like), assuring dialogue tags are really tags, and noting anything that the line editor or editor may have missed. Many times, we are also asked to make suggestions for changes.

For a moderate or substantive fee, we’re paid for rewriting substitutes for those repped words or awkward passages. In my authoring-only days, I remember once having a hissy-fit (fortunately privately) over liberties a CE had taken with my book—not realizing my editor had asked her to do so, and that’s what she was being paid for.

For a light edit, we also fact-check basic information (geography, distances, titles of known works, quotes), make sure an author’s character didn’t have blue eyes on page 20 and brown on page 233, that the protagonist didn’t drive a van on page 5 and a Jeep on page 129. We flag and check trademarks for accuracy. We watch vocabulary. (It’s “VoilĂ !” and not “Walla!” Something sits on a mantel, not a mantle, on an altar, not an alter.)

We also track timelines –we watch to be sure a protag’s child isn’t getting up for grade school on Sunday morning, that a car ride from Kansas City to St. Louis doesn’t take only an hour, that characters aren’t being kept up and running for their lives for 96 hours straight, without taking at least a nap.  (And, yes, I’ve found all these things.)

And inconsistencies: Did someone have breakfast at dawn and then “Five hours later, he admired the sunrise”?

And then there’s the nuts and bolts, the grammar and punctuation…

Along with most people, I’d once thought copyediting was an application of grammatical rules, which often were a reflection of the whims of the copy editor and what she/he learned in grade school, and with “what sounds right.” As a writer, when my own work was copyedited, I was fairly certain the copy editor many times got things wrong. (“What does she mean by putting a hyphen there? I’ve never seen those words hyphenated before!”)

A copy editor—a good copy editor—tries to keep the work absolutely true to the writer’s voice, while also assuring the prose doesn’t contain lapses in readability (i.e. isn’t tangled to the point where the reader has to pause, even momentarily, to reread) and consistency.

While trying to make sure those criteria are met, rules aren’t rigid. There’s lots of room for author preference…

Is it “Oh my God” or “Omigod”?... “Last night she went to the store” or “Last night, she went to the store”? Either is fine, but it’s a CE job to make sure usage is consistent. (By the way, commas aren’t required after introductory phrases, except in certain circumstances. It’s the CE’s job to know what those circumstances are.)

The blueprints most publishers (and so CEs) use for fiction are the 1026-page Chicago Manual of Style and Merriam-Webster’s 11th. The publisher’s stylebook trumps both, though. (Publisher stylebooks are not consistent with each other. Nor are they always consistent with CMOS and M-W. Which is why authors often encounter differences in writing for more than one publisher.) Knowing all those rules, good copy editors know when and how they can be bent. And under what circumstances. They also know when they can’t.

This not only applies to punctuation but also to grammar—when to use which vs. that, past vs. last, blond vs. blonde, like or as if, fewer vs. less, on to vs. onto… the list is fortunately not endless—but almost!

Should a sentence start “So,” or just “So”—no comma? Is it “try and” do or “try to” do? What about mid-afternoon vs. midafternoon? E-mail vs email? Is internet capitalized—or not? Is someone well-deserving or well deserving and who decides? (Merriam-Webster, that’s who. While most “well” words aren’t hyphenated after a noun, they are when preceding it… unless the word appears in M-W with a hyphen, then it is always hyphenated. And no, spell check cannot tell a writer these things.)

Still with me? To different degrees for different publishers, copy editors also either check styling done by a designer and/or apply styling so that, for example, all films mentioned are in italics and all news articles are surrounded by quotation marks. So that all first paragraphs after a scene break are flush left… or the first four words are capped… or not.

Bottom line: While most individual items are not a Big Deal, taken as a whole, if copyediting is sloppily done, readers will notice. I figure it’s my job to help make the work shine.

(P.S. As for finding a typo in a finished work: Believe me, if any mistakes remain in a work once a good CE (and then proofreader) has completed his or her job, they are far fewer in number than the ones that were corrected!)

         Wow, you weren't kidding when you said this wouldn't be a short answer! A lot of detailed information that I'm sure many of us didn't know before today. Thank you!  

Did you base Cordelia, Missouri, the fictional town for your “Home” series on an actual Missouri Ozarks town? 
Sorta. :) The physical location for the town is a spot about midway between Stover and Cole Camp, both towns that I traveled through over the many, many years of summering in that area. Cordelia is bigger than both—more the size of Morgan County’s seat, Versailles—and it grows over the life of the series, which spans about twenty years.

When you have the time, how do you relax?
I love watching sports… baseball (the KC Royals journey into the World Series was just awesome!), pro football (go Chiefs!), college basketball (Go KU!)… as does my husband, so that’s a big pasttime.

We also follow a number of television shows, which we binge watch on Hulu or Netflix, like House of Cards, Parenthood, The Good Wife, and a dash of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D…

I’m also a walker. Two miles a day, most days. Occasionally farther, occasionally shorter. It’s my moving meditation. We also hike when we can… I love Colorado, although we only get there maybe once every few years.

You have plans to write a  historical saga during those moments when you have nothing else to do. :-) Can you tell us about it?
The Flint Hills during the depression is the setting for the new book. With a working title of PRAIRIEBURN, it’ll be of the same ilk as CERTAIN DARK THINGS and involve the unraveling of the mystery of a long-ago disappearance…

A young woman returns widowed and with her child to the town of Calliope, where she arrived years ago on the orphan train, which delivered her to a hardscrabble life she’d hoped never to return to. Calliope, and the people who populate it, rekindle memories of her twin brother, who disappeared when they were teenagers, and was presumed dead in an annual burn.

I plan to tell the story a la GONE GIRL (the ability of Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl’s author, just astounds me, and if I can be even half as skillful in the telling, I’ll be happy), from at least two POVs. Who did what will be the crux of the book. Things will not be as they seem.

Are you currently accepting copyediting clients? If so, how do they contact you?
Always! I can be contacted at jerri@legtech.net or email@jerricorgiat.com. I also have a website at www.jerricorgiat.com, which includes some brief information. I’m hoping to get a new copyediting-only website up during 2015.

You have a Bachelor of Science degree in journalism from the University of Kansas. Has the knowledge you gained from that degree been useful for your work as a copyeditor?
Oh, absolutely. Back in that day (about to date myself now), proofing and copyediting (they aren’t the same) were done manually. Proofreader marks provided the common language shared by everyone working on a piece, including the typesetter.

But more than that, my second-grade English teacher, Miss Carter, laid the groundwork. Anyone reading this old enough to remember diagramming sentences? I did a heckuva lot of that during grade school.

Now for some fun stuff about you:

As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?
A writer. Honest.

Favorite happy memory:
Honestly, there are too many to list. I’m generally a happy, optimistic person and find joy in lots of things, big and small.

What is the top thing on your bucket list?
A winter retreat in Rockport, Texas.

If you could have a super power, what would it be?
Flying!

Tell us where we can find you
FB: Jerri Corgiat Gallagher

Thank you for sharing with us, Jerri. Is there anything else you’d like to add?
A big thank-you for choosing to interview me, and a wish for everyone to have a wonderful and magical holiday season!

Interviewed by Polly McCrillis

Sunday, December 7, 2014

Interview of Author JoAnne Myers

Today I'm pleased to present an interview of romance author JoAnne Myers.

GIVEAWAY ALERT: Check at the end of this interview!

Latest Book: Wicked Intentions-7 bone chilling paranormal tales
Buy Link: http://www.melange-books.com/authors/joannemyers/WickedIntentions.html

BIO:
JoAnne lives in Ohio, and works at a local nursing home. The author of 7 books, JoAnne also canvas paints. JoAnne enjoys time with relatives, her dog Jasmine, and volunteers her time within the community. JoAnne believes in family values and following your dreams. Her original canvas paintings, can be found at: http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com

Q:Your novel is being made into a TV series/movie. Who’s in your dream cast?
A: That is an interesting question, because I am in the process of turning my detective/mystery “Murder Most Foul”, into a screenplay for television or film. For the leading man F.B.I. Agent Walker Harmon, the actor would need to be strong and courageous. Jason Statham would work. For the leading lady, either Angelina Jolie, or Emily Blunt. Both are beautiful and talented. My leading lady in Murder Most Foul, is a fighter.

Q: What’s your writing schedule like? Do you strive for a certain amount of words each day?
A: Absolute not. I don’t make deadlines for myself. I write when the feeling hits me, and when I have time. I don’t know how anyone could write under pressure.

Q: How much of yourself is hidden in the characters in the book?
A: I would have to say none, but what is hidden in my female characters, is the type of woman I wished to be. So I guess you could say my alter-ego steers my leading ladies.

Q: Of all your characters, who’s your favorite, and why?
A: From “Wicked Intentions” that would be Cassandra Lopez, because she is psychic.

Q: Do you eat comfort food/listen to music when writing?
A: I usually drink coffee, and listen to country music on this old beat up radio an ex-love gave me before he returned to Texas without me. LOL!

Q: How do you choose names for your characters?
A: I think picking names is easy. I just choose a name I like the sound of and I feel my characters would look like that if they were real. If the character is other then Caucasian, I use a name from that characters ethnicity.

Q: Give one advice tip to an aspiring author.
A: Keep writing and never give up.

Q: If you could give a younger version of yourself advice, what would it be?
A: To work on a college career. Start writing sooner, and put off having children until your career is established. That might sound harsh, but looking back, I believe financial stability is more important than falling in love and marriage. That stuff can always wait.

Q: Out of your entire backlist, which book has the best opening line? What's the line?
A: That would be from “Dark Visions” one story from my paranormal/mystery anthology “Wicked Intentions”. The line is, Waking from a nightmare was not the ideal beginning for twenty-six-year-old Carrie Reynolds’ birthday. I like this line because it is mysterious and eerie.

Q: How many stories are swirling around in your head? Do you keep a mental list, a computer file, or a spiral notebook filled with the ideas?
A: Right now only one story is bugging me. It is a SyFy comedy, entitled, Invaded by 26 Planets. I might need to change the title, I don’t know if I can find room for aliens from 26 planets in one book. It is still on the drawing board. Maybe one of these days.

Fun Stuff:
Q: What is your favorite holiday and why?
A: Thanksgiving, because I get to pig out.

Q: What are two things people might be surprised to know about you?
A: That I am shy, and opinionated.

Q: As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?
A: A stewardess.

Q: Favorite food.
A: Desserts.

Q: Favorite happy memory.
A: When my three kids were born.

Q: Favorite drink.
A: Coffee with cream.

Q: Hot summer days or chilly winter nights?
A: Chilly winter nights.

Q: What is the top thing on your bucket list?
A: Getting Murder Most Foul into a screenplay.

Q: If you could have a super power, what would it be?
A: To be a Jumper, someone who can think of a place and then be there in a matter of seconds. Cool uh?

Tell us where to find you:
Website: http://www.booksandpaintingsbyjoanne.com/
Amazon Author Page: http://amazon.com/author/joannemyers

Facebook Profile Page: http://www.facebook.com/joanne.myers.927
Publishers Author Page: http://outskirtspress.com/poemsaboutlifeloveandeverythinginbetween
Author Page: http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/board/forumdisplay.php?f=1990
Linkedin Profile Page: http://www.linkedin.com/pub/joanne-myers/59/7a4/332

BLURBS for “Wicked Intentions” 7 bone chilling paranormal tales
BLOOD TIES
After the mysterious disappearance of twenty-six year old wife and mother Lisa Smalley, her twin, Audra Roper, begins having dark and disturbing visions of Lisa’s disappearance.Trying to survive while looking for Lisa, Audra’s life becomes a roller coaster of risks, heartbreak, and intrigue.
THE HAUNTING OF BARB MARIE
Even as a child, Barb Marie saw dead people. This took an unhealthy toll on her throughout her childhood and young adulthood.
SUMMER WIND
When twenty-nine year old Ginger discovers the old mansion Summer Wind, she is mysteriously drawn to it. Immediately, the hauntings have a negative and profound effect on the family.

THE TRUTH BEHIND THE LIES-laying the Norfolk ghost to rest
Solving the brutal murder of American born Ruthie Geil becomes a gauntlet of attacks and more murders for Federal Police Inspector Ian Christian. Between the victims family, ex-lovers, and ghostly occurrences on Norfolk Island, the killer is closer than anyone realizes.
THE LEGEND OF LAKE MANOR
For the young psychic Cassandra Lopez, coming to the infamous and haunted mansion Lake Manor, was more like a mission.
THE APARTMENT
When young newlyweds Bill and Gayle move into their new apartment, their lives are plagued with sightings of evil ghosts that threaten their marriage and lives.
DARK VISIONS
When Carrie Reynold’s starts having nightmares on her twenty-sixth birthday, she believes her “dark visions” can solve the twenty year disappearance of her father.

EXCERPT: The Apartment
For a young couple in love with college ambitions Seattle, Washington was the perfect place to fall in love and marry. Little did Bill and Gayle Price know, but their happiness, their faith in each other and their sense of security would be tested beyond human limits.
* * * *
“Well…how does being a married woman feel?” asked friend and classmate Sukie.

“Is it true the sex gets better after marriage?” asked a second friend Amy, the bombshell horn dog.

Without hesitation, the plump and bubbly blond newlywed said, Fantastic. I would recommend marriage to anyone.”

“Well, I hope when I meet that special someone I feel and look as jubilant as you are right now,” said Sukie with a big smile.

“You will,” said Gayle, noticing her groom driving up. “There’s my ride. I’ll see ya in class.”

Sukie and Amy nodded and waved to Bill who waved back before opening the door for his wife. The young honeymooners kissed and drove off.

“I found an apartment in a great neighborhood,” said Bill, passing the newspaper to his startled wife.

She read the notice. “This apartment is located in the preppy part of town. We can’t possible afford it.”

“It’s only fifteen dollars more than what we pay now,” he said. “And it’s in a low crime area. I have a great feeling about this place.”

“Is that where we’re going now?” she asked, not recognizing the turns her excited husband was making.

“Yes. I told the realtor we were sick of the rowdy campus life and wanted a better neighborhood. She said this place sounded like what we were looking for. She said to come right over.”

Minutes later they arrived at the perspective new home. The first thing they noticed while approaching the first floor flat was the abundant amount of torn and broken furniture in the front yard. “What happened here?” Gayle asked, giving the rubbish the once over. “It looks like an animal chewed up the stuff.”

"Just as baffled as his bride, Bill said, “Maybe they had a big dog. I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation for all this.”

“There is!” chirped a voice from behind.

The couple turned and found the thirty-something realtor waiting for them.

“Hi,” she said. “You happy-looking folks must be Mr. and Mrs. Price?”

“Yes, we are,” replied Bill, extending his hand as his wife repeated his gesture.

“Whose property is this?” asked Gayle, pointing to the junk.

“Oh…it belonged to the last occupant. They left unexpectedly,” she said, still smiling.

“Did something happen here that we should be concerned about?” asked Bill. “I mean, this area is known for its antique stores and art walk. Not riff-raff tenants.”

“It was nothing criminal, I assure you,” she said. “Let’s go inside and have a tour.” She gave no further explanation.

Bill and Gayle apprehensively followed the enthusiastic woman into the apartment. Once inside they noticed extensive remodeling in process. “The paint and carpets look brand new,” said Gayle, noticing the work crew moving about.

“Yes!” piped the realtor. “We gutted the entire place after the last tenants.New floorboards, new dry wall, new fixtures.”

“Well, the rent is certainly in our price range,” said Bill. “Isn’t it, honey?”

“Oh, yes…it is,” whispered Gayle. She had an uneasy feeling about the place. But it would be silly to turn down such a great apartment, she thought.

“Great!” said the realtor. “You can move in Friday. I have the rental agreement right here.” She promptly removed the lease from her briefcase, and the young couple applied their John Hancock’s. It was a done deal.


GIVEAWAY ALERT:
Anything else you’d like to add?
I will be awarding two lucky people who comment each a paperback book of their choice. The choices are:
Murder Most Foul-a detective/mystery
Twisted Love-a biography true crime anthology
The Crime of the Century-a biography true crime
Poems About Life, Love, and Everything in Between
Loves, Myths, and Monsters-a fantasy anthology
Flagitious-a crime/detective anthology

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Make Me Surrender in What to Read After FSOG box set

I'm thrilled to be in the newest box set What to Read After FSOG!



99 cents for 11 novel and novella length romances.

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Here's the cover art, blurb and teasers from my novella Make Me Surrender. Enjoy! :)



Blurb:

She has a proposition…to win their attention, passion, hearts.

For over a year, Mercy’s had her eye on Travis and Dutch, two of the hottest guys on the Oregon coast. Dark and dangerously virile, Travis owns a saloon that caters to bikers. Dutch looks like one, right down to his impressive tats, and operates a motorcycle repair shop on the premises.

When a position opens in the saloon’s kitchen, Mercy sees a way to be near these sinfully sexy men, wanting the job and lodging, her cabin snuggled between theirs.

Travis isn’t so sure about having Mercy nearby. She’s deliciously curvy, but too nice. He’s into temporary fun. To Dutch, forever is a dirty word.

Imagine their surprise when sweet little Mercy encourages wild nights of carnal pleasure with a dash of bondage and spanking…followed by friendship and tenderness.

Before she’s through, these tough guys will be the ones who’ve surrendered.




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Friday, December 5, 2014

Musical Prompts...

Warren Zevon's Werewolves of London is playing in the background and I'm trying to stretch the little gray cells into some sort of order so that I can write an interesting blog. Lately, my energy has been going into day to day living, things like shopping for enough food so that the next time the weather is uncooperative, I don't have to fight the parking lot slush in order to eat.

You wouldn't think that songs like Werewolves or Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner would inspire a romance writer but it's more the intention, the driving beat that sparks the words. There was a time not long ago that I couldn't write with anything but instrumental music playing in the background but when I'm in the zone, not much will disturb me and for some reason Warren's CD kept me going for the eighteen days it took to write my last novella. I think that's about the fastest I've ever written 20k.

I do think it's time to jazz up the playlist though. I've been listening to Michael Buble` and the Goo Goo Dolls and even a little Johnny Cash but so far nothing is making my skirt fly up. I think I need to find some new inspirations but here comes the holiday season and there won't be much playing on the radio but Christmas music.

Come to think of it, it might be kind of a challenge to write something to the accompaniment some fun Christmas music. The Little Drummer Boy has always been a favorite. I don't think I've ever heard an artist do a version that I haven't liked. There's something about a child giving a gift from the heart that is uniquely his own. It's the spirit we all try to capture at this time of year. 

Hmmm. I think maybe my skirt just fluttered a bit. What about you? Do you work to specific playlists or have a particular holiday favorite?

Happy Holidays!

Paris Brandon
http://parisbrandon.com

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Oh Those Family Traditions by Rose Anderson

Tradition
*Here’s a bit of the standard definition:
  1. The handing down of statements, beliefs, legends, customs, information, etc., from generation to generation, especially by word of mouth or by practice.
  2. A long-established or inherited way of thinking or acting.
  3. A continuing pattern of culture beliefs or practices.
  4. A customary or characteristic method or manner.
When you stop to think about it, our world is filled with such processes and procdures. Never is tradition more present in our lives than in the months of November and December. For example: in November, Americans have their Thanksgiving dinners with tried and true recipes reserved just for that day. In my family, these once-a-year side dishes are all that remain of family members long since passed. We have another Thanksgiving tradition in my family – churning butter.

My then soon-to-be husband and I were back to the land urban dwellers who left the big city for the country. Back in the day, we looked for every opportunity to learn to do things by hand or make things from scratch. You wouldn’t believe the old-timey things I know how to do! Before we married, he gave me a small glass 1930’s butter churn. As you can see, the nifty little gadget has a tin lid outfitted with a crank and cog that turns a tin paddle inside. 

In my mind's eye I can almost see the original owner as she wielded a specially designed spoon to carefully skim cream from the milk bottle for her butter churn. Then as now, through domestic alchemy, heavy cream whirled in this ball-shaped thingamajig becomes butter. How cool.

We made butter for our first Thanksgiving as newlyweds and have done so every Thanksgiving since. My husband and I took turns back then, and yes it took a while, but hey, homemade butter. Not once in 37 years did it go unused. 



As our family grew, the tradition of making butter for our Thanksgiving feast passed to the kids. Funny how time changes things. As little children they got to make the butter. Yay! As teens they had to make the butter. Blah. As adults, our son and daughter still make our Thanksgiving butter in that little churn, but now the truth is out. They confessed they'd actually never enjoyed making the butter. (Hmm...mom and dad have memories saying otherwise.) 


The whole thing has become a source of endless laughter. The thing is, it’s not an easy task. In fact it takes at least an hour of constant cranking and often longer depending on the temperature of the cream. The highlight of making butter is not the end product, it's coming up with ways to pass it off to the other person -- "Here, churn for a while. I need to use the bathroom" or "I'll be right back, I have to help mom". Of course the intent here is to simply walk away and stick the other person with the job.

Last week's Thanksgiving butter torture was as hilarious as always.
My soon-to-be daughter-in-law had a go as did my two teenage nephews. We needed the extra muscle. This year was one of those 90-minute churn-fests. Even I took a turn but failed trying to dump it off on my son. My kids have come up with some colorful names and comments for the butter churn since confessing their disdain a decade ago. 

Thanksgiving lament
I can't believe it's not butter

Ball of hatred

The rage ball
 
Wheel of vitriol
Vitriolic hate machine
Edward’s bane

Butter slavery
The #@&%-ing butter churn

The churn of pain
The churn of death
Death by butter

What a funny crowd! Yes, I give thanks.

And speaking of traditions...
Not all that long ago there existed a thoughtful and personal way to tell someone you were thinking of them. Throughout the month of December and up to New Years Day, I'll be sharing 100 years worth of my vintage holiday postcard collection. Stop by my blog and enjoy the lovely keepsake correspondence people shared before the impersonal internet came into our lives. Be sure to scroll back so you don't miss any.  Subscribe and you'll get them straight to your inbox.

Do you have funny traditions? Share a smile in comments. :) 

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Rose is a multi-published, award-winning author and dilettante who loves great conversation and discovering interesting things to weave into stories. She lives with her family and small menagerie amid oak groves and prairie in the rolling glacial hills of the upper Midwest.


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Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Guest Blog: Sabrina York: The Waiting is the Hardest Part!

Okay, I am probably spoiled. I started my writing career working with a digital publisher. I sold my first book in November of 2011 and it was published in April of 2012. In terms of the publishing world, that is the blink of an eye.

I did not understand that then. I was just blissfully working on the next book and the next, all of which came out in rapid-fire order. Before I knew it, I had about fifteen books on the digital shelves. My editor jokingly complained that she couldn’t keep up with me. I do write fast…

But then, there was an unexpected delay. Something to do with a publishing schedule. A what? My publisher had a glut of books and started delaying releases. I am far too impatient for that, so I started self-publishing my Tryst Island Series. When you self-publish, you can launch books as soon as they are written, professionally edited and your promotion is in place. You have complete control over the release dates. It is dreamy! After I put out six books in the series—further spoiling myself by indulging my whims—I was invited to write a book for the Calendar Man Series for Decadent Publishing.

It was an exciting offer because I love that publisher, and my book would be the 12th in a series by a bunch of amazing authors. “Yes!” I cried. “I would love to do it.” I sat down and wrote Snow Angels, a sweet story of love and redemption featuring a wounded warrior snowbound with a woman who can speak to the dead.

OMG. I loved this story. It had everything. Steamy sex, a hot moody hero who needs healing, a spunky heroine with a sassy cay…and bacon. I was so excited and raring to go. And then I realized…it was March. And the book would not be released until December. December! Egads. My impatience gene went into overdrive. It seemed like FOREVER.

But I kept working on other projects, every once in a while sending out reminders to my readers, throwing contests and whatnot, to keep the excitement alive.

And, as these things go, December approached. The book launched and is out in the world!

It has seemed like an eternity, I tell you, but the delay was worth it. While self-publishing is a blast, an author can get better exposure by going with a publisher—and opportunities she might not be able to garner on her own. There are other benefits as well.

Yes. The waiting is the hardest part—but sometimes it is worth it!

I will keep reminding myself of that as I wait for September 2015—when my Hot Highlander series for St. Martin’s Press launches.

Oh, September! It seems like an eternity? Doesn’t it?

BLURB: SNOW ANGELS
The last thing Wade Masters wants on his month-long getaway to his sister’s wilderness cabin is company. A wounded warrior, Wade is looking for complete isolation to deal with the tragedy of his life and his screaming guilt. But company he gets, in the form of Lyssa Salk, a spunky, diminutive massage therapist. Who says she can talk to dead people.

Trapped together in the snowbound cabin, Wade and Lyssa have little else to do but help each other heal, spiritually, physically and sexually.

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BIO:
Her Royal Hotness, Sabrina York, is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of hot, humorous stories for smart and sexy readers. Her titles range from sweet & sexy to scorching erotic romance. Connect with her on twitter @sabrina_york, on Facebook or on Pinterest. Check out Sabrina’s books and read an excerpt on Amazon or wherever e-books are sold. Visit her webpage at http://www.sabrinayork.com/ to check out her books, excerpts and contests. Free Teaser Book: http://sabrinayork.com/home-2/sabrina-yorks-teaser-book/ And don’t forget to enter to http://sabrinayork.com/sabrinas-contest-and-newsletter/ win the royal tiara!

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Other Books by Sabrina York
Tryst Island Series—Steamy Contemporary Romance
Rebound Book 1
Dragonfly Kisses Book 2
Smoking Holt Book 3
Heart of Ash Book 4
Devlin’s Dare Book 5
Passion Book 6

Anthologies and Collections
 Heartbreak on a Stick (Hometown Heroes: Hotter Ever After Collection)
Five Alarm Fire (Erotic Contemporary for the High Octane Heroes Anthology, Cleis Press)
A Cowboy for Delilah (Erotic Contemporary for the Cowboy Heat Anthology, Cleis Press)
Saving Charlotte (Erotic Contemporary for the Smokin' Hot Firemen Anthology, Cleis Press)
Stone Hard Seal (Hot Alpha Seals: Military Romance Megaset
The Real McCoy--in the Cowboy 12 Pack

Whipped--in the WTRAFSOG Collection #8

ALSO FROM DECADENT PUBLISHING!
Fierce (A One Night Stand Story)

The last thing Katie expects—when she meets her friend Joy for a girls’ weekend in Vegas to celebrate her divorce—is an ambush. But Joy, determined to get Katie “back on the horse,” has submitted her profile with Madame Eve—who’s found her the perfect man.

Katie doesn’t want another man. She certainly doesn’t want or need confirmation that it’s her fault Mark could never satisfy her.

When Sebastian—scarred by the infidelity of his wife—overhears Katie’s confession, and the fact that she was faithful to her husband for ten years even though he never met her needs, he’s intrigued. More than intrigued. He’s determined to prove to this gorgeous, tempting, fascinating woman that she is not frigid. In fact, she is fierce.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Better Watch Out!

  "Ohhh.....You better watch out!
        You better not cry!
        Better not pout, I'm telling you why....
       Ca-ta-logs Are Comin' To Town!"
 Yup, it's that time of year. The time when our USPS mail deliverers get to play catalog Santa and stuff their cars, trucks and bags with  extra pounds of gift catalogs. The time of year when said catalogs vie with the monthly bills for space in our mail boxes. The time of year I make triple the number of paper recycling runs because specialty catalogs are spilling out of the baskets I use to hold magazines. 

"Make a list, check it twice; gonna find out who's naughty or nice;
Ca-ta-logs are Comin' To Town!"


"They'll show up when you're sleeping, and then keep you awake,"


"They'll make you laugh, they'll make you groan, 
Choose wisely for goodness sake!"
One of the catalogs in our mailbox this week is divided into gift types:
Gifts they'll love
Gifts they'll use
Thoughtful, One-of-Kind Gifts 

Gifts for Fun Times
Gifts With Unique Appeal

Practical and Colorful Gifts

The perfect catalog for the gift picker with an extensive list of recipients. Don't know what to get your boss? Go to the
Practical pages. The friend who has gone above and beyond this year? Deserving of a gift from the Thoughtful pages. For that eccentric friend on your list, steer clear of the Useful gifts and go straight to the Fun pages.
I'm a list maker but only for things I don't want to forget, not for gifts, unless it's something someone mentioned way back in June and I know I'll forget it come Christmas gift shopping time.  I like to choose gifts when I'm not trying to. That special something that brings to mind a particular someone; an item they'd never buy for themselves.

"Ohhhh, you better watch out!
Better be wise
Better not buy too much at one time 'cause....
Moooore
Ca-ta-logs Are Comin' To Town!"

Where's the catalog to order one of these?!

 

Imagine how many readers--zillions of shoppers--an author would reach if they could slip copies of a chapter or first page of one of their novels into a holiday catalog. Like the shopping supplements/circulars in Sunday newspapers. Maybe if I'm a good girl next year Santa will pencil me in on his Nice List and put in a good word for me with the catalog publishers. A person can wish, right?

How about you? Catalog shopper? On line shopper? Or do you brave the malls?

Happy Holidays! from Polly

www.pollymccrillis.com
blog post every Tuesday on my website
Just released holiday story, "Reeled In" in Highland Press's Christmas Kisses anthology
http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Kisses-Polly-McCrillis-ebook/dp/B00P8H98WG/ref=sr_1_21?ie=UTF8&qid=1417378034&sr=8-21&keywords=Christmas+Kisses

  

Monday, December 1, 2014

Remind Me with @AuthorNicMorgan




Welcome to Romance Books 4 Us everyone. I'm your tour guide for the day, Nicole Morgan and as some of you may have noticed I drop by with a new post on the first of every month and either ramble like a fool or amaze you with my intellect. LOL. Okay, yes that last one was a stretch, but...I've got you smiling now, don't I? Now that you're good and loosened up, go ahead and kick your shoes off, sit back, relax and enjoy!


Remind Me

Have you ever needed to be reminded? I think we all have a time or two. Sometimes we forget to feel while we're just going through the motions. So this holiday season please don't forget to hug and kiss your loved ones. Life is just too short. Happy Holidays everyone! 



After 12 years of marriage, Priscilla Blackwood has decided to leave her husband. Retreating to their mountain cabin, she hopes the time away will help heal the heartache she feels from leaving the only man she’s ever loved.

When Max Blackwood returns home to find out that his wife has left him he is devastated. Refusing to give up on her or the life they’ve built together, he sets out to find her before it is too late. When a winter storm hits, his plan to rescue their marriage careens off course.

Will being stranded together in a blizzard be enough to repair their broken relationship? Or will Max be forced to say goodbye to the woman who stole his heart so many years ago.


Adult eXerpt 
His chest contracted and expanded in painful successions. Everything he'd become had been inspired by her. She'd walked by his side, fought for their life together, and become more than a wife...she'd become his reason for being. To not have her, to live without her, it was too unbearable for him to consider.
He couldn’t help himself from reaching down and wrapping his arms around her and holding her tight. To his surprise, he didn’t feel clothing or pajamas. He couldn’t remember much of what happened after he got here. Feeling her naked skin made the rest of it inconsequential.
She felt unbelievably good under his touch. His fingertips gently rubbed at her back, trailing along the curves of her shoulders and sides. As he allowed his hands to wander further down, he felt the round globes of her ass and palmed them in his hands.
His cock instantly responded to her soft body and began to thicken and harden underneath her. He breathed in deeply and took in the scent of her hair. The familiar smell of that minty shampoo she always used made the moment that much more real.
“Cilla,” he whispered while gently brushing the hair from her face.
She stirred in his arms and looked up at him through sleepy eyes. “Max. Are you okay?”
“I am now.”
“Your head. It looks worse this morning.” She reached up to touch it, but her actions were halted.
He raised his arms and placed them underneath hers, pulling her up to him. He didn’t wait for an invitation or a sign of acceptance. He just took what he wanted, what was already his, and what he had no intentions of letting go.
He crushed his lips against hers and swiped his tongue inside her mouth. The delicious flavor of her kiss had never tasted so sweet. Her soft body melted against his as she met every part of his kiss. Her tongue stroked against his as they fed off of one another.
Her acceptance was one of the many things he loved about his Cilla. Such a sweet and loving wife, but in bed she could set his soul on fire. She never held back or pretended to hide her true self. She embraced her sexuality and how good they were together.
He lifted his hips and ground his cock against her body. Dropping his hands, he slid one between their bodies and searched for the warmth between her thighs. It didn’t take him long before he found exactly what he had been pursuing. Her closely shaven hair felt like freshly spun silk underneath his calloused fingers.
He let out a groan filled with a combination of frustration and delight. He loved Cilla anyway he could get her, but he’d always preferred a smooth shaven pussy. It was a predilection of his that she never seemed to forget. Proving, as always, that she loved to please him.
He slid his fingers past the slick folds of her pussy and dipped his middle finger inside. A whimper tore from her, which he quickly swallowed. He loved feasting on the lascivious noises that came from her. They were like fuel to his fire, encouraging him to take more.
Hot juices coated his finger as he continued to play with her, ensuring her readiness for him. He pulled his finger out and worked her wetness up and down along her slit. With his thumb he pressed against her clit and strummed it. He alternated his pressure, touching soft and then hard, moving faster and then slower. He continued the taunt until her body started to squirm against him. His cock twitched in anticipation when he felt her start to move. He knew his Cilla and knew she was past the point of no return.
Pulling his hand out from between them, he lifted her up, effectively breaking their kiss. They stared at one another breathlessly as he pushed her back until she hovered over his cock. She straddled him as he positioned himself at her entrance. With his cock fisted in his hand he looked into her eyes like he had so many times before. They were blue and absolutely breathtaking. There wasn’t a spec to her irises that he didn’t know. He studied every microscopic millimeter of those eyes and knew them as surely as he knew her body. He sensed her hesitation despite her readiness. He knew they needed to talk about her letter, about why she did it and about so many things. This wasn’t the time, though. He needed this, and from the gaze he saw in her eyes, he knew she did, too. She didn’t say a word as he pushed himself forward. Her head dropped back and her body arched into his thrust.
Sweet Jesus.
Max grabbed onto her hips and squeezed her soft skin. She held him so snug in her wet heat. Each and every time felt like the very first. He couldn’t count the moments he’d told her their bodies were made for one another. It was a fact that had been proven to him over and over again. Her pussy held him like a velvet laced vice. There was nothing as exquisite as having his cock held by his Cilla. 




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That's all for me this months, guys and gals. 
I'll see you here next month,

Same bat time...Same bat channel.




Nicole Morgan is an author of erotic romance novels, which more often than not have a suspenseful back story. Erotic romance mixed with good old-fashioned whodunit. While she's written everything from contemporary to paranormal her leading men will more than likely be wearing a uniform of some kind. From military to police officers, she has a love for writing about those who protect and serve. From her very first novel about Navy SEALs to her more recent releases you will be sure to find a few twists and turns you were not expecting.

She also has a recurring monthly column in Book & Trailer Showcase's eMagazine, is a proud member of the Romance Books 4 Us Gold Authors, as well as Sweet and Sexy Divas. In addition, Nicole is one third of the scintillating trio, Mile High Muses and is the twitter coordinator for Marketing for Romance Writers.  


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