January 29, 2011
This blog shop is sponsored by my very good friend Ruthi aka abitoshunsine. Check out her site and you might even find something beautiful to fill and empty spot in your house!
This week I tried to add as many followers as I could to my blog roll and in the process I came across Book Loving Mommy who has a fantastic blog and a list of challenges longer than I can even begin to say. ANYWAYs one of her challenges is to review the books by the authors that are her followers -- just my luck - I'm her follower AND I'm an author! Go figure.
But, back to business.
Reviews4Reviews.com which is the online review site I own for authors to review other authors has signed up a new author for the year: K. Lippi and her book: 13 Days:The dark Circle.
In the coming week I hope to complete my blog roll as well as to add more followers and make more connections with members of Book Blogs.
January 26, 2011
This weekly hop is sponsored by a friend of mine. Ruthi aka abitoshunshine and the idea is to put down 100 words of the book you are reading and talk a bit about that book so that you can excite readers to go get that book.
Well, I am going to put down 100 words of something else this week - it has to do with Friendship, because that is what was really important to me this week. So, maybe you can read this blog and hop along and put down 100 words of something that was really important to you this week and we can get this WOW weekly 100 words going so that eventually we will have 100 bloggers hopping along!
Here are my 100 words --- what are yours?
We're your friends to the bitter end
When you are down
Who comes around
To pluck you up
And when you're outside, looking in
Who's there to open the door?
That's what friends are for!
Who's always eager to extend
A friendly claw?
And when you're lost in dire need
Who's at your side at lightning speed?
We're friends of every creature
Comin' down the pike
In fact we never met an animal
We didn't like
So you can see
We're friends in need
And friends in need
Are friends indeed
We'll keep you safe
In the jungle forevermore
That's what friends are for!
January 22, 2011
It is Shop Hop Saturday
Like I said..... I got more involved this week in other people's blogs and decided to check out what was going on in the World Wide Web and see what review sites were doing. Unfortunately I didn't get to do as much as I wanted because real life got in the way --- (oh well).....
We signed up a brand new author on Reviews4Reviews! She came to us by way of Readers Views! Hopefully she will be added her books as well.
I did sign up for the Free Press Blog Tours on Book Blog - I am going to see what they do. I think a new book a month is reviewed and a blog tour is involved. All I know for sure is that The Memory Place by Mira Bartok is the book for January and the reviews are supposed to be posted by January 26th - Simon and Schuster are sending out free copies of the book. Hopefully I will make a few connections through this group!
Also, I started interacting with a few other people online and my goal for the coming week is to actually go OUT there and make some new connections.......
Also, my publishers are being REALLY great and Disrupted Lives should (cross your fingers!) be out in April!
January 19, 2011
This is a weekly hop sponsored by my very dear friend Ruthi aka abitosunshine. To find out more about this hop check out Ruthi's place.
This Weekly 100 word is supposed to be 100 words from the book we are reading....but EVERYONE knows I NEVER follow the rules (tee hee hee) so I decided to put in 100 words from Disrupted Lives - it is coming out VERY SOON! and that way you will all be teased a bit!
So - without further ado ---- This week's 100 WOW words:
Isabelle shot Lori a look that instantly let her know she asked the wrong question. “No. His mother is no longer here.”
“Oh,” Lori said, feeling as if someone had just punched her in the stomach. “Didn’t you say the baby was only two days old?”
Hawkish eyes drilled into her, “Yes I did. What’s your point?”
“I just thought the mother would still be recovering that’s all.”
Isabelle quipped back, “She isn’t.”
Chad quickly stepped in, “Is there anything else we need to do here?”
Isabelle said. “You can take that bastard and give him a decent life.”
If you want to join in the blog hop - jump over to Ruthi Reads and join in the fun!
See you next week!
January 16, 2011
Ruthi is a very good friend of mine and sometimes everyone needs a gentle push to remind themselves of what the goals should be. I mean, let's face it....We can't pay our bills with smiles. So when she came up with this Shop Hop Saturday for business bloggers I knew I had to jump on board the train....I just needed an extra shove to get me on the train and not on the track. I am an author in my heart and would love to do nothing other than write....but four years ago I discovered that part of the author game is getting in front of people and making a difference.
SO last year I started a internet review site Reviews4Reviews that was designed for authors to review other authors. Now everyone I talk to about this loves the idea . . . but as far as feedback goes on the blog it is like writing to ghosts.
When Restored Hope came out in August I joined Bookblogs and started singling out book reviewers and asking them to review my book. My goal for this year, and I will update the status every Saturday on the the Shop Hop - is going to be visiting other review sites and see how they do it and what their feedback is. Maybe there is a secret that I haven't discovered yet.
So while we're all supporting each other, we just might learn something new along the way....
Here's to all my other business owners in arms..... Have a good week!
January 14, 2011
I turned over the manuscript for Disrupted Lives to my publisher on the first week in December and for the first time in 5 years I actually had absolutely no idea what my next novel was going to be about. Now that might not sound like such a big deal to most people, but to me it was major. I have always had at least one or more ideas tromping through my head as I was completing a novel. I even made that comment to the publisher when I got the green light for Distrupted Lives and she was even shocked.
Well, not to fear....the idea came quite quickly and the new work is called Skewered Halo. I already have the prologue and I believe it is quite good....but as I stated in the beginning of this blog.... I am going to do something I have never done before.
I would like the opinion of my followers on the prologue to Skewered Halo. So please, please, please leave comments below on the following excerpt from the yet to be written novel: Skewered Halo:
She took one last walk through the house as if it was her first time. Starting from the front door she couldn’t help but notice the safety screen. You know the type. The ones that let you see from the inside out, but won’t let you see from the outside in. “I wonder what kind of chaos occurred in this house before we bought it to require the necessity of this screen and why in the fifteen years I’ve been here I never felt the desire to remove it?”
She found herself right in the middle of the living room. That is if you could call it a living room. It was much more a war zone than a living room. This was the room where the ‘adult’ who held the most power would retreat to and claim victory, for the night, or the day, or the weekend. Living was the last thing that went on in that room. She smiled as she remembered the holidays spent in that room. Christmases with grandparents spending exorbitant amounts of money on gifts that would be destroyed within days. Weren’t parents supposed to be smarter than that? Couldn’t they see through the bullshit?
She slowly wound herself down the hall to the bedrooms. The first door on the right was her son’s room. Kyle had been an angel from the moment he was born. Nothing and no one could ever put out his light. Just watching his wonderment at life could crack even the hardest of shells. No one walked away from Kyle without a smile on their face.
When Trevor came along a year later Kyle welcomed him with open arms and the boys were inseparable. The room for one immediately became a room for two. Bath time became playtime. She crossed the hall to the tiny bathroom and could picture the two of them playing in the tub. Tears crept into her eye and she swatted them away. This was not the time for tears.
She continued her journey to the next bedroom. Although it was empty she could see the tiny silhouette of her daughter drawing. “Look Mommy, I made a pretty picture for you!” She had just smiled at her and said that was nice; too busy to take notice. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she went into the master bedroom and reminisced about the day they’d bought the house.
“I hate this bathroom Gary.” She’d told him. “It’s ridiculous.”
“I know, hon. We’ll get it fixed right away.” He’d promised. That never happened. She turned over the keys the next day and decided she needed one last shower.
Hot water pummeled out of the showerhead onto her tightly stressed shoulders. She adjusted the knob to the hottest it would go and allowed the heat to penetrate. Slowly adjusting her head to allow the warmth to work its way into the taut muscles of her neck she began to relax. As the tension gently dissipated tears began a free falling cascade down her cheeks.
“Damn it!” She said out loud although she knew she was alone in the house. “Why the hell am I crying? I should be happy, right? Damn right I should. I hate this house and have for a long time.” She started to laugh. “Okay Diane you’ve really gone off the deep end this time. You’re actually having a conversation with yourself, out loud, while you’re taking a shower. I’m pretty sure this is something Gary would have called ‘projecting your feelings onto someone else and not dealing with the real issue.’ Well screw Gary and all his psycho mumbo jumbo. He’s not here and I am so I can do all the talking to myself I want.”
She looked around the shower and noticed the mold growing up at the ceiling line and the cracked tiles along the walls. Then she looked down at her feet and noticed the tiny mounds of cement that had been there since they had moved in fifteen years earlier. They’d often times spoken of redoing the master bath, but that, like other subjects, never came to fruition. So the master bath was still rigged up for a handicapped person. Suddenly she found the entire situation hysterical and began to laugh out loud.
“I swear Diane Newsome Montrose you need to be committed. You are loony at best.” She turned off the water and grabbed a towel to wrap herself up in. Then she grabbed another one to wrap her hair in. Stepping out of the shower she instantly felt woozy. Perhaps it was the change in temperature, perhaps it was that she hadn’t eaten all day or perhaps it was . . .hell it could have been anything! She put the toilet seat cover down and sat atop it, regaining her bearings.
Not for the first time, and certainly not for the last, she said, “Damn you Gary Montrose! I hope you’re rotting in hell!”
January 5, 2011
I am part of bloghop for Wednesday 100 word blog hop.
This week I finished reading The Greatest Tragedy of All by Deanna Lee Warren. (You can see the review at my other blog.)
Here are the 100 words that I felt gave the best impression on the 'devilette' on first blush:
"It's nice to meet you," Lee said, wondering what planet she'd fallen from; she and Kade had seldom seen eye-to-eye on anything, but Lee smiled, her gaze falling on Wyn's well-rounded firm breasts and nipples that were taking on a life of their own beneath her flimsy tee Wyn was different from the women Kade usually dated, and an old saying leapt into Lee's mind like flames to gasoline; if it seems too good to be true, it probably is. Stop it she told herself. Wyn seemed nice, and besides Kade liked her, and that was all that mattered.
I thoroughly enjoyed this book and I hope you will too!
Here's the Linky list for this blog hop: