Tuesday Titles: Redeemed by the Cowgirl

redeemed-by-the-cowgirl I am very pleased to reveal the cover and teaser for the next Red Dirt Royalty book. This is the book a lot of fans have been waiting for. Readers hate Cash almost as much as they despise Cyrus Barron. This is a pivotal book in the series…y’all will find out who Cash really is deep inside, and why he does what he does. The ebook releases on my birthday, March 1, and the paperback version comes out a week later on March 7th.

Everything he does is for family—including moving in with a woman he can’t trust…
Cash Barron has always been the good son, protecting his father’s billion-dollar empire. So when grifters target Barron Enterprises, Cash focuses on the femme fatale of the bunch. To keep tabs on Roxanne Rowland, he’ll move her into his luxury condo. And one step closer to his bed…

But Roxie is innocent—just a pawn in her family’s criminal game. Worse still, she’s long had a crush on ruthless Cash. So can Roxie find the chink in his armor and redeem this hard-hearted, hard-muscled man?
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I can promise you will laugh–hey, Roxie owns a Newfoundland named Harley, what can I say?–and I’ll bet dollars to donuts you sniffle a time or two when you read this book. It’s up for preorder now at almost all on-line retailers. Go snag your copy! You know you want to! 😀

Harlequin | Amazon | Apple iBooks | Barnes & Noble | BAM | IndieBound | Kobo | Target | Walmart

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Mondays and New Beginnings

Monday coffeeIt’s two weeks until Christmas. I’m not panicked. MUCH! I haven’t bought a present, nor stocking stuffers. No making, baking, or taking. Yikes! I really need to get in gear, huh? Would help if I had some Christmas wish lists…

So…in other news and updates. 😆 I have a new shiny. I’ve spent hours and hours rebuilding files, databases, apps, trying a new browser (still need to import my bookmarks from previous browers–I’m giving MS’s Edge a try. I can always go back to Chrome, though I’ve heard the rumor that MS/Win 10 doesn’t play nice with googly stuffs.) We’ll see. Anyway, NIKOS is up and running for all intents and purposes. I have photo files. I have Scrivener and Dropbox. I can write, which is a good thing since I need to have CRASH & BURN to the editor before New Year’s. YIKES! And Monday is a good day to get started on projects, right? Right!

Here’s a quick wrap-up of my week and weekend:

I hate technology. MAJOR headache but as mentioned, NIKOS is all good now. Mostly. 🙂 It is kinda fun to reach out and touch him and stuff happens. 😉

Army sang second. Why is this important? At the annual Army/Navy game, the loser sings their “school song” first, followed by the winner. Army sang second. For the first time in FOURTEEN YEARS! #GoArmy! Way back in the day, I dated a Westies. I had my choice of going to the Point for homecoming or going to Philadelphia (where the game was played back then) for the Army/Navy game. I picked homecoming. I still got to watch a football game but without the crazy crowds. 🙂

I’m still searching for a new book that will grab my imagination. Yes, still basically in a reading slump so leaning on old favorites while listening to a new-to-me author, Patrick Weekes, and his THE PALACE JOB. It’s a quest-style fantasy with a group of misfits. Interesting for when I’m shopping, cleaning, cooking dinner, dog dealing… What fantastic read would any of you recommend?

As noted above, I’ve got to get CRASH & BURN written. As of typing this yesterday, I’m about 1K words into it. I hope to have at least twice that many words by the time you read this. Oh! And stand by for tomorrow for a Tuesday Titles and cover reveal. 🙂

TV has been hit or miss–stuff to do, shows in reruns, Christmas specials in lieu of regular series. I’ve probably watched far more Hallmark Christmas movies than is good for me. However, since my next Harlequin deadline is a Christmas book, this is a perfect time of year to be writing it. Right after I finish C&B. 😆 Oh! Who’s seen the Apple Christmas commercial? The one with Brad Garret playing an iconic figure in horror fiction? Yeah, go Google and watch it. It’s worth it to see the long version.

So, that’s my life in a nutshell. What’s going on with y’all? I need book recommendations. I need gift ideas. I need…crud. I really need to get my Christmas cards done. *adds that to to-do list* First, though, another cup of coffee. What’s on your to-do list this week?

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Friday Sinema: Best Friends

Continuing with our series of John Lewis Christmas commercials, here’s one that is very sweet and about a boy and his best friend. Enjoy and Merry Christmas.

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Wednesday Words: Through the Window Darkly

wurkn-on-mai-plan-for-word-domination-caleb-pupIt’s Wednesday again which means it is time to play #1lineWed if you are on Twitter, or in my case, to post a snippet from my current WIP using today’s theme: **WINDOW**

I’m happy to announce that RDR#6, which is Kade’s book, is back in the hands of my wonderful editor and the title is now official: CLAIMING THE COWGIRL’S BABY. No cover yet but hey…progress!

So, following today’s theme, this is a short snippet from a scene where Kade goes to his mother’s house for some explanations.

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His mother walked into the living room and went to the mantel above the native stone fireplace. He followed. That fireplace held a lot of memories—his Christmas stocking, curled up in a sleeping bag “camping out” in the winter time. Roasting marshmallows for s’mores. The heavy wooden mantel held a variety of knick knacks. Photos. A couple of trophies from high school sports. A belt buckle he won at the College Finals Rodeo. His mom took down a picture, one taken of him when he was about twelve.

“Were you ever going to tell me?” He tucked his chin and rubbed at the tense muscles on the back of his neck. “If he hadn’t named me in the will, would you have ever told me?”

That question seemed to stump her, or maybe she just chose to ignore him. She walked back into the kitchen, with Kade trailing along, and she placed the photo face down on the counter. Digging in a drawer, she came up with a screwdriver and started taking the back of the picture frame off.

“Mom?”

She was staring through the window over the sink again. He moved up beside her and checked what was out there, saw what she was looking at this time—a doe and her half-grown fawn nibbling grass near the tree line and a picture much closer—his reflection standing next to hers in the window glass.

Families. As Pippa had said, they were complicated.
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So, what windows are your characters looking out of, into, opening, closing, or otherwise engaging with? What windows are doing the same in your life, if you aren’t a writer?

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Tuesday Treats: Apple Pie Dip

apple-pie-dipI snagged this recipe from Kraft Foods. I haven’t made this yet but it sounds like a great party dish for kids and adults as an appetizer or dessert. Yum! Easy to double or triple and I’d probably cheat and just by a bag of sliced apples to make it even easier.

APPLE PIE DIP

What You Need

1 tub (8 oz.) PHILADELPHIA 1/3 Less Fat than Cream Cheese
2 Tbsp. brown sugar
1/2 tsp. pumpkin pie spice
1 apple, chopped, divided
1/4 cup KRAFT 2% Milk Shredded Cheddar Cheese
1 Tbsp. finely chopped PLANTERS Pecans

Make It

Heat oven to 375°F.
Mix reduced-fat cream cheese, sugar and spice in medium bowl until blended. Stir in half the apples.
Spread onto bottom of shallow baking dish; top with remaining apples, cheddar and nuts.
Bake 10 to 12 min. or until heated through.

Serve with graham crackers, pita chips, cinnamon/sugar pita chips, Triskets, Wheat Thins, rice chips.

It’s even pretty healthy…

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A Monday in December

funny-pictures-my-official-monday-faceSo…technology. And interwebz things. These things are sooo not my friends! The bad news is my old faithful desk top is chugging like the little engine that almost could. The good news is, my Christmas present is coming early. Like Tuesday evening, or whenever the carrier gets here. I’ll be around! I’m getting a pretty-shiny-almost-new thing. It’s factory refurbished so I paid half-price for a powerhouse. That’s the hardware side of things. The software side means I have to take both Ol’ Faith and New Thing to a geek type person to suck and blow. I’m not even going to attempt it! And speaking of the soft side of things, I spent FOUR FREAKING HOURS fighting Gmail yesterday. Gmail is supposed to be the easy email client, right? headdeskWRONGWRONGWRONG!!!!!!!!!!!!! I still have a headache from doing this for hours yesterday. It shouldn’t be this hard. All I wanted to do was “fetch” emails from one secondary Gmail account into my primary account so I don’t have to remember to check to see if there are emails there. Except I kept getting error messages. And the help section for that error listed AN OPTION I DON’T HAVE IN MY SETTINGS!!! Seriously, Google?!?! What’s up with that?!?!?! *headdesk* Ahem. Moving on.

Writing: I got no editing done yesterday. None. Zip. Zero. Zilch. I can’t switch computers until I get this submission submitted because I can’t lose a day or two for the transition. Period. I shouldn’t have even been here typing this but I’m so frustrated I had to take it out on something so my poor blog is the scapegoat. And to top it off, I’m convinced I left out a whole huge scene needed for the plot and I’m already maxed out (give or take about 400 words) on the word count. Fun times. NOT!

TV? I’ve had Hallmark and Lifetime Christmas movies playing in the background and falling asleep by 11:00, which is good since I’am awake at 5-freaking-o’clock in the a.m. Not. Enough. Coffee. In. The. World. Just sayin’…

Sports: OU beat OSU. 😥 Cowboys are still going to the Alamo Bowl to take on Colorado. OU has to play Auburn in the Sugar Bowl. Now it’s basketball (not a fan) until around Valentine’s Day when pitchers and catchers report and spring training starts around my birthday!

Reading: Still basically in a slump. I’m listening to NAKED IN DEATH for the 100th time (that’s only a slight exaggeration!). I did start a book titled THE DARK HUNTSMAN. I’m working through it. Not a bad story. Like the characters, just in the wrong head space to get really excited. Which makes me a sad camper. 😦

Cold weather is coming. The outside decorations are up. I’m meal planning for dark, chilly nights. And I’m putting virtual ice on the pretend bruise on my forehead. What’s up with y’all? Share something to cheer me up. PLEASE!?!??!? 😉

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Friday Sinema: Christmas Moon

As mentioned last week, John Lewis is an English store known for their holiday commercials. Here’s a second commercial to remember the reason for the season. Merry Christmas. (And yes, I am aware I have a Christmas novella with the same name. However, once you watch the video, you’ll know why I chose this title. 🙂 )

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Wednesday Words: Don’t Let the Door Hit You

wurkn-on-mai-plan-for-word-domination-caleb-pupHump Day has once again rolled around and the #1lineWed prompt opens a lot of *DOOR*s. shifty-eyes-ani2faster

So, I finished the first, VERY rough draft of CLAIMING THE COWGIRL’S BABY, RDR#6 yesterday afternoon. Today, I’m scrambling to edit it and get it sent back to Mr. HQEd in NYC. Since I’m opening and closing doors, I thought I’d grab a snippet from it. This is in Chapter 1, and it has NOT been edited. At all. So…

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Removing his cowboy hat, he reached for the bandanna in his hip pocket, only to discover there wasn’t one. Instead, his fingers encountered the crumpled envelope—a certified letter requesting his presence at this place and time. And he had no freaking idea why. Cyrus Barron had hired him straight out of Oklahoma State University to run the Crown B Ranch, putting him in charge rather than one of Mr. Barron’s five sons. Was that why he’d been summoned?

He’d dressed up—for him. Starched jeans with a knife-edged crease, buttoned-up shirt, polished boots. No bandanna to wipe the sweat from his forehead, no spurs jangling as he walked. Kade used an index finger to ease the pressure of his collar against his throat. Hat in hand, he entered the building.

Kade stayed pressed into a back corner as the elevator stopped on lower floors. People got on and off. A few women smiled. Several men did double takes before their expressions turned speculative. This wasn’t first time his presence engendered that reaction. He wondered what people saw in him that created this response. Was it his Chickasaw heritage? His mother had been a full-blood. He knew nothing about his father.

By the time the elevator doors opened on the 36th floor, Kade was the sole occupant. He stepped into an impressive reception area defined by dark wood and leather. Both receptionists—one male, one female—glanced up. The young man frowned, the slightly older woman smiled.

Hat still in his hands, he approached the desk. “Ah…good morning? I think I have an appoint—”

Smile still in place, the woman interrupted him. “Good morning, Mr. Waite. Heidi, Mr. Barron’s assistant, will be here momentarily.”

He eyed the plush leather couches and the tall-backed chairs in the waiting area wondering if he should sit down. The tall mahogany doors that led to the inner sanctum of Barron & Associates, the law firm headed up by Chance Barron, opened, making a decision unnecessary. A petite, dark-haired woman bustled toward him.

“Good morning, Kaden.” She extended her hand and he automatically shook it.
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What’s in store for our intrepid cowboy? And what do y’all have in store for me? What doors have you opened or closed in your stories? Anything you want to share?

Oh, I DID “win” NaNoWriMo. RDR#6 came in at 50,016, though I hope to lose betwee 1-2K in editing. Plus, I did work on NIGHT FIRE, so that counted to. I’ll certify at some point today so I get my certificate and other goodies. 😉

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Tuesday Title: Rescue Moon

Just as yummy as a Tuesday Treat recipe but with no calories! Today is the Facebook party for Susan Stoker’s Special Forces: Operation Alpha Kindle World. If you are on FB and haven’t joined Susan’s world group, be sure to do so today. CLICK HERE. Each author in the November launch has a time slot. There will be fun times and freebies. My time slot is 5-5:30 EST, 4-4:30 CST, 3-3:30 MST, and 2-2:30 PST. If you’re time slot is different, sorry. You’ll need to figure it out because every time I try to figure out world times zones, I break my brain. 😆

If you already own a copy of the book, I’m crossing my fingers that you enjoy reading it. And I hope you’ll take a few moments to leave a review on Amazon and/or Goodreads. Please and thank you! Hint: You can click on the book cover to get to Amazon. Just sayin’… 😉

rescue-moonkw-210Here’s a little snippet from the prologue to tease you…

A guard reappeared, snagged Dana and dragged her off. When she got back to the cell, she corralled the kids, gesturing for them to huddle around her while she spoke.

“I’ve talked to the school and they’re negotiating,” she whispered, glancing over her shoulder to make sure they were alone. “We just need to stay calm, not piss them off, and with any luck at all, we’ll all get out of this unscathed.”

“This trip totally sucks, Ms. Peterson. I’d better get an A for all the hassle.” Kaylie leaned against the jock, Zach, and looked every bit the spoiled cheerleader.

Hours passed and the kids’ bitching grew in volume and nastiness. Even Elias, their resident geek, complained because they’d taken his smart phone and he couldn’t play any of his games—or hack into the NSA or something. When the metal cell door slammed open, even Clayton lost his swagger as two of the cartel members appeared.

“El Jefe wants you,” the guy she’d nicknamed Toothless drawled.

The other man grabbed and held her while Toothless ran his hands over her whole body, leering the entire time. “Gotta make sure you don’t got no weapons.”

Managing to control her reactions, Dana didn’t fight as she was led away, resolved to find some way to kill these men if they touched either of the girls. They led her from the basement dungeon into sunlight. The head of the cartel lounged next to his pool. What she initially thought was a shaggy lap dog turned out to be a woman’s head, vigorously bobbing up and down. Was she—? Dana gagged on the bile surging up her throat. Who did this kind of thing? Well, duh. The top guy in a Mexican drug cartel, obviously. Dana shouldn’t have been shocked, no matter how naive she felt.

“Good news, señorita. When the ransom arrives, your students will be free to go.” Relief washed over her but with a leering grin, he continued, “Too bad there is no money for you.”

Adrenaline rippled through her, leaving her skin tingling. A moment later, she was totally numb. Nothing worked—not her muscles, not her mind. She was going to die. Or worse.
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Go forth and buy the book, or come to the party on the offside chance of winning a copy or an Amazon GC. I now return you to your regularly scheduled social media.

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Monday in a Turkey Coma

Monday again coffee girlActually, it’s a writing hangover but since this is the Monday after Thanksgiving, I thought I’d go with the obvious. Today’s update is short. I have a looming deadline and I’ve hit the panic flail mode. Fun times.

There’s not enough coffee in the world today.

I’ll be mostly MIA from the interwebz for the duration. Deadlines come before real life. Or cyber life.

Just flipped on the TV after a push notice on my phone. The world is crazy–now listening to on-going news reports of Ohio State University shooting.

Learn to love each other.

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