Monday, June 16, 2014

UtopYA 2014... Are You READY??



UtopYA 2014 is this weekend!! AHHHHH



I am supa excited to be heading back this year, for the WHOLE weekend! I will be moderating the Blog Your Face Off Panel with some amazing peeps which include....

SupaGurl Heather - me :) 

These gals are kick-ass and we will be discussing everything we can come up with for Authors and Bloggers! So make sure and stop by to oogle all of us and take away some Information that will help you whether you are an Author or a Blogger!

ALSO... Tess and I will be rooming together again *squee* and you know what that means?? End of the day Video Review!!! Be on the lookout for that as well.

I cannot even begin to tell you how excited I am to be going and learning more and of course getting to see all the amazing people that I fangirl over everyday :) 

xoxo




Saturday, June 14, 2014

UtopYA 2014 Photo Bomb Contest!



































Are you going to UtopYA next weekend? If so here is your chance to win some Books & Swag!! Michele, Toni, Kathryn, Tess and I will be on The Blog Your Face off panel and we wanted to do something cool for everyone going and make it fun! 

You will just need to take a selfie at the con or at dinner or just hanging out ... and have an Author PhotoBomb it!! yes, The Author must Photo Bomb your selfie LOL Have Fun and post it to Twitter or Facebook with the hashtag #UtopYA2014.

We will be picking a winner on Saturday evening and getting the goodies to you that evening before everyone goes to leaving out! 

xoxo
SupaGurl

Thursday, June 12, 2014

NEW Release - From The Wreckage by Michele G Miller



*¨*.¸¸.*¨`*NEW RELEASE*.*¨*.¸¸.*¨`*

From The Wreckage by Michele G Miller
Genre: YA, Coming of age



"In a matter of minutes on a Friday night, I lost my school, my identity, the security of my first love, the personality of my sweet fearless brother, my best friend, my town, everything as I knew it. Everything changed.”
"Minutes - that’s all it takes to change your entire life. How do you deal with that?”
For high school senior Jules Blacklin surviving the storm is only the beginning. Faced with the new reality of her life, she must find a way to rise From The Wreckage and answer the question - how do you get back to normal, when everything that was normal is gone?






You can read CHAPTER ONE of From The Wreckage, here...


*¨*.¸¸.*¨`*Chapter One*.*¨*.¸¸.*¨`*


"Is this on?"
Jules' eyes flick to the small television across the room as she takes her place in the faded velvet wingback chair. Her own face stares back at her from the screen, indicating the camera is indeed working. Out of habit, her hands run over her strawberry blonde hair. She twirls a curl around her finger and brushes her long bangs to the side. Satisfied with her appearance, she takes a deep breath.
"Okay, Hi," she says softly; her hand lifting in a small wave. "I'm Jules Blacklin from Tyler, Texas. Oh, crap. No, I shouldn't wave,” she tells herself.
Shimmying backward, she tries to find a comfortable sitting position; her sundress catching against the velvet nap of the seat cushion. With a low sigh, she moves to run her hand between her skirt and the chair. Freeing the fabric, Jules adjusts the dress again and crosses her legs daintily, while stealing another glance at the television screen to check her appearance.
She'd set up the small twenty-inch screen on a side table so she would be able to see herself as a video camera recorded her story. Although now the camera only makes her more uneasy. Sitting here, watching herself speak to nobody makes her question her sanity. It feels like something a crazy person would do.
With a thoughtful eye, she watches herself lean forward and rest her elbow on the armrest, and decides to go with the pose; thinking it makes her look studious.
"Okay, yeah...that's good," she speaks aloud.
With a demure nod of her head, she begins again.
"Hi. My name is Jules Blacklin, Hillsdale High class of twenty-fourteen. I'm making this video essay as my contribution to the class of twenty-fourteen time capsule. I..."
She pauses; her mind blanking out for a spell as she smiles into the lens recording her. She takes a moment to steady her thoughts before continuing. "I want to tell you about myself. About what I've been through, and what the town of Tyler has been through. Winston Churchill once said, 'Sure I am of this, that you have only to endure to conquer.' Rest assured I have endured. I have endured, and now I am ready to conquer."
Jules gives herself a mental high-five for remembering the quote and releases a deep breath. With her hands clasped, she leans forward in her seat. Her blue eyes stare directly into the red blinking light used to indicate the camera is recording.
"I'm inviting you on a journey. A journey through my senior year. Actually, if you’re watching this, then I'm going to ask you to be a bystander. See, I'm not making this for you. I'm recording this for the ones who didn't live, the ones I will forever be mindful of. For the ones I knew, the ones I didn't...and especially for the ones I loved. This is for you."
Uncrossing her legs, she leans back in the chair again; her eyes continuing to connect with the nameless faces that will someday watch this DVD. She settles back for her long story, her finger tracing the scrolling pattern across her skirt. She gathers herself, her thoughts and memories. It’s only a few moments — a flash of time — but for her, in her mind she sees everything. Once more, her pale gaze meets the lens and she decides where to start.
"Let's begin with your ending. The last night my life was normal. The last night we were all normal."

From The Wreckage Teaser



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Day 4 Suzanna Lynn Week : Exclusive Excerpt














Welcome to Day 3 of Suzanna Lynn Week! She is the Author of The Bed Wife and here is the info on her book and her first of all...


The Bed Wife Chronicles: Love brought them together. Would tradition tear them apart?

Once inseparable childhood friends, Luana and Baylin are now grown and in two separate worlds. Luana, the daughter of the town drunk, overlooks her family's goat farm to make ends meet. Baylin, Prince and future King of Grasmere, is off combatting the veils that lurk in the Kingdom.

However, fate intercedes with a time-honored tradition that has been custom for the past five hundred years. Luana's life is now forced into the hands of her long-lost childhood friend. Will resentment, hurt, and duty consume them? Or will Luana and Baylin find love and rekindle their friendship?

Here is where you can find info on the Awesomeness that is The Bed Wife...


And Suzanna Lynn ....


Author Suzanna Lynn is a full-time mom of three beautiful, energetic children and lives with her husband and children in a small little town in the Ozarks of Missouri.


Growing up in the Ozarks, Suzanna wandered the fields and woods surrounding her home as a child, imagining them to be filled with fairies, dragons, and all number of creatures. Having not lost her childhood imagination, Suzanna has written numerous poems, songs and short stories that have won various awards. However, it was only recently that she decided to stop wishing she could write a book, to making the dream a reality.

She currently has three different book series' (all romance) in the works. The Bed Wife Chronicles, which is a three book series, is set to be published in 2014.

Where can you find her?

Twitter: @Suzanna_Lynn

Today we will be getting an EXCLUSIVE excerpt from The Bed Wife...... Away we go!


Luana walked across the room and out onto the balcony to look down on the villages below the mountain. Many women might take comfort in knowing their child would have the opportunity to become the next in line to rule this great land. However, Luana could only see a cage—a loveless, lifeless existence for herself. Once the Prince was ready, he would take a real wife—a Queen—from one of the other Kingdoms and bear legitimate heirs to his throne.
Luana felt a deep, hollow sadness in her heart. She could not help but long for one of the great loves that she had read about in her books. She was completely lost in thought when she heard the sound of a footstep behind her. She turned to see Prince Baylin standing at the opening of the balcony.
Even in her anxious hatred, she could not help but admit he was still very handsome. He was certainly not the little boy who had fallen from the tree more than ten years ago. His dark raven hair tumbled loose past his bare shoulders and he wore only a pair of black leather trousers and the silver royal medallion around his neck on a black leather cord. The moonlight danced across his skin, painting shadows within the curves of his muscular physique.
“Hello,” he spoke softly, taking a few steps toward her. “It’s me… I mean… I’m Baylin.”
His words snapped Luana out of her admiration for him. Suddenly she only felt anger.
“And I am to be your bed wife,” she spat at him. “Shall we get to it then?”
As he walked toward her, she refused to meet his eyes. She knew she had spoken out of turn and was sure to pay the price for it.
His rough hand cupped her chin, forcing her gaze to fall on him. His eyes were like that of the Crystal Water in Rivermouth, crisp and blue, but so deep you knew you could drown in them. And sad, they had such sadness to them. Had the venom in her words actually wounded him?
“Do you not remember me, Luana?” he asked in a soft tone. “Have you forgotten?”
She felt a pang of guilt for her harsh tone. He does remember. She felt so awkward standing before him in this state. They had not spoken in such familiar tones since they were children. She had watched him grow into a handsome Prince and had secretly hoped he would one day come back for her. But I never wanted this.
 “I do, Your Grace,” she spoke with a broken voice. “We are grown now.”
“Yes, we are,” he said as he dropped her chin, stepping back to look at her fully. The moon created a silhouette of her body within the translucent white robe.
He reached out and ran his hand down the curve of her waist then gently pulled the knot of the jeweled sash. Without it to keep the robe taut around her body, the silky sheer material simply slid off and pooled at her feet. She stood before him, frozen in fear at her nakedness as he placed a hand at her hip.
The moon, in its fullness, reflected down on her alabaster skin, allowing Baylin to admire the curves of her figure.
An icy breeze traveled through the air, swirling around Luana’s body. The coolness touched her nipples, setting them hard and tingling.
Baylin pulled her in closer and caressed her breast with his hot, rough hand. The heat of his touch sent goose bumps running all over her body. He leaned in and kissed the curve of her neck lightly, slowly kissing his way down over her shoulder and collarbone.
He allowed his lips to graze the curve of her breast as he slowly knelt down to his knees and gently ran his lips against the soft skin of her thighs and hips. His beard was bristly but only seemed to add to the sensation.

It wasn’t until he began delicately kissing her along her stomach that she realized she was actually feeling aroused.



Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Day 3 Suzanna Lynn Week : The Creatures of Grasmere & Giveaway














Welcome to Day 3 of Suzanna Lynn Week! She is the Author of The Bed Wife and here is the info on her book and her first of all...


The Bed Wife Chronicles: Love brought them together. Would tradition tear them apart?

Once inseparable childhood friends, Luana and Baylin are now grown and in two separate worlds. Luana, the daughter of the town drunk, overlooks her family's goat farm to make ends meet. Baylin, Prince and future King of Grasmere, is off combatting the veils that lurk in the Kingdom.

However, fate intercedes with a time-honored tradition that has been custom for the past five hundred years. Luana's life is now forced into the hands of her long-lost childhood friend. Will resentment, hurt, and duty consume them? Or will Luana and Baylin find love and rekindle their friendship?

Here is where you can find info on the Awesomeness that is The Bed Wife...


And Suzanna Lynn ....


Author Suzanna Lynn is a full-time mom of three beautiful, energetic children and lives with her husband and children in a small little town in the Ozarks of Missouri.


Growing up in the Ozarks, Suzanna wandered the fields and woods surrounding her home as a child, imagining them to be filled with fairies, dragons, and all number of creatures. Having not lost her childhood imagination, Suzanna has written numerous poems, songs and short stories that have won various awards. However, it was only recently that she decided to stop wishing she could write a book, to making the dream a reality.

She currently has three different book series' (all romance) in the works. The Bed Wife Chronicles, which is a three book series, is set to be published in 2014.

Where can you find her?

Twitter: @Suzanna_Lynn

Today we will be taking a look at The Creatures of Grasmere.

The Kingdom of Grasmere is vast and, being set in a fantasy time, has an abundance of creatures that are not seen in the world we live in today.  The main creatures described in the books of "The Bed Wife Chronicles" are the trolls.  I wanted these trolls to be different, not cookie cutter. There are trolls that swim the waters, wander the woods, hide in the caverns of the mountains, even trolls who burrow underground. So I wanted to give them labels like "River Troll" "Mountain Troll" and so on.  I combed the internet to get some inspiration (as shown in these pictures) and then added my own aspects and personality.






Another creature that is mentioned in the book, though would seem more generic for any medieval tale, are the horses.  The horses that belong to the Kingdom have to be vast, due to the large stature of their riders.  I envisioned something like a Morgan but much larger.  I can see a connection between horse and rider, something deeper than your average steed today.




A few other creatures that are mentioned, but not really touched open, are dragons, elves and dwarves.  The world that Baylin and Luana live in is alive with magic, mystery and danger.  No good writer worth their weight would leave out the dragons, elves and dwarves.  And who knows, I might expand on this a bit more in books two and three as I see the story develop more.





Awesome, Right? You want to check out this amazing story? How about you leave a comment On What is your Favorite creature... to be entered in to a Giveaway for an E-book of The Bed Wife! Winner to be announced on Friday 6/13/14







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