My Review of Kory M. Shrum’s ‘Shadows in the Water’

Hello everyone and welcome. Thank you for stopping by last week. I appreciate all of your support. Today I am presenting my review for USA Today Bestseller author, Kory M. Shrum’s ‘Shadows in the Water.’ Get suited up because this one will take you for a ride. Let’s meet our players.


Lou is a bit of a psychopath who is out to get the dirty business party responsible for her father’s death, a man she was very fond of. She follows her own agenda. The only feeling she feels is fear and you will how she handles situations. She is a strong-willed woman and doesn’t stop until the job is done. I applaud her for her strength.

She shares a disorder with her aunt, Lucy, which she uses to her advantage. The relationship between her and her aunt is strained because she doesn’t find anyone trustworthy, including herself. The only person who ever made her feel safe was her father.

Lucy is very progressive in her thinking. I’m happy the author created her as a lot of what she says is inspiring. You’ll see in the book what I mean. She is family oriented and watches out for her niece. Also, she does things like chanting and affirming and does yoga.

Then there is Mel, whom I really liked. She owns a New Age store and does readings. She gets straight to the point and doesn’t put up with anything from the other players. She has a heart of gold. I’m glad she was put in the story and I loved how the other actors respected her. You can’t hide anything from her, and when she stumbles on something, she doesn’t let go. Her personality had a comical side, which got me laughing.

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The author throws in some things about herself into the story, adding to it. Part of it takes place at a vegan restaurant, which I felt was a nice touch.

There is a lot of blood and guts and killing in this story, which for me is a little too much at times. Be prepared from a lot of graphic scenes and some explicit language.

The pace starts out slow in the beginning and then picks up later on. For the most part, it is moderate. Pay attention because some characters are introduced quickly, and their roles are important as the story progresses. There are some bizarre happenings here, including a character whom I didn’t understand until the end. If you like this sort of story, then you are going to love this one. This is creepy cool.
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When Lou woke, something was wrong. The light streaming from the high windows was purple. The sun was dipping low behind the trees, its last eye open on the horizon. Under her pillow, her fingers curled around her gun and found the metal warm from the feathers incubating it throughout the day.

She heard a noise again. A small sound jerked her upright, gun pointed.

“Two for two.” Lucy placed a sandwich wrapped in glossy newsprint on the counter and stuck her hand into the brown paper bag again. She gave Lou a half-smile from the kitchen island as she peeled back the wrapper. “One of these days you’re going to blow my head off and save me the trouble of worrying about you.”

“Stop creeping up on me.” Lou lowered the gun. The smell of red onions flooded the studio. Her stomach rumbled its response. When was the last time she’d eaten? She wasn’t sure. Sometimes when she was working, she’d forget to eat. The task distracted her. It was only when she worried her weak limbs or unclear head would cost her that she bothered to make time for the inconvenient task.

The burger, she remembered. She’d eaten a burger at the vegan fast food place about twenty hours ago.

“What are you doing here?” Lou asked.

“Can’t a loving aunt bring her niece a veggie loaf sandwich when she wants to? I got your favorite. Extra avocado, extra oil, and extra oregano. Come eat with me.” 

Lou thumbed the safety back on and disentangled her limbs from the bedding.

“Don’t you get hot sleeping by the window?” Aunt Lucy asked. She nodded at a barstool by the island where she’d spread the sandwich on its wrapper.

Lou slid onto it, placing her gun on the counter beside the wrapper. It clanked heavy against the granite surface. “It’s the best light in the apartment. I don’t have to worry about waking up in Bangkok.”

Aunt Lucy popped open a bag of chips and dumped them onto the paper spread beneath Lou’s sandwich. BBQ. Her favorite. But Aunt Lucy was frowning. “Do you still slip in your sleep?”

“No,” Lou said, stuffing three chips into her mouth at the same time. The oils began melting the moment they hit her tongue. The muscles in her back loosened. “Because I sleep by the window, in full daylight.”

Her aunt plucked a chip off her spread and made a pensive sound. “I thought that was something you’d outgrow. I did.”

“We’ve already established I’m different.” 

Lucy squeezed her elbow. “Different in the most charming ways, my love.”

4 stars

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My Review for Graysen Morgen’s ‘Mission Compromised’

Good afternoon Everyone and welcome. Thank you for stopping by last week and thank you, Erin Wade for the interview. Recently I read a few books, including Graysen Morgen’s ‘Mission Compromised.’  Today I am sharing my review of the story.

Book CoverThe story starts out in Fiji with its over-the-water bungalows and lush mountain ranges. There are a few points of view in the story with the first two debuting early in the plot. Lets’ meet them.

Natalia de la Faria Moreno is a beauty who radiates everywhere. Immediately I was drawn to her kind nature. She adores her father and mother. She is well traveled, having lived in many countries growing up. Very intelligent and has a deep care for things that are important to her, such as her conscious-being profession. I found her charming, including when she was on the emotional side. She is seductive and needy, but I wanted more of her.

Christian Garnier is another main character who travels to Fiji. It is spelled out clearly that she has trust issues and can’t tell the difference between a criminal or a saint. She is a private person and doesn’t openly share. The few times she did are priceless. She does have a soothing vibe and knows exactly what to say at the right time. Her dangerous lifestyle will give you goosebumps. She will keep you guessing the entire ride as well as surprised.

There is a third point of view, Collette. She is Christian’s ex-lover. She is brash and still holds onto a past pain. However, I feel they worked well together. You’ll see what I mean in the book.

A fourth point of view pops up later, which I feel is unnecessary.

One of the antagonists is so well described that he will give you the creeps right from the start. Even his name will make you shiver. You’ll see in the book the sleazy role he plays and how he operates.

There is hot steamy romance in the story which I will leave for the reader.

The author has good descriptions of the scenes and I love all the places the protagonists visit. She includes things like ‘salty air’ and ‘turquoise water’. She did research on the story locations and included some local attractions such as a cathedral in London, which made me feel like I was there. This adds beauty to the story and makes you want to read more.

The pace of the story starts out slow. There is an exciting twist that follows that will get you hooked. The author takes you on a roller coaster ride around the world, visiting several countries. It took me about six hours to read, so I would carve out some time to read. I am recommending this book for all who enjoy suspense and mystery. Be prepared for a sudden ending.

Here is an excerpt to get you started.

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Natalia stood on the upper deck of the catamaran, feeling the salty air tinge her face as the boat raced across the turquoise water. It had been so long since she’d had the sun on her back and ocean water on her skin. Working as a Marine Conservationist, you’d think she spent most of her time around marine life and ocean water, but her job was managing the education workshops for teachers, as well as all of their educational tools. The reason she was going for her PhD was to become the Head of Education at the Oceanarium. Her goal in becoming a conservationist was to educate people on marine life and how to preserve it.

As the cat rolled over a wave, Natalia’s mind was elsewhere and she was thrown slightly off balance. She barely had time to react before someone steadied her. Natalia didn’t have to look twice, to tell the person with short, curly, dark hair and dark sunglasses, was female.

“Careful,” the woman said as she passed by, walking towards the port side from the bow without looking back.

Natalia’s focus went back to the island in front of them, growing larger as they became closer. She reached up, touching her pendant. “Thank you, Papai,” she whispered.

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Meet USA Bestseller Author Kory M. Shrum

Good afternoon, everyone and welcome! Today we are speaking with USA Today bestseller author Kory M. Shrum. Come over and meet this amazing woman.

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“Success is liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it.”
–Maya Angelou

Tell us about yourself and your USA Today Bestselling books.


Hi everyone! My name is Kory M. Shrum, and I write supernatural thrillers. Some of these fall under the umbrella urban fantasy (badass ladies with a job to do) and others have a more Stephen King-esque horror feel to them.

Because of my range, I prefer the term ‘supernatural thriller’ because you can count on the world building, strong characters and supernatural elements – regardless of the variation in the genre. I currently have eight novels published (in the Dying for a Living and Shadows in the Water series) with at Welcome to Castle Cove coming out May 8, and Under the Bones, coming out June 12.

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How did it feel seeing your name for the first time on the list?
It was very cool. While I don’t think it’s important to have a list “verify” your skills and ability as a writer, it is a good indicator that people are reading and enjoying your work. And that’s all I want – to share my stories with the people who love them.

Me: Thank you for pointing this out. Too many times writers get discouraged over these lists.

Let’s talk about your ‘Dying’ series.
The Dying for a Living series is complete with seven books in all. There are also two short stories (one appeared in the Badass and the Beast Anthology that I edited with the amazing writer Angela Roquet and the other appeared in her collection Limbo City Lights).

The series follows Jesse Sullivan, a death replacement agent, who discovers that not only can she serve as a death surrogate –dying in place of others—but that she has special abilities meant to be used for a higher purpose. What began as a story about a sarcastic, quirky woman with an interesting job, quickly spiraled into a plot about saving the world from dark forces (however reluctant).DyingBook1print3D

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You get the call about making your first “Dying” book into a movie. Who would you cast as the main players?
Ksenia Solo would make a great Jesse Sullivan and Jennifer Lawrence a great Ally. Liam Hemsworth would be my pick for Lane. Jensen Ackles for Brinkley (yes, part of the Supernatural Fandom here ;). And Viola Davis or Danai Gurira for Gloria. Jason Mamoa might pull off Caldwell.

But this being said, I love it when casts are really diverse. So maybe Zendaya should be cast as Jesse, then Idris Elba could be Caldwell.

What keeps you in the zone when writing?
Good music. I have a subscription to Pandora (because nothing takes you out of the writing mood faster than a commercial for weight loss or Viagra). And on this Pandora, I have a Nine Inch Nails station. Oh yeah. That’ll keep me in the zone.

Have you ever been in love with one of your protagonists?
Kind of. Louie from Shadows in the Water is hands down my favorite, followed closely by Gloria Jackson from the Dying books–both are just such strong, admirable women. It’s hard not to be impressed by them. And it’s hard not to be team Ally because of her unfailing loyalty and her willingness to do what’s hard.

But apart from characters I like, falling in love might also mean characters I came to appreciate. My original opinions of characters have definitely changed over time. For example, I used to think Brinkley was the overbearing control freak…then I learned his backstory and his reason for guiding Jesse as he did – and I came to really respect and admire him. He went from that a-hole boss to a hero at the end of Book 2, Dying by the Hour, which is why I ended up telling his story in Book 3, Dying for Her.

What excites you about writing poetry?
Language and visually are really important in poetry. A powerful image and turn of phrase can create such profound meaning and resonance. Amazing stuff.

How has teaching writing to students enriched your life?
You learn so much from your students. About yourself and about your writing. It’s definitely an exchange.

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How do you stay optimistic?
Therapy. Lots and lots of therapy. And chocolate. And yoga. And Debussy’s Clair de Lune.

Where is a place you’ve always wanted to visit? Have you been there?
I always wanted to go to Italy and France (and I’ve been to both several times). But a place I haven’t been that I want to is Kyoto. It’s on the list.

What is your favorite month in Michigan and why?
October is my favorite month for lots of reasons. First, because I love all things fall: cider, donuts, falls clothes, the cool weather, the changing leaves, pumpkins, Halloween, etc. But it also happens to be a really romantic time for me because it’s also when my wife and I fell in love, got married, and celebrate our anniversary every year.

What would you recommend for visitors to see in Michigan?
There are many beautiful places in Michigan. I love Saugatauk, (where we got married) and the lake/beach. The Au Sable River is lovely to kayak down in the summer and it has some of our favorite camping spots. The UP (upper peninsula) is also gorgeous as well as the national forests. If nature/the beach isn’t your thing, I recommend Kalamazoo for the art/culture scene or Grand Rapids for the museums. Ann Arbor for the good food and downtown area.

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Do you like to get out into nature? Where is a favorite place and why?
I really enjoy laying on Oval Beach (Saugatauk) in the summertime. A bag of potato chips, drinks in the cooler and a book—yes please!

What was the last live music performance you saw?
Yo-yo ma played at the Wharton Center this past Monday. A few weeks before that Postmodern Jukebox at the Fillmore. Both were great.

Do you have any funny stories about your pug, Josephine?
One time she got into the trash, trying to eat something. This trash also happened to have paint materials in it (I think I was touching up the kitchen cabinets). I came home to have painted dog with trash stuck to her and white paw prints all over the wood floors…wait, was this supposed to be funny?


What is next for you?
More books in the Shadows in the Water series(Under the Bones is out June 12) as well as a new series about Castle Cove—a creepy town with dark secrets.

Me: This is a chiller and I can already feel shivers down my back. Do keep us posted, Kory. Be sure to follow her website for news when this will be released. Also, check out her other links and follow her other links and follow her.
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I want to thank Kory for stopping by. It has been a real pleasure. Stay tuned for next week when I’ll have more exciting news to share with you.

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Meet Author Erin Wade

Good afternoon friends and welcome. Today I have Author Erin Wade with us to chat. Erin’s new book, Three Times as Deadly is now out and is doing exceptionally well. At the bottom, I have included a nice excerpt for you to read. I know you’re going to enjoy it. Erin is an imaginative story teller whose books lure in the reader. She is also an adventurer and isn’t afraid to take risks. Come meet this amazing woman whom you’re going to love.


“We all have our own realities.”

D.J. Jouett, Must be Murder

I want to thank Lynn Lawler for inviting me to be the interview today. It is an honor to be associated with Lynn and her blog.

Tell us about yourself.
I live with my wonderful wife Alex, my dog Tank and our cat Candy in Austin, Texas. I am thirty. Alex is a year older than I. We met while attending the University of Texas in Austin. November 5 will be our ninth anniversary.

Alex is an educator and I am a land developer. My day job didn’t require much time so I often found myself with time on my hands. Alex suggested that I try my hand at writing fiction. My first books were murder mysteries written for mainstream readers. Last year (2016) I was writing a book called The Destiny Factor. I intended it to be a mainstream murder mystery but somewhere along the way it assumed a life of its own and morphed into a lesbian romance/thriller. I had never thought about writing lesfic, but discovered that I enjoyed writing about what I knew and had experienced. So, a lesfic author was born. In January 25, 2017 I released my first “intentional” lesfic novel, Too Strong to Die. It shot to number ten the same day it was released and reached number one on Feb. 1.  I had the bug. On my birthday, May 9, I released Death Was Too Easy which went to #1 in Hot New Releases. Currently, all three of my 2017 books are on Amazon’s Top 100 Best Sellers List for Action/Adventure/Romance and The Destiny Factor has stayed on the Top 100 Best Sellers list for the past fourteen months.

What inspired you to write professionally?
My wife convinced me to write fiction.

What is your new book, ‘Three Times as Deadly’ about?
‘Three Times as Deadly’ is about Sloan Cartwright, who awakens from a coma, in an African hospital. She has no memory of her past or the three women who claim to be married to her. The book is funny, exciting and filled with action and romance. It also deals with the plight of rhinos and elephants who are being hunted into extinction.


What is your advice about staying in the positive?
I am a very positive person, so I don’t know much about negativity. I think that the most important think in any individual’s life is the person they select to spend their life with. A good partner can build one up or tear one down. I can honestly say that my wife makes me be the very best person I can be. Life with her is amazing. 

Do you go out into nature to meditate or quiet your mind? Where have you been and how was it for you?
We built a home in 2015 that Alex designed. It is a sanctuary for us both. I have an office that overlooks our pool and waterfall. Tank’s toy chest is built in and doubles as his window seat. It is right beside my desk so he is close to me. Our home is very peaceful and inspiring for me. Alex has decorated it beautifully. There is truly no other place in the world I’d rather be. 

Are you a dog whisperer? What was your dog, Tank like as a puppy?
I’m not a dog whisperer. I think Tank may be a human whisperer. Tank is a rescue dog and has always been precious. When he was tiny, he was just a little ball of fur. We used to call him our little dust bunny. I have had dogs all my life and I loved them, but Tank is truly the sweetest, most loving dog I have ever had the privilege to belong to. At first, I thought he might be blind because no matter where I went he was right behind me with his nose touching my ankle, but his eyesight is fine. Now he is tall enough that his nose touches the bottom of the calf of my leg. He always stays that close to me. I think I’m his security blanket.

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Where is a good hang out place to kick back and socialize with friends?
We are homebodies. We have two other couples we share fun times with. We have been friends since college. We rotate to each other’s homes on Saturday nights where the hostesses serve dinner and we play high-stakes poker. The maximum bid is twenty-five cents with a two-bump maximum so the most one can lose on one hand is seventy-five cents. Pretty high stakes, huh?

We have two other couples who are very active in our lives. We rotate hosting dinner in our homes every Saturday night. They are professional women in completely different fields from us. One couple consists of a mergers & acquisitions attorney and a doctor. The other couple is a forensic scientist and a psychiatrist. Both couples are fascinating but I have to admit my favorite stories come from the forensic scientist. She owns her own facility and is hired by smaller law enforcement agencies who don’t maintain their own forensic facility. She will show up in one of my books one day. Her stories are sometimes hysterical, sometimes very sad, sometimes unbelievable, but always entertaining. These four people open a new world to us every week. We have been friends since college and they are still so interesting to me. I think my wife wins the prize for funniest stories. She is an educator and some of the things children and their parents come up with are just laughable. I have learned so much from these five people.

We have my family over once a month and on holidays. My wife is a terrific cook and enjoys trying out new recipes on them. They love it.

Alex’s family lives in Alabama, so we don’t see them as often as we see my folks.

Where is the next place you’re going to visit? Share all you want about it.
We are taking my brother’s twins to Branson, MO. It is a fun city with a lot of live theater and entertainment. The best thing is the Duck Boats. Everyone should ride the Duck Boats at least once in their life.

Would you want to write a non-fiction book? If so, what would it be about?
No, I don’t think I would be a good non-fiction writer.

What is the most daring theme you’ve written about?
I am an action/adventure/romance writer. Lesbian romance is probably as daring as I get.  I don’t delve into things I know nothing about. I would never write a 50 Shades of Gray type book. I did notice that one reviewer gave me four stars because I don’t go into details in my sex scenes, but I figure we all know where those end up and I like to let my readers us their imaginations. Also, sometimes my mother reads my books.

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What types of live music do you like to listen to. Who was the last performance you saw?
We love musicals, reviews, plays, etc. The last live musical we attended was last month in Fort Worth at Bass Hall to see The Carol King Musical, Beautiful. We do fly to New York several times a year to see musicals there.

Have you won any awards for your writing?

Not yet! 

What is a fun attraction to visit in Austin, TX? What would be a good restaurant you would recommend?
We love taking the twins to The Schlitterbahn Water Park in New Braunfels. It is about an hour from Austin. Great fun for the entire family.

The best restaurant in Austin is Truluck’s Seafood, Steaks and Crab House.   There are two of them, but we always go to the one downtown on Colorado St. They have live music with a female singer and a band. She is dynamite.

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Do you have any advice for new writers?


If you read my reviews, you will find that I was lambasted by a few reviewers about grammatical errors In Too Strong to Die. I started searching for an editor. Even with an editor, I still critical comments about errors in Death Was Too Easy.

I became a woman on a mission. I asked questions. I inquired about who was the best editor I could hire. When I read a very clean book, I checked to see who edited it. After two months of intense searching, I narrowed my search down to Susan Hughes. As busy as she is, I was able to get Susan to accept me as a client.

Susan is—I can’t say enough nice things about Susan—awesome. We worked through Hurricane Harvey to release my latest book Three Times as Deadly on Sept. 17. It jumped to number one on the first day of release and has continued to hold that position. Three Times as Deadly has received several positive reviews and no one has been critical of the writing.

If I could give a single piece of advice to new writers it would be, Get a good editor. If you think you can’t afford one, you’re wrong. You can’t afford to be without one. As authors, we pour our heart and soul into our “masterpieces”. Believe me they become so much more with a great editor.

I know the burning question in the mind of any new author reading this is, “How much will a good editor cost me?”

A good editor will cost between $1,500 to $2,000, but you will make it up in sales. They will pay for themselves.

The other thing I would suggest to new writers is get a seasoned Beta Reader. They are worth their weight in gold. I am pleased that Julie Versoi has agreed to be my beta reader on future novels.

If you are lucky, an experienced writer will take an interest in you and become your mentor. I am fortunate that Kathy Brodland took an interest in my books and has given me guidance. Kathy is the one who told me to hire the best editor I could find.

I feel that I am fortunate to have assembled a small but exceptional team. With Susan, Julie and Kathy, I think 2018 will be the year of Erin Wade. 

Me: I agree with Erin. You put so much effort into your work that it deserves the very best. I can also lead you in the direction of some good beta readers too if you are interested.

What is next for you?
I am currently working on a book titled Living Two Lives. It is about a fan, Jules Devine, who has a tremendous crush on a lesfic writer named Darcy Lake, even though the writer is happily married. Jules attends a national convention so she can have Lake autograph books for her. Secretly, she hopes to spend time with the author. A weekend with Darcy Lake is so much more than Jules dreamed and it changes her life forever. Jules is pulled into a world she never knew existed. A world of passion, deception, and death. It is a nail biter.

With all this said, Erin, you’re going to definitely keep us all posted about your new upcoming thriller. As promised, here is a nice excerpt from, ‘Three Times as Deadly’ for everyone. Enjoy!

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“Hello, Sleeping Beauty.” A tall, stout nurse smiled at me. I squinted to shut out the bright light she was trying to shine into my eyes.

I slowly realized I was in a hospital bed, hooked up to all types of machines, and my head was killing me.

“What happened?” I asked

“We have no idea.” The nurse smiled as she wrapped the blood pressure cuff around my upper arm and pumped it tight enough to cut off all circulation to my hand. “Someone dumped you at the emergency entrance of the hospital. You’ve been in a coma for about ten days.

“You looked like a pride of lions played keep-away with you.” She grinned at her own humor. “You have a concussion, couple of broken ribs, and various and sundry other cuts and bruises, but you’ll live.

“I am glad to see you awake.” She ripped the cuff from my bicep. My hand tingled as the feeling returned to my numb fingers. She ran a temperature wand across my forehead. “I need to get some information from you.”

I nodded, and my head kicked me hard. The pain was unbearable. I closed my eyes and opened them to find a name tag with Sadie engraved on it blocking my view. “Can you give me something for my headache?”

“I will as soon as I complete my paperwork.” Sadie wrinkled her nose and logged into the computer on the stand beside my bed.

“Date of birth?” Her attitude was efficient and direct.

“I don’t know.” I said.

“We’ll just skip the hard stuff and start with the easy questions,” she said with a smirk. “What is your name? I need the middle initial too.”

I stared at her in disbelief. This is a joke, right?

“Your name, sweetie,” she insisted.

“I . . . I don’t know,” I whispered.

Loud arguing in the hallway outside my room sent Sadie charging toward the door. Before she could reach it, two different, but equally stunning women burst into my room.

Sadie took a stance between the women and me. I raised my head and tried to look around my nurse.

“You two do realize you are in a hospital, don’t you?” Sadie scolded the women. “Keep your voices low, or I’ll have you escorted from the premises.”

The women looked contrite and edged around Sadie, but my protector wasn’t letting them get close to me.

“Who are you?” Sadie glared at them.

They answered in unison. “I’m Sloan Cartwright’s wife.”

“Well, I’ll be damn.” Sadie laughed as she turned to me. “Is that what happened to you? You got caught between these two.”

“No!” I blurted out. “I mean, I don’t know them.”

Both women glared at me as if I had defamed God.”

“Honey, I’m glad I’m not in your shoes right now,” Sadie said, chuckling. “Sloan Cartwright, is that your name?”

I struggled to sit up so I could get a better look at the two visitors. Obviously, I had good taste in women.

“Why don’t you introduce yourselves.” Sadie grinned, enjoying my predicament too much.

The beautiful blonde stepped forward. She was tall and slender, like a runner. She wore black slacks that hugged her perfect hips. A short-sleeved lavender blouse was tucked into her waistband. Toned arms and a flat stomach testified to her workout regimen. She wore a gold watch and pendant. Her green eyes seemed to change color as the light reflected from them.

“Sloan, honey, it’s me. Leigh.” Distress filled her eyes as she moved toward me. “Leigh Redding-Cartwright, your wife. We make our home in the United States. I’m here to take you home.” She blushed and added, “You call me LeeRee.”

“No! No!” Sadie intercepted her. “We still need to hear from this black beauty.”

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She was a beauty indeed. Her features were fine and chiseled. Her ebony hair was stylishly cut. She reminded me of the actress Halle Berry. When she spoke, her French accent mingled with a touch of high English. I loved her accent. How do I know who Halle Berry is?

I looked from one woman to the other. Apparently I am an equal opportunity lover.

The black beauty smiled. “I am Amarosia Cartwright.” She bowed her head slightly. “You call me Amy. We live together here in Africa.”

Both women were earthshaking beauties.

As I gazed at them, mouth agape, the door to my room flew open, banging against the wall a couple of times as if doing a drum roll to announce the arrival of the gorgeous brunette who burst into my room. “Where is Sloan?” If the woman was also my wife, my taste in women had just shot off the Richter scale.

I realized I was holding my breath when the cardiac monitor attached to me went crazy. I didn’t know if the brunette or my predicament caused the increase in my heart rate.

“Tachycardia,” I muttered, one hand to my chest. I didn’t want the other two women to know how the brunette was affecting me. If one of them was my wife, I didn’t want to hurt her.

“Bullshit.” Sadie laughed gleefully. “You have your butt in a crack and can’t get it out. No wonder you have amnesia.”

“What is going on here?” The brunette demanded, glaring at the other women. “Sloan, what have they done to you, baby? I begged you not to come to this heathen hellhole.”

“Who are you?” Sadie demanded.

If looks could kill, Sadie would be pushing up daisies any minute. The brunette narrowed her icy blue eyes and moved to stand toe to toe with the nurse.

“I am Alexander Roland Cartwright.” She tilted her head, tossed back her long, dark hair, and stared down Sadie who stepped back to allow her access to me.

My heart jumped to triple time as Alexander Roland Cartwright moved closer to me. “What do I call you?” I gulped.

“The love of my life,” she said with a mischievous smile. “When you aren’t acting grandiose, you call me Alex.”

“What’s going on, Sloan?” She lightly stroked my cheek. “Ross managed to sneak a call to me before he disappeared. He said you’re in trouble and to trust no one.”

“I . . . I honestly don’t know,” I whimpered. Something about Alex’s soft touch brought out the baby in me.

“I flew all the way from New York to take Sloan home with me,” Leigh declared.

“Our home is here,” Amy said. “We have always lived here. Sloan is going home with me.”

Alex possessively pulled my hand into hers. “I am not letting Sloan out of my sight.”

I leaned forward to stare at the three women, and my front opening hospital gown took the opportunity to expose my ample breasts. I must admit, I am nicely endowed. Determined to resolve the uncomfortable situation, I pointed out the obvious. “You all seem to be missing something, ladies. I am a woman. I doubt that I am married to any of you.”

I didn’t miss the way each of them licked their lips as they ogled me. I pulled the treasonous gown tight around my chest. I felt like the most succulent lobster at the lobster fest.

I tried to bring some sanity to my situation. “Look, I’ve been in an accident and had a loss of memory. I don’t even know my name, much less to whom I’m married.”

The women looked at each other and then began talking all at once,

“You can take turns sitting with her,” Sadie instructed, but all of you can’t stay here all the time. You can sit in eight-hour shifts. You work it out among yourselves.”

Sadie pushed the women out the door and shoved it closed behind them. I was glad I wasn’t involved in the arguing taking place in the hallway outside my door.


I want to thank Erin for stopping by to talk. It was a pleasure having you. I want to encourage all of you to check out Erin’s links so that you can see all of her work. I’m going to be starting in on one of her books so maybe we could all have a future discussion.

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My Review for Cade Brogan’s ‘Close Enough to Touch’

Good afternoon readers and welcome. Today as I promised I am sharing my review for Cade Brogan’s thriller, ‘Close Enough to Touch.’ This is her first book with this genre and one that you’re going to love!  

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This story is one of a kind and has a daring theme. I haven’t read anything like this in a long time so it was exciting to read this one. The first character, Joanna, grabbed my attention from the beginning. There are three other players Rylee, Kenzie, and Chastity. Each woman is very different and glues together the story perfectly. 

Joanna and Rylee know each other through work. Joanna is a strange girl and has a distorted view of life. The fascinating thing is no one knows her secrets except herself. She uses people like one uses a tool and right under their noses! She’s slick and smooth and neatly lures others into her web. Her bizarre actions added to her madness. It was amazing how she did all this with her low-tech methods.

Although, I found her very conceited, her courageousness and confidence were very appealing. She is very organized and pays attention to details, from all angles. She’s a woman, if one didn’t know better, they would look up to since she is brilliant and personable when needed. She would do wonders if she could just switch her mind set. 

Rylee, for the most part was a likable character, but has a dangerous profession. She is a tough and solid woman who focuses on the miracles when taking risks. Even in life, she’s not one to sit on the pity-pot wishing her life were different. She handles challenges very professionally and in a calm matter. I really like this woman. 

>Kenzie is Rylee’s old college girlfriend. Today, Kenzie walks around with a heavy heart and hides behind a façade and her church. Inside of her is pent up sexual energy that she desperately needs to release. I really felt for this woman because she is a good person. However, you’ll have to decide for yourself if at one time she had an ulterior mode with Rylee.

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The love of Kenzie’s life is her daughter, Abby. It is obvious that Kenzie loves motherhood. She is strict and sticks to her guns, which I felt strengthened the bond. I loved the mother-daughter relationship and how Abby shows her independence. This was a great touch to the story. 

During their time of separation, Rylee meets up with Chastity. Chastity has a one-track mind, very determined and clever. She chooses to wallow in the past, while attempting to recreate it in the present. She doesn’t let things go and I found this to be disturbing. Needless to say, I don’t care for her because I don’t feel she respected Rylee at all. The only thing going for this character is that she created some really intense drama.

In the present, Kenzie and Rylee meet up for the first time since college and it was fun watching the sparks ignite. The circumstances for their reunion couldn’t have been any worse, which I feel showed the strong woman in both of them. They are very believable and had real feelings. 

I loved the flirting that went on between our two love birds. These parts were really well thought out and the flow kept me wanting more. The romance scenes were very hot and tender, but a bit graphic, just to let you know. If you love steam, you’ve come to the right place.

The story is fast paced and will keep you hooked the entire ride. The suspense is addicting. It took me about five and a half hours to read and I found it hard to put down. There were a few disturbing scenes that shocked me and were hard to read. I had to remind myself that this is just fiction. 

You may be alarmed while reading this, but keep with it. This story will keep you wondering afterwards. I am recommending this book for all who love intense thrill-seeking drama paired with a flare of romance.

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Here is an excerpt to get you started:

“Come here,” Kenzie invited, setting her glass on the coffee table. “Sit right here,” she added, nodding downward, “and I’ll rub your shoulders.” It’s what she used to do every night during finals.

Rylee settled between her legs, leaning back against the couch. “Mmm, I could get used to this,” she moaned as Kenzie rubbed one, the other, and both. She tipped her head back, caught her eye, and added, “You haven’t lost your touch.”

“I should hope not,” Kenzie responded, smiling as she moved to rub her neck, and stroke her temples.

“Oh, yeah,” Rylee moaned, turning her head, her cheek resting on Kenzie’s thigh. She planted one kiss, and then another, turned a little more, and inched her fingers up her gown.

“Mmm, now you’re talking,” Kenzie responded, nibbling her lower lip, and scooting down.

“Are you sure about this?” Rylee asked, peering into her eyes. It was too soon, but if Kenzie wanted her to, she’d move forward. It wasn’t like they hadn’t been there before.

“Are you kidding?” Kenzie responded, her breath quickening. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.” She nodded toward Rylee’s glass, saying, “Finish your wine.”

Five Stars.

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Meet USA Bestselling Author Julie Morgan

Good afternoon friends and welcome. Today I have a special treat for you. USA Today Bestselling author Julie Morgan has stopped by to chat with us. She is the queen of steampunk literature and has published fifteen books that are all available for sale. Come stop by and join us. If you have questions for this amazing woman, you can ask in the comments.Author Photo 2 

“Be the change that you wish to see in the world.”

Mahatma Gandhi

Tell us about yourself.
I currently live in Winter Haven, FL, and am originally from Burleson, Texas. I’m married, going on 13 years to an amazing man, and we have one child together, who will be 10 in August. Growing up in Texas, there was no shortage of fun to be had with rodeos! Although I’ve since hung up my spurs, I do occasionally enjoy a horseback ride.

How long have you been writing professionally?
Since 2013.

Let’s talk about your book, Deadly Alchemy. How did you come up with the title?
The story is about an Alchemist and what she created because so deadly for her, the name came about that way.

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What part of the steampunk culture do you like the best? Why?
I love the Victorian era with the corsets and bustles! With the gadgets worked in, you’re able to create a world where only your imagination is the limit. Steampunk you can make anything happen.

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Would you describe your protagonist as a strong and wise woman?

Strong and smart, yes. I feel wise comes toward the end of the story.

Did anything significant come to the surface as a result of writing this book?
Nothing in particular, no. 

What has been a great life accomplishment? Tell us about it.

I would have to say my daughter. She’s my daily inspiration to want to be a better person. She is the best thing I have ever done in my life.

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What types of music do you enjoy listening to?
I’m all over the board from classic rock to Mozart. It really depends on my mood.

Where is a great family oriented place that you can recommend for everyone?

If you’re visiting Polk County, Florida, give Manny’s chop house a try. Amazing food and the staff are always super friendly!

Do you follow Lesfic literature? If so, who have you read?
I don’t necessarily follow one genre over another. I enjoy reading to escape. I have read so many authors it is hard to nail it down to one.

What has been the greatest gift from becoming a mother?
Aside the love of my daughter? Learning more about myself.

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What intrigues you about paranormal stories?
It pushes the boundaries of what real life is. Imagine having the ability to fly, or grow gills to swim under oceans, shift to run through woods, or never having to sleep? It would be something different for sure.

Where is the most exotic location you’ve ever visited?
Europe. My husband took me to Venice back in October, then we took the Orient Express train to Paris. It was SO amazing!

How has your family been supportive of your success?
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Describe the feeling you had the first time you made the USA Today Bestselling list. What, you didn’t hear me scream? HAHA! Excitement. Thrill. Disbelief. Amazement!

What is next for you?
I’ll continue writing and discovering new worlds and new characters. I love world building and bouncing ideas off my fellow authors and readers. As for what is coming next, I’m going to be working on two different series storylines, both paranormal. I’m pretty excited for them!

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My Review for Linda Bates’, ‘It Drew Pale’

Good Afternoon Everyone!  I hope you all had a lovely holiday, for those who chose to join in.  Today  am featuring my review for Linda Bates’ ‘It Drew Pale.’  This book recently debuted, just in time for this holiday season.  Come on in and join us for this fun journey.

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Her greatest asset was her determination, and if you wanted to succeed in something in Oregon, or anywhere in the world for that matter, you had to have plenty of spirit!

Linda Bates


It Drew Pale takes place in the 19th century in the rural west. A man named Jack Preston was moving to Oregon to start a new life. Jack is tough but even keeled. He is witty, has a nice sense of humor, and is respectful of others. Jack is as honest as he can be. However, he has a big secret that your going to need to read the book to find out.

Eleanor and Marianne are sisters who enter Jack’s life. They are daughters of a shop keeper and they dress very well. Their beauty radiates and they are both very nurturing.   it’s no wonder that their family business is doing so well. These two women reminded me to stay optimistic. You can’t help but feel good when you are around them. They are both attracted to Jack’s charm. It’s no wonder that Jack is attracted to them. The question is how are they going to feel once they learn Jack’s secret.

All three players are solid. They are brave in their own ways. Marianne, under pressure, never showed any weak characteristics.   Nor did she cry out for a man when she was in an unpleasant situation. Marianne’s heart is as big as the world. Her strength is very visible and I applaud the author for creating her.

Eleanor doesn’t put up with nonsense. She knows how to hold her own ground and get her point across clearly. She isn’t afraid to use force either. She knows what she wants. No isn’t an option for her. If she wasn’t so attached to her family, I could see her going out on her own and starting a life someplace else. I found her to be a bit standoffish, but after learning a few things, I understood.

Jack has inner strength that is comparable to a super human. Jack isn’t afraid and doesn’t allow physical pain to slow him, especially when fighting for justice. Emotions are well tamed and never take over any situation.   I could see Jack stealth his way across a battlefield unnoticed.

This story is quite an adventure. There is a little bit of violence that made me pause from reading for a moment. The read itself kept me at a slow pace and I had to backtrack a few times so I wouldn’t miss anything. The story hooked me and I enjoyed the ride. You are going to want to carve out time so that you can fully experience the entire story without interruptions. And don’t forget to read the introduction before the story. I found it to be very inspiring.

Here are two excerpts from this fine story for you to check out.  Enjoy!

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Stepping onto Oregon soil, Jack immediately began to feel the familiarity of it all. It had been eight months since the tired legs had set foot on some good old honest earth. It felt wholesome and fresh. And firm, too, after the bobbling about on the schooner. People were still around to trip over in the busy port-side, yet already Jack felt free. It was certainly a welcome contrast from the life Jack had led back at the claim. There were some real women milling about! Jack was not the type who discriminated against those women who wore trousers and flannel open-necked shirts. After all, in the gold fields it was more practical for a female’s needs, but in Jack’s mind, there was no female figure that was not the embodiment of nature in crinoline and frills! It was the way of it, and Jack had no mind to change the laws of nature. The others, Jack observed, were also viewing the magnificent local scenery.

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The busy storekeeper and her sister heard the slam of a door, but were too busy to attend their aggrieved relative. Besides, they had experienced the tantrums of the twenty-year old, and were quite used, after years of the same, to Eleanor’s behaviour. Her father always had the same answer when Eleanor was ‘in a sweat’ as he would call it, and deduced she would desist being out of sorts as soon as she found herself a strong man to calm her temper. And that would anger Eleanor the more her father would vocalise his philosophies. They would never see eye-to-eye on the ideals that matched the general populace, because Eleanor did not see herself as one of the crowd. Rather she was an individual, with needs of her own she had not quite worked out yet.


Four Stars!

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Meet Author Emma Lynn

Good afternoon, Everyone!  Today I’m interviewing an author whose work really touched my heart.  She is Emma Elliot aka Emma Lynn, author of Darkness Reigns, a story about a trapped woman who discovers who she really is.  Emma is here to chat and answer questions.

Recently, I had the honor of beta reading her upcoming novels, Dare, which is now available for purchase.  It and the second book of the Love series, Marko, will take you down a path of love, courage, and determination.  Dare, especially is touching and the author really lays out the foundation of the story well.

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 “This is the way the world ends; not with a bang or a whimper, but with zombies breaking down the back door.”

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 Who is Emma Lynn? Tell us a bit about yourself and your background.

I’m from Washington State, so when I’m not writing or reading the latest romance novel, I’m cheering on for my team, the Seahawks! I’ve been writing for the past four years but daydreaming about story ideas since I was little. On days when I don’t feel like getting words down on paper, I head outside with my camera to get some cool shots.

What is your favorite thing to do on the weekends – during this time of year?

Because it’s cold here, I like to sit in my comfy chair with a blanket, cup of hot chocolate and a good book, or catching up on TV shows.  

What is “Dare” about?

Dare is about the journey a young woman goes through as she tries to forget her past. She has rocky times, many secrets come to light, and a budding romance she isn’t sure she’s up for. It’s heavy in romance and light in mystery.

What was the deciding factor for your book title?

I wanted a short title, something catchy but made sense. I had many ideas but they all seemed wrong, and at the time, Dare’s name was actually Austin. I just couldn’t see that name as the title, so Dare came to mind. It sounds more dangerous and alluring.

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What traits were you looking for when you were creating the main characters?

Although I try not to do it, a lot of my (female) characters take after me. Either their quirks, sarcastic remarks (those were fun to write), and the way they think. Physically, just an image of someone-usually someone famous-and make my characters that way.

Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?

As I’m starting out in this industry, it’s a lot harder than I anticipated, so I just really want to thank those who take the time to read my stories and grow attached to the characters that I myself am fond of. I love hearing from you guys and reading comments are really great. So thank you!

What is your favorite venue to see live classical music?  Can you share a bit about your favorite composers?

Oh, I haven’t actually been to see live classical music be played, but I love Tchaikovsky! Nutcracker is my favorite to listen to.

Can you share a bit about your love for the Seattle Seahawks and how you became interested in football? 

No matter what, win or lose, those guys are winners. I haven’t met any (unfortunately) but they really can be selfless. I love hearing stories about them helping out, volunteering, or visiting children at the hospital. As for how I became interested? Football in my house is a staple! I grew up with it on, so it only makes sense to love the sport!

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Let’s give a shout out to Seattle, Washington.  What places are fun to visit and can you share something about them?

I love going down to Pike Place Market! There are so many cool shops there, some quirky that are adorable. I always love watching the men throw and catch the fish, or walking around and checking out the vendors. There are some really cool places to visit in Seattle, the Underground tour being one of them. I’ve gone so many times, yet it never gets old.

What other authors do you follow?  Can you recommend some books?

I follow a lot! I can recommend anything by Shelly Crane, Richelle Mead, Abbi Glines, Sarra Cannon, and Colleen Hoover.

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I understand that you are a ‘Star Wars’ fan.  Have you seen the latest installment?  If so what was your experience?

Not yet! I’ll hopefully be going to see it soon, I’m dying with anticipation!

What is your favorite part of being an author? 

Being able to write! It’s a lot of hard work, but in the end it’s rewarding because it means I get to do what I love.

Me:  One thing Emma enjoys is her blog.  This you have to check out and Emma has included fun things about herself.

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What are you currently working on?

I’m working finishing up with the second book in the Love series, Marko and it will be published soon.  Currently, I’m working on books 3 and 4.  Both stories branch out with more adventure and love.

Emma has provided a few excerpts for us.

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“Why are you staring at me?” he asks, breaking me out of my trance.  

I clear my throat. “I didn’t realize I was. Just lost in my thoughts.” A few seconds later I ask, “Is your name really Dare?” 

He chuckles humorlessly and turns to me. “That’s been bothering you, hasn’t it?” he leans down, getting close to me and my heart stutters. “If it weren’t my real name, I wouldn’t tell you. Know why?” 

Swallowing over the lump in my throat, I shake my head, eyes wide. “No. Why?” I ask hoarsely. 

His eyes slowly move down, pin pointing directly on my lips as I lick them. “Because that would mean you’re close to me, and I don’t let people in. I won’t let you in, Jennifer. So I won’t answer yes or no. I’ll let you think on it, let it push into your thoughts late at night and drive you crazy because you’re thinking about me.” 

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 Darkness Reigns:

I smile, watching the fireflies flicker and zoom around, little beacons shining in the air as their backdrop is the orange and pink sky from the setting sun. The day went by fast as I’ve been preparing for school to start up tomorrow. The last day of summer is filled with familiar rituals, always managing to keep the anxiety of first day jitters down and buried. I may be a senior now, but the first days are always the hardest.

Stretching my legs out, I shift on the porch steps and pick my book up, setting the place marker on the page before closing it with a sigh. The backyard is my favorite spot here at home. Our house sits on a hill, a direct view of Puget Sound in our backyard and if I squint just right, I can make out the Space Needle, standing proud in downtown Seattle.

The weather is always changing here and for once it’s nice and sunny. A gentle breeze picks up my hair, twisting it around. No doubt I’ll have troubles brushing the long black strands later on.

The fireflies are slowly subtracting, becoming a tiny group of three before, they too, disappear. Looking at my watch, I realize dinner will be soon and decide to stand up, stretching my back side to side. Before heading inside though, I lean against the railing and watch the sun disappear into the Sound, the water a mesmerizing glow.

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My Review of Amy Dunne’s, ‘The Renegade’

Hello Everyone and good afternoon to you all.  Today I am sharing my review for Amy Dunne’s ‘The Renegade.’  For those of you who are new, I recently interviewed Amy.  Since then she’s been hard at work with her next project.

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This story takes place in the future, involving a deadly epidemic.  Right from the start the author’s descriptions draw in the reader. I loved how she described one of the main character’s father. He was a positive inspiration for Alex, despite his own destiny.  A chill ran through me at her wise choice of words that clearly defined the situation.

Alex is a young woman determined not to let fate destroy who she is. Unfortunately because of this epidemic she has shut down socially and has become somewhat apathetic to others.

After learning how to survive on her own, she took the reins on fear and used it in her favor. It was amazing how well she handled herself. True bravery was shown here and she was not afraid to fight for her own life.

Alex didn’t want to love again.  It was too painful.

I loved the way the strong woman emerged and grew as she transformed.  During the story, we are led to believe that she is only going along with the motions.  The descriptions of the scenes and the overall character building made me appreciate and admire her.

Then there is Evelyn, a woman living hostage in a survivor’s camp. She is forced against her will to marry the camp’s leader, a man claiming to channel the word of God.  She is the community’s doctor and goes well beyond her duties.  The author shows examples of Evelyn’s selfless-like qualities throughout.

Evelyn is sweet and caring, which is shown right from her introduction.  Immediately the reader will feel connected to her.  I admired her strength in that she never gave up.  I applaud the author for showing Evelyn’s maternal side as well.

As I was reading, I could feel the emotions of both main characters. I really had distain for one supporting character for being emotionally abusive. You will find this emotional roller coaster and very interesting and hard to put down.

There is a romance in the story that was very well thought out and believable.

The story is easy reading and the pages themselves will lead you along the journey of Alex and Evelyn to a climax that you’d never think about.

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I have included a touching excerpt from this page turner.  Enjoy!

Evelyn Bennett dried her hands on paper towels as she watched Tanya leave the medical room. She dropped the crumpled towels into the bin and tried to quell her anger.

“Bastard,” she whispered.

Tanya disappeared out of sight and Evelyn rushed to lock the door. The blinds were already drawn, so she took advantage of the limited privacy to hide her stash of tablets. Kneeling on the floor, she pried the small iron grate with her fingernails to remove it. The packets of tablets were wrapped in cloth and zipped inside a black waterproof makeup bag. She pushed them deep into the narrow gap, scraping her knuckles on the brickwork in the process.

 A loud knock sounded on the door.

“Just a moment,” she said, trying to sound casual. She fumbled with the grate and eventually managed to get it back in place. Scrambling to her feet, she shoved the heavy cabinet with her shoulder, moving it in front of the grate.

The pounding continued to rattle the wooden door.

Evelyn scanned around the room to make sure she hadn’t left any of the contraband out. She couldn’t see any and didn’t dare to waste any more time. As she walked to the door, she ran her hands over her curly red hair tied in a ponytail. She swept the plastic apron aside and brushed down the scuffed knees of her jeans.

She braced herself, flicked the lock, and opened the door.

“Hi, Mum,” Jamie said, beaming a smile that showed the gap where his left lateral incisor was missing.

She blew out a shaky breath and wrapped her arms around him, drawing him close. “What was all that banging about?”

He looked up at her. His brown eyes sparkled with vitality but were also wise beyond their years. The unprecedented horrors he’d witnessed had left their marks. There was no such thing as innocence anymore.

“I missed you,” he said simply.

“You did?” she asked. She ruffled his sandy hair affectionately.


“I missed you, too.” She hugged him tightly.

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Meet Author Linda Bates (‘Everlusting Love’)

Good afternoon Everyone! It is great to see you. Today author Linda Bates, author of ‘Everlusting Love’ has stopped by to chat with us. Her story has a dynamic complex main character and is full of twists. It will take you on a journey to exotic places of the world as well as into the depths of your imagination. Get set for a breath taking experience. Let’s give Linda a warm welcome.


 ‘Smile at the World and It Will Smile Back.’

 Everlusting Love

 Who is Linda Bates?

She’s an author of many books, some published, some ready for pubbing, and some are in the making.

I am a Yorkshire lass first, and a Brit second. Where I come from, you don’t have to ask why that is so. I did a great five day talk on BBC Radio called ‘Life Stories’ where I talked about my life and my writing. I found the process really interesting. I suppose I should put them on YouTube for the benefit of those who didn’t get to hear the recordings. I had a fascinating day with Kevin (Fernihough – pronounced Ferni-ho), he was really nice and easy to talk to, and I had a lovely chat with the producer there talking about his career and how he might see himself in five years’ time! We joked because he said he felt I was the interviewer, and he was the guest, but we got on so well, and was it was so relaxing, like a home from home, really, that everything came naturally. I am never ill at ease with people, I love them, and animals, of course, though I stress, I am not a vegetarian. Sorry, you guys, but I have so many food allergies and have a careful diet, that I can’t afford to purposefully cut out what I can, and meat is one of those products.

In your childhood, you did a lot of traveling. Can you share about your favorite places?

I am well-travelled, and so are my books, and if any of you have bought American Dream paperback from either of the outlets-there are 52 countries and I sell in Barnes & Noble, too, as well as in my beloved Cumbria, the local bookstore holds copies of American Dream, and will soon be stocking my latest full novel, Everlusting Love-there is a write-up on the back that will tell you from where I originate. I also have a blurb on my website for Everlusting Love that will give you all the information of where I have travelled since I have written of the places I have been, and know. New York is not one of them, though I would love someday to visit with my friends over there.


What is “Everlusting Love” about?

Everywhere I have ever been and everywhere I would love to go! Everywhere in the whole wide world! I just love the differing cultures of the world, and embrace them wherever I go. I enjoy people, I’ve said that (giggle) but I really must stress that it is for the people I write. I write the books I always wanted to read as a youngster. I started out reading so many westerns in my youth, I read every single one in the library where I lived. I then began thinking that most of them held a straight romance as a running thin line throughout the books, so I wanted to create a different character, a strong woman, with no axe to grind, but someone with grit and a bit of a personality about her, and I think I accomplished that back in the day when I wrote American Dream. I wanted to write about significant women on the periphery of society, and focus on bullying, so that is how Everlusting Love started out with the initial title Basop a lo Vampire – from my South African days. I was writing the last piece of the last chapter when I thought it was too limp a title, and people might not really get what the book was about, it was not all about a S. African vampire at all, even though Africa features in the book, so does a lot of places around the world in equal measure, but it WAS about people who find themselves on the periphery of society. Those of us who find we are marginalised because of one or two, or maybe more, aspects of our life that stands out from the rest of humankind, and I wanted to portray that as a positive aspect, pointing to those of us that might view the world differently.

What was the deciding factor for your book title?

The book title came from a song that was playing in my head Everlasting Love…you know the one…”open up your eyes, then you realise, here I stand with my…everlasting love…” and so forth. Well, I was singing that in my head whilst I was putting the final words to the book, and I thought the lyrics really epitomised my story, the tale of extremes, and of lust, so I just changed a little part of the title to make Everlusting Love, and Karissa was born!!

What traits were you looking for when you were creating the main characters?

Creating the main characters? I never created them, they were born, they lived within me the whole while I was growing up, and I already had them inside me, so I did not create them, rather I think they created me, and made a monster (Laughing).

Me: Take a few minutes to check out Linda’s book trailer video for ‘Everlusting Love.’

Everlusting Love book trailer

Have you received any awards or recognition for your work?

My recognition for my work is with the readers, and the readers alone. If only one person reads my books, then I will have achieved my goal of reaching someone who needed to read my words, my work, and take it that they are never alone in the world. That is my main achievement, and that is how I view my writing. A story that people can relate to is reward enough. Of course, if people wish to bestow physical achievement awards upon me, then go ahead, knock yourself out, I will happily accept, but ideally, for me, it’s people who count.

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If you were to write a biography, who would it be about and why?

I have approached an artist regarding his biography, and he has agreed. Because I have so many books I need to focus on at the moment, this project is a much larger and important factual book that needs my full, undivided attention, so I am waiting for the right moment to get his historical data written down in a way that appeals to his audience. I love his work, and his life is fascinating, so I don’t really want to wait too long…all I can say is watch this space, that book begs to be read, and has been half written already…

In your blog you mention Being negative only makes the journey more difficult.” What does this mean to you?

I have a quote on my desk that goes something like this…’Being negative only makes the journey more difficult. You may be given a cactus, but you don’t have to sit on it!!’ This is the kind of humour that makes people sit up and take notice, so it appealed to me on all sorts of levels. It’s ironic that the gifts we have been given are locked away and not utilised until we get a burr up our saddle. I took over thirty years to decide that my writing was good enough, that I was good enough. American Dream, for instance, was written so far back in my life, and then shelved because I simply felt too insignificant. But one day two years ago or more, I shared a short story privately with a Director/Producer/Writer and she placed it not only on her film company page, but it turned up on all her pages, and on FB – the feedback was phenomenal! I got around 50 replies in the first hour, and thousands just in one week, telling me how they had enjoyed my story and asking me what else I had written. At the time, when I only had about a handful of friends on Facebook, and no website to call my own, I was really affected by that positive charge, and from that moment came the inspiration to edit and get American Dream out there, along with the start of Everlusting Love. Ironically, it was this kind of loving gesture from, yes you’ve guessed it, Nicole Conn (Perfect Ending, etc.), and Barbara Niven’s inspirational video that shoved that cactus where it belonged by telling me point-blank that ‘I was enough’. I deserved to be counted! And so do you!!

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Can you share with us a bit about your love of poetry?

I started writing poetry at the tender age of ten! I was writing poetry on all kinds of subjects. I read some out to my family on one occasion, but it didn’t go down too well. I really wrote about taboo subjects, too, that I did not read out to anyone. They were my deepest moments. I could find no other outlet at the time for my feelings of a coming of age lesbian, preferring to hide rather than be bold.

I had parents, and I am sure many of you can relate to this, who had a mind-set about such things, and although they were tolerant on the outside, their beliefs were stuck in the Victorian British stiff upper lip of children, especially girls, were seen and not heard! I was amusing, but I was discouraged from expressing a voice, since they felt sure once I had grown up, all I would do was get married and have lots of babies. I knew from the age of nine, I think, that I was not going to have children at all, but try telling a determined parent that. I laugh now, but then it was infuriating. I was stuck in their world, hence it took me such a long time to find my voice, let alone relinquish the hold of twenty-seven years of straight talk. I did, and I never looked back!

So poetry is not something I am overly fond of, yet it was my beginnings to expressing myself, that I really enjoyed, if for myself, it was very private, very pleasing to me at the time. I have written poetry in my latest creation ‘Everlusting Love’, a book I so enjoyed writing. I love the characters, even though they can be hurtful to each other. We are all flawed, we are none of us perfect, and that is what I find fascinating about human nature. We are multi-facetted, multi-dimensional. I am not a pigeon-hole, I am a human. That is why I chose Karissa as one of my main protagonists in this very complex, compelling tale. Simply, she is not a human, yet she was once, and it is this that she explores in every aspect of her relationships with people. I love her because she will bare all, and be damned!! She’s a survivor, thousands of years old, she wanders into relationships whilst on the periphery of society. I wrote about that because it is close to my heart. I wrote about women close and beyond the edge of a world that seems to tip ever so slightly to the borders of our very own psyche. Karissa, Victoria and even Jane, find it difficult to keep from revealing themselves, and this, quite frankly, pushed my buttons. They are essentially women who seem plucky, determined and feisty on the face of it, yet are ruled by their own spheres of perception, but they are not afraid to examine that. Someone recently said to me that there are a lot of descriptive, inventive paragraphs that seem to exude poetry in their symmetry, and I have to agree with them, because I have this innate need to bring all the reader’s senses into play when describing my scenes.

For instance, not giving too much away in the book, there is one place where Victoria discovers a shrivelling mass at the end of a deep, dark tunnel. The descriptive there conjures up the sight, smells, visual effects, taste of the place so palpably it has even me riveted to the spot every time, and my heart beats like an express caboose following the storyline through a grotesque collage of descriptive prose. That is my kind of poetry! I write; some poetise. I love the English language, and I revel in its many terms and twists. Don’t you?

What authors do you read? Who would you recommend?

I could recommend everyone read Dickens, especially his Bleak House, or the famous A Christmas Carol. It can be awkward in its composition with its long phraseology, sentences as long as your arm, but if you embrace the ingenuity of his work, and the way he used to publicise it, you can’t help admire the determined effort of a man who originated from out of a blacking factory! Both stories tells a lot about his drive, and his reasoning behind his writing. I admire an author who has a story to tell that matters in the scheme of things, he wrote to change the world’s perception on poverty and snobbery.

Charles Dickens


What is your favorite part of being an author?

I write because I need for people to feel they are not alone, that there is someone out there who can relate to their pain. I also like to break rules, and with Everlusting Love, as with American Dream in a way, I have broken the rules on how a novel, especially a lesfic novel, should be written. I follow no approved, tried-and-tested model. I write to innovate, reinvent, and question the art of writing today. I do not apologise for my intensity or my psychological questioning, invoking the reader to examine their own values whilst they are reading my book. I enjoyed every minute of getting to know my reader, getting under their skin with the wheedling determination of a dress-maker with a stitch picker!

What gets you into the zone? 

I work differently than other authors, I know, and this uniqueness reflects in my work, I think. I don’t need silence. For instance, I wrote most of EL during a holiday by the sea, or I was in my front room with TV blaring, people chattering in the background, and a kitty pushing my nose for attention! I get my material from thing I hear, see, and understand. My characters are with me 24/7, so this means I get inspired any time. I can rise during the night, I can suddenly be in the car, out with friends, cooking, cleaning, or any chore that allows my mind to meander towards them, and bam! I am there, and in need a pencil, pen, paper (including toilet paper, laugh), in order to get down an idea, a palpable, plausible plot, a poem, a sentence, a clever piece of dialogue, whatever has just popped into my head to include in my current novel. I start at the beginning, I work my way through the novel, and I finish at the end. I do not deviate from that. I continue in a dogged, passionate way, until I am finished. I don’t plan it! I don’t go through chapters; I don’t follow a set model. I just write and write until I am done. I have the characters, the stage, the whole story in my head and I play it out scene by scene until it is over. I can’t do anything else. And when I write it is off the cuff. No pauses, no going over and over the paragraphs, or chapters, changing and re-changing them. I write from scratch, verbatim as it were, until the very end. I pause for food, and domestic chores, but mostly I write until I am done. I am driven. Some people don’t understand this. It can be quite disturbing, I guess, when you have someone continuously focussed on writing the whole time, but I am an excellent communicator, and intuitive, so allow for that side of me to surface occasionally. I say this last with tongue in cheek, of course, but I am aware of people’s feelings and those whom I love know I love them. Ask any of them, they will tell you how well they understand my need to write, my passion for writing, because they know how important it is to me, how intrinsic it is to my well-being. I need to write, I need to feel, I need to find ingenious ways of getting a reader’s attention so that I can make a difference to the literary world.



What is next for you?

Because of the recent floods in Cumbria, UK, I have had to shelve my latest project which is a collection of amusing cat stories, I call ‘Two Tuxedos and Five Peas on a Plate’. I will pick this up just as soon as I am able. Meantime, I am currently writing the sequel to ‘American Dream’ and of course the sequel to ‘Everlusting Love’. The sequel to EL, as I endearingly call it, is proving to be a most amusing turn of events centred around the beautiful, charismatic Karissa, but I am determined not to follow my own pattern from EL, so it will be a stand-alone book in itself. Any further books in the series, if I so choose it to be a series, will all enjoy their own style, their own taste, their own perceptions on Karissa, so that you eventually see by different perspectives just how complex one life can be. It’s called social inclusion. I am big on that!

And there you have it! Lynn, you are a great person, with a big heart, and an excellent client base, I am very impressed with your credentials, very pleased to have been invited to ‘talk’ with you, and very happy to know you. I am honoured that you chose to feature me amongst such prestigious and hallowed company, and proud to count myself in as a literary figure of some standing with you.

For more exciting news about Linda, be sure to check out her links:

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I have included an excerpt from ‘Everlusting Love’. Enjoy!Everlusting Love

I do not actually know what had made me do it.  I was afraid of the dark.  When I was young, very young, my brothers used to dress in white sheets and appear in my bedroom to frighten me. At four, five years old it had done the trick. They had mocked and laughed at their antics, as older siblings are wont to do, but it had left a lasting impression upon my memory.  I was older now, of course, yet neither reason nor common sense engaged when I was presented with the darkness, night-time still held its horrors.  And so here I was, in this solitary, silent place.  I listened to that silence with a renewed belligerence.

I shouted out as loud as I could, “You don’t scare me anymore!”

There was no one there to hear my clattering, drunken scream.  I was alone.  The night was cold. I knew this because my warm breath showed on the midnight air as the moon peered from behind a mystic cloud.  I was too drunk to feel it, of course, but I felt tremendous pain, nonetheless.  Physical, tortuous, agonising, unrelenting guilty feelings had haunted me both night and day.  Tonight was no different from any other, except that tonight I had chosen to share my grief with the frosty midnight sky, the earthy soil.  The granite of my soul stung with excruciating concreteness.  It hit me then, at that precise moment, in my stupor, that I wanted to be dead.  I had been dead for some time. I had just been going through the motions of living.  I had lost those whom were all-important to me.  It had come as a great shock to me to lose them so quickly and so clinically clean as a click of the fingers would sometimes make a magic trick. Just as if I had clicked my fingers and then they were gone.  It had all been as quick as that!  I’m not going to encompass you with the grief, or the morbid details, suffice to say, that they were dead. I was not. The guilt?  It should have been me; after all it was my car!

It was a cold night, as I have said; yet I could feel nothing of it.  For days, weeks, months, years, I had felt nothing.  Not one iota of what one should feel.  I just felt pain, and I had reached an impasse.

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Here I was.  I was stood upon the old bandstand, in the middle of the lawn, in Alkincoats Park, screaming to no one but the frosty midnight stars.  The bottle I had discarded lay at my feet now. Empty.  I had had to accept that the bottle, like my whole life, was empty.  Oh, I had coveted the bottle, as if it were my last friend.  It was, of course, my only friend, now.  I had nursed the empty receptacle since it ceased to give me its last droplet.  People had long since been replaced by the fiery comforter.  My last remnant of fiery liquid had dissolved into the bottomless pit of my consciousness, and had left me still feeling the pain: The interminable pain.

I cried.  Real tears flowed cold and wet upon my cheeks and down onto my sick-soaked clothes. Time had rendered my apparel scraggy and dishevelled.  Time was supposed to have been the great healer, but it wasn’t.  Instead, time was too much of what I had.

I had cried real tears and felt the pain every tormented and tortured moment.  Tonight nothing was different, except for the fact that I was usually in my decrepit pit of a bed, in a bed-sit.  This time I had chosen to share my grief with the stars. I loved the frost, cold and clean against one’s skin, except, I could not remember when I had washed last. Oh, the beauty of a frosty night!  The stars were so clear against the agate sky.  I was not frightened.  Nothing could scare me. I did not care anymore.  I think that was why I was not scared; that, and the numbness of drink.  At least it was good for something!  Life was just too stupid, and I was so sick of it.

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I looked down upon my clothes.  My tattered coat hung where it touched.  I spread my arms out wide to accentuate the unbefitting over-garment in the moonlight. I tittered to myself; I looked like a vampire!  I noticed then that it was a full moon.  The clouds were too widely dispersed to have an effect upon it.  It looked at me and I looked at it.  The bright and shining moon up there told me nothing.

“Look at me!”  I shouted up at it.  I expected nothing in return from the moon.  After all, it is a dead planet.  There is nobody there except perhaps the company of the odd astronaut or two every once in a while.  Like me it was alone.

“Look at me!”  I screamed belligerently once more.

And it was then that a purely soft sensuous whisper close to my ear said, “I’m looking!”

I spun round, anxious to catch the one who had spoken.  Blackness!  I spun a complete circle.  I got dizzy and fell over.  I peered into the blackness.  The cold air encompassed me as a renewed soberness blinked consciously upon me.  I think I spoke again.  This time I did not shout, I know.  But there was nothing.

“Just me and my bloody mind!”  I said out loud.

“Oooh!  You do have it bad.”

That voice again: A woman’s voice.  It was educated, and mocking.   I was confused, yet strangely I could tell in one instance that I was not alone, and this was not just my mind playing tricks on me.

I had heard voices in my head before: Those voices of my father, or brother, or my ex-lover, or all at once sometimes when things were really bad.  Yet, this was different.  I knew that this voice was not something I had strewn in my fuddled memory.  The voice was real.

Again I looked about me.  I even peered upwards, trying to locate the sound.  There was nothing, or so it seemed.

I began to feel frightened.  I gathered myself from the frosty ground, shivering either from the renewed sense of cold, or the prickling sensation one feels from plain fear.  I staggered towards what I knew to be the exit from Alkincoats Park.  I could see the distant street light at the bottom where the park gates were.  I took comfort from the fact that it was only a few hundred yards away.  As I weaved towards it I was suddenly stricken with panic, and I began to run.

The woman’s soft voice came at me from behind.  “You can run all you like, I still have you!”

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I turned to try to see who it was who was haunting me so.  The hair on the back of my neck stood bolt upright, and I stumbled forward trying my best to reach the comfort of the distant light.

I never got there, to that lamp.  It’s extraordinary how one faces fear.  In a trice I had turned about.  I was going to face my tormentor head on. I did.

“I don’t care.”  I spoke to the air.  “Have me then, if it’s what you want.  I don’t care!”

And then she appeared.  God, she was beautiful!  She just appeared from out of the darkness.  One minute I was alone, the next I was opposite such a picture of utter loveliness.

“You like what you see.”  She whispered.

I was going to speak, but I found I could not.  I was speechless.  I could not move.  This spectral sight had me riveted to the earth.  It had its own light.

“This is how I appear to you, because I know how encapsulated by beauty you can be.”

She had said this so simply that it somehow did not sound corny or conceited.  It was a statement of truth.

I cannot say how I knew, but I just knew somehow that she could read my thoughts, my dreams of yesteryear, my emotions and also my actions before I could even have acted upon them.  She knew my past, my present and my future: All of it.

“And I accept it all.”  She threw open her arms then.  I was encompassed by her comforting, warm embrace without even understanding the process of how I had arrived there, head to her voluptuous breasts.  I was not frightened, though somehow I felt that I ought to be.  There was no reason in it.  I could not feel anything but warmth for this womanEverlusting Love

I looked up into her face.  I could perceive no wrinkles, and yet I had a sense that this stranger was older than I could ever imagine.  One perfect brow arched.

“You are very astute.  I can see that, now.”  Her red lips shaped a smile.  “But you do realise that I can’t kill you.”

Again, this last sentence was not a question, but a statement.  I waited, wantonly impassive.

“You,” She said provocatively, “Are too beautiful for that.”  She placed her cold finger on my trembling lips as she spoke.  In an instant I knew that I would surrender unconditionally to anything she wished.  She had the commanding air of one who is accustomed to giving orders, and for having those orders carried out.  One whom would say jump and you would ask how high!

After that I could not tell you what happened until I awoke the next morning.  And awake I did!


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