I’m on a roll, seriously y’all
September 24th, 2008

It’s my week for new book covers! I just got approval for my gorgeous new cover for Devils on Horseback: Zeke.

This cowboy has eyes I absolutely fell into - the tortured gaze of my hero, Zeke. Eerily accurate, and another winner from the faboo Scott Carpenter.

It also has a coming soon page on the Samhain website, woot!!

Here is Zeke’s blurb, and let me tell y’all, he’s been a tough hero to write. I’d say he’s the most damaged of the Devils and my heart aches for him.

A cool man, a fiery woman, a love destined to ignite.

Book 3 of the Devils on Horseback series

Intense, reserved and known for his strategic thinking, Zeke Blackwood has struggled to find his place in the post-war world. After the violent death of the first woman to capture his heart, Zeke retreats into a whisky bottle—until he’s handed the position of town sheriff.

Zeke sobers up and tries his damnedest to be the best lawman he can be. He hadn’t counted on the tempting new saloon girl to jeopardize his cold, unhappy existence.

Naomi Tucker is a survivor, a woman who made it through the war on her own wit and strength. She hoped moving to Tanger, Texas would bring her the peace and stability she yearns to find. Instead she runs head-on into a cool-eyed sheriff who welcomes her to his bed, only to push her away.

The wildness of the West is far from tamed. It threatens the town’s efforts to rebuild, Zeke’s bond with the Devils—and his fragile relationship with Naomi. As Zeke’s hold on sobriety slips, he and Naomi must choose between settling for half a life apart, or embracing all they could be. Together.

Such a Purty Cover
September 23rd, 2008

Check it out, y’all. I’ve got my final cover for The Education of Madeline, my very first Brava release. I posted this yesterday on the Brava authors blog, but I had to show off on my blog too. :)

I love his eyes, they kind of suck you right in. *sigh*

I also love the torn paper with the title along with the font. It’s just so purty. What do ya think?

Here is yon blurb…

Plum Creek, Colorado 1872

The Right Man Comes Along

Madeline Brewster practically owns Plum City, Colorado. But at thirty-two, she knows she has missed any chance for happiness. Until she finds a tall, strong, handsome Irishman on the wrong end of the hangman’s noose. Suddenly this unconventional woman comes up with an outrageous idea . . .

Teague O’Neal has rugged cheekbones, tousled black curls, and eyes as blue as the sky, even if he is caked in Colorado mud. The men insist they caught him horse-thieving, and there’s something desperate about him that says he’d do anything for a buck.

Maybe it was pure chance, or maybe it was something more that brought Madeline and Teague together. But one thing’s clear, between a woman who has just about everything she could ever want, and a man who’s lost that and more, they might find something in between worth living for . . .

Monday Eye Candy
September 22nd, 2008

Monday’s eye candy for your viewing pleasure.

Talk Like a Pirate Day!
September 19th, 2008

Woohoo! It’s here again - Talk Like a Pirate Day 2008! Avast, me hearties, I hope yar talkin’ like a pirate today.

The website has some way cool stuff for TLAPD - including my favorite section…

Top Ten Pickup Lines for the Lady Pirates

By popular demand …

10. What are YOU doing here?

9. Is that a belayin’ pin in yer britches, or are ye … (this one is never completed)

8. Come show me how ye bury yer treasure, lad!

7. So, tell me, why do they call ye, “Cap’n Feathersword?”

6. That’s quite a cutlass ye got thar, what ye need is a good scabbard!

5. Aye, I guarantee ye, I’ve had a twenty percent decrease in me “lice ratio!”

4. I’ve crushed seventeen men’s skulls between me thighs!

3. C’mon, lad, shiver me timbers!

2. RAMMING SPEED!

…and the number one Female Pirate Pick-up Line:

1. You. Pants Off. Now!

Thursday Scramble?
September 18th, 2008

This morning did not start off well - not only did my alarm not go off but my son either slept through his or it didn’t go off either.

So I woke up at 6:15, 25 minutes after he was supposed to be on the bus. *sigh*

Mad scramble, dash, run around like a maniac, take a 3 1/2 minute shower, etc., etc. I got him to school with five minutes to spare (whew) and got to work 1/2 an hour late. Blech.

I hate days when you start off in a tizzy, discombobulated and confused. Routine is what keeps me on track, unlike many of the rest of the world who thrive on the thrill of not knowing what’s coming next. I am a list maker and not a risk taker.

Ha, that would be a funny rhyme if I wasn’t in such a funk. It’s going to be one of those days where I never quite click in the groove of things. Any suggestions on how to get my funk back in the groove?