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What Scares Terri Rochenski?

It’s Halloween! Just love this spooky time of year. What better day to question a special guest author about their fears? Let’s jump straight in and ask Terri Rochenski, author of Eye of the Soul, a few questions to get us acquainted. :-) 

Welcome, Terri. So lovely to have you here. What scared you most as a child?

Snakes, and unfortunately they STILL skeeve the living daylights out of me.

Oh, me, too! Thank goodness we don’t have many in the UK.

What scares you most as an adult?

Somebody nabbing my children, or being powerless to stop – and having to watch – their deaths.

Definitely! When you become a parent,  nothing scares you more than a threat to your child.

Now for a little background. I had the pleasure of meeting Terri Rochenski on the writing website Scribophile. Not only is she a wonderful writer,  she’s also Wonder Woman. Really! This amazing lady has two young girls and a newborn and still finds the time to write! She’s also the most organised person I know. I’m in awe. Terri’s début novel, Eye of the Soul, has just released with J. Taylor Publishing, and she has the sequel  stewing in the mix.

You can find out more about Terri on her blog and website, and also on Twitter and Facebook.

Tracey Hanlon PhotographyTerri is a stay-at-home mother who enjoys an escape to Middle Earth during the rare ‘me’ moments her three young children allow.




So, let’s ask Terri a few more spooky questions. Would you prefer to spend the night in a graveyard or a haunted house?

Graveyard. I know outside noises, but the creaking of a dark, old house? Forget about it.

What would you take with you on your spooky sleepover?

Flashlight – who WOULDN’T take one of those??!

Eye of the Soul – Book Blurb

That should be Hyla’s first thought as her people are chained and imprisoned for no imaginable reason.
Instead, Hyla finds herself traveling through a land void of Natives, with human soldiers pillaging in desperate pursuit of her, and in search of the mystical Pool of Souls—home to the one man who can save her people.
Or so she believes.
Led by her faith in the deity Fadir, Hyla is met along her journey by Jadon—a human male and fierce King’s warrior, and his childhood best friend Conlin—one of the few Natives aware of his Fadir-given Talents.
Protected by Jadon, guided by Conlin, and with an unfailing belief in the purpose of her pilgrimage, Hyla carries on.
Like her, though, another searches for the Pool, and should he gain access first, everyone she loves, and everything she knows, could be lost.

Favourite six sentences from the book.

The ground dropped beneath Hyla’s feet and she pitched forward tumbling end over end, rocks and brambles attacking her body. A crack and sharp pain sent her head reeling and brought her to a stop. Damp earth gave way to her clawing fingers as she tried to blink her eyesight clear.
A shadow loomed above, blocking what little moonlight filtered through the trees.
“Gerlak told you not to run,” a rough voice said.
Powerless to stop the swinging arm, Hyla closed her eyes and embraced pain’s exploding darkness.

You’re babysitting for a friend. The electricity fails, plunging you into darkness. You go to check on the children and as you climb the stairs, a menacing apparition appears on the landing, blocking your way. What do you do?

Once I’m able to swallow back the heart that leaps into my throat, I continue climbing and walk through the wavering image, praying it dissipates into the gloom.

Terri, thank you for providing us with such fun answers. I’m sure readers will join me in wishing you much success with Eye of the Soul and all your future projects.


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A Sneak Peek From Author J.A. Campbell

It’s my pleasure to introduce you to J.A. Campbell, author of Summer Break Blues. She’s given me permission to post an excerpt, and I’m very excited to share it with you all. :-) Call my a sucker, but I LOVE vampire stories, and this looks like a good one. Enjoy.


Blurb: Meg managed to survive her senior year of high school as a vampire, and now she’s looking forward to a relaxing summer with her friends before trying to tackle college. Unfortunately, some unfinished business from the previous year rears its ugly head and Meg is forced to deal with the Sidhe who are distinctly unhappy that she killed one of their kind last winter. Then Ann’s parents vanish while they are on their annual summer vacation in Maine and it’s up to Meg and the rest of the gang to come to the rescue. Though she is still trying to figure out who, and what she has become, Meg and her friends feel they are up to the challenge. That is until things really start to fall apart.


Summer Break Blues – Excerpt

I ran, almost flew over the sand. Alexander’s sheer panic drove me to move faster than I ever had before. I didn’t have much time to take in the scene, but he struggled with someone. Not having a better idea, or time to plan, I tackled them. We all tumbled to the ground, and I managed to keep hold of his attacker long enough to get him away from Alexander. We rolled, and I tried to come up on top, but the stranger was strong and pinned me before we even stopped moving.

“Aww, and here I’d thought you brought me dinner.” I had a brief impression of black eyes and gleaming fangs before he grabbed my shoulders and lifted me up, then slammed me back into the sand.

Pain lanced through my head. I groaned and tried to fight back, but before I’d even formulated a plan, the assailant’s weight was gone. Alexander cried out again.

“Damn it, why do I have to keep saving you!” I jumped up and plowed into them again. This time I dug claws into his ribcage and jerked him away. I thought I had a good grip, but he twisted free. The smell of blood was overpowering. Some of it was Alexander’s, but much of it was my opponent’s. He backed up, still smiling at me. He didn’t look at all concerned I’d just buried claws into his ribcage. He wasn’t much taller than me, and his dark hair and almond eyes made me think he was Asian. But the fangs he bared were all Vampire.

Terror lanced through me, making me weak. I wanted to run. The fear I’d felt when I’d faced the Unseelie last winter was nothing compared to my fear now. Vampires were real monsters, and I was certain I was about to die.

“Well, you do have a little bite to you.” His smile wasn’t friendly.

He wasn’t much bigger than me, but he was a lot faster, and I lost sight of him until he stood right in front of me.

“But you’re young. And dumb. I told you to be more careful.”

I tried to block his next move, but he caught my arm and twisted me around, trapping me against his chest. I felt strangely exposed and panic turned my limbs, and my brain, to jelly. I shrieked and tried to pull away.

The Vampire laughed.


“Run! Get out of here!” I thought that’s what I said, but in my panicked state I could have been shouting the periodic table. I kicked backward, and my heel connected with the Vampire’s shin. His grip never loosened.


I wasn’t sure if I actually heard the words or not, but they punched through my panicked fog, and I did the best I could. The Vampire still had hold of me so I twisted my face against his blood-covered chest.

Light flared and the Vampire screamed. I pulled away from him, small pinpricks of heat searing along my shoulder and back. He was still yelling as I ran away from him.

“What the hell was that?”

The Vampire had vanished by the time I reached Alexander’s side.

“Sunlight. You’re not nearly as affected by it as normal Vampires are, so I thought it would be safe.”

I looked up at the dark, night sky then back at him. He opened his clenched fist and sparkling motes fell to the beach where they faded away. I arched my eyebrows.

“It’s a spell. I made them teach it to me when I started hanging out with you.”


“Not for you, stupid. You’re barely affected by sunlight. I learned it so I could defend against other Vampires.”

I felt like an ass, but I couldn’t think of anything to say so I turned away from him. “I have blisters.”

“They’ll heal.”

“Right.” I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. Which was a mistake. “You’re bleeding.”

“Skinned my elbow,” he said. “I’m actually not hurt otherwise. Your rescue was timely.”

I nodded and headed back to the car. “So are you going to tell me what you think happened to Ann’s parents?”

He jogged to catch up. “Not yet, Meg. I’m not sure. If I was, I’d tell you, but other people have secrets, too.”

I couldn’t argue with him. “Fine. So what the hell was that all about?”

He laughed. “We were just attacked by a Vampire, Meg. That should have been pretty obvious. He was likely after me, and you simply got in the way. Thank you.”

“Sure.” I kicked a shell off the boardwalk.

Summer Break Blues is the Sequel to Senior Year Bites

 Purchasing Links: Bono Books | Amazon UK | Amazon US


Julie has been many things over the last few years, from college student, to bookstore clerk and an over the road trucker. She’s worked as a 911 dispatcher and in computer tech support, but through it all she’s been a writer and when she’s not out riding horses, she can usually be found sitting in front of her computer. She lives in Colorado with her three cats, her vampire-hunting dog in training, Kira, her horse Triska, and her Irish Sailor. She is the author of many Vampire and Ghost-Hunting Dog stories and the young adult urban fantasy series The Clanless. You can find out more about her at her website:

Author Links: Website | Blog | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads


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Make Believe with with Jennifer M. Eaton

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I’m thrilled to be part of Jennifer Eaton’s Make Believe anthology tour. Her short story, Last Winter Red, is one of six stories inspired by the haunting picture of a lady in red on the front cover. The stories are wonderfully varied, from high fantasy to dystopian. There really is a story for everyone.

Random commenters during Jennifer’s Make Believe tour will receive eBook copies of her two recent releases, either ‘For the Love of Christmas’ or ‘Make Believe’. In addition she is running a Rafflecopter giveaway for more chances to win.

Jennifer Eaton

Corporate Team Leader by day, and Ranting Writer by night. Jennifer M. Eaton calls the East Coast of the USA home, where she lives with her husband, three energetic boys, and a pepped up poodle.

Jennifer hosts an informational blog “A Reference of Writing Rants for Writers (or Learn from My Mistakes)” aimed at helping all writers be the best they can be.

Beyond writing and motivating others, she also enjoys teaching her dog to jump through hoops—literally.

Jennifer’s perfect day includes long hikes in the woods, bicycling, swimming, snorkeling, and snuggling up by the fire with a great book; but her greatest joy is using her over-active imagination constructively… creating new worlds for everyone to enjoy.

You can find out more about Jennifer on her blog, and also on Twitter, and Goodreads.

Jennifer, It’s wonderful to have you on my blog today. Many of us have just celebrated Christmas. How did you spend the special day?

We celebrate Christmas in the traditional way. Church of course, usually the night before, followed by hanging stockings, getting to bed early, and hoping the Big Guy comes the next day. Christmas day is a flurry of presents and having fun with family.

Tell us about the most treasured Christmas present you’ve received.

My kids always get me the greatest presents… really cute things that they find at school. Their school has a shopping spree right before Christmas and they get to pick things out. They really put a lot of thought into it, and I really appreciate it. Sometimes I cry. I can’t pick out just one gift because I have three kids, and you know how that would go.

Do you have a favourite Christmas memory?

When I was a kid, every year, we would put Jesus in the manger on Christmas Eve. We always fought to see who would put him in the manger (jokingly). It was just fun. After that we would all line up with our stockings, and my father would take video of us. It was so much fun, and I miss that. I now do the same thing with my own family.

Why do you love (or hate) winter?

Oh! I cannot stand winter. I love it hot. Eighty degrees baby… my kind of weather. I just don’t like to be cold. I’d love playing in the snow if I didn’t have to get cold. I make snow men with my kids, but then I have to run back inside and defrost.  :-)

Make BelieveEmily is a Red, a woman whose sole purpose in life is to produce offspring. When her husband dies and leaves her childless, she risks her life and forsakes the safety of Terra—a disease-free city born after the nuclear holocaust. Beyond its boundaries, she knows, survives a man with whom she can be properly paired.

The Outside, though, holds secrets the government struggles to keep, and what Emily discovers on her quest for a mate will change her life forever.

All the stories in the Make Believe Anthology were written from the same visual prompt.  What are the advantages and disadvantage of writing a story from a visual prompt?

The advantage is that I never in a million years would have come up with Last Winter Red without the prompt. Dystopian is not really the way my brain goes.

The disadvantage is that I stared at that picture for two weeks and almost passed on the anthology because I could not come up with anything. For some, I think, it might be too hard to come up with something from a stray photograph.

Your story is about a strong, self-possessed female. Can you tell us about your character and her motivation?

Emily has very strong convictions. She believes it is her duty to have children, and she will do whatever she needs to to to find a husband, even it it means risking her life.

What’s the theme of your story?

The theme of Last Winter Red is that things are not always as they appear.  Whether it be the teachings of your government, or your opinions of people … you really need to look beyond the external and dig deeper to find the truth.

Six sentence excerpt:

The trees opened up to dilapidated rustic fences and unkempt wooden houses. She slowed her pace and crinkled her nose. No wonder these people are dying. Humans were not meant to live outside in filth and squalor—like animals.
A young child ran out of a decrepit shack and into the arms of a woman strolling up the dirt road. She swept the boy onto her hip, their laughter carrying on the breeze as they walked together.
Emily’s heart sank.

Why, in your opinion, should readers buy the Make Believe Anthology?

Oh! It is such a beautiful collection of stories! Each author approached the photograph from a completely different angle. I chuckled when I read the other stories, thinking, ‘How did you get THAT from the same picture I looked at?’ Funny, I am sure they are saying the same thing about Last Winter Red.

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Jennifer, thank you for providing us with such fun and detailed answers. I’m sure readers will join me in wishing you much success with Make Believe and all your future projects.


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What Scares Rebecca Hart?

It’s Halloween! What better day to questions a guest author about their fears? Let’s jump straight in and ask Rebecca Hart, author of Call of the Sea, a few questions to get us acquainted. :-) 

Welcome, Rebecca. What scared you most as a child?

When I was little, I used to stay up late with the babysitter whenever my parents went out. We’d watch all the late night horror movies. Once, I stayed up to watch THE BLOB (an old black and white horror movie) and for the next five years would refuse to go anywhere near the baseboard heaters in our house because I was worried the blob was going to come up and “get me.”

What scares you most as an adult?

Seeing my children grow older and start driving on their own. It takes a lot of self control to not want to lock them in their rooms where I know they will be safe.

Now for a little background. I had the pleasure of meeting Rebecca Hart on the writing website Scribophile. Not only is she a wonderful writer, she’s the brain behind The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pens – a group of authors who support one another to publication and beyond. I’m thrilled to call her a writing buddy. Rebecca’s debut novel, Call of the Sea, is a swashbuckling fest of adventure and romance. You can read my review here.

You can find out more about Rebecca on her blog and website, and also on Twitter, and Goodreads.

Rebecca is a self made IT geek, single parent, and reformed RPG/gaming junkie living in the rolling hills of Upstate NY (you know-where you can smell cows and it takes a ten minute drive to buy a gallon of milk).

So, let’s ask Rebecca a few more spooky questions. Would you prefer to spend the night in a graveyard or a haunted house?

I think I would prefer a haunted house to a graveyard because to my thinking, the ghosts there are limited in number to the people who are connected to the house, but in a graveyard there is the potential for “hauntings” by a larger number of ghosties. Heh – I’m so logical, eh?

What two objects would you take with you on your spooky sleepover?

My beagle, Digger, simply for selfish cuddle reasons, and my favorite blanket (for hiding under with previously mentioned beagle when necessary).

Elysandra Winters has always yearned for a life of adventure on the rolling seas and is willing to do whatever it takes to fulfill her dream. When her Privateer fa

ther continually refuses to allow his only daughter to sail, Ellie defies him, disguises herself as a boy, and goes in search of a captain who will give her a chance to prove her worth. Thanks to the cursed selkie blood coursing through his veins, Daniel O’Rourke needs the sea to survive.

After giving up on his humanity and spending three years in seal form, he decides to give his human side another chance. Daniel goes in search of a job and a sense of normalcy, earning himself a position aboard Captain Winter’s ship, The Siren’s Call. However, his new captain’s first assignment has nothing at all to do with sailing, and everything to do with his headstrong young daughter.

Years later, when the leader of a band of bloodthirsty pirates murders Captain Winters, Daniel and Elysandra’s lives come crashing back together with the force of a hurricane. Both experts in deception, they must find a way to trust each other in order to quell the raging storm between them or have any hope of hunting down the captain’s killer.

Favourite six sentences from the book.

She [Ellie] gave a nod. “Agreed. Meet me on The Siren’s Call in the morning. With or without Daniel, we need to get that new mast installed. If he doesn’t return soon, we’ll have to consider the possibility of going after Jashir without him.”
“Wouldn’t you have to steal his ship to do that?”
Ellie drew her shoulders up in a shrug. “Once a pirate, always a pirate.”

You’re walking your dog late at night. He slips his collar and runs into the local cemetery. You follow him inside and find him sniffing at a freshly covered grave. Before you’re able to drag him away, a hand thrusts up through the soil and grabs your leg. What do you do?

After screeching until spots float before my eyes and I almost pass out, I go all Timmy and tell my ever faithful, and hopefully still present puppy to go get help. More screaming ensues while I try to pry my ankle from the death grip of the bony specter trying to drag me into the bowels of Hell.

Rebecca, thank you for providing us with such fun answers. I’m sure readers will join me in wishing you much success with Call of the Sea and all your future projects.



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What Scares Julie Reece?

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Let’s jump straight in and ask Julie a few questions to get us started. :-) What scared you most as a child?

I had a vivid imagination. The idea of what might lurk under my bed, in a dark corner or in my closet always concerned me as a little girl.

I grew up next to my gradfather’s horse and cattle farm. His enormous, hundred year old barn (built by Quaker’s) was a magical place, but could be quite scary if you were in there alone. I imagined the spirits of horses long gone haunted the cobblestone stables below. Sometimes, my sister’s and I would hide in the hayloft hoping not to be devoured by owls. We played near the moss covered ponds on the property, but they always looked as though they harbored a nyx or two to my mind. Then there were the woods dotting the fence lines in between meadows. Trees grey and menacing in the twilight, I just knew a banshee was going to jump out and grab us on our way home.

Too many Grim fairy tales, I think.

What scares you most as an adult?

Ah. I still have a vivid imagination! LOL

When I’m home alone, I’m bothered by noises I don’t notice when others are in the house. That leads to some seriously disturbing dreams of bogies, vampires, demons, ghosts or hatchet murderers. You’d think I’d outgrow this stuff … but I don’t.

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Now for a little background. I had the pleasure of meeting Julie Reece on the writing website Scribophile. She’s such a wonderful support to her fellow authors and a truly lovely person. I’m thrilled to call her a writing buddy. Julie’s debut novel, Crux, is scheduled for release on 9th July 2012. Only a week to go. I can’t wait. Congratulations, Julie!

You can find out more about Julie on her blog and website, and also on FacebookTwitter, and Goodreads.

Julie ReeceAbout Julie Reece

Julie Reece writes urban fantasy and historical paranormal romance for young adults. She loves strong heroines, sweeping tales of mystery and epic adventures (which must include a really hot guy). Having struggled with multiple learning disabilities as a child, her writing proves people can overcome any obstacle to achieve their dreams.



So, let’s ask Julie a few more spooky questions. Would you prefer to spend the night in a graveyard or a haunted house?


I think it’s because I’d feel less confined or trapped with the frightning thing that is surely coming.

It’s funny, I have a serious love of old things. Ancient, statley architechture is a huge favorite with me, and yet … what scary movie have you seen where teens are NOT carved up while spending the night in a gothic mansion.

Uh huh, see? I’m not so paranoid. :)

What two objects would you take with you on your spooky sleepover?

I’m not too superstitious. Probably a flashlight … and food. I’m going with the hypothesis I could charm a spirit with loads of Dove chocolate. I definately would be taking the sweets for that purpose and not to just eat for myself. Nope, not at all.



She should have run. Now, she’ll have to fight.

Eighteen year old Birdie may be homeless, but she’s surviving, that is until a mysterious guy throws money in the air like a crazy game show host, and she grabs some with the idea she’ll be able to buy dinner that night.

In that singular moment, unassuming Birdie becomes the girl in everyone’s viewfinder. Thugs want to kill her. Money-guy wants to recruit her. The very hot, very rich and very out of her league, Grey Mathews, wants to save her.

Birdie, though, wants nothing to do with any of them, until she realizes fate didn’t bring them all together.

Her heritage did.

Now, with only twenty-one days left, she’s got to decide whether to follow in the footsteps of those before her or risk her life for people she’s only just met.

Favourite six sentences from the book.

My hand juts out and I brace myself against his upper thigh. Muscles flex beneath his dark jeans, huge ones, and with blood rising up my neck to sear my cheeks, I pull my hand back as fast as gravity allows. “Oh, I’m sorry!”

“Don’t apologize.” He cuts in front of a Dodge minivan. “That’s the most fun I’ve had all day.”

You’re babysitting for a friend. You hear the child walking around upstairs, so you go to investigate. As you approach the little girl, she turns around. Her eyes flash red and she hisses at you. What do you do?

After taking the milk out of the oven where I’d misplaced it, I took the cookie sheet out of the fridge and placed it on the stove rack. I giggled. Ah, me, Suzie, you are always doing silly things like that.

I skipped upstairs to check on little Rhinda, the child I babysat on Friday nights.

She met me on the landing, her eyes like glowing rubies. With her hands resting on tiny hips, her lips curled back in a sneer. “We are the demons of darkness, surrender and you will be spared.”

My hand hid my smile. “Oh you funny bunny, what you kids won’t come up with to get out of bed! I’ll have to speak to your mother about those violent cartoons you watch.”

She hissed.

“I’m sorry sweetheart, that’s a nasty cough.”

Rhinda had never behaved like this. The child continued to hiss and wheeze as I hauled her into the bathroom.

She growled. “Shh I cooed,” pulling the lid off the cough syrup, and funneling half of it down her throat. “That will make it better.”

The five year old swore under her breath and called my mother something I wouldn’t repeat.

We walked the ten steps to her room, and as I tucked the snarling child back into bed, she balled her fists. “Yield! The demons of darkness command you.”

I tweaked her nose. “How about you yield to the pillow and take a nice nappy wappy, okay?”

“Ahhh! YOU nap, lady!” Rhinda bolted up. “You’re impossible, there are other houses easier to subdue. Let’s go boys.” Rhinda began to quiver and shake.

Moments later, she stilled and her chin lifted. Her eyes flashed their normal blue. She smiled. “Hi, Suzie, when did you get here?”

“Never mind the jokes, little miss. How about a nice bedtime cookie?”

Julie, thank you for providing us with such fun answers. I’m sure readers will join me in wishing you much success with Crux and all your future projects.


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What Scares Sharon Ledwith?

Let’s jump straight in and ask Sharon a few questions to get us started. :-) What scared you most as a child?

I’m going to have to say those flying monkeys in The Wizard of Oz. I know, right? Those things scared the bejeebers out of me as a little girl. I remember I went and hid behind my mom until our then black and white television switched scenes. To this day, I’m still on high alert when I visit a zoo.

What scares you most as an adult?

I would have to say not being able to follow my dreams – no matter how big they are. If we don’t have that kind of freedom to be who we’re suppose to be, then how can we fully live our lives? We’re all here for a reason, it’s up to us to find out what that reason is.

Now for a little background. I had the pleasure of meeting Sharon Ledwith on-line at the Musa authors website. She’s such a wonderful support to her fellow authors, and I’m thrilled to call her a great writing buddy. Sharon’s debut novel, The Last Timekeepers and the Arch of Atlantis, released yesturday. Congratulations, Sharon!

You can find out more about Sharon on her blog and website, and also on FacebookTwitter, and Goodreads.

Sharon LedwithAbout Sharon Ledwith

Sharon Ledwith is the author of the middle-grade/YA time travel series, THE LAST TIMEKEEPERS, debuting through Musa Publishing this May 18, 2012. When not writing or digging up the past, she enjoys reading, yoga, kayaking, time with family and friends, and single malt scotch. Sharon lives in the wilds of Muskoka in Central Ontario, Canada, with her hubby, a water-logged yellow Labrador and moody calico cat.

So, let’s ask Sharon a few more spooky questions. Would you prefer to spend the night in a graveyard or a haunted house?

Graveyard. Hands down. Think about it. You’re out in the open. You can even climb a tree if there’s one there – which is pretty much a given. And hopefully there’ s a full moon so you can scan the area for anything unusual. Like a zombie. Or a werewolf. Yikes, come to think of it, maybe I should have chosen the haunted house…

What two objects would you take with you on your spooky sleepover?

A taser and bottle of single malt scotch. You asked.

The Last Timekeepers and the Arch of AtlantisWhen Amanda Sault and her four classmates are caught in a major food fight at school, they are given the choice of suspension or yard duty. It was a no-brainer. A two-week crash course in landscaping leads the kids to discover a weathered stone arch buried in an overgrown backyard. Instead of a forgotten lawn ornament, it turns out to be an ancient time portal from the lost continent of Atlantis. Chosen by an Atlantean Magus to be Timekeepers—legendary time travelers sworn to keep history safe from an evil force—the five children, along with two offbeat adults, are sent on the adventure of their lives to save the Earth from an uncertain future. The Timekeepers’ first mission lands them in England in 1214, where they must find an adolescent Robin Hood and his band of merry teens before history is turned upside-down.

Favourite six sentences from the book.

Amanda Sault silently studied the words she just scrawled: May 1st, 1214—Games and songs and revelry, act as the cloak of devilry. So that an English legend may give to the poor, we must travel to Nottingham to even the score.
Her thumb traced the words of the arcane riddle. Their first Timekeeper mission. Amanda knew this wasn’t the end of the story.
This was just the beginning.

You’re walking your dog late at night. He slips his collar and runs into the local cemetery. You follow him inside and find him sniffing at a freshly covered grave. Before you’re able to drag him away, a hand thrusts up through the soil and grabs your leg. What do you do?

I would yell, “Would you bloody well let go of my leg, Carrie?”

Sharon, thank you for providing us with such fun answers. I’m sure readers will join me in wishing you much success with The Last Timekeepers and the Arch of Atlantis and all your future projects.



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Cover Reveal – After Dark by Emi Gale

I’m excited to be involved in another cover reveal. This time for YA author Emi Gale and her debut novel After Dark. So without further ado, lets take a peek.

 After Dark by Emi Gale

I really love this cover. The girl (Mac, I assume) is beautiful, strong, and mysterious. With her hair blown all over the place, it appears as if this picture has been taken outside and mid-action. She’s an outdoorsy, take-charge kinda girl, but sexy and stylish at the same time. The dark colours and headstone give a spooky, paranormal feel that match the title, After Dark, perfectly.


And now for the blurb :

What eighteen year old Mac Thorne doesn’t know will probably kill her.

In exactly eight months, five days, three hours and thirteen minutes, Mac has to choose what she’ll be for the rest of her life.
She has no choice but to pick. As a Changeling, it’s her birthright. To Mac, it’s a birthchore. Like going to school with humans, interacting with humans, and pretending to be human during the pesky daylight hours.
Once darkness descends, Mac can change into any supernatural form that exists — which makes her as happy as she can be. That is, until Winn Thomas, the biggest geek in her senior class figures out there’s more to what hides in the dark than most are willing to acknowledge.
In this first of the 19th Year Trilogy, Winn might know more about Mac than even she does, and that knowledge could end their lives, unless Mac ensures the powers-that-be have no choice but to keep him around.
You can add After Dark to your Goodreads reading list here, and find out more about Emi Gale at her blog here. My review of After Dark (yes I’ve been lucky enough to read it already) will be posted next week. :-)


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What Scares Aimee Laine?

Let’s jump straight in. What scared you most as a child?

The IDEA of not having my family around me. Seriously. I was a true stay-at-home kinda kid. Hated going over to sleep overs and came home every night by midnight because I just couldn’t be away from my mom and dad. I’d get physically ill if they went on vacation without me. I have no idea how they dealt with me. :)

We’re still very close even though we’re 2 hours apart. :)

What scares you most as an adult?

I have an inane and ridiculous fear of asphyxiation if I throw up. I’m sure it’s a phobia in fact. I will do EVERYTHING humanly possible not to get sick and when I do, this fear claws at me. My other one is heights. I get anxiety-like symptoms when I even THINK about standing on top of a building and looking down. I went up the Sears Tower in Chicago years ago and stood on the inside part. Luckily there was so much fog, I couldn’t see anything. Went up the needle in Seattle about 7 years ago — same deal about where I stood, but when my girls ran up to the glass, I panicked and had to strap them in their stroller and roll away. I even get nauseous when looking at pictures people took from those heights, looking down. Yup. I do. And that goes back to my fear #1 and thus it is a cyclical problem.

I had the pleasure of meeting Aimee on-line at a writing and critiquing website called Scribophile. Since then, Aimee’s had wonderful success with a number of published books, most recently Hide & Seek.

You can find out more about Aimee on her blog and website, and also on Facebook, Twitter, and Goodreads.

Aimee Laine

Aimee Laine

About Aimee Laine

Aimee is a romantic at heart and a southern transplant with a bit of the accent (but not a whole bunch). She’s married to her high school sweetheart, and with him, she’s produced three native North Carolinians, two of whom share the same DNA.

With an MBA and a degree in Applied Mathematics, there’s absolutely no reason she should be writing romance novels. Then again, she shouldn’t need a calculator to add two numbers, either … but she does.


So, let’s ask Aimee a few more questions. Would you prefer to spend the night in a graveyard or a haunted house? (And yes, you
have to choose one or the other.) Please give reasons.

Graveyard absolutely. At least I won’t be contained by walls. And they aren’t scary at night. They are peaceful at night because the dead are asleep and you can’t tell they are there.

What two objects would you take with you on your spooky sleepover? Please give reasons.

My tennis shoes of course. ‘Cuz I gotta RUN.
My husband (he’s the object of my affection, so I think he counts). And there are oh so many reasons for this answer, but some reasons have to stay secret. ;)

Hide & Seek

Hide & Seek

Hide & Seek

Lie, cheat or steal, no one can catch Tripp Fox. Except one woman.
Lexi Shepherd’s knack for finding whatever is asked of her isn’t sheer luck. It’s a gift from the Greek god Zeus.
That Lexi doesn’t use her ability to search for “Mr. Right” comes from one of many personal rules she has set for herself. Number one is not to let fate dictate her future.
Falling in love with Tripp breaks all the others.
Despite her principles, Lexi’s unable to stay away from the bad boy, and she finds herself toeing the grey line of the law for him.
Zeus, though, didn’t give Lexi and Tripp their talents to make their relationship a simple, easy alliance. He designed it to be exactly the opposite. Impossible. Always.
With their separation, Lexi expects Tripp to forfeit love in favor of destiny. He, on the other hand, intends to beat Zeus at his own game. With a plan in place, Tripp challenges Lexi to take the one action no one else can.
Find him.
The question isn’t can she … but will she?

Favourite six sentences from the book.

He shushed her with the touch of a finger to her lips. “Do you trust me, Lexi? Will you, just for a moment, or a few days, even a week, set aside the moral compass against which you measure me day in and day out and just trust me?”
She bit at the side of her lip. Can I? Wasn’t that exactly the prob- lem that brought me here?

Buy it now from Amazon.

And for my final question…You’re walking your dog late at night. He slips his collar and runs into the local cemetery. You follow him inside and find him sniffing at a freshly covered grave. Before you’re able to drag him away, a hand thrusts up through the soil and grabs your leg. What do you do?

My heart picks up speed, thrumming in my chest. A scream leaves my lips. I kick at the hand, breaking from its skeletal grasp, the piece of bone and dirt whinging into the air like shrapnel. I race off toward the exit, wondering at the fact I hold a limp leash in my hand. I’m not a dog person. Never have been. Have I crossed into another dimension? Did the dog lead me to the cemetery, to the rotting corpse who’d decided to jump up and grab me? And where did the dog go?
I stop at the exit and turn, wonder playing through my mind as my heart’s beat furiously pumps blood through my core.
If it’s not my dog, because how could it be since I don’t own one, then why had I been walking it and where did it go?
Maybe that hand thing grabbed it, too, and ate it.
Yeah, that’s probably it.
I turn back around to leave.
The dog sits just behind me. Teeth gnashing, growl building in its fleshy jowls.
With one push of its legs, it leaps toward me.
I can’t even cover my face before it digs its paws into my chest, knocking me flat to my back. All air in my lungs is pressed out, leaving my gasping. Claws dig into my upper body, over and over.
Over and over.
Over and over and over and over.
Until the face staring back at me mewls.
I blink, unable to understand. The dog is meowing?
How is this possible?
A strangled garble escapes my throat, dryness caking my tongue.
I’m going to die at the hands of a psychopathic, meowing dog.
The pressure above me remains, sounds of purrs and rumbles growing deeper into me as if sucking me into the ground below.
With a last effort, I reach up and push at the creature. I wobbles, claws raking their way down my front as it rolls off.
A shriek follows.
Along with the buzz of an alarm clock.
I blink open my eyes as morning dawns, only to find a cat laying across my neck and another glaring at my from my side, licking her blood soaked paws.
Both gaze into my eyes as I realize, I’m not being attacked by a dog, but by a cat.
My own.
With a shrill cry, I am pummeled into oblivion.
Should have gotten a dog.

Aimee, thank you so much for providing us with such fun and detailed answers. I’m sure readers will join me in wishing you much success with Hide & Seek and all your future projects.


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Corey Haim – The Lost Boy

The Lost Boys

The Lost Boys is my favourite film of ALL TIME. Think Twilight, actually don’t. These vampires are hardcore bloodsuckers, and there’s no sparkling involved; just the right mix of scary, sexy, and funny. The soundtrack happens to be bloody amazing, too.

I must have been about twelve when I first watched The Lost Boys, and so began my obsession with vampires and Corey Haim. Of course, now I watch this film  it’s all about Jason Patric and Kiefer Sutherland (hot, hot, hot), but they were way beyond me in my early teens. Corey Haim was cheeky, funny, good looking, and completely swoon-worthy.

I always thought Haim was set for big things after becoming the most famous teen actor in the late 80’s, but he led a tragic life troubled with drug addiction and died on March 10th 2010 at the age of 38.

Saurav Dutt has written a biography on Corey Haim’s life, and for a fan like me it’s a fascinating read. He’s kindly agreed to answer a few questions about Haim, and I’m over the moon to have him appear on my blog.

Welcome, Saurav.

License to Dream - The Life of Corey Haim

Corey Ian Haim (December 23, 1971 – March 10, 2010) was a Canadian actor, known for a 1980s Hollywood career as a teen idol. He starred in a number of films such as Lucas, Silver Bullet, Murphy’s Romance, License to Drive and Dream a Little Dream. His best-known role was alongside Corey Feldman in The Lost Boys, which made Haim a household name. Known as The Two Coreys, the duo became 1980s icons and went on to star in seven further movies together, later starring in the A&E reality show The Two Coreys. Haim’s early success led to money and fame, and he began using drugs by fifteen. For three years in the late 1980s, Haim was the most famous teenager in the world. He had difficulties breaking away from his experience as a teen actor, and was troubled by drug addiction throughout his later career. This book takes a look into the late actors life.

What was the impetus to writing a biography about Corey Haim?

Anybody who was a fan of 1980’s cinema and/or Corey Haim always knew he was on a sliding slope of self-destruction but it still came as a shock when he did, in fact, pass away in 2010.Corey Haim It seemed inevitable and yet at the same time he always seemed to dodge that particular bullet with a constant stroke of luck. It was when he passed that I realised how painful it was for someone to have something within their grasp-for him a career break-and then to leave the world so early just as things were looking up for the first time in many many years. Haim really had got his act together, The Two Coreys TV show over two seasons, a role in a major theatrical film (‘Crank 2: High Voltage’) not to mention leading roles in films for the first time in years. I wanted to write a story about a decent, good natured person that succumbed to the destructive lifestyle of an unforgiving place like Hollywood. A place that he made money for, that held him up high on its shoulders when he was making hit movies and which saw fit to ignore him in the memoriam section of the Academy Award ceremony the year he died like he was an afterthought. I wrote the book as a tribute to a frail and ultimately lonely soul that yearned for acceptance, but could never really find a way to be happy in the real world. It’s the old adage that truth is always stranger than fiction, and despite his smile, warmth and humour Haim was always a troubled soul and I wanted to dig deeper into why one the actors whose films I grew up with was relegated to the ‘where are they now?’ category when others less deserving were lauded for their own trouble simply because they were fashionable.

What did you find most surprising about Haim when you researched his life?

That he was a classic victim of his surroundings. The most surprising thing was that people tended to criticise him for his descent into drugs and self-destruction simply because they thought ‘oh he’s a star, and all stars deserve what they get because they’re filthy rich and act like idiots’ well in this case the story was very different. Corey-HaimHe was simply a talented, nice, friendly, warm and effusive kid who was plucked from nowhere and dropped into the cauldron that was 1980’s Hollywood and never given the chance to regain his breath. It was surprising just how much the system used him, patted him on the back when he was financially successful for it and then spat him out just as fast when he had his own problems and they couldn’t give a damn anymore. The thing I found most striking was how a young man who could be as adulated as he was, as financially well off as he was, could decline so fast in his career that when he was flat broke and desperate he couldn’t even get a ‘real’ job 9-5 simply because managers of stores thought he would get recognised too much and would be bad for business.

Haim was a bright young star in the 80’s with Hollywood at his feet. What, in your opinion, drove him to take drugs? I’d heard that abuse suffered at the hands of a Hollywood mogul might have been a factor.

If I knew the answer to that I’d be a prophet. Sadly only Haim, his loved ones and best friends like Corey Feldman know the real answer. I think the most logical conclusion I surmised was that Haim was a victim of his surroundings. Yes the molestation had a major factor, but I think it was more than that. 1980’s Los Angeles/Hollywood was built on ingratiating yourself amongst the power elite and the party base, and there is a good reason for the term ‘Sex, drugs and rock n’ roll’ it’s the fact that all three are synonymous with one another. Corey Haim OldIn other words, a young good looking guy like Haim simply couldn’t turn a corner so to speak in Hollywood without the offer for drugs-if he was the one person to turn it down, he’d be the oddball. But his problem was deeper than just a heroin or cocaine habit, his real vice were painkillers, prescription meds. Whether it was the molestation or fighting off inner demons, Haim was the victim of uppers and downers. He needed to supplement his moods in order to be the person he was on screen, who people wanted him to be. Imagine having to be dependent on uppers to kick start your day, to be who you wanted to be just to fit in, and then having to bring yourself down to earth with downers just so you could sleep and not go completely insane. Repeat that for years on end. Then factor in the depression from knowing you’re not Corey Haim anymore the cute 15 year old on the front of teenage magazines the world over, that you’re now older and no longer fashionable and the only thing that dulls the reality that it’s no longer 1987 is to live in a haze of fake, self-imposed good moods through pills just to get you through the day. Then you have the issue of enablement, of those close to him who just didn’t practice enough ‘tough love’ which is often the pink elephant in the room for every addict and you have the makings of a real problem. Sadly the worst thing about Haim’s passing was the accumulation of the disease he fought for so long. He really had turned the corner, was looking after his mother and was working seriously. He had beaten the demons and destructive habits, but his body had endured enough and quit on him.

Thank you again, Saurav. RIP Corey Haim.

Author Saurav Dutt has been writing for over fifteen years after winning the 1998 Manchester Young Poet and Young Writer awards. Dutt won the ‘Amen Dua’ Award for Creativity at his High School and the award was subsequently renamed the ‘Saurav Dutt Award For Creativity’ for future winners.

In the horror and science fiction genre, he was winner of the Dark Tales Quarterly horror competition 2010 (for ‘Dark Moon Rising’) and the Dark Static annual short story contest 2009. He has written articles on film and music for Total Film, Empire Online, Time Out and Independent Film Magazine. He also won the Cinnamon Press Short Story Award in 2003, Writing Spirit Award in 2002 and was runner up of the Exeter Writers Short Story Competition in 2003 His biggest commercial success has been a book on Award winning actor Mickey Rourke which includes interviews and comments from Rourke himself.As well as, the book is available on Amazon.

License to Dream – The Life of Corey Haim is available to buy here. And you can find out about Saurav’s other books at his author store.


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Interview with Mary S. Palmer

Happy Saturday everyone. We’re off into outer space today with guest author Mary S. Palmer. She’s here to tell us about her new release Time Will Tell. Let’s give her a warm welcome.

Mary S. Palmer

Mary S. Palmer

Mary is an adjunct English instructor at two colleges. She loves travel and has visited all 50 U.S. states and every continent except Antarctica.

Time Will Tell

Time Will Tell

In the inner space of outer space, an earthling, reporter Mona Stewart, discovers that living almost forever in idleness, and without challenges, is worse than having too much to do. The only reprieve from boredom for the Svarians is outwitting the Aliens.


Welcome, Mary. It’s wonderful to have you on my blog. Let’s start at the beginning. Tell us about your most recent book?

TIME WILL TELL is a science-fiction story about warring factions. The Svarians have keys to immortality and curing fatal diseases. They take an earthling reporter, Mona Stewart captive after saving her life, planning to use her to help them integrate into society on earth. Their enemy, the Aliens, are fighting to take that information away from them to use selfishly.

An interesting premise. What inspired you to write this book?

I was inspired to write this book because I wanted to experience writing in a different genre, so I chose science-fiction, as far from the other books I’d published as possible.

How did you choose the title for your book?

I chose that title because space spans times and separates humans from aliens.

Who will enjoy reading your book and why?

I try to make my books appeal to a widespread audience by writing about problems a variety of individuals may face and by making characters people can identify with.

So, how long have you been writing?

I have been writing since I was five years old.

Hehe. Haven’t we all. Are you a plotter or a pantser, and do you have a favoured POV?

I am more of a panster. I like to let characters determine what happens and lead the story forward. While I prefer first person, some stories need to be written from a different point of view. Limited omniscient is my next favorite.

Tell us about your journey to become a published author.

I’d written a novel about a hurricane, a common occurrence in my area of the deep south, and when I took it to a New Orleans publisher, he asked if I was interested in writing a biography of George Wallace. I took the assignment and began research. Six months later, the publisher went out of business. I continued my research and when two top-notch literary agents failed to find a publisher, I returned to college, hoping to revise and sell it. Oddly enough, I didn’t take any creative writing courses until my senior year. The instructor cut the first story I read to pieces, but that didn’t stop me. A year later, he told me I’d improved as much as any student he’d ever taught. Though I hadn’t planned it, I continued in school and earned a Master’s of Arts with a Concentration in Creative Writing (a new program)–happening to be the first student to get that particular degree at the University of South Alabama. I used my Wallace book KEEP ON KEEPING ON: THE STORY OF GEORGE WALLACE as my master’s thesis. Then I rewrote it, found another New York agent and he didn’t sell it. Wallace was on the decline by then. Next, the Wallace Foundation wanted it but they also didn’t survive. Three strikes and you’re out. At least it’s on the shelves as a thesis at the University of South Alabama.

None of that stopped me. I kept writing and published five books: MEMORAMOBILEIA: ALABAMA GULF COAST POTPOURRI and FALSE GODS, both coauthored with Elizabeth Coffman, Ph.D.; THE CALLINGS, coauthored with Loretta Theriot; QUEST FOR FORGIVENESS, coauthored with James McEnery; and TO CATCH A FISH, coauthored with David Wilton.

Outer SpaceI love to hear stories of determination. All your hard work has paid off.

How do you come up with your character names?

I try to keep my characters’ names simple but memorable. Sometimes they’re allegorical.

Have you taken writing classes, and do you belong to a critiquing group or have a critiquing partner?

Yes, my MA degree was in English with a concentration in creative writing. I also sold software teaching teachers how to teach writing. The authors were experts from California. I belong to an excellent critique group that meets biweekly. One member is an editor and another is a lawyer. All are very proficient in their criticism.

Who is your favourite writer and why?

My favorite writer is the poet, Alfred, Lord Tennyson because he has such wonderful insight into human nature.

Are you working on another book at the moment?

I am working on converting a play entitled JOE AND JO into a novella. It won Third Place as a screenplay in the Eugene Walter Writer’s Fest in 2005 and now Musa Publishing is very interested in it.

What’s the best piece of writing or publishing advice you could give other writers?

The best advice I could give writers is to stay focused, write every day, revise, revise and revise. Also, never get discouraged–persevere despite rejections.

What’s the best piece of writing advice you’ve ever been given?

The best piece of writing advice I’ve ever been given is: “Let me hear your voice.”

Thank you so much for providing us with such fun and detailed answers. I’m sure readers will join me in wishing you every success with Time Will Tell and all your future projects.

Time Will Tell can be purchased from Musa Publishing and a variety of other on-line retailers.

You can visit Mary S. Palmer at her website and blog.


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