Sunday, December 14, 2014

INTRODUCING: Blurb For Book 2!



Have you read HEMLOCK VEILS and are aching to know what direction the next book will take? Well, if you haven't read and finished HEMLOCK VEILS, this post might ruin the end for you, so I'd stop reading this, and go start reading my book, available on Amazon! Next, spread the word about how much you loved it, to all you know, rate it and review it, and then come back here and read this blurb!

Got it?

Okay, for those who have read it, I need a little help. VEIL OF THE ROSE, Book 2, will be released this coming April! (Don't you love when you don't have to wait long?) That baby is already with my editor and everything. Yet I realized, when my publicist emailed me this week, I've never written a pitch, teaser, blurb, or ANYTHING for this story.

So yesterday, while a newborn migraine was screaming its way into the world, I sat down and jotted some stuff down for the blurb. I know all you writers know just how awful the process of writing blurbs and pitches is. At least I didn't have to write a full synopsis, right? Oh, wait. I actually do need to do that, for my half-written book 3, since the book proposal is due at the end of the month. *saves stressing over that for later*

ANYWAY, I decided to post my VEIL OF THE ROSE blurb here before I send the finished one to my publicist, and I would love all the feedback on it I can get. No, I don't have to pitch it in a query letter. And yes, my publisher will tweak it to their liking anyway if it's not up to par. But I still want to get it the best I can.

I went from hating it to liking it, and then to not even knowing what I was reading, which might be a side effect of the now-adult migraine. Regardless, I think it's at the point where my own eyes have edited all they can. Now I need the eyes of others. So tell me what it lacks, what you don't like, if there is anything that doesn't make sense, any grammar mistakes, or even if it just doesn't grab you enough. Heaven knows there is a lot more to the plot I can try to infuse in there (I left it general for the sake of length). If you love it, tell me that, too! (And can you guess which fairy tale I loosely based it on this time?)

Okay, here it is. *deep breath while trying to keep my stomach down because it scares me to death when people read my first-draft stuff*

Henry Clayton and Elizabeth Ashton witnessed a miracle the night she broke his curse. But what they viewed as the happiest of endings, they soon realize was an event that has set a lifetime of magical adversity in motion. When a man from Elizabeth’s past pays them a visit, turning her reality upside-down, she learns just how much a part of the Magical Realm she has always been, and that this man she once thought of as mortal is quite the opposite. He blessed her as an infant once, but now he comes with a dire warning—a warning both he and Henry beg her to heed. Elizabeth, however, isn’t easily persuaded.

It’s not long before an ancient and powerful Warden decides to take matters into his own hands. Threatened by Elizabeth’s strong will and what she can create, he places a curse of forgetting upon her.

Now it’s up to Henry to wake her from this oblivion. The problem is that beyond forgetting him and Hemlock Veils, she is utterly repulsed by them. On her path to remembrance, she will discover there is great reason for her aversion to the things she once adored most; this time, following the true desires of her heart may mean the obliteration of not just the Magical Realm, but the destruction of Hemlock Veils and all the people she loves—including her only love. Henry might be able to wake his Beauty, but doing so may drive her from his life for good.

Sunday, December 7, 2014

A Handshake

I know, it's been a while! In fact, it's almost been two weeks since HEMLOCK VEILS went live on Amazon (get the ebook or paperback now)! I couldn't have asked for the book release to go any better, and its success so far has astounded me. It still shocks me when I get a picture of someone with the paperback. PEOPLE OUT THERE HAVE MY BOOK IN THEIR HANDS! Mine--the girl who doesn't really know how she got here. It's crazy and surreal and the best thing ever. It's been such a light in my recently darkened life lately, and I want to thank all those, again, who have contributed to its success.

Most of the light has come from the awesome reviews. I have taken them all in, and I can honestly say that so far, I have loved every single review I've seen, even those with negative criticism. I appreciate them all like you wouldn't believe. Again, the way people love it ASTOUNDS me. I dreamed of this day for so long, and deep inside of me, though I couldn't ever admit it to anyone, I knew this day would arrive. I knew the world would know Elizabeth Ashton and Henry Clayton.

All I can do at this point is hope the success continues to grow, and that those who read it and love it pass the word and recommend it to others, as well as review it. Authors need reviews!

Currently, while trying to juggle the stresses of a sudden move to the Denver area (I have missed Denver so much!), as well as other life things, I've finally been able to get back to writing Book 3 in the Hemlock Veils series. And let me tell you: it has felt so super fantastic to write again. It's been too long, and I'm just grateful I still have the ability to, though I am a little rusty. With VEIL OF THE ROSE (Book 2) releasing in April, and the chance for a Book 3 option coming up, I have been trying to get busy at work with the final installment of the story.

Thanks again to all who have supported me in this amazing endeavor. All of you. It wouldn't be possible without you. From my family to all those involved in the publishing process, to the random passerby who is taken by the premise and adds it to their Kindle.

And now I leave you with a little, tiny excerpt. Keep checking out my blog though, because every so often I will be posting more. And usually longer ones than this.

“Then do we have a deal?” 
She eyed him warily, studied the way his eyes smoldered. They held a depth, one that was ever so familiar. “Yes,” she hardly managed, dying a little inside. She pulled her brow together in response to the way such a restriction shackled her. “I won’t go out at night by myself.” 
He reached his large hand toward her, and hesitantly, she took it. His shake was firm and his palm warm. Her hand appeared lost within his. “If there’s one thing I know about you,” he said, “it’s that you’ll stay true to your word, Ms. Ashton. I trust you’ll take this handshake as a binding contract.” 
She nodded, and still he held her hand. For the briefest instant, her chest heated in the exhilarating way she’d rarely felt, but he pulled his hand away quickly and stood, making her forget about it.