Make over time!

Hello Lovelies,

If you've been a devoted follower of mine you'll have noticed I've changed the blog again. If you're not, well, it's still a surprise for you too. Not only have I changed it BUT I have a very lovely banner designed by my very talented friend Bree Archer. I'm super excited because it makes one feel quite like a proper author. The excitement doesn't end there of course, because the Contemporary Romance I wrote with another very talented friend of mine, Reana Malori, has had a cover make over and is up at Amazon and Barnes & Noble. I've included it in the blog for your viewing pleasure along with the blurb.

Here's a hint though, when it comes to make overs, there are still more surprises to come. *smirk*

Janet

Camden Turner has his life right on track. He lives in a great town with a small business that keeps him in the black, doing what he loves. He's convinced he has everything he wants until he realizes he doesn't have what he really needs, Lexie Martin.

Lexie Martin has left the hustle and bustle of Bay Area California for the quiet simplicity of Falling Falls, Colorado. Her small business is often times more play than work and she couldn't be happier until she realizes, happiness is subjective until you have someone to spend it with.

Will Lexie and Camden realize that falling into love isn't as painful as it sounds or will they keep on their separate paths?

Bad Boys and Naughty Things

Hey Sweets!

I've made it through the week and am feeling extremely lazy today. It's surprising, my lazy mood, (sort of) because yesterday I revisited a WIP I'd started with a very asshole dragon. He's so smug and annoying I just want to punch him in the throat. Ugh...just thinking about that stupid smirk he has is just...he's just so...sigh did I mention he's really hot. Bastard. Yeah, well he is. 

If that wasn't bad enough I've got this mysterious villain whispering all these dark and dangerous things he wants to do. It's actually quite annoying because he's just lurking in the shadows and not giving me a hint of just how bad he is and will these dark and dangerous things he alludes to be hazardous to my yet to be created heroine.

Sigh...maybe I'm not lazy after all. MAYBE it's just fatigue. 

Bastards.

Janet

California Shenanigans with Nikki Winter

Hello My Lovelies!


If you've been following me on Twitter and Facebook you've read about the shenanigans author Nikki Winter and I have had over the past week. I love my city (Los Angeles) and having folks come to visit is always fun. Our week long excursion through the city and eventual trip to Disneyland got documented and as always sharing is caring.



Janet

Getting the word out!

Glad Tidings!

The 4th of July has come and gone, but the firework extravaganza that happens in my neighborhood is still lingering (they've been setting them off since May and are still enamored by fire in the sky) and I'm finding it difficult to fall asleep (shocking). With two new releases out I thought I'd spend some time searching for places to promo while I wait patiently for the fire bugs supplies to dwindle or a house catches fire (I could use some hottie firemen as inspiration). What I'm soon discovering is there is just so much out there. From professional sites, semi professional blogs, to folks that just like to read. I love it all but I must confess I'm a bit overwhelmed.

I believe this has a lot to do with the fact the two new releases I have are just so different. Slow Hand and Fire & Ice are examples of how eclectic I am as a writer. I took some risks with both of them and like a mother with her children, don't love either one more than the other, but damn they really are making me work to promo them.

Fire & Ice in particular has me biting my lip and wondering, "Now what am I going to do with you?" If Slow Hand had me exploring the boundaries of my erotic writing skills, Fire & Ice is a story that required strong character development and emotional upheaval. I want readers to sigh and cry and quite possibly shake their fist at me as they threaten bodily harm when reading Fire & Ice. If my writing is a flower, Fire & Ice is the bud that will eventually blossom into the type of stories I want to tell more of. Longer (as God as my witness I will write a novel length book one day), mystery element to the story, and darker with a light at the end of the tunnel eventually. I'm really excited for Fire & Ice and want to make sure it gets the attention it deserves as my special baby (okay no favorites but sometimes you do have one that particularly special).

The clock is rapidly raising towards early morning and I unfortunately have to work. So I'm going to put my musings out into the universe and wait patiently for answers to come to me in time. Until then, I plan to keep writing this crazy mixed up brand of prose I enjoy.

Janet

My Newest Babies!

Good Times and Great People

Hello My Lovelies!

I'm sitting in the airport, awaiting my flight to take me back home and I'm still riding the high of an extraordinary weekend. If you haven't seen my posts on Twitter and Facebook you've missed out on my updates of shenanigans from the Beautiful Trouble Publishing Greet and Eat, but don't feel too bad, I'm sure they'll make a fictionalized (wink wink) appearance in a work of mine down in the future.

What I take away the most from the event was the sense of community that was created by the women (and few men) in the room. It is always great to be in the company of folks that love a good story. This love was expressed with a gracious spirit that had participants, both authors and readers, respecting, listening, and learning from each other. It is rare to be in such company and having experienced it I will cherish the memories of the event even more.

Next years Greet and Eat will be in Austin, Texas and I can't wait to see how much higher we can raise the bar.

Janet

Happy Father's Day Daddies of the world!!!

Hola Papas!

I would be remiss if I acknowledged Mother's Day and not Father's Day. Unfortunately, unlike Mother's Day I don't have a Father's Day poem to highlight the beautifully complicated relationship one has with their father. Which got me to wondering, why is it that I don't? My father was their for all my milestones, angst, and general life stuff that happens when growing up. He kissed boo boos, helped build forts, and made fish sticks that were just crispy enough. My love of sci-fi and those things strange and peculiar are a directive product of his influence. I think the greatest contribution he has given me is having not put me in a box or isolate me on a pedestal because I am his female child, with words and actions that discount my ability to think and reason or control and stifle my sexuality because I was born with a vagina. 

With his most famous words of wisdom, "She's going to do what she wants. I know I raised her right and I want to always be there in her life." I leave you with no poem for the Father's today just a great deal of appreciation for those Dads like mine that let us be who we are meant to be because they know they had a big part in shaping us.

Happy Father's Day!

Janet

I scream, you scream...

Welcome my beauties!

This is another late night blog because sleep and I are not on speaking terms currently. Don't be too upset, we've been having this on again/off again relationship for quite some time. Instead of staring at the backs of my eyelids for hours or giggling at the nonsensical responses Sig Other makes when I try to engage him in a conversation while he's sleeping (yes I'm childish at times), I thought I would do a little plotting. Considering I'm super committed to this new writing strategy it seemed like the best way to utilize the time that should be spent sleeping. Unfortunately, I got side tracked and began looking up symptoms of possible diseases/infections/cancers I may have. Needing to take a break before I ended up convincing myself I needed something amputated I decided to look at work of mine that would benefit from a little TLC when it came to promotion.

This has been on my checklist for quite some time and after narrowing down my book Into the Realm of Mystery and Night  as a great candidate I sent out a call for places to showcase what I happen to think is a damn good collection of mysteriously horrific short stories. I was so enamored with my own prose that I began to contemplate why everyone else wasn't as stoked by what goes bump in the night. Maybe my stories really aren't as fiendishly clever as I thought, but that strong sense of self confidence I possess (that dances along a fine edge of delusional at times) dismissed that completely. Instead I looked at where I pushed it and how.

I'm an eclectic person and it's not surprising that my writing reflects that, but where I spend my time in social media is usually firmly housed in the romance genre. There is a spectrum in this genre but usually the blood curdling screams readers are anticipating are induced by mind blowing orgasms, not a psychotic ghost (or at least that's the response I've gotten) and I need to find the folks that scream with excited anticipation of something scary about to happen. Which has left me feeling as if I need to do a little screaming of my own, "Oi! Come out, come out wherever you are. I'm here, but in a totally non creepy way, I just want to play with you."

Janet