Monday, November 24, 2014

Guest - Echo Ishii

Good morning! I'm buried in galleys and writing Book 2 of my Rider trilogy and here it is Thanksgiving week (in the USA). I'm not even sure at this point if I'll be cooking the big celebratory dinner on Thursday or if Hubby and I will visit friends instead. I'll be happy either way because I love cooking the dinner but I also love visiting the friends. For me, it's a win-win :-)

So since this is Thanksgiving here, how about we all take a moment to think of one thing that we're grateful for. For me, I'm grateful for many, many things but for this moment, I'm grateful for all the Star-Crossed Romance readers. You all rock!

Now grab one of the comfy seats and a cup of your favorite brew and a treat or two and enjoy our guest, author Echo Ishii who will be discussing Magical Objects.


Magical Objects

Echo Ishii

For most fantasy stories, magical objects hold a certain fascination. Swords are ever popular, as well as knives, rings, necklaces, and amulets. And of course mirrors. Mirrors appear in a variety of stories.  And because, thus far, there doesn't seem to be a technological innovation that replaces mirrors they are likely to stick around.

The spinning wheel, however, is increasingly rare. Spinning wheels are still common in some parts of the world, but in a society in which clothing is commercially produced, spinning wheels, looms, spindles, and such-common in folktales-are rarely used items that many people have never encountered.

In my novella, Mr. Rumpel and Mr. Grimm, one of the characters is bound to a magical spinning wheel. Spinning wheels are common in folktales and fairy tales throughout the world: two of the most common are Rumpelstiltskin and some versions of Sleeping Beauty. The Three Spinners, a lesser-known Grimm tale about a princess and three old spinners whose bodies are deformed through spinning, emphasize the role spinning played in the lives of all social classes.

Directly related to tales of spinning and weaving, a whole genre of folktales and fairy tales concerning magical clothing. Who can forget…The Emperor's New Clothes? A classic tale of expectations and extravagance mixed with human foolishness. In a A Swahili tale, The Cloth of the Serpent Pembe Mirui, in which a merchant's wife demands that her husband acquire a special cloth from a magical serpent to prove his love and devotion. And many Chinese folktales focus on special garments made of silk given magical power and significance.

This was not only a world in which items were handmade, it was also a world in which people had fewer possessions. A man would have one good pair of boots. A woman might have one fine dress and one work dress. Until the last century, that was standard outside of the very wealthy. Things were made by people others knew and made to last. In a world of mass produced clothing, there is still something special about handmade items. The modern hobby industry of knitting and sewing exists as part of a desire to create something on our own.

Echo Ishii writes fantasy and paranormal romance. Her M/M fantasy novella Mr. Rumpel and Mr. Grimm is out now from Less Than Three Press. (note: some explicit content) and at

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Monday, November 17, 2014

Guest - Megan Morgan

Good morning! How are you on this cold, snowy (here at least) November day? Yep, I'm bundled up when I go outside and I'm bundled up when I'm working inside. It's too soon for the snow and cold but Mother Nature doesn't have a complaint department and I can be crabby when it comes to weather, lol. At any rate, we have author Megan Morgan visiting us today with a terrific post on scary things. Enjoy!


Scary Is the New Sexy

Once upon a time in the old, olden days (like, fifty years ago) the link between the paranormal and sex wasn't as strong as it is today. Entertainment intended to scare and horrify rarely titillated as well. Horror was created to shock, to repulse, to make the hairs on the back of your neck stand up and keep you awake at night. Nosferatu, with his deformed alien otherness, was a far cry from our modern sexy vampires who sweep the hapless village virgin off in a whirlwind of passionate discovery. Likewise, The Blob wasn't a tantalizing, hunky shifter looking for his true mate. Even the Bride of Frankenstein wasn't so much a love story as a tale of tragedy and horror. Monsters used to scare us because of their lack of humanity—after all, they lacked one of humanity's most fundamental values: no one could love a monster, not even another monster.

Until today, when everybody loves a monster, and monsters can love.

Our screens are now full of TV shows and movies about sexy, sensual, otherworldly creatures: The Vampire Diaries, Supernatural, True Blood, the Underworld movies. The monsters of yesterday who made our skin crawl are now misunderstood hunks and vixens looking for acceptance and love—and more often than not, finding it. Where the idea of fangs in your throat used to make your blood run cold, it now sets your pants on fire.

Thus the emergence of paranormal romance, that wild child of the romance world, the one that breaks formulas and bends the rules as only creatures from the fringes can. I hear every other week it's going out of style, or not being acquired/selling anymore, only to see a fresh batch of vampires and werewolves pop up, ravishing their chosen mates. Readers love it. Paranormal romance authors love it. We're not going anywhere. Supposedly horror went out of style years ago too, but fans are still demanding a steady supply.

Why is that? Because in addition to love, humans crave being scared. We like a thrill, something that sends our pulse racing, the idea that there might be something out there that can't be explained. We like mystery and magic. We like to believe there's something more exciting than this boring day-to-day, that if we leave our window open at night a sexy vampire will sweep in and make us his eternal lover; that if we get lost in the woods we'll acquire a hunky werewolf instead of just poison ivy.

Mixing love and scares is appealing. Monsters aren't mundane. They live in an unpredictable and exciting world, where you might live forever or gain superhuman powers. Likewise, we imagine they love as outrageously as they live—passionate, intense, desperate and devoted. They want to be understood and accepted and crave a tender touch from the only human who can love them the way they are. They want to be saved and transformed, but they're still dangerous. We like a little danger, because danger is sexy. If it's true women like bad boys, then vampires, werewolves, and shifters are bad boys with all the glamour and none of the realistic 'bad' of the real world, like a meth lab and six warrants in the next state over.

He might suck your blood, but he won't steal your purse.

At the core of romance are fantasy and escapism, and a suspension of disbelief. Romance is meant to take us to a world of passion and thrills, where things always work out and the sex is mind-blowing. Adding the paranormal gives it another layer of un-reality we desperately need in a world that is unpredictable and scary in ways that aren't fun at all. The hero battles the darkness he knows all too well, the heroine spreads her literal wings, but neither are trying to remortgage the house or survive an audit. Better to fight actual dragons than the dragons we deal with outside the page.

Scary is sexy now. Probably, it always was sexy, though the learned and stoic authors of the past didn't want to admit that—unless you're Bram Stoker, and even he was trying to pass on a tale of morality and humanity rather than a story of love and passion. Both terror and lust make you tingle and set your heart pounding. Nothing is wrong with craving something out of this world. Also, we see the humanity in monsters better now—the real monsters, out here in the real world, are the ones we actually, actively fear instead.

So go ahead and leave your window open. Metaphorically, anyway—you don't want the mosquitoes getting in. Those buggers will suck you dry.


She's got a voice to die for…

Whatever June Coffin says, goes—literally. And it’s not just because she’s a chain smoking rebel. As a Siren, June has the ability to force people to obey any command she voices. But in a world where those with supernatural powers quickly become lab rats for science, she’d rather look out for herself than fight on the front lines…until her similarly gifted twin brother, Jason, is captured by Chicago’s Institute of Supernatural Research.

To save Jason, June has no choice but to enter a hidden world of conspiracy, murder—and strange bedfellows—including a widowed paranormal advocate whose memory June accidentally erased, and a fiery paranormal separatist leader. Soon the lines between attraction and strategic alliance become blurred. But in a city exploding with paranormal crossfire, and her brother’s life at stake, June will have to face her inner demons and finally take a stand.

Available March 3, 2015. Pre-order at Kensington Books:

About Megan:

Megan Morgan is a paranormal romance, erotica, and urban fantasy author from Cleveland, Ohio. Bartender by day and purveyor of things that go bump at night, she likes her fiction scary and sexy. She’s a member of the RWA and trying to turn writing into her day job, so she can be on the other side of the bar for a change. Currently published with House of Erotica and Muse It Up, she is also the author of a three-book urban fantasy series coming in March 2015 from Lyrical Press/Kensington Books.

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Monday, November 10, 2014

Guest - Red L. Jameson

Good morning! Author Red L. Jameson has a great post on Time Travel for us. Which would you do? Go forward or backward? I skipped the answer altogether in my ALTERED DESTINY and went...sideways though the heroine didn't realize that at first. Time is a great tool for us writers. 


Time Travelers
By Red L. Jameson

Time travel . . . we’ve been telling stories about it for a long, long time. As soon as we began to film movies and television shows, we’ve been interested in wanting to know more about the past and the future. The longest running science-fiction TV show is Doctor Who, which is also based upon time travel. And it’s understood why time travel is so fascinating. When glimpsing into our shared human past, who among us hasn’t wondered what it would be like back then? When contemplating the future, we all wonder what will be in store for us. Even in our minds, meditation experts encourage us to think of only the present moment. Why? Because our minds run amuck with thoughts of what we just did or what we’re supposed to be doing. We can’t help but think of the past and future and often have a hard time paying attention to what’s right in front of us.

You know what? I think it’s perfectly okay to contemplate about our future and our past. And I’m not just saying that because I’m an historian. Nor am I saying that because I’m a writer of time travel. I think in order to make better decisions now, we often need to look back, think of what we did and either replicate it, if we were successful, or try to avoid the same problem. Also, when I need to make a really big decision, I often wonder what the me ten years from now would do. So, looking ahead and behind can be greatly beneficial on a personal level.

But on a grander level . . . have you ever thought about going back in time? Did you know in 1901 two academics were at the Palace of Versailles when they thought they saw Queen Marie Antoinette and her attendants? The two academics did not think they saw ghosts. They wondered if they had slipped back in time. They knew intimate details about the former queen that only someone who had been there would know. Okay. Okay. You probably noticed that the women were academics? Yes, they were well-researched historians. They probably knew well the details of the former queen and wrote about it in a way that would attract more attention to their recently published book. But have you seen the Charlie Chaplin movie, The Circus, made in 1928? You should check it out for the woman who walks by a zebra, appearing to be talking on a cell phone. It’s not the best of footage, and maybe she’s not really holding a cell phone. However, you should definitely watch a documentary about factory workers from Massachusetts in 1938. Again, a woman walks through the crowd, holding, what looks like, a cell phone. (I’ll leave the link below.) This one freaked me out, because she really is holding something to her ear that looks like a modern-day cell phone.

Or maybe you want to see the future? In 1935 a British wing commander flew around a cow field turned airstrip over Drem, Scotland. Upon first inspection, it was vacant and obviously still needing construction. A rainstorm hampered the commander’s plans to return home, but upon flying over Drem again, he saw that the airstrip was sunny, finished, and had airplanes the likes he’d never seen before. Four years later, the Royal Air Force began making planes exactly like what that commander had seen.  

Spooked yet? I know I was when I’d discovered an odd article documenting cell phones in the past—way past, as in there was no such thing at that time. In my Glimpse Time-Travel Series, I have muses and special cell phones helping the mortals shuttled through time. And I couldn’t help but wonder, especially as I saw a 1938 woman appear to hold a cell phone, what if the muses I’m writing about aren’t so . . . imaginary?

(Here’s the link for more about time travel happening all around us )

I’d love to know what your favorite era might be? Do you want to go back in time? Or maybe fly to the future?
Thank you so much for having me on your blog, Lynda! Wishing everyone a great day!

Highlander of Mine

Book Two of the Glimpse Time Travel Series

Trickster muse sisters, Clio and Erato, kidnap genealogist Fleur Anpao and dump her in the seventeenth century. Even though Fleur has never been to Scotland, let alone the Highlands, and feels like a modern-day fish out of an ancient loch, the muses have a plan. What it is remains to be ambiguous—they are mischievous muses, after all, and can’t just tell her. Though the logical genealogist wants nothing more than to return home, there’s something about this time and rough land that feels somehow familiar. And there’s something about Duncan MacKay—so strong, so brutally handsome, and so distracting.

As a mercenary for long years, Duncan has seen many things. But never in his life has he seen the likes of Fleur: more beautiful than any woman he could have imagined. It doesn’t matter she insists she’s from another time, or that she’s too far out of reach for a common man like him. He’s drawn to her intelligence and wicked sense of humor. However, Cromwell’s reign threatens anarchy, clan rivalries reach a peak, and a laird’s younger brother vies for her attention. He can hardly protect her from his county’s bedlam, let alone convince her he’s the better man. And if he does, will the bonny time traveler stay with him?

Making matters worse, a god wreaks havoc, or has fun as he calls it, with Clio and Erato’s mortals. The two firecracker time stewards might have to set down their margaritas for this glimpse!

Looking over his shoulder, he saw the crowd of recruits still far off.
Laird MacKay had asked for Duncan by name to help train the new troops, since the laird’s brother, Rory, was new to the captaincy. New to military life in general. Duncan had been the obvious choice because he’d been a soldier then a soldier of fortune, for a decade and a-half. And now was the time when Himself needed soldiers. Ah, hell, was there ever a time when soldiers wouldn’t be needed? After Cromwell had burnt through Scotland, the chiefs and lairds kept speaking of revenge. Reciprocity, they’d said. What the hell did they know if they hadn’t lost one of their own, say, a younger brother with sparkling mischievous green eyes? 
Jesus Christ, what was wrong with him for thinking such things again?
He shook his head, startled upon seeing orange flames from the corner of his eye. After a second look, he realized he was standing less than ten feet from a small fire right at the entrance of the cave, wondering how he couldn’t have seen it when he first arrived. But it was the sight beyond the sparks that entranced him, sitting so still he thought mayhap she was a statue. But eventually one side of her full pink lips curled up in a . . . Jesus, what a smile.
“Hi,” she said. Her voice was melodious and fluid, as if she’d just woken.
It seemed to take him an eternity, but finally he said, “Hello.”
“It’s probably illegal to have this fire, huh?”
Fire? What fire? All he could do was stare at her. He’d never seen a woman so beautiful in all his life. She was dressed in black, yet nothing like he’d ever seen before. But she—her—Lord Almighty, from her blackest black hair to her tiny nose and those full pink lips, she was wildly exotic. Her eyes shone back at him, sparkling like onyx. As much as she wore black, even her dark coloring, she glowed as if she were made from heaven’s own light.
Mayhap she was an angel.
“Am I in big trouble for the fire?”
He had to shake himself to gain access to some part of his mind that could function and speak.
“Nay.” Brilliant. He sounded just this side of idiotic.
God, then she did it again. She smiled. It widened and brightened, and Duncan felt his solar plexus explode with something he’d thought long dead.
“You seem . . . cold. Want to join me?”
Before he could even think, he was walking toward her. He sat right beside her too, not even a thought about circumstances or consequences, just staring. Couldn’t be helped. Couldn’t stop himself if he’d wanted to. And, oh, how he didn’t want to.
She kept her eyes on him, her smile shifting to warm and welcoming. For a long moment she searched his face, then glanced about his linen shirt. He’d forgotten he was drenched. With a quick glance, he noticed his goose bumps and nipples peaking out from his nearly translucent white shirt. He may as well have been naked from the waist up. Thank the Lord, his brown, heavy plaid was thick and didn’t reveal as much. That was when he realized he sat cross-legged, as she did. Oh, her legs. Yet again he couldn’t stop from staring at her long limbs, clad in black shiny trews that left precious little to the imagination.
“I’m Fleur. Fleur Anpoa.”
Pretty name. He almost let the words trip out of his mouth, as though he was a bumbling lad. “Duncan,” was all he could stammer. Aye, that was much better.
“You live around here, Duncan?” Her accent was lovely—definitely not Scottish, from the Highlands or the Low, but not quite English either.
“Aye.” Damn it all, say something more. Helpless, he gazed at her, while she looked deeply into his eyes.
She smiled widely and arched a perfect black brow. “Not a man of many words, hmm?”
Well, if she were in his head, and already he knew a part of her was, then she would know his mind was amuck with too many words, too many . . . feelings. No, that wasn’t quite right. Of his sentiments he felt only two—curiosity, and an animalistic sense he knew only during battle. But this—this was different. This wasn’t mere desire, for he knew what that felt like. This other feeling was magnetic and too powerful for him to make much sense of. All he knew was he wanted to sit with her for the next eon or so.

Where you can find Highlander of Mine:
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And other retail book sellers

Bio for Red:

As a military historian by day, sometimes Red does feel a bit clandestine when she writes romance at night. No one knows that while she researches heroes of the past and present, she uses everything for her characters in her books. Her secret's been safe . . . until now.

She lives in Montana with her family and far too many animals but never enough books.

She loves her readers, so please feel free to contact her at

You can find Red L. Jameson at . . .
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Friday, October 31, 2014

Guest - C.D. Hersh

Happy Halloween! It's the last day of the month but we have a terrific author to help us while away the time till tonight! C.D. Hersh has a great post on shapeshifters so grab one of our treat bags, a cup of coffee or tea and sit back and enjoy!


Top Ten Shape Shifters Plus One

Linda, thanks for hosting us on your blog. We’re going to talk about shape shifting today, a paranormal element we consider pretty cool.

If you Google shape shifters you might come up with a list similar to this:
            1. Werewolves
            2. Vampires
            3. Selkies
            4. Skinwalkers
            5. Kitsune
            6. Leshy
            7. Berserkers
            8. Púca
            9. Wendigo
            10. Encantado

We are not going to say anything about werewolves and vampires because most know what these are capable of doing. However, you might not know much about the others on the list.

Selkies are found in Faroese, Icelandic, Irish, and Scottish mythology. They have the ability to transform themselves from seal to human form by shedding their seal skin. Mermaids have their basis in the selkie shape shifter lore. Selkies, male and female, are extremely beautiful when in human form. If you hide a selkie’s seal skin they are forced to remain human.

Skinwalkers are Navajo shape shifters who have broken tribal taboos in order to obtain the magical ability to shape shift. They are most frequently seen as a coyote, wolf, fox, eagle, owl, or crow, but they also have the ability to assume the form of any animal they choose. Additional powers include the ability to steal the face of a person, and absorb themselves into your body if you lock eyes with them, read human thoughts, and make any human or animal noise they choose.

Kitsunes are intelligent, magical Japanese foxes, with nine tails, who can assume human form. Tricksters, they have the ability to clone the appearance of an individual, but they prefer the shape of a beautiful woman, young girl, or elderly man. Able to manifest themselves in people’s dreams, they create elaborate illusions that can be perceived as reality. Additional kitsune powers include flying, invisibility, the power to generate fire or lightning, bending time and space, and driving people mad.

The Leshy is a Slavic, mythological, male woodland spirit, who is a protector of wild animals and the forests. They usually appear as tall men with pale white skin and dark green glowing eyes, but can shape shift into any animal or plant. They are mischievous, but not always evil, and enjoy misguiding humans and kidnapping young women.

Berserkers are human Norse warriors, with the ability to transform, via a trance-like fury, into wolves, bears, and wild bulls. This transformation enables the men to fight with incredible strength and endurance. In order to make the full transformation they wear the pelts of bears and wolves into battle.

The púca is one of the more friendly shape shifters. They don’t eat you, kill you, or kidnap you. They do, however, like riddles, playing pranks, and confusing and scaring humans. This Celtic fairy is capable of assuming animal forms, the most common a black horse with a flowing mane and luminescent orange eyes. No matter what form they take they are capable of human speech. If treated nicely, they will help humans.

Watch out for the Wendigo. Malevolent, cannibalistic creatures, Wendigos are associated with the winter, the north, and coldness. Cannibalism transforms humans into Wendigos. Gluttonous, greedy, and prone to excessiveness, they are never satisfied with a one-person meal and are constantly searching for new victims. When humans become Wendigos, they will grow considerably in size.

An encantado is a seductive Brazilian shape shifter, who loves parties and is very musical. They have the ability to shift from their freshwater dolphin or sea snake shapes into human form. Magical abilities include the power to control storms, haunt humans, and various mind control techniques used to inflict illness, insanity, and even death. They are also known for kidnapping humans.

The Google search has missed one form of shape shifters and those are the ones that appear in our series, The Turning Stone Chronicles. When we created our shape shifters we wanted something a bit different than the ordinary werewolf and not quite as malevolent as some of the shifters mentioned above. So, using the theory that all of us have three states of personality: Id, Ego, and Super-ego, we created our shifters with the ability to shift to multiple forms.

For purposes of our world, we’ve translated the Id to be the shifter’s normal persona or ego. Their alter-ego is the opposite of the ego. If the shifter is male then his alter-ego is female and vice versa. Not wanting to completely ignore the animal side, we made the shifter’s super-ego, the animal nature of the person. Interestingly, new shifters don’t know what their animal ego is until they become skilled shifters. Sometimes this shift comes as a surprise to the person, which can make for interesting scenes.

Another different aspect of our shifters is the mimic shift. They can look at a person or picture and mimic that look. But watch out! You have to be careful what you do as a mimicked shifter. There are consequences if you do something evil.

Here’s a peek, from our newest book, Blood Brothers, at one of the rogue shifters getting ready to do something bad:

Outside University Hospital Sylvia waited, watching for a nurse to mimic shift into so she could get into the building undetected. A blonde, about her height, wearing green scrubs-the same color as the ones she wore-crossed in front of her and headed for the parking lot. Sylvia slipped her coat hood over her head, turned toward the building wall, and shifted. As the last tingle of muscles and cells reforming subsided, she stepped sideways, dropped her hood, and moved to the building window. Strands of blond hair lifted off her shoulders in the breeze and a pair of blue eyes stared back at her. Her own mother wouldn’t know her. Satisfied with her disguise, she headed inside.
“Back already?” one of the nurses at the registration desk asked as she came in the door.
Smiling, Sylvia nodded. The phone rang and the nurse answered, her attention diverted. Sylvia slipped behind the desk and flipped through the patient list for Alexi’s name. Room 352. She dropped the list and headed for the elevator.

Title – Blood Brothers, The Turning Stone Chronicles
Author – C.D. Hersh
Genre – Paranormal Suspense Romance
Heat Level - Sensual
Release Date: October 29, 2014
When Delaney Ramsey is enlisted to help train two of the most powerful shape shifters the Turning Stone Society has seen in thousands of years, she suspects one of them is responsible for the disappearance of her daughter. To complicate matters, the man has a secret that could destroy them all. Bound by honor to protect the suspect, Delaney must prove his guilt without losing her life to his terrible powers or revealing to the police captain she’s falling for that she’s a shape shifter with more than one agenda.

The minute Captain Williams lays eyes on Delaney Ramsey, he knows she’s trouble. Uncooperative, secretive, and sexy, he can’t get her out of his mind. When he discovers she has a personal agenda for sifting through all the criminal records in his precinct, and secretly investigating his best detective, he can’t let her out of his sight. He must find out what she’s looking for before she does something illegal. If she steps over the line, he’s not certain he can look the other way for the sake of love.

Shape shifter Delaney Ramsey’s daughter is missing, and she is bound by honor to protect the man she suspects of the deed. To bring him to justice, she must go against her code, the leader of the secret shifter society, and the police captain she is falling for.

Amazon buy link for The Promised One (The Turning Stone Chronicles):
Amazon buy link for Blood Brothers (The Turning Stone Chronicles): Will get to you as soon as available.
Putting words and stories on paper is second nature to co-authors C.D. Hersh. They’ve written separately since they were teenagers and discovered their unique, collaborative abilities in the mid-90s. As high school sweethearts and husband and wife, Catherine and Donald believe in true love and happily ever after.

Together they have co-authored a number of dramas, six which have been produced in Ohio, where they live. Their interactive Christmas production had five seasonal runs in their hometown and has been sold in Virginia, California, and Ohio. Their most recent collaborative writing efforts have been focused on romance. The first book of their paranormal romance series entitled The Promised One (The Turning Stone Chronicles) is available on Amazon. The second book in the series Blood Brothers is coming October 29, 2014 from Soul Mate Publishing.
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The Turning Stone Chronicles—The Promised One

In the wrong hands, the Turning Stone ring is a powerful weapon for evil. So, when homicide detective Alexi Jordan discovers her secret society mentor has been murdered and his magic ring stolen, she is forced to use her shape-shifting powers to catch the killer. By doing so, she risks the two most important things in her life—her badge and the man she loves.

Rhys Temple always knew his fiery cop partner and would-be-girlfriend, Alexi Jordan, had a few secrets. He considers that part of her charm. But when she changes into a man, he doesn’t find that as charming. He’ll keep her secret to keep her safe, but he’s not certain he can keep up a relationship—professional or personal.

Danny Shaw needs cash for the elaborate wedding his fiancée has planned, so he goes on a mugging spree. But when he kills a member of the secret society of Turning Stones, and steals a magic ring that gives him the power to shape shift, Shaw gets more than he bargained for.

When homicide detective Alexi Jordan is forced to use her shape shifting powers to catch a paranormal killer, she risks the two most important things in her life—her badge and the man she loves.

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Thursday, October 16, 2014

Guest - Sarah McNeal

Good morning! We're having typical Michigan weather: cold, warm, cold, warm, cold. Throw in some rain, some sun, maybe a little snow and you're here  But those fallen leaves in gold, brown and russet really help set the mood for Halloween. There's a crispness in the air and no Trick or Treater will be able to sneak up on you 

So grab a cup of coffee or tea and a delectable piece of pumpkin pie and sit back and enjoy our guest, Sarah McNeal and her take on Haunted Amusement Parks, bwahahahah!

Make sure to check out her contest!


Abandoned Amusement Parks Are Creepy

In my new release, ‘THE BEAST OF HAZARD”, from the Halloween anthology, COWBOYS, CREATURES, AND CALICO, Volume 1 from Prairie Rose Publications, I wrote about an unscrupulous circus owner who abandons his circus which wreaks havoc and danger on the fictional town of Hazard, Wyoming.

I started researching abandoned amusement parks and, I have to tell you, there is nothing creepier than a place where laughter and fun once resided, now desolate and eerily silent. Imagine, on a hike in the forest, stumbling upon a metal clown half buried in the dirt and a Ferris wheel covered in vines out in the middle of nowhere. Even worse, imagine in the middle of a meadow with low lying fog coming across life size statues of dinosaurs. One might even think the creatures were real at first sight. I, for one, would run shrieking and screaming. Roller coasters and carrousels appear particularly sinister empty of passengers and slowly eaten by vines and trees. It just makes me shiver to think how they must appear to someone who might come upon them by accident.  

Near my home in North Carolina is an abandoned mill. I saw it every time I drove to the beach down highway 74. The old mill has deteriorated and kudzu vines have taken over most of the structures. It fascinated me, and it creeped me out. Of course, I had to get some photographs of it. Here is one of them.

In my story, “THE BEAST OF HAZARD”, an entire town is in danger just as the children are preparing to go out trick-or-treating. What is this beast? And what are the townspeople going to do to protect themselves as well as their livestock?

 A Terrorized Town…A Killer Beast…And Deliverance

Joey Wilding isn’t certain what’s killing the livestock in Hazard. Some believe it’s a bewitched beast, others a wolf gone rabid. As the town veterinarian, he’s seen mutilation before, but not like this, as if something enjoyed the killing.
When Claire Beau asks Joey to help her injured wolf-dog, and begs his discretion, he begins to suspect he has found the Beast of Hazard—and its beautiful mistress. But as he walks through the woods after dark, something more ominous than any wolf stalks him from the shadows.

As they stepped out into the dark night, a chill ran down Joey’s spine as he remembered that terrible growl he heard in the woods. He was comforted a little by the light on the barn that flooded the space between the barn and house with a pale light. From off in the distance, a sound came from the depth of the forest that shook Joey to the core.
Claire’s face grew pale and her eyes widened. “We should hurry,” she said in a voice tight with fear. Whatever that thing was out there, Claire must know something about it. The woman who had a huge wolf as a pet suddenly looked afraid of the thing out there. Her response made him very uneasy. Could he trust her?


CONTEST ALERT: I will be giving away a digital copy of the Halloween anthology, COWBOYS, CREATURES, AND CALICO, Volume 1 to a commenter.

I have a story coming up in the Christmas anthology from Prairie Rose Publications, “When Love Comes Knocking”.

A lonely widow…an indiscretion…a gift for redemption

On Sale for October, my medieval paranormal trilogy, Legends of Winatuke, boxed set will be only 99 cents. It has 3 full length novels filled with adventure, creatures, evil beings, a witch, and romance: Dark Isle, Lake of Sorrows, and The Light of Valmora…all for only 99 cents.

About Sarah

Sarah McNeal is a multi-published author of several genres including time travel, paranormal, western and historical fiction. She is a retired ER nurse who lives in North Carolina with her four-legged children, Lily, the Golden Retriever and Liberty, the cat. Besides her devotion to writing, she also has a great love of music and plays several instruments including violin, bagpipes, guitar and harmonica. Her books and short stories may be found at Publishing by Rebecca Vickery, Victory Tales Press, Prairie Rose Publications and Painted Pony Books, and Fire Star Press, imprints of Prairie Rose Publications. She welcomes you to her website at

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Monday, October 06, 2014

Guest - Karri Thompson

Good morning! We have author Karri Thompson visiting us today. She's got a terrific post about one of our cultural icons - zombies! So grab a GF Vampire Eyeball Cookie, a cup of hot blood coffee and a chair. Karri has a contest so make sure you enter it (directions below). Enjoy!
We’re All Infected
Karri Thompson
            As a high-school English teacher, it is not uncommon for me to hear the latest scoop on campus from my students while I circulate the classroom, helping them with their assignments. I tend to ignore the superficial stuff – the hottest boy or girl on campus, the fight that happened at lunch, why someone has been suspended, etc. – but recently when I kept hearing one particular topic over and over again, I couldn’t help but listen and eventually question them about it.
            What were my students talking about? The Walking Dead – one of AMC’s top series with an average of 10.4 million viewers per episode during its fourth season.
 Zombies? Nope, it wasn’t my thing at the time, but being a Netflix subscriber, I gave it a shot, and to my surprise, I wasn’t disappointed. My husband even joined my “Walking Dead” marathon, and he was the last person I thought would ever become hooked on a show featuring the undead.
But The Walking Dead is more than just a show about zombies. Its cast of likeable and many hot characters (Darrell and Rick), reminds us that every person is vulnerable, and that at any given moment, we might need to rely on one of our instincts, a special, biological trigger that helps us decide whether to face a danger and fight or turn away and flee from possible injury or death.
            Our brains are uniquely hard-wired to keep us alive. This fight-or-flight response is just one part of our human nature, and it just so happens to be the innate response viewers witness most often in each episode of The Walking Dead
            True – a zombie apocalypse will never happen, but people still hold the inborn fear that if they end up in the wrong place at the wrong time, they might experience something similar, whether it’s a terrorist attack, natural disaster, nuclear war, or world-wide pandemic. The popularity of the National Geographic Channel’s reality show, Doomsday Preppers, only reinforces the fact that many Americans are currently preparing for the worst, a time when the phrase “survival of the fittest” might become a reality.
Recent political and catastrophic events around the world, such as the hostilities in the Middle East, cases of Ebola in the United States, and this decade’s recent string of international disasters, such as the Tsunamis that hit Thailand and Japan, only add to this sudden rise in preparatory behavior and the fear of Armageddon.
            Dystopian novels like Brave New World, The Hunger Games, Divergent, and even my own novel, Mirror X, give the reader insight into a conceived post-apocalyptic world, worlds containing the many psychological and physiological survival methods used by each book’s characters. The continued popularity of this genre again reinforces the fact that as humans, we never forget that we are vulnerable and mortal.
“We’re all infected” with the same strong, intrinsic will to subsist no matter what the cost, making stories as unimaginable as a zombie apocalypse or a world where babies are harvested in containers, something millions of people love to watch and read about.
            Halloween is just around the corner, and although my agent told me the publishing market is saturated with “zombie” manuscripts, I might still write one. With season five of The Walking Dead beginning on October 12, and with a record-breaking estimate of over 20 million viewers, I think the zombie trend is far from ending, and I definitely know why.

MIRROR X/Karri Thompson

I was born more than a thousand years ago.

Put into a cryogenic tube at age seventeen, forgotten during a holocaust that decimated the world, I've finally been awakened to a more serene and peaceful future.

But things at the hospital are new and strange. And it’s starting to scare me.

Everyone is young. Everyone is banded and tracked. And everyone is keeping secrets. 
The cute geneticist Michael Bennett might be the only good thing in this crazy new world where “life is precious” but no one seems free to live it. The problem is, I don’t think he’s being totally honest with me, either.

When I’m told only I can save the human race from extinction, it’s clear my freeze didn’t avoid a dreadful fate. It only delayed the horror…

MIRROR X/Excerpt

I was filled with too much turmoil and betrayal to even raise my voice. “You should have told me from the very beginning, Michael. All that talk about training and career opportunities was a big lie.”
            He bent forward, his eyes aimed at the gray floor as I watched his back rise with each breath.
            “I’m sorry, Cassie. Until you were told about the project, we had to keep you from asking questions we weren’t ready to answer. They were going to wait another week, but I couldn’t lie to you one more minute.”
            I folded my arms against my chest and sighed. “I’m being forced into doing something I don’t want to do, and I’ve been manipulated and deceived by people I thought I could trust.”
“We needed to wait until you were stronger. You were too vulnerable.”
“And I’m not vulnerable now? Look at me.” I said, raising my frail arms and letting them drop limply to the bed.
“We’re all vulnerable. We’re desperate. And we’re running out of time.”

 About Karri Thompson

Growing up in San Diego, California, Karri Thompson spent much of her years at the beach, reading novels, tanning, and listening to music. At SDSU, she earned a BA in English, MA in education, and her teaching credential. As a wife, mother, and high-school English teacher, she began writing novels, giving all of the compelling plots and unique characters in her head a home. Victorian literature rocks her socks, and when she’s not writing, jogging, going to concerts, or watching her son play football, she’s reading Dickens.

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Twitter: @karrithompson

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