I'm officially unstuck on book 2! I've knocked out about 1100 words in the last hour, in between making lunch for the monster, and being sick. I'm really excited, Caroline has really found her voice in this book. I'm hoping to write a bit more if the little guy lets me.

I got some really exciting news today, I'm going to be getting a print ARC version of Finding Alice! I literally cannot wait to re read it, I know I'm going to love it even more the 2nd time around. Andrea Digiglio is a genius.

Excerpt from Timewalker novella

Sorry for not getting the excerpt up yesterday, the day sort of ran away from me. Here is an excerpt from the novella that will be released in between books 1 and 2. It's not from the very beginning, but close to it.


William bolted upright in bed, sweat pouring down his face. he’d been dreaming about patrick again. It was the same dream he always had, Patrick was calling to him from inside of the tomb, but he couldn’t find where it was. He got up and walked over to the window, threw back the curtains, and opened the window as wide as it would go. He stood breathing in the cold evening air for a few minutes before returning to bed. He tried to go back to sleep, but after fifteen minutes he got up and got dressed. He felt restless, there was a feeling in his head that he couldn’t get rid of. He slipped out of the back door silently so he wouldn’t wake any of the servants. He wandered aimlessly along the dark streets, until he found himself in front of sabine’s house. He hadn’t really meant to come, but he found himself there none the less. He stood in front of the gates looking in at her windows, a movement off to the left caught his eye. He turned towards it and found Sabine standing in front of the gate. she smiled, and there was something unreadable in her eyes that william found intriguing.“I’m glad you’ve come my darling, I’ve been waiting for you.” “Did you call for me?” “Oui mon cherie, I have been longing to see you. come, let us go inside.” She whirled around, her white gown flying behind her and led him through the gates into the house. He was surprised to see all of the lamps were still lit at this hour. She led him through the house to her sitting room. She gestured him to sit on the couch and rang a small silver bell before sitting next to him. A few minutes later the butler he had met before entered the room. “Oui madame?” “ We desire some wine Henri, if you would be so kind to retrieve it for us.” He bowed and backed out of the room to fetch it. “Do you make a habit of calling to men you barely know in the middle of the night?” he asked her. She smiled and narrowed her eyes seductively. “Only those I find intriguing. Do you make a habit of going into ladies homes in the middle of the night?” It was his turn to smile. “Well, i suppose only those who call for me.” Sabine leaned back in her seat studying him. Finally she spoke. “I have been searching for a suitable companion for hundreds of years William. Do you know how lonely one can get in that amount of time? Always surrounded by people, but never really understood, or loved. I wish for you to be my companion and reside in my house. I can introduce you to many more like us, and you can ask the questions you so long to ask. You will be under my protection, so no harm will come to you. You will find that our people are not a kind group as a whole, but I know that you desire answers, and someone may have them. What do you say cherie? will you join me?” He thought for a time before responding. “Will you give me some time to consider your offer?” “Oui mon petite-amis, I will give you some time, but do not keep me waiting long.” They both stood up and she kissed him passionately, running her hands along the muscles of his back. She deepened the kiss, and his hands moved up to circle her waist, pulling her closer to him. When she pulled away, he stood in stunned silence feeling a bit breathless. “I thought that might sweeten the deal non?” With a swish of skirts she whirled around and was gone. Henri returned a moment later with the wine to find that his mistress had gone already. A flicker of fear crossed his face, but he masked it quickly. “Can i show you out monsieur? William nodded and let him lead the way back through the house to the door. He found himself at the gates a few moments later and took one last look at the house. Shaking his head, he began the long walk home.

I've been working on a novella in the Timewalker series the last day or so. It's going to focus on William and Sabine, and their time together. I've got the first few chapters of it done, and it's pretty good. Be prepared for it to be a bit darker then Marked. I want to explore the relationship between Sabine and William, why he hates her so much in Marked. I'm going to post an excerpt at some point today:)

So I've decided to pull Marked from Amazon. The version I had up for sale was not the revamped version, and I'm not super excited with people buying something I don't think is my best work. I submitted my ms to a smaller publisher, so I'm crossing my fingers and praying that they like it and accept it. If they do then all sorts of exciting things will be happening. so, everyone pray that they do :)

I've been an absent poster the last few days, sorry. Yesterday I was asked to beta read a book for someone in my writing group, and I literally couldn't tear myself away from it. I kept putting my kindle down and trying to do other things, but it called to me until I went back to it. That right there is the mark of an incredibly talented author, when the story is so compelling, that you can't walk away. When it get's closer to the book being ready to come out, I'll tell you the name of the book.

I've been on a reading spree, and not a writing spree lately, but I guess every author goes through dry spells. I'm trying not to let it bug me, but I have a nagging voice in the back of my mind telling me I should be writing lol. Oh well, I guess I'll finish eventually right?

Deceived by Stephanie Nelson

Deceived, the follow up to Stephanie Nelson's smash hit Craved is now available on Amazon, and Barnes and Noble. I got mine last night, and stayed up entirely too late because I HAD to finish it. I don't say this often, but I liked this one better then the first one, and I loved that one, so you know this one is amazing.

Gwen’s life has been a downward spiral since she discovered vampires crave witches blood. She’s summoned to Moon, the town of witches, where she learns that a war is brewing and she’s the secret weapon. Paired with the Angel of Death, it becomes quickly evident that she’s more powerful than she ever realized. But this reaper isn't the robe wearing, scythe carrying kind – he’s a ruggedly handsome handful that has his eye on Gwen. As if that isn’t enough, she’s still tormented by Ian Desperaux’s constant intrusion into her thoughts and dreams. As Gwen struggles to balance her responsibility to the witches’ council and her secret relationship with her vampire boyfriend, Aiden, she’ll soon discover exactly what it means to be Deceived.


Here is an excerpt from Deceived

He regarded me with a look I’d seen a few other times, an expression I tried to ignore, but at the moment, I couldn’t look away from. I was a woman who noticed attractive men, but I would never act on those feelings. I loved Aiden as sure as the night is long. But Dorian stirred something deep inside of me, and we connected on a level I hadn’t with Aiden. It wasn’t easy to ignore something that profound, especially when it was staring at me like I was the sexiest girl in the world.
Dorian took a step forward. His arms hung limp, but I could tell he was nervous about what was happening between us. The tightness in his jaw and triceps betrayed the cool confidence he was trying to portray. An inch of icy air separated us. I lifted my eyes to his, and we stared at each other. No words were needed; our body language spoke for us. Dorian brought his arm up and with the back of his hand caressed the side of my face with more gentleness than I imagined. My eyes closed against the feel of it. A shuffle of feet enticed my eyes open just in time to see Dorian bending forward and toward my eager lips.

It's available on Amazon and Barnes and Noble

http://www.amazon.com/Deceived-Gwen-Sparks-Series-ebook/dp/B006RY52AQ/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1325482984&sr=1-2
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/deceived-judd-nelson/1013087317?ean=2940013798526&itm=3&usri=stephanie+nelson



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Guest post from the amazingly talented Andrea Digiglio

We are joined today by Andrea Digiglio, author extraordinaire. She's been kind enough to answer some questions, and to give us an excerpt from her debut novel Finding Alice. I posted a review for that book last month, it was absolutely phenomenal. The book will be available to buy February 19th.

Check out her blog for updates on her books. She's got a giveaway going on, follow the link to enter
http://andrea-digiglio.blogspot.com/2011/12/chance-to-win-advanced-ebook-copy-of.html


Q and A

Q: What do you enjoy reading? Do you read often?
A: I’m a sucker for anything paranormal. I read young adult, YA crossovers, fiction and romance; all of which are also fantasy/paranormal. If it has witches, demons, ghosts, fallen angels, vampires, werewolves and anything in between I’m bound to read it. I do now, a year ago I bought a kindle and my credit card has felt the hardship of my new bond.

Q: Have you always been a writer?
A: Yes, well at least I have always been a writer at heart even if I was the only one to read it. When I was eight or so I wrote a novella called Marina’s Mallrat in my composition notebook. I have no idea what happened to it but I am sure it was awful. I have from time to time worked on novels but spent the last decade writing screenplays.

Q: Was it hard to write your debut novel?
A: Hard no. Writing the first draft is my favorite part. You have this idea on how things will happen and the characters take over and you are just along for the ride.

Q: You said you are sharing an excerpt from Finding Alice, correct?
A: Yes, I wanted to share a piece that didn’t give too much away. This particular piece is a moment right after a traumatic event; it is an emotionally challenging moment for Alice. I hope you enjoy.




“I knew I was home when I walked up my driveway without a memory of the drive itself. I walked in, locking the door and shoving the table in front of it. I stumbled up the stairs, first aid kit under my arm, while juggling three bottles of vodka in my bashed up hands.
I turned the shower on and climbed in with the vodka. I slowly started peeling off my blood-soaked clothes, flinching, wishing I was numb. I poured a little vodka on my body wounds and down my face in between chugging some to deaden the pain. I opened the second bottle, doing more drinking than cleaning. I looked down at myself and found bruises starting to form on almost every inch of my body. Head to toe, my skin was covered with blacks and purples, reminding me of my box of feathers. Tears filled my eyes and for the first time in my entire life, they were my own. I sat curled up on the floor of my shower, wishing the salt I was tasting was from the scent of ocean that radiated from Cole. I drowned it out with more vodka.
I spent the next day in bed, coddling my last bottle of vodka. Camille called several times to see if I was working. Her last text message read, Are you okay? Max called me and said some anonymous caller called the cops and said they saw two guys break into the bar and then kick the crap out of each other in the parking lot. Max is freaking out. Call me. I’m worried. I ignored them all. Max called a few times as well. I texted him back with, See you Thursday. He replied with an Okay and left it at that.
Around four am, I dragged myself out of bed. I walked to my front door to find it still covered with furniture, as if an intruder couldn’t get past it. I clutched the most recent bottle of vodka I had become so attached to and finally set it down. I struggled to push the furniture to the side and opened the door. I love the smell of four am. I walked cautiously to my car to pull out my art supplies. I attempted to ignore the giant dent while painfully dragging my supplies in the house. Just to be safe, I returned the furniture to its spot in front of the door, snatching the vodka before taking off for the spare room.
I dumped everything onto the floor and dug through it for my iPod. I plugged it into my stereo system and cranked it up, loud enough to feel the vibrations rush through me. I reached down, almost collapsing in agony, to grab my charcoal. There were no canvases left in the house so I shoved my extra couch away from the wall and started rubbing the charcoal onto the wall. Music, vodka, and art were not a cure, but they soothed the soul.” –Excerpt from Finding Alice




Thanks again for stopping by to brighten my day Andrea.