Thursday, October 16, 2014

Sharing a review

I was very excited to read the following comment on my website for T's Trial. I can't help but share!

"I was one of those readers who downloaded the free book and didn't read it for a while ... Jinks is a wonderful place and the community and history among the citizens makes me long for small town living. Your writing is very engaging, I laughed, had a few tears, loved the reparte between the characters. It's the continued threads with all the people that builds up in each consecutive book that just makes the reading better and better. In the second book, the scoreboard at Damsite was hilarious! Fletch's neighbor in the third book is a great addition. I plan to write a review on Amazon for your books and I have never done that before and I read almost a book every day. Please do continue Bone Cold- Alive series, I will buy every one! Thank you."

Needless to say, I answered her with the assurance that the Bone Cold--Alive series does continue with the upcoming Ron's Run, Ian's Image, and Bo's Beauty. I hope to have them up in November/December/January.

Thanks for all your kind comments and reviews.


Wednesday, September 24, 2014

There's always a first time

I've worn contact lenses off and on since I was 14. Without telling all I know, that's a long time. And today, I did something for the first time. EVER.

I have a new pair of trifocal contact lenses. I bought them without the insurance since it's the old prescription and I'm not given to losing them. But today, since one of them wasn't sitting correctly on my eye, I popped it out after closing the drain in the sink. Except there's this little-bitty teeny-tiny slit into the chasm of the drain pipe. And I dropped this very dry contact into the sink. And it skipped itself, its brand new, less than 24 hours old self, down the drain.

I gently pulled the plug out in the hopes that it was nestled on the plumbing. I got a flashlight and peered down. And there, clinging to what can only be politely described as a "dirty" side of the drain, was my contact.

Obviously, I needed a plan of action. And full vision. I had an extra lens, adjourned myself to the other sink to slip it in, and came back to study the situation. With any luck, I could pull it out with tweezers. Holding my breath and hopefully a steady flashlight, I went fishing.

On the third try, I plucked it out before it escaped further down the drain. Whew! I plugged the drain back, rinsed and cleaned it and put it in its container to rest.

I breathed a sigh of relief and will watch for even the slightest crack around the drain stopper from now on.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

The down low on the downloads

I fell victim to watching the Amazon stats while T's Trial was on offer for free. In truth, I didn't catch on to doing it until three days in, but then, I couldn't help myself from writing down the numbers and adding. And re-adding.

Because I couldn't believe it! Over 4000 copies were downloaded for free!

Wow! Four thousand people who might never have noticed the book before--noticed!

Now I just hope that a sufficient number of them will enjoy it and ask that all-important question: What happens next? And then purchase numbers two and three in the series.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

T's Trial is free through Sunday!

In a marketing ploy used by many, I'm offering T's Trial for free on Amazon Kindle and Kindle app through Sunday. I hope you enjoy it and wish to know about the rest of the band.

The series consists of six books, with three of them currently available.

Monday, September 08, 2014

Pyewacket's Awesome (Awful, Scary, How-did-this-happen-to-me?) Adventure

Pyewacket is our yellow (golden oak really, but who ever describes a cat that way?) kitty. He is 13 years old and has never set paw outside the house. When he is not sleeping, he is eating or watching me prepare food. Pye has two foci, food and me.

After our 2 AM nuzzle this morning, he disappeared from the bed. Shortly thereafter I heard a noise but nothing was immediately amiss and I went back to sleep. Sleep was very good last night since it was cool and we had the windows open.

I got up early this morning because the car had to be to the service department by 7:30 (doesn't everything always happen at once?) and noted immediately that my constant companion as I walk downstairs wasn't with me. Perhaps he hadn't anticipated the early departure. But he wasn't in the kitchen either. That is strange and I began searching for him at once.

Not downstairs. Not up, but the window screen beside my bed was bent out. Uh-oh.

That particular window is centered over the porch roof. The metal roof. The very slippery roof. If he went out the window, then he went over the roof edge.

Flashlight in hand, I'm out the front door and checking the bushes. It's not even 6 AM. It's dark.

There is no immediate sign of him. If he's dead somewhere, then he has pulled himself there. I can't very well go wading through my neighbors' yards in the dark semi-dressed with a flashlight. A quick shower and proper search clothing on, I'm once again on the hunt although it's still pretty dark.

I call him gently. Down the street, flash the light into the bushes and the growth around surrounding houses, under cars. Awaken every dog on the block. Around our back fence, note our outdoor cats noting me. They are unsurprisingly mum on the subject of Pyewacket although I feel sure they know where he is.

And then I spot him! Under my car. Unmoving. He mews as I kneel on the concrete, steady the light on him. He looks okay, but he's not coming out for me. Perhaps for breakfast.

By the time I return with his bowl, he has inched to the back of the car. He comes out, quite scared, and I grab him.

Now to contemplate how he got where he was found. The logical way for him to have fallen from the roof, would have been to the north side into the bushes. To the east, he had a one in three chance of hitting concrete. To the south, where he was found, it was 100% concrete. He either survived unscathed a harrowing fall, or fell into the bushes, shook it off, and walked around the front porch and hid under my car.

Either way, I'm glad he's found and home. As to the screen, it's secured. Now if I can figure out what to do with the other forty.

Pyewacket in charm-mode.

Tuesday, September 02, 2014

On sale now!

Tib's Temptation is live and ready for download at Amazon Kindle. Here's the link.

Monday, September 01, 2014

Tib's Temptation!

I've just loaded Tib's Temptation, book 3 of the Bone Cold--Alive series of novels to Amazon. It should be available in 24 hours. Then, next week, I'm going to offer T's Trial, book one, at a promo of either $.99 or free. Haven't decided yet, although there are definite advantages and disadvantages for either scheme.

The back cover blurb for Tib:

"He is invisible.

Game Warden Tib Wilson moves smoothly through the community he serves, raising no eyebrows now that the woman he loves has found happiness with another. But his complacency is about to end with the arrival of a tall blonde with an attitude.

She is desperate.

Assuming the job as head of media for the Bone Cold--Alive organization less than a week before Eddie C's wedding is a headache SC Ward could have done without--if she wasn't so desperate. Finding herself a stone's throw from the end of the world is bad enough, but being attracted to a good man--the game warden, no less!--is a complication any woman could do without.

Welcome back to Jinks, Texas, where the weekend is in full swing. There's fuel aplenty for the gossips, but everyone's eyes are on Tib's Temptation."

In the meantime, here's the cover of Tib. I love it!