Friday, April 24, 2015

Help me welcome TJs Virtual Book Tours as we spotlight...Greg Sandora.

Greg Sandora has three books out with a fourth on the way. They hint at the diversity of his writing talent with the first series being in the Political Thriller genre and the second fitting nicely in the the Christian fantasy fiction genre. There are two books in the first series, Jack Cannon's American Destiny: He's All In and Jack Cannon's American Destiny: The Women of the House. Each has roots firmly planted in the political thriller genre. The first in the series, He's All In follows the campaign trail on the campaign trail to the presidential seat in the White House. The way fraught with intrigue, politicking, back stabbing and the politician's sleight of hand. The second book pumps up the volume with the torrid heat and smoldering passions of romance. Gabby takes to the engages the reader with a more celestial romantic quality as an angel makes herself known to the main character because of his kindness, purity of spirit and capacity for love. Together they experience the beauty of love in all of its purity.

Greg Sandora is the author of the book series Jack Cannon's American Destiny and Gabby series. He hints at the diversity of his writing talent with the first series being in the Political Thriller genre and the second fitting nicely in the the Christian fantasy fiction genre. Jack Cannon's American Destiny: He's All In centers on the journey to the White House presidential seat with all of its intrigue, politicking and drama. The second book in the series, The Women of the House, is a political thriller with a romantic turn. The Gabby series begins with Gabby: Angel of God. The second book, is a work in progress and is due to be released sometime in April. The main character meets Gabby in a bar. She actually makes him aware of her presence because of his kindness, purity of spirit and capacity for love is the reason for this encounter. Gabby is a romance to the core, yet so much more.
Originally from Portland, Maine, Greg  lived and worked there many years before moving to Southwest Florida. His parents were both artists - his mom a poet and his father a painter. Saturdays were for family outings wherein they loaded up the 1970 Chevy Impala to visit a one-man show somewhere-or-other. Greg followed a different calling, started by graduating with a business degree from college. He now owns and operates an award-winning franchise fitness center. Currently a professional manager, he lives in Florida with his beautiful wife and children, while following his passion.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

When life steals your muse. Take it back, with a vengeance.

                                                                I Had A

                                                        That's how my writing began.

When I began to write my first story I couldn't stop. The words kept flowing, and the story unfolded without any effort on my part.

Then a year ago life got in the way. I had some personal road blocks that got in the way of the words. They were there, just not making it out of my mind to the paper below.

 Then I realized that road blocks are just obstacles that will make the story stronger, once it is told.

A true writer never takes a day off. The stories are still there, wanting to be written. It might take a little longer sometimes, but they are worth the wait.

Now to kick the door open, brush the dust off the keyboard, and let the words flow once more. Life can get in my way, but it's up to me to not let it stop my muse from doing what makes me happy.

Monday, March 23, 2015

Help we welcome fellow Black Opal Books author Tierney James

Returning home in hopes of putting her life back together after several disastrous relationships, Fawn finds that the man who drove her away ten years earlier is waiting to pick up where he left off. Her father is determined to keep them apart and hide the secret that forced her to run away from the handsome Garrett Horton. He’s convinced Garrett wants Fawn’s inheritance and his lead mines. But nothing will stop Garrett this time from taking what he wants most—a heart as hard as the lead he brings up from the Ozark mines.

Tierney James is a former Solar System Ambassador for NASA’s Jet Propulsion Lab as well as a former geography teacher. Besides working on a Native American reservation, floating the Okavango Delta of Botswana, Africa and visiting The Great Wall of China, she has spent time at Space Camp for Educators and volunteering her time for Friends of the Library board. Living in a mining community for many years led to writing the novel, The Rescued Heart, a romantic suspense.  Between traveling, gardening and writing, Tierney serves as an officer for Sleuth’s Ink, a mystery writing group. Creating a writing workshop for beginning writers is her latest project. 

Your books stretch from children’s stories about cancer to action thrillers like An Unlikely Hero. Now you’ve added the romantic suspense The Rescued Heart. How are the two adult novels different?
An Unlikely Hero is about getting caught up in a terrorist attack by a soccer mom. The Rescued Heart comes from personal experiences of living in a mining community for many years. My husband is a mine engineer and would go into the bowels of the earth every day. There is a unique culture in a mining community. I wanted to share that risk every family experiences when involved in mining.

Your book takes place in the Ozarks. How realistic is that?
There is so much mining in the state of Missouri it should be called The State of Mines not The Show Me State.  At one point Missouri produced more lead than any place in the world. It was also the highest grade. Hard rock miners work in cavernous mines so large a dinosaur could easily ramble around without effort.  They are magnificent. Most people think all mines are like the coal mines you see in West Virginia. Nothing could be further from the truth.

What did you like and dislike about your characters in The Rescued Heart?
Big Jim Turnbough – He is the owner of Turnbough Lead Company and a self-taught miner. He likes to be in control of everything and everyone. Because of his lies and pride, his only child ran away to escape a love she thought betrayed her. The things I adore about Big Jim are that he is tough and brutally honest. When the chips are down, he caves to his need to be rescued. In the end Jim had to depend on others. Being independent and powerful can warp your judgment, but there are times when you just have to say, “I need help.” Big Jim can teach us that.
Garrett Horton—Besides being a country boy with brains, he is determined and trustworthy. His love for a woman he can never have, fuels his energy to make mining safer for all his men, even when others try to circumvent his authority. In the end Garrett is willing to sacrifice everything to find the truth and suffer the consequences of his actions. I hope if I ever get into trouble someone like Garrett is around to rescue me.
Fawn Turnbough—Disillusioned by treachery from the two men she loves, her father and Garrett Horton, Fawn sets out to make a new life for herself among the hard rock miners of Westfork. Saving the child of her nemeses reveals the poor choices in her life. She fights to save the dream she thought dead, no matter the cost. Even though her heart has become as hard as the lead brought up from the mine, Fawn decides to risk everything. We all have a little of Fawn in us. It’s hard to take chances on things that could ruin what we know for sure. I want to be like her when things look their darkest.  

So what are the projects down the road for Tierney James?
I have the sequel to An Unlikely Hero coming out this summer. Winds of Deception is Volume II. I’m planning on having Rooftop Angels Volume III which takes place in Afghanistan, ready for next fall. But my current WIP is an urban fantasy which takes place in St. Louis. More about that later, but I will say I’m having a ball with that one.

How can readers reach you?
Twitter: @TierneyJames1

All my books can be found on Amazon.


Thursday, March 12, 2015

Coming to a book store close to you....

                                   Your next best seller.

I love to write. I love to invent new characters that will make you stand up and cheer for them. I love to tell a story that will pull you in, and make you want to read until the end.

And I do this because it's something I truly enjoy doing. I started to write because I had a dream that begged to be brought to life. But I realized quickly that I had no idea how to write. 

To put your thoughts down into a book everyone wants to own is a process.

You have to have a story, build characters, write your first draft then edit, edit and edit some more.

Too many writers complete their first draft and feel they have a great book. Self publishing gives us freedom, but it can also kill your career if you throw your baby out on it's own before it's ready.

I love to read, and I buy a lot of books. Some I truly enjoyed and others I couldn't get pulled into the story because the mistakes distracted me. 

You have to edit, get it critiqued, and don't depend on your family. They all love you, and will love anything you write. 
You need someone who will open your book and go page by page making suggestions to strengthen your story.

So write your story, then re-write it. Next edit and get it critiqued. Once you feel like you have the best thing you've ever written in front of you seal it with a hug and kiss and send it out into the world.

It will fly off the shelf at every bookstore close by you.

Lynda Kaye Frazier
 Writing is my passion, Reading is my Love.

Monday, February 16, 2015

A Mother's love should never come with a price.

      Child Abuse needs a voice, and should never be hushed.

It's an epidemic, and happening all around us, but we don't see it. Abuse is not always physical. It can be emotional and verbal. They all leave the same scars, I know. I hide my own.

In my Young Adult, If I Knew Then, Angel suffers in silence. She struggles to do the right thing, even if it means she will have to hide the evidence to save her family from the shame of her mothers secrets.

Many children around us suffer in silence. We need to take off our blinders and give them a voice. A secure set of arms to run to for safety. 
My book will be published this year and I am hoping to give at least one child the strength to speak up. Search for the love they will need to overcome. 

         All children want is to be loved. unconditionally

Here's as excerpt from...If I Knew Then.


Angel dreamed of a life of freedom. One filled with love that didn't come with a price.  She hid the pain until Jax entered her life. Can he give her what she needs to let go of the past or will he leave her with a bigger challenge that will change her future?

Angel fought to keep her family safe from the evil that threatened to destroy her. She made sure she was always the one in front of her sisters when her Mother yielded her wrath. Always keeping the danger that surrounded them a secret. To lessen the blow, she lived a lie that everyone believed, except for one. He was her only source of happiness until one day he was gone. With nothing left, and no one to turn to, she must outrun her past, and overcome the secret that she fights to hide, before her Mother destroys everything she has left to hold on to. 

“Get in my closet and don’t say a word. I’ll fix this, don’t worry.”  She got her sisters set and swallowed past the lump in her throat as a loud crash echoed from downstairs. She’s up. Angel’s heart raced as she raced down the hall. She rounded the corner, into the living room and froze. The coffee table was on its side, and her Mother was on the floor in a bed of broken glass. Her heart dropped as she bent over the motionless body.
“Mom, Mom, are you okay?” Tears burned her eyes as she fought to hold them back, then a faint moan slipped from her mother’s still lips.
 “Don’t move. I’m going to help you up.” She inched over the shattered glass and lifted her mother. The slivers stabbed at her feet as she moved her to the couch. Her mother lifted her head, and her eyes were beet red. Angel ran to the kitchen and grabbed a wet dish towel. When she got back she knelt before her and peeled off the blanket she was wrapped in. It kept her from getting cut, and Angel shuddered as her fear was replaced with relief.
“Stay here and I’ll clean this up.” She patted her mom’s knee, jumped up and turned sideways just as her mom raised her foot, shoving her onto the broken table. She threw her hands out to catch her fall and splintered glass slit through her palms and knees as she slid across the carpet.
“Look at what you did. How clumsy can you be?" Her mother's cold tone stabbed at Angel's heart. "Get this mess cleaned up. What’s your dad going to think about you stumbling around in the dark, tripping over the furniture?" 
Angel gulped back the pain, but she couldn't stop the tears.
"I’ll have to tell him you were drinking again. Do you know how bad that will make him feel? His perfect little Angel, falling from grace.”
Her slurred words, and acid tone, burned away any compassion left inside of her. She stayed in the middle of the glass as her mother stumbled past. The slamming door was a welcome sound, and she let her tears fall. She just wanted to curl up somewhere and make this all end, but she had to get to her sisters, keep them safe. She opened her eyes, and her stomach rolled at the site of the pool of blood beneath her hand. The throbbing raced up her arm, and her head started to spin as the room went dark

I will post more as the release date gets closer, and don't forget, silence will not solve the problem. 

Speak up, ask for help, it's out there....I promise....I know. I've been there.

Lynda Kaye Frazier
Twitter- lynda_kaye 
Amazon Author page:
Writing is my passion, Reading is my Love.


Friday, February 6, 2015

Help me welcome Jennifer Gibson and her award winning series

Her story is heart-felt and one you will not want to put down until the end.

 Based on a true story, the novel Sway is about a hearing impaired teenager named Jessie who tries her best to blend in at school. Every day proves to be a test of her resolve when she is constantly plagued by the ruthless pranks of her classmates who are determined to make her life miserable. When a handsome stranger arrives in the nick of time, Jessie wonders if he is too good to be true. Is Ethan’s attention genuine, or will he betray her trust, too?

 In Compass, the sequel to Sway, Jessie’s life begins to change its course, sending her towards a new reality. When her world is ripped apart by an angry rival, the one person she trusted to stand by her side, simply walks away. With her composure shattered, Jessie questions everything she believed about herself, and as her life takes her on a new path, it becomes a perilous journey, full of surprising twists and turns

 Jessie’s journey began in Sway and Compass. As we continue to follow her in Destiny, she stumbles across a revelation that could change everything and finds herself standing on the precipice of life.

Jessie is determined not to let her hearing loss hold her back. She aims her sights even higher as she ventures in a new direction. With a Black Belt on the horizon, and so close to achieving it, she is unaware of the danger closing in on her. Will she be strong enough to hold on or will she succumb to the darkness that surrounds her?

Fall in Love with this award-winning series about a hearing impaired teen, a story of struggle and heartfelt courage.

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Thursday, January 15, 2015

New Release...Dating Trouble, by Anna Katmore.


Trouble has never looked so hot…

Sue wants Ethan, and Chris wants Sue.

Drawn to Ethan and intrigued by Chris, Susan Miller finds herself caught between identical twin brothers at her school. When both of them start wooing her at the same time, she only has to take her pick. Right? Wrong! Ethan is reluctant to kiss her, and Chris wants her for the completely wrong reasons.

Nothing like his obliging and sweet brother, Chris Donovan has trouble written all over him. He changes girls like other guys change t-shirts, and the next trophy on his little list is Susan. That’s the last thing she wants, yet she finds herself responding to all the goodnight texts and other cheeky messages Chris sends. The guy has a way of getting under her skin like no one ever has before.

How long will it be until Susan falls for his smooth charm and gets herself into more trouble than she can possibly handle? And where does that leave Ethan?


I opened the message and read: Not like a geek.
Who in the world was supposed to make sense of that? Was there something missing? Scratching my head, I typed: What? And sent it off.
While waiting for his explanation, I keyed in a quick update about tonight for Simone, but also added Sam and Lisa to the receiver line. As soon as that text had gone out, my phone started to ring. My first thought was that one of the girls had been really quick to read my text and wanted to talk about it, but checking the display, it said that a certain Arrogant dick had dialed my number.
What in the world— “Chris, why are you calling me?” I groaned into the phone. But I’d probably run right into that one when I decided to respond to his text.
“To wish you a pleasant night and to answer your question,” Chris replied with a chuckle.
An irritated sigh escaped me. “Does your brother know that you’re talking to me?”
“No. He just came in…too soon after he drove you home, if you ask me.” He added with a tease in his voice, “Does that mean he, once again, didn’t kiss you?”
Teeth clenched, I snarled, “None of your business.”
“Come on, it’s a simple yes or no question.” An amused laugh drifted through the line. “I’ll sleep a lot better if I know the answer.”
What did I care if he slept well? “Why don’t you ask him yourself if you want to know so badly?”
“Okay… Since you told me to…” There was a pause and the sound of a door opening which added ten extra degrees to my blood. He wasn’t really going to— “Hey, Ethan!” Chris called out, cutting my thought short. “Did you kiss Susan tonight?”
“No. Why?” The answer came from far away. My heart sank with Ethan’s flat voice. Then a door banged shut somewhere in Chris’s house.
“Ethan said no,” he rubbed it in, as if I hadn’t heard the news myself. “I wonder why he didn’t.” His voice had adopted a thoughtful edge that was one hundred percent fake. “Could it be that he’s just not interested?”
Much as his suggestion stung, I was wondering it myself. But it was too early to give up hope just yet. Third time’s a charm, the saying chanted in my mind as I said to Chris, “FYI, he asked me on another date.”
“Aw, playing video games again? Is that really your idea of a successful date?”
“We’re going to the movies.” And might play some video games before that, but I didn’t mention it. “Your idea of a successful date is probably coming out of your room with bed hair and a messy shirt.”
Chris waited a second. There was an unmistakable smirk in his tone when he purred in my ear, “I knew you noticed that.” His voice became even lower and a quantum more seductive. “Did it bother you?”
“Why the hell would it?”
“Because, for one,” Chris didn’t hesitate a beat to explain, “I look exactly like my brother and, from what I can tell, you’re totally into him. Means you’re totally into me, too. And two, only one out of us seems to be dying to snatch a kiss from you these days.”
His explanation, or whatever the heck that was, sent my thoughts into complete chaos. It was silent enough to hear a pin drop in my room.
“You stopped breathing, Sue.” There was, for once, not the slightest edge of teasing in his tone. Rather astonishment. But that faded away quickly and a chuckle carried through the line. “I guess that means you agree with me on both points.”
Did I? The likeness of the twins was striking and not something one could overlook. Since I thought Ethan was the cutest boy in the world, it would make sense to assume I thought the same about Chris. Except that Chris was lacking charm, manners, courtesy, and my fabulous taste in music. Although his singing “Stay” had stroked a sense of admiration awake in me.
“Chris, tell me one thing,” I whispered, not at all sure if I really wanted an answer. “You had the most beautiful girl in your room this afternoon. Why do you want to kiss me?”
“Because Lauren, like most other girls, is an easy catch.” After telling me this in the most nonchalant way, he made a dramatic pause. “You, on the other hand, challenged me today—and in front of my friends, too.”
“So you want me because you can’t have me?”
“Who says I can’t have you?”
“I do.”
“Oh, okay. So yes, then I definitely want you.”
His logic made me laugh, but there was more frustration than humor ringing in it. “You need to understand that I could never kiss a guy without having true feelings for him…which I don’t have for you, Chris.”
“Really?” His voice went up like he was scrunching up his face. “I’ve kissed more than twenty girls the past few months, and it was lots of fun. But not one of them made me feel anything. Well, other than—”
“Stop it!” I shouted, squeezing my eyes shut. “I don’t want to hear it.”
“Okay, okay,” he laughed. “Anyway, there’s another reason why I want you.”
“What’s that?”
“You looked way hot in that dress today. Definitely not like a geek, which should answer your question to begin with.” I thought he couldn’t sound any more seductive than that, but a moment later, he proved me wrong, as his voice dropped another notch and picked up a layer of heat. “If I’d been the one driving you home tonight, I would have kissed you. And you would have liked it.”
Chills ran down my back and arms like a melting scoop of ice cream. Not unpleasant, but awkward, anyway.
“Sleep tight, sweetness,” he breathed and hung up.