Monday, March 30, 2015

What's to Come and Writing Plans

Hello all! I have been getting several comments over on Facebook asking about what is coming up next and if I am really leaving the Abyss world after Ollie, Ollie Hex n’ Free comes out (April 15th, preorder is available now!).
The short answer is I am absolutely not leaving the Abyss world. I love the Abyss so I’m definitely planning on continuing with that world. So, let me share with you guys my future plans for the Abyss and more.

The Abyss:

EASY BAKE COVEN: Katrina (and probably other coven members, but Kat for sure) will take over the Easy Bake Coven series as the primary narrators. So the series will continue, but Selene and Cheney will take more of a backseat to other story lines.

THE GUARDIAN/JINN TRILOGIES: While I don’t have plans to have another Olivia and Holden book, you will see them in other series. Most notably with be in Charlie’s NA/YA series. I hadn’t planned on writing this, but writing her short story Without a Map was so much fun, I can’t let it pass be by. So basically Charlie will be 18 and Baker will be 14 in this. So obviously O and H will be around, but probably in more of a frustrated parent capacity, which Holden in this role can be little other than hilarious.

THE SEKHMET SERIES: That’s right, Femi is getting her own series. Not only that, but I am not going to put a limit on how long it will run. Each book will stand alone on its own (about a different bounty hunting case), but there will be storylines that carry through. Think Dresden Files.

STANDALONE SINGLE BOOKS OR SHORT STORIES: I promise I will not neglect Quintus forever. I will give him something (I am just not sure what). Corbin will have his own novel and so will Frost. SY will probably have his own story at some point as well, but for now, I want to keep him a bit of a mystery.


Mysteries:

THE ELLA REYNOLDS SERIES: I know it is long overdue, but I am writing the third Ella book. Its title is Dark Obsession. Ella will be investigating a creepy stalker case. Not only that, but I have at least 3 more books in her series planned.

STANDALONE: I have a serial killer book planned called Dead Inside. I am really excited to write this and already have the beginning written. All I am lacking now is time.
HOLTS HORRORS AND HOAXES: I am crazy excited about this project. It will be a novella series about a paranormal investigative television show (Holt’s Horrors and Hoaxes). Each story will be a different “episode” of the show. It will be a little darker and creepier (hopefully) than my other mysteries but it should still be a lot of fun. Think Alfred Hitchcock Presents meets Ghost Hunters. Also I plan to have the entire “season” written by the time I publish the first one because I want to release a story every Thursday until the first season is finished.


Other:

CHICK LIT/ROMANTIC COMEDY: I have been working on this project in my spare time (which there isn’t a lot of), and I love it. I will publish these books under the name Anne Moody (since they are a departure from what I normally write.) The first series is called Puppy Love. Each book will be about a different girl and each girl will be modeled after (personality wise) a different Jane Austen character. Think Clueless and the Jane Austen Book Club meets Must Love Dogs.



Anyway, these are the projects in the forefront. I have others ideas that for now will just have to wait.

Now it’s our turn to tell me what have I missed? What characters would you like me to give you more from?


-Liz

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Red Hot Lovers Boxed Set

Hey everyone,

My friend Olivia Hardin is in a new box set. Check out the info below!


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These 18 sexy, sweet men will go to the ends of the Earth to win their ladies’ hearts, but will these lovers emerge unbroken?
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Their Second Chance by Milly Taiden - Nick lost the woman he loved to the heartbreak of infertility. One locked door will either leave them broken forever or back together.
p style="color: #141923;">Forever Sheltered by Deanna Roy - A doctor with a secret falls for the unorthodox art therapist at the hospital where he works, sparking a love affair that could destroy both their careers.
Kiss of Memory by V. M. Black - Will has spent his adult life locked in a Victorian sanitarium because he suffers from seizures, but a mysterious baroness offers him a bargain he can't refuse.
The Cowgirl Ropes a Billionaire by Cora Seton - Bella needs money fast, so she enters the reality show, Can You Beat a Billionaire. If she loses, she’ll have to marry him.
What A Girl Wants by Blair Babylon - Rhiannon, brand-new back-up singer in the rock band Killer Valentine, cannot fall in love with any of the band members. Really. She must not. Really.
Beyond Love and Hate by Zoe York - Tall, dark, handsome, and totally infuriating. Beth can't stop thinking about her new colleague. But Finn isn't the guy for her, and they both know it.
Ripped by Olivia Rigal - Lyv wants a life far from her dysfunctional family and their diner. What she gets is an absent rock-star baby daddy and one helluva choice to make.
Ready to Fall by Daisy Prescott - Falling in love is the last thing on John's mind when Diane, a beautiful brunette with her own messy past, moves next door.
My First, My Last by Lacey Silks - Pierced, tattooed and hot as hell, Adrian steps back into Mia's life after 20 years. Mature. More experienced. Intent on reclaiming his first love.
Azure by Chrystalla Thoma - On vacation in Greece, Olivia meets sexy and enigmatic Kai, but Kai belongs to the sea, and the sea won’t let him go, unless Olivia breaks the curse before it’s too late.
Wicked Little Sins by Holly Hood -The more wicked the sin, the deadlier it can be. Home for the funeral of their mother, four siblings unearth more than they bargained for.
The Royal Elite by Danielle Bourdon - Ahsan-Sheikh Ahsan Afshar, an arrogant, seductive rogue, falls for a woman whose deadly secrets could tear them apart.
All for Hope by Olivia Hardin - Brennan didn’t want to be the love of Hope's life. He wasn’t the man she needed. But sometimes the safest distance between two hearts is none at all.
High Risk Love by S.J. Mayer - Risking it all for the one who could shatter her heart completely? Bad idea. Yet Jasmine can't stay away from Jet any more than he can from her.
Rush by Violet Vaughn - Olympic hopeful Gretchen is all for a sex only relationship. But when it races out of control, love isn’t the only devastation that threatens her chance for gold.
First Taste by Mira Bailee - Cautious Olivia has no interest in the lives of celebrities until Devon Stone—sexy tabloid favorite—insists she cater a party at his mansion.
The Perfect Someday by Beverly Preston - Tracy lives by a strict moral code, but one masked night with a handsome Italian who entices her deepest desires changes everything.
St. Charles at Dusk by Sarah M. Cradit - Set amidst the lush and vibrant backdrop of New Orleans, Oz and Adrienne must survive forbidden love and startling heartbreak.
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Friday, February 27, 2015

#FlashFiction Friday #bravewriting

It's time once again for my weekly writing exercise. Here was today's challenge.

First line: He had enjoyed ten years of being totally irresponsible. (randomly generated line)
Last line: “Yes,” I said. “Isn’t it pretty to think so?” (~Ernest Hemingway)
Exercise: Construct a character who is not present.

He had enjoyed ten years of being totally irresponsible. His visits were scattered whirlwinds of excitement and promise that always fell just short of expectations. In the decade since my dad left, I changed, my mom changed, and the world changed, but he stayed the same. Always a boyish grin and quick joke to distract from any semblance of real conversation—Heaven forbid we get too deep.
At first I believed he would come back and stay. Why wouldn’t he? He was my dad. So his first visit was hardest. It had been over six months then without warning one day there he was outside of school leaning against an old rusted brown car with sunglasses and a smile I had begun to think I imagined.
“Hey, kiddo,” he said. “Did ya miss me?”
I dropped my backpack and flung myself into his waiting arms. He was home. I was right and everyone else had been wrong. He came back. The rest of the day was a blur of sugar, games, and brightly colored lights, which ended in a stomach ache and my mom furious. I fell asleep to the sound of their muffled argument, but still I smiled because my dad was home.  It was two years before I saw him again.
The next time I was a much wiser eight year old. When he breezed back into my life, I hesitated.
“Don’t you recognize your old dad?” he asked.
I stared at him. Nothing had changed except the car he drove, now it was a faded VW bug. But I was different. Hurt does that to a person, it changes them unpredictable ways, but it definitely robs them of their child eyes. I had a new dad now and was cured of my delusions about my real dad staying. But still the trickle of excitement seeped into me and I went with him once again for our day in Never-Never Land.
And so it went on as the years passed. He would always come without warning and be gone hours later. I don’t know what he did or how he survived when he wasn’t here. I didn’t even know where he lived. It could have been a mile or a thousand miles away. Every time he drove a different old car, but he was always happy and made me feel like the center of the universe even if it was just for a few hours.
Mom never said anything after the first time about his visits. She would just accept me home late with a relieved sigh and dry the inevitable teas that came later when he left again. But now she was gone and so was my stepfather. One terrible accident and now the stranger I had worshipped as a kid and tolerated as a teenager was my legal guardian.
“It will be different now,” my friend Emily said.
I gave her a weak smile. “Yes,” I said. “Isn’t it pretty to think so?”

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Slow Cooker Taco Soup

I am going to be throwing some recipes and you guys (possibly) in the future. I have been enamored with food and cooking and am trying to move that toward healthy eating, so I am now officially that crazy person photographing her food. Anyway, since I couldn't find a recipe I liked for this on a website that I could pin, I wrote down my own recipe that I made last night. It was delightful and the perfect cold weather, snow-in-the-forecast dinner. 
I adapted the recipe from Web MD's recipe (http://www.webmd.com/food-recipes/chill-out-your-appetite-soups-stews?page=3)

Slow Cooker Taco Soup
1 pound lean ground sirloin  or ground turkey 
1 can black beans, drained and rinsed
1 can red kidney beans, drained and rinsed
1 cup fresh or frozen corn kernels
1 cup salsa
2 cups water
2 cans petite diced tomatoes
1 can diced green chiles 
Taco seasoning mix (I make my own and then put it in to taste)
Optional Garnishes (I don't use these. I normally just top mine with some cilantro, but I like it spicy):
Sprinkle of cheese (your choice)
Dollop of Greek Yogurt or sour cream
Cilantro
  • Cook meat until browned. Drain.
  • Mix the ground meat, beans, corn, salsa, water, diced tomatoes, green chiles, and taco seasoning in a slow cooker. Cook for 8 hours.
  • Serve

Friday, February 20, 2015

#FlashFiction Friday

Today's exercise (sorry I was so late posting it).

Writing exercise: Write a “conversation” in which no words are said.
Explanation: This exercise is meant to challenge you to work with gesture, body language (or, as a baseball announcer I heard once misspeak it, body English), all the things we convey to each other without words. We often learn more about characters in stories from the things characters do with their hands than from what they say. It might be best to have some stranger observe this conversation, rather than showing us the thoughts of one of the people involved in the conversation, because the temptation to tell us what the conversation is about is so great from inside the conversation. “I was doing the opposite of Freud,” Desmond Morris says, of his famous book The Naked Ape that first studied the ways humans speak with their bodies. “He listened to people and didn’t watch; I watched people and didn’t listen.” Because of Morris, according to Cassandra Jardine, “when politicians scratch their noses they are now assumed to be lying—and the sight of the Queen [Elizabeth] crossing her legs at the ankles is known to be a signal that her status is too high for her to need to show sexual interest by crossing them further up.” Autistic children cannot understand human conversation even when they understand individual words because they cannot read facial expressions, which is clear evidence of how important other forms of language are.

The door slammed. Paul stalked into the room, jaw tight and chest heaving. He swiped at his tie, tearing it over his head and dropping it on the floor before undoing the top three buttons and walking over to the window. 
Megan slipped silently into the
 room. Paul’s shoulder pulled back and his arms crossed over his chest. Her manicured fingers smoothed over the raw silk top and white pencil skirt as she opened her mouth to speak. 
He shot her the look over his shoulder: mouth in a thin line, sharp cheekbones, and ice cold gaze. Her full lips closed and eyes filled with tears that never made it the heavy black mascara. Paul turned back to the window staring out past the bright lights to the black endless sky. 
She moved toward him slipping off her shoes as she went. With a sigh, her hand brushed against his arm. He stilled at her touch and she held her breath. When he didn’t remove her hand, it climbed to his shoulder and she moved closer until her chin nearly rested against him. 
Still he stared out the window, jaw tight and lips thin. Megan stared into the corded muscle of his neck, her soft breath whistling against this collar. Silence roared through the room creating a chasm between them. A tear rolled down her cheek and she drew in a shaky breath. 
Paul’s hand covered hers.

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

#CurrentlyReading Not Quite Mind by Catherine Bybee

So I have been on a contemporary/chick lit sort of kick recently. This book, Not Quite Mine, is about a rather spoiled rich party girl, Katie, who finds a baby on her doorstep and it changes her life. It is sweet and fun and sometimes funny.

Basically, Katelyn's brother is getting married and with the wedding comes an old, long lost flame back into her life, Dean. Then she finds the baby about the time she is ready to make some changes. But instead of calling the police and turning the child over, she decides to keep it and hide the fact from everyone who knows her.

She lets them think that her lack of sleep, erratic behavior is all because she is partying too much. Having promised her brother he would look after her, Dean starts to get suspicious and eventually finds out about the child. But will the baby pull them closer together or push them further away?

Friday, February 13, 2015

#FlashFiction Friday #BraveWriting


Who's ready for a story/challenge? Just in time for Valentine's Day something romantic....ahahaha I kid. 

Here it is:

Today's flash fiction:Write a 500 word scene where the character experiences a visceral (instinctive and out of their control) reaction to something that is happening.





A hard lump formed in my throat at the base of my neck just above the collar bones. My fingers skimmed the spot expecting to find physical proof of its existence, but all I felt was soft skin. From there my ribs seemed to pull in with sheer and utter panic and my mouth was completely dry, but all I could do was stare out of the window. 

“What a shame the poor bride’s groom is a whore,” repeated over and over in my head as I watched him with her below. They couldn’t even give me one day. No. That wasn’t the right response. 

She tried to leave and he took her hand. I braced myself against the window frame as my knees threatened to give out and the tops of my cheeks burned. He pulled her back to him. The dull ache in my heart throbbed out through the rest of my body. His lips possessed hers as his hand crushed the delicate silk of her dress. I forgot to breathe. She pulled back, shaking her head as I drew in a gasping breath and copious amounts of cool anger that made my hands shake, but strengthened the rest of me. This was my day. Nothing was taking it from me. 

Stepping back from the window, I stood in front of the mirror staring into my own eyes. It would all be okay. Better a tragic widow than a fool of a wife. The color in my cheeks slowly drained with breath. 

There. I was perfect again.



-Liz
 
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