2013 Best Paranormal Book of the Year Nominee!!!

Precious Anathema has been nominated for the 2013 Best Paranormal book, by YATR!! It made it through the first round, and over 50 other nominee's to the Final round and now three of us are left. Voting ends on 12/31 @ 5:00pm. This is a HUGE honor for me, I have been jumping around like a schoolgirl at a boy band concert, and find myself checking the site often to make sure it has not been a dream. I really found my voice as an author with this book and thank everyone who has voted, and fallen in love with Delilah, Xander, Lukin and so many other unique characters in this series.
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Book Three Tease

With a trilogy almost finished, 

a new book in the works 

and 

a possible collaboration in the making 

I am a very busy lady these days. 

Book three looks like it will be out 

by the beginning of April for purchase,

 and my next book this summer. 

Never a dull moment it seems. 

Today I wanted to share with you 

a little tease into book three, 

to keep my readers guessing :) 

Hope you enjoy it.

“Hey Jelly, don’t look so sad.” I looked up and saw Zach smiling at me.

“What did I do Zach?” Sitting next to me, he took my hand and pulled me close.

“You did exactly what scared and lonely people do, you looked for a connection honey that’s all, you didn’t find it but that doesn’t mean you should give up.” Then he sat me up and wiped my tears, looking me in the eye.

“That does not mean that you should go around sleeping with everyone, but it’s ok that you had sex with Gabriel.  You may not feel like it is right now, but like I have always told you it was going to happen at some point, and now it has and you can move past it.”  I shook my heavy head and cried harder.

“No, Zach after I lied to him and told him I remembered him only instead of being happy he got scared and I don’t know why and I am so mad at myself.” I clenched my fists and yelled as I cried.

“Jelly, listen to me honey. No matter what you discover as you regain your memories know that Gabriel has always had good intentions by you.” I took a deep breath and wiped my nose on my sleeve. I laughed at myself a little that I had not wanted to get snot on him.

“Jelly, I have to ask you something because I have always wanted to ask a girl this question, but how was it?” I laughed even harder; in all the confusing emotions I had forgotten that part.

“It was horrible.” He laughed at me and I hit him. “It’s not funny Zach I am serious. It was awkward and it hurt really badly. I thought I might be able to get through the hurting part and then it was over, just like that.” He laughed even harder.

“Do you believe me now about my sex talk?” Zach used to tell me that sex was like going to war with Vikings, that the man was the Viking army with a battering ram, the woman was the castle gate, and the Vikings would just keep ramming until the gate came down. I always thought he was telling me a scary story, but in truth he was right and it was horrible.

“It was not fun at all, why do people do it if it’s not even fun Zach?” He put his arm around me again and squeezed me tight.

“People do it because someday it won’t be like the Viking story, someday it will be with the right person and it’s beautiful and fills your heart with passion and love.” He picked my face up to look at him. “People do it in search of that one person jelly, the one that completes it all.” I squeezed him as tears ran down my face. I saw lights pulling into the drive and jumped, why would Gabriel come back here tonight? I looked back and Zach was gone, leaving me standing on the porch with tears streaming my face and a trucks headlight in my eyes. I turned for the house to wash my face when I heard a comforting voice behind me.

Music is my Muse :)

It's no secret to those who write, 

or read that books take you to other worlds and can change the way you look at the things around you. 

For me, music creates the images that I write,

 I can hear a song on the radio and in three minutes time have an entire book outlined. 

 Most of the time these stories have been 

overdone, 

or poorly written in hast 

so I toss them aside and wait for the next three minute life changing melody.  

Last week I had one, and the images that started flowing through my mind were amazing and one of a kind. 

 I am happy to say that I know what my next project will be based on a Country song that is not new but I had never heard, the gypsy meoldy 

and 

eerie vocals

sent me into a writing frenzy, and that is what I live for as a writer.

I hope to start this new project in April and have it available for the beginning of summer.  

listen closely, you never know where inspiration will

creep it's way in.

Happy Reading :)

The joy of Coffee

I realized yesterday that I consume over an entire pot of coffee each day,

 and that is the norm.  

Somedays I go over this one pot.  I look onto the days that I have written the most and they are usually a two pot day,

 which breaks down to 24 cups in about 15 hours.

When you think about the statistics of it, I probably am certifiably insane from

the coffee alone.

Then I look at what I write after consuming large amounts of 
coffee

and think,

it's ok if I am

(with a wink and a smile)

Today for instance I have managed to get out five thousand words, and it's not even 

dinner time yet.  This is a good day, and I find that everyday I can find even one

good thing in, a great day!

On that note,

back to writing, back to this great day!

Happy reading everyone :)

New Look

New Book Covers

Very happy with the turn out :)

Happy Reading

Never found Alice...

I spent today not worrying about deadlines, not worrying about word count goals (that I didn't reach after editing by the way) not worrying about worrying and instead I found myself thinking; alot.

I can remember a time in my childhood when I would dream that I could get lost in a book and fall asleep, only to be transported to another world like Alice in Wonderland. Where anything was possible, and even the hurts didn't seem to hurt as bad.  

Today I remember this fondly, because I realize that I have spent most of my adult life still feeling this way about many things in my life. Still hoping that I will fall asleep and maybe, by chance be transported to another world where upon wakening I find myself in the world I wish for.

Maybe that's why I became a writer so many years ago, because I realized along the way that this dream would never come true for me, so maybe I could write the words that help transport others. 

Tonight I am thinking long and hard about tomorrow, and whether or not I am going to fall asleep wishing for that world, or if I am just going to fall asleep knowing that the dream will never be reality no matter how much I try or how optimistic I can be.

That sounds a bit dark, and it is not at all my intention. I am simply growing up and in growing up think I should give up such childish fantasies....

And then I think,

Screw That! with a wink and a smile

HAPPY READING :)

Buy one get one FREE!

TODAY ONLY:

Buy a copy of Wolf Moon's Blue Hour 

and I will send you a coupon for Red Sky At Night 

for free!! 

Hurry 

this offer is only good today :)

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