…full of life…made me laugh out loud… Kindle 5 Star Review
Now that Rhythm is ready for readers to find in both print and digital at Amazon, and is also listed in the Kindle Unlimited program, I’m suffering from launch-day fatigue. You’d think this was my first book. But hey, it feels that way.
For those of you (bless your hearts) who’ve followed me through the years, you know I wandered away from historical romance, into paranormal with my Bitter Creek Holler series, then sampled contemporary romance in two Smoke Inc. novellas last year, Taboo Frequency and Cowboy Burn.
I’ve had a lot on my plate at home (family illnesses) as well as in the authoring world. When my main publisher closed its doors and then was quickly followed by a second, I had to make fast decisions. Quit, find a new publisher, or enter the DIY world. I knew self-publishing would present a lot of work and a skill set I didn’t have. PUblishers were closing their doors faster than I could even get a query written. If I didn’t like writing stories so much, I would have quit. I had to start somewhere, so I started my self-publishing venture by re-publishing my historical Eclipse Heat series. Trust me. It’s been a tough learning curve.
Life and the world in general has evolved, and romance in its many forms, has changed as well. I’ve anazlyzed my books ad nauseum, trying to decide what I want to write, how much sex is too much, and what kind of words written by me, do I want my grandchildren to someday read.
Through all this, I’ve made an odd discovery. Although I’ve stumbled none too gracefully from one genre to another, all my books have one element in common. Humor. When I realized I’ve always gone for the laughs, even in dangerously sexy situations, something inside of me relaxed and I thought, Okay. This part I understand.
So no promises about what genre will find me next. But, for now, I’m invested in my contemporary romance series, Smoke, Inc. It seems doubtful that writing what I love will make me rich. But, it makes me happy. Here’s hoping it will make you smile as well.
Smoke Inc. 4, coming soon…
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Wishing health and happiness to everyone as we wind up 2017. I’ve missed you. It’s been one darn thing after another getting between me and weekend blogging during a pretty tough year. Because of the Champagne and Cowboy Anthology that includes my novella, Cowboy Burn, I managed to keep the Smoke, Inc. series alive. Likewise, Taboo Frequency, my second Smoke, Inc. series novella, appeared in Sable Hunter’s Hell Yeah, Kindle World and has gathered some cross-over readers.
And finally, Rhythm, the third story and first full novel in my Smoke, Inc. series, is ready. I am celebrating because I finished it, got a great cover by cover artist, Kristian Norris, and had time left to have it professionally print and digitally formatted by BB ebooks.
Smoke, Inc. 3 releases on Thursday, December 21st. Marketing has been the last thing on my mind, so… I’m scrambling to roundup Thunderclap Support (see below) and hoping for a decent launch. However it goes, I’m happy with the book and hope I’ve given readers a big smile for the holidays. I’m sharing a Rhythm snippet below.
from Rhythm: “Hold these.” I handed Janie the shoes, reached under my skirt, unhooked the nylons, and began rolling the left one down and off. Maybe he heard my sigh of relief, because as I worked on the second one, Marty turned his head and watched me step barefoot on the carpeted floor.
I bared my teeth at him, daring him to make a crack. He didn’t. His expression remained blank, which made me feel like an exhibitionist.
When he returned to his conversation and stopped gawking at me, I tucked the hundred-dollar bill I’d been palming into a shoe along with the balled nylons. Normally I would have stuck it in my bra, but thanks to the Marilyn dress, I wasn’t wearing one.
BLURB:Businessman and pragmatist, Smoke Inc. CEO, Marty Jones, needs a partner for a charity dance-a-thon. So he hires a Marilyn Monroe look-alike from his building tenant, Maxine’s Baby Doll Escort Service. All he wants is a warm body who can shuffle her feet.
Underneath all her quirks, serial job-hopper, Holly Smith is a tough, no nonsense, kind of woman. She doesn’t date, has two friends, and concentrates most of her time and energy on restoring the old house she bought at auction. But boy, can she shuffle her feet—dancing. When her best friend asks her for help, she agrees to play partner to a local CEO at a charity dance-a-thon.
What could go wrong?
HEY GUYS. BEGGING HELP VIA THUNDERCLAP.
I’m grateful for any support you can lend to my under-planned holiday launch of Rhythm, Smoke, Inc.3.