Archives for September 2015

You’re a writer? What?

“What are you doing out here? Writing a novel?”

“Why, yes. Yes, I am.”

I was asked that question yesterday. I sat at a small round table inside my gym’s lobby. I always position myself right in front of the workout room’s double doors because if I move closer to the end of the hall, there is a possibility my child in the Child Watch facility will see me through the windows. If that happens, I might as well forget using one of my workout hours for writing.

So, I sat there, typing away, and my spray tan lady walks out of the weight room. Jokingly, she remarks, “What are you doing out here? Writing a novel?” When I tell her yes, pure shock takes over her face. When I minimize my screen and show her my book covers, I can tell I’ve really impressed her. Now, if I make the NYT Bestsellers list, we might be friend’s for life. That would be okay with me. She’s pretty nice.

But, let me tell you, I do dream of that day when I make the NYT list. Being a writer may be perceived as cool. Heck, I’ve always thought I was pretty cool. I think other’s are just starting to realize it. But, as cool as being a writer, being published, or even being on the NYT list may be, that cool status isn’t going to happen with out good old-fashioned hard work to back it up. While most of you are enjoying your last hours of slumber, I’m up, yawning and hoping the coffee will kick in soon. While, you guys are in board meetings, or out to lunch with friends, I’m sitting on my couch, computer in lap and more coffee in hand. And, while you guys are probably enjoying your late night television or evening drama’s, I’m sitting, computer in lap, glasses on, trying to move the story farther along on the page.

Because no matter how “cool” being a writer may seem to an outsider, if you’re a writer, you know. It’s addicting, it’s time consuming, but when success is met and dream’s come true, there is no greater feeling.

Have a great day, everyone!

Erin Bevan

Thursday Threads, My Buddy Claire is up!

Today is Thursday Threads and I’m so happy to share today’s guest author. Claire Gem is a dear friend of mine who has helped me see the light of some of my writing problems. She’s an awesome author. Read her book! You won’t regret it.

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SMP title: Phantom Traces
Heat Level: Simmering? There are two love scenes, open door.
Genre: Contemporary w/paranormal elements

Blurb:

A hunky history professor in a tweed jacket, a cheeky Goth chick, and a pipe-smoking, book-hurling ghost. Put them all together in an antiquated library and, well…

Professor Jack Wood’s silver-streaked hair definitely ages him, and he can thank Killer Dawn for that. He won’t be falling into the love trap again anytime real soon. But this new librarian has him curious, with her head-to-toe black Goth garb, piercings, and a defiant attitude to match. Definitely not his type of girl, but still…

Abigail Stryker’s got her work cut out for her. The last two librarians didn’t last a month before airborne books chased them off. But Abby’s determined to make her new life a go – and to stay as far away from older men as possible. Once was enough. Might be tough to do when the library’s best patron is none other than dreamy-eyed Jack Wood. And it seems the eccentric ghost may have taken a shine to her as well.

Excerpt:

At that moment, the lights in the building flickered, dropping dim and pale. They pulsed for a beat, then went completely out. It was still light outside, though the fading twilight cast the interior into near blackness.

“What the . . .” She looked around, wrapping her arms around herself and instinctively moving a step closer to Jack.

“Oh, that’s not unusual around here.” His voice was calm and reassuring. “Blue Ridge Power is infamous for testing transformers at the darnedest times of day.”

By the time he finished speaking, the lights began to glow, then steadily increased until they were fully illuminated. He grinned over at her. “At least it doesn’t last long.”

His killer smile shot a jitter through her middle again. She smiled back but found she couldn’t hold his gaze long without feeling as if she had a fever coming on. She turned away.

“I’d better let you get to work,” she mumbled, then scooted around the reception desk and into the back room.

Tea. I just need a cup of peppermint tea to get my mind back where it belongs.

As she stood in the small anteroom, she could feel Jack watching her from his seat across the way. She dunked the tea bag in the steaming water for way longer than necessary. As the pale green essence oozed into the water, all she could think of was how the hue almost matched the color of his eyes.

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Erin Bevan

OMG It’s Thursday Again!

It’s Thursday Threads time. I can not believe an entire week has gotten away from me without blogging. We’ll I make no promises, but I’ll try to be better. Anyway, today, we have Rachel Sharpe with her latest and greatest. Read on to see what it is! Cool cover, huh?

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TITLE: LOST DISTINCTION
AUTHOR: Rachel Sharpe
Genre: Romantic Suspense

“It all started with a favor…”

When private investigator Jordan James agreed to search for the missing son of a U.S. Ambassador, she didn’t realize she was walking into a case one hundred years in the making. The deeper she delves into this unusual assignment, the more shocking, and the more dangerous, it becomes. With time running out and lives at stake, Jordan must race to identify the culprit of an elaborate plot while also uncovering a far more personal truth too intimate to ignore…

”LOST DISTINCTION” Available Now on Amazon!

Excerpt:

“So, when was the last time you saw Arthur?” I asked as the guys cheered when one of Stuart’s sons scored a touchdown with George’s help.

Michelle stared past the men. “I guess the last time I saw him was at Easter. Since Mr. and Mrs. Cross couldn’t make it back from London in time, we went over to Stuart’s house in Falmouth. I was surprised to see him there.”

“Why? Does he usually avoid family holidays?”

She clapped when Rick carried one of the twins over the “goal line” for a touchdown. She looked back at me and shrugged. “To be honest, I haven’t seen Arthur many times in all the years I’ve been married to Eddie. He lives and works in Middletown but just always seems too busy to come around. Eddie never gave me specifics, but I think Arthur tries to stay away from his family for some reason.”

“He didn’t say why?”

“No,” she shook her head. “Can’t say I blame him…”

I found myself more confused every time I learned more about this situation. As I sat there, I considered all the things I knew as fact. First, Arthur Cross was missing and had been missing for several days. Second, his family was concerned enough about his disappearance that they felt it necessary for his parents to fly in from London, but they did not want to involve the police as it might generate unwanted publicity. Third, they were going to a lot of trouble pretending like nothing was wrong.

I looked across the yard and saw the Crosses watching their children and grandchildren with absolute enjoyment. The last thing I knew was by far the most troubling fact of all. As I sat there, it became crystal clear that this family was hiding a secret. What I didn’t know at the time was how great the secret was and how many lives its revelation would affect, including my own.

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You can also check out Rachel Sharpe’s other book “COLD AMBITION”  , and be on the look out for “RETRIBUTION” coming this Fall from Soul Mate Publishing!

Visit Rachel on her Website or through Facebook or Twitter.

Erin Bevan