April-Did You Know?

When we think of April the first thing that may come to mind is April Fools’ Day. The day we all gather around playing tricks on each other, or open up our web browsers to discover Apple/Google/or some other web giant has invented a scratch and sniff app, only to scratch and sniff our screens and realize how much of a complete moron we look like for smelling our phones seconds after the act has already happened.

The history of April Fools’ Day is somewhat sketchy.  The “holiday” could be derived from a number of sources. One being the change of the Julian Calendar to the Gregorian Calendar which moved the New Years celebration from the end of March-first of April to January 1. Those few people who were behind the times still celebrating on the first of April were called April Fish and sent fake presents. (That would be me!)

And there is also the believe that April Fools’ Day started as more of a prank from Mother Nature as her weather is so unpredictable in the spring. Is it hot? Is it cold? We never know. Stick your hand outside and find out.

But, besides the celebration of April Fools’ Day, Arbor Day, the beginning of baseball, and the blooming of beautiful flowers, April is also known to be named for Aphrodite, or the Goddess of Love. Said to be born from the castrated genitals of the Sky-God Ouranos (I bet she didn’t tell many people where her birthplace was), she represents romance, love, flirtation, seduction, and beauty. What better month for a romance writer? So, I declare April should also be known as Read a Romance Book Month! Maybe it’s a trend we can start. Who’s with me?

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Erin Bevan

I’m not alone

Wow. It’s been almost two months since I have posted anything on here. Where has the time gone? I’ve been so busy with the hustle and bustle of editing and being a mom that I think I have forgotten how to write anything. And, I’ll be honest, it’s frustrating. It is frustrating being so busy and feeling like you’re being pulled in fifty different directions and accomplishing a big bunch of nothing in the process.

I read an interesting fact yesterday. I read that with the advancements of technology our attention spans have decreased to a whopping eight seconds. You read that right. That is if you are still reading this and I haven’t lost your attention yet. Eight seconds. Let that sink in. No wonder I feel like I am getting nothing done. My attention span is shorter than that of a goldfish.

And this morning as I finished my workout and decided I wanted to use the rest of my allotted child watch time at the gym, working on my computer, I asked to sit at a table with another woman on her computer. She happily moved her stuff over so I could join her, and she said something–something I have felt time and time again, but thought I was the only one. She said her child watch time was too precious to waste, nap times were always uncertain, and she needed to use every second of her day to her advantage. And inside I screamed a glorious YES, someone who understands. And then, a little part of me thought– maybe we should all just slow down.

Easier said than done, I know.

So, I’ll leave you with a Bible verse because sometimes when life gets tough-I just need a little Jesus to help me.

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For The Love of Books Blog Hop!

I love blog hops! It’s a chance to get to know more writers, readers, and find new book boyfriends…er… I mean, friends, because I have a husband and all. *Blushes*

But, you get my point, and I am so happy you are here visiting me on my blog. In fact, to show you how happy I am, I’m hosting a giveaway! I’m giving away 5 codes to download an Audible version of my short Valentine’s Day story called Text Me. A sweet novella that goes along with The Wild Rose Press’s Candy Hearts Romance Series. I do hope you love the story. Good luck, and hop on!

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When Erika’s ex becomes her boss less than a year after dumping her by text, she gets desperate to find a date to the corporate Valentine’s dance so he doesn’t suspect she still has feelings for him. Though not a fan of texting for the obvious reason, she doesn’t have much choice but to tap the keypad in order to gain the attention of the only viable candidate from the classified ads.

Grayson made the mistake of listening to his brother a year ago and has regretted what he did to Erika ever since. But his brother’s next suggestion just might be his salvation when he takes out an ad for a Valentine’s date…and Erika answers.

Using a pseudo name and keeping contact to text messages only, Grayson’s plans to make Erika fall back in love with him appears to be working…until the date of the dance draws near, and she pushes a meeting—face to face.

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I Lost My Heart Last Week

I did. I fell in love with a place I had never been before. I traveled to Crested Butte, Colorado with my husband on a business trip. Thrilled to get to take this trip with him, I honestly didn’t care where we were going. As long as we were going together, and a week away from the kids, I was game. And while I knew we were traveling to Colorado, and I knew it was winter, and I had even been there before several years ago, what I was still a little naive about was just how cold it would be. Despite my friends warning me. Seeing 7 degrees on my phone and feeling 7 degrees are two very different things. Especially, when you are checking the temperatures from sunny and 75 Houston, Texas.

When we arrived at the Gunnison airport, the snow piles–piles taller than myself–amazed me, and I realized my daughter’s dream of me making a snow angel and taking a picture for her was slim. I knew the minute I tried to lay in the white, soft pile I would just sink to the bottom, to a six feet under frozen death. (Luckily that didn’t happen.) Still, I was determined to make it happen.

Upon landing, we loaded into a shuttle and traveled the forty-five minute trek to Crested Butte. The longer we rode up the mountain the more my head spun from the altitude. Another thing my friends tried to warn me about. Still, hearing it, and experiencing it are two very different things. On the drive, all I could think about was getting into my hotel room and getting something to eat. Forget the snow, forget the cold, I just needed a muffin and an Advil! Stat!

But, finally, after our bodies had a short time to adjust to the altitude, we ventured out and explored the pleasant, quaint town of Crested Butte. A town discovered in the late 1800’s as a coal miners paradise, Crested Butte has enough charm and history to pull at almost anyone’s heart. I spent the week walking up and down Crested Butte’s famous Elk Avenue with some of the other spouses on the business trip. *Shout out to Carrie, Kim, Alison, Rita, and many of you other beautiful ladies.* We popped into little art shops, coffee shops, and ate some delicious pizza at the number one pizza joint in the town.

I got to go horseback riding, tried snow skiing (maybe not the sport for me), and got to take an amazing history tour with Glow, one of the long-time town natives. Glow was wonderful and kind, informing us of the famous history that made Crested Butte what it is today. In fact, her tour inspired me so much, my wheels began to turn, and I now have an outline for a new novel. Thank you, Glow!

By the end of our trip, I was sad to leave the place that had rooted itself deep in my heart, but happy to get home to my babies. With temperatures in the negatives, the warm Houston sunshine felt good on my skin when Mr. B and I arrived home. Still, while I’m here in Houston, my heart dreams and longs for the beautiful snowcapped mountains of Colorado. A place someone could easily get lost in with all of it’s beauty and charm.

Here are a few pictures. More to come in the next few weeks!

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Angela Archer’s January Book Review

L. Virelli takes the reader on a deeply emotional journey in her character driven novel about the Whitaker family. Ava and Meg are married to the dysfunctional Whitaker brothers who neglect their wives needs. Starving for affection, the women meet other men who can satisfy their hunger. Unlike their husbands, these other men support their […]

via January Book Review ~ Whit’s End by L.R. Virelli #amreading #Kindle #KindleUnlimited #familysaga — Angela Christina Archer

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Weird National Holidays

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Everyone talks about the disappointment of January. For three months we’ve been surrounded with the glitz and glamor of the holidays then comes January. A month full of cold weather with not much else to look forward to.

But rejoice! There is some good, and some reasons to celebrate in January, and I’m going to share them with you now. Granted, these “holidays” are for the United States, but if you are reading from another country, have no fear! We won’t mind sharing our special “holidays” with you as well!

So, without further ado, here is a reason to celebrate everyday this week!

Monday, January 23– National Pie Day. That’s right. Cut yourself a piece, it’s a holiday after all and a Monday. You deserve it!

Tuesday, January 24– National Compliment Day. You look fabulous, sitting there, reading this blog. You should do it more often!

Wednesday, January 25– National Opposite Day. I’m not really sure what you would do on this day. Maybe wear your socks on your hands? I don’t know!

Thursday, January 26– National Spouse’s Day. Spend a little extra time with your honey today; they deserve it.

Friday, January 27– National Punch the Clock Day. That should really be on a Monday, so how about we celebrate National Chocolate Cake Day instead! Yeah, I think that’s a better idea. Besides, it’s Friday. Relax a little. You’ve had a hard week. You deserve a piece of cake.

Saturday, January 28– National Data Privacy Day. You think Google and Amazon got the memo?

Sunday, January 29– National Puzzle Day AND National Corn Chip Day. How about celebrating by working a puzzle while eating corn chips. Best of both worlds right there!

So, see! There are some good things to January besides cold weather and crazy political rants on television. Go out, have a great week, and eat some cake! You deserve it.

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Giveaway! Audible TEXT ME Download.

Who doesn’t love a giveaway? I know I do, and today I am giving away 10 Audible downloads of my Valentine’s short story, TEXT ME. Did you read that guys! TEN! Yay!

That’s some amazing chances to win with so many copies being given away! If you have a two hour commute somewhere then you have plenty of time to listen to my sweet, contemporary romance to get you in the mood for Valentine’s Day!

This could also make a great gift to someone you love. Guys! You could give this to your sweetie, or ladies, maybe you have a mother, grandmother, or daughter you want to get something for? This short story is appropriate for all ages! But to be on the safe side, I’ll say 18 and up.

Enter below for your chance to win, and in 13 days, I’ll let the winners know by email. Good luck!!
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Enjoying the Rain.

Enjoy the rain y'all!

Man, oh man, can you believe half of January is already gone? I know, time flies doesn’t it? Well, it does when you have a whole lot of things to do in that time, it seems. But, as I sit here, typing this blog post there is rain steadily falling outside my office window, the house is dark and quiet because my boys are napping, and I have a warm cup of coffee at my side. Really, time’s like these I savor. Just a moment, a moment of peace, of silence, and a moment of thankful praises that I am not outside getting drenched in that rain. Or in some of y’alls cases January snow, but we don’t get much of that in Texas.

What I should be doing is using the last twenty minutes of my time before my daughter gets home and spending it on my next novel. I know I should, but my heart isn’t in it today. Today, my heart is telling me to slow down, take it easy, and enjoy your surroundings.  I’m thankful the hustle and bustle of Christmas is over, and I’m joyful I can surround myself in things I love: my children, my coffee, and my kindle. Because there is nothing better than a warm cup of coffee and a good book on a rainy afternoon. If you need something to warm you up on a cold January day, I’ve got a couple of good-looking cowboys waiting to sweep you off your feet!

Enjoy the rain, y’all!

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Book Hounds Blog Hop!

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Hello Midwinter’s Eve Blog Hoppers! I’m so glad you hopped on over to my page, and as a token of my appreciation you are more than welcome to sign up for a chance to win a copy of my latest release, Wrapped Up In You. A fun, lighthearted Christmas story just in time for…you guessed it, Christmas! And if you don’t want a paperback you can click on the book image to purchase your e-book copy! Enjoy and Merry Christmas!

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Princess Jenny Claus has thirty suitors to choose from to take on the role of Santa and her husband, and only three weeks to do it. When an outsider crashes into and destroys the toy factory, her Gala and the prospect of Christmas for children everywhere are ruined.

Logan Moss awakens from his plane crash, suffering from partial amnesia. Surrounded by a world he always considered make believe, he has a hard time accepting his new surroundings. Except for one snow princess who he’s deeply fascinated with. And when Logan realizes she only has three weeks to pick a husband, he begins to feel compelled to be that man. Problem is, he can’t remember if he has a wife.

With Christmas getting closer, Jenny has to make the hardest decision of her life…duty or love.

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A little…obsessed.

So, I might be slightly, a little, maybe, perhaps, obsessive about things. I mean not much. Just a little. Like many families in America this weekend, we put up our Christmas tree. Yay! Tree is up. But it wasn’t so yay for me. In fact, it was kinda of blah. Last year, I decided I wanted all new. I bought new ornaments, new tree, new, new, new!  And I put it all together going with a white and red theme, and when I finished I felt like my tree looked a little too much like Cupid was going to come shoot me in the butt with his arrow versus Santa leaving a sack full of presents behind. But I’d already spent all this money. I wasn’t going to change it. So I left it, and I was semi-happy with it. Semi.

This year, I put up that same “new” tree with those same “new” ornaments, and I stared at it. And worse than last year, this 9-foot giant didn’t settle well with me. This heavy feeling sat on my chest as if the tree had fallen on top of me, and I knew I couldn’t look at that “new” tree for a solid month in it’s state. I just couldn’t. (First world problems, I know!)

My tree reminded me of my current work-in-progress story. Under all that built up pressure of something being wrong, I knew there could be greatness, but I wasn’t seeing it… yet.

So, naturally, like any work-in-progress of mine, I lost sleep over it. I wake up at 1 am and decided to stare at Pinterest and read articles about what makes a fantastic Christmas tree because that’s what crazy people do. And the next morning, I hit the store, buying even more new ornaments because if it’s in my power to make it great, it will be great. Just call me Donald Trump. So I spent another whole day fluffing and fussing over my tree like the obsessive person that I am, and now, now, it’s beautiful. At least to me and my daughter who talked about putting up the Christmas tree since before Thanksgiving (and who of course, didn’t really help that much. Granted, she’s six. What did I expect?)

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And now that my tree dilemma is settled, it’s time to go back to my work-in-progress. I have a feeling I might be losing a lot more sleep.

Happy Holidays, Everyone!

 

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