Monthly Archives: November 2012

This year, I’m thankful for writers, and my neocortex. What about you?

Hi guys …

So, here’s a picture of the inside of your brain:

Nice right, all that disgusting pink macaroni?

And here is a picture of the inside  of a writer’s brain:

If you are a writer, I’m sorry, but you know it’s true

Regardless, it’s that pink macaroni (on fire or not) that I am thankful for this year. Oh, I know what you’re thinking. A. She’s weird. (True dat) and B. WTH?

I’m doing research for my new young adult novel. I believe in working hard for my readers. If I ask you to suspend belief as I write the unbelievable, then I better root my lies in some basic truths so there’s a tiny shred of plausibility to follow, make sense?

So I find that the reason I care and the creativity that exists within me and you, for that matter, comes from our little friend here, the neocortex.

It deals with patience…

… and every writer knows you need patience to finish a novel. We have loads of it. (cough)

The neocortex deals with creativity, imagination, problem solving, abstract thought …

All that crap intelligent processing goes into writing a good story. Stands to reason, does it not?

Authors dream up interesting characters and put them in impossible storylines they then have to be savvy enough to get them out of in one piece.

Or not. Maybe it’s a tragedy, who knows? Either takes some serious brain power!

Point is, I have read some amazing novels this year from truly gifted authors. Books that make me want to throw my laptop against the wall, confess I’m a total poser in comparison to their brilliance and wish I had their talent … but I digress. Toward the end of the year, I’ll post my top favorite books for 2012. Today, I just want to say I’m thankful to people who write. For their exceptional brains. That they are willing to lay bare a piece of their soul and present it for the masses to inspect and peruse, to read and review, in all its raw, dazzling beauty or epic failure. They are all heroes to me.

Anything you dig out of your heart with a spoon and show the world takes courage. Be it writing or acting or music or dance or any other form of expression. Wild applause to you, my friends, if it’s your passion, never stop trying. Never ever give up. When you master your gift and use the gray matter within to its fullest capacity, with all that unlimited ability unleashed, the world will thank you.

I already am, and I’m taking this moment to say so.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone.

And just if you want to … drop me a line and tell me what you’re thankful for this year. I’d love to hear from you.

Cover reveal for Stephanie Lawton’s SHRAPNEL is here!

Oooh, gorgeous right?

What it’s about:

It’s been six years since Dylanie and her family visited a Civil War site and the place came alive with cannon fire. Problem was, no one could hear it but her.

Now she’s sixteen, her dad’s moved out, her mom’s come out of the closet and Dylan’s got a spot on Paranormal Teen, a reality TV show filming at historic Oakleigh Mansion. She’ll spend a weekend with two other psychic teens—Jake and Ashley—learning how to control her abilities.

None of them realized how much their emotional baggage would put them at the mercy of Oakleigh’s resident spirits, or that they’d find themselves pawns in the 150-year-old battle for the South’s legendary Confederate gold. Each must conquer their personal ghosts to face down Jackson, a seductive spirit who will do anything to protect the gold’s current location and avenge a heinous attack that destroyed his family.

Can’t wait to read it? We know how you feel!!!!

Author bio:

After collecting a couple English degrees in the Midwest, Stephanie Lawton suddenly awoke in the deepest reaches of the Deep South. Culture shock inspired her to write about Mobile, Alabama, her adopted city, and all the ways Southern culture, history and attitudes seduce the unsuspecting.

A lover of all things gothic, she can often be spotted photographing old cemeteries, historic buildings and, ironically, the beautiful beaches of the Gulf Coast. She also has a tendency to psychoanalyze people, which comes in handy when creating character profiles.

Find out more!

Publication date: January 2013 by Evernight Teen:
Author website:

So, what do you think? Would you read it? Leave a comment and let me know!

Character Interview with Mackenzie Thorne from After Dark

After Dark (The 19th Year, #1)

Me: ‘Hey Everybody! Today I am thrilled to have Mackenzie Thorne in the blog studio for an interview. She’s the Main character from Emi Gayle’s debut book, After Dark. Come on in, Ms. Thorne.’  *cheering* ‘Welcome, Mac. Er, can I call you Mac?’

Mac: ‘Please do. I really hate all the other names people like to call me’.

Me: ‘We’re so excited you could make it. I know you’ve been busy hanging out in graveyards and figuring out what paranormal creature you want to be once you hit the awesome age of nineteen. So, I’ve been running over my fact sheet … let’s see … Senior in high school? Check. Single? You are single, right?’

Mac: ‘Of course.’

Me: ‘Under race it says, er … Changeling. from your dark hair, I would have guessed your heritage Italian or Portuguese myself. Hmm. Changeling, is that somewhere in  Australia?’ Mac sits forward, learning toward me a little, her head cocked in my direction.

Mac: ‘New Zealand. Where else?’

Winn: ‘Don’t listen to her.’ Winn ( the hero) chimes in from where he’s sitting right next to Mac. ‘A Changeling is a creature who can, until her nineteenth birthday, choose any supernatural form that exists and change into it. Mac though, she’s from right here in the U.S.A, Rune, North Caroline to be exact. She’s not that different that you or I.’

Me: ‘Oh. Okay, not New Zealand, then. Very funny, Mac. Thanks for being here, Winn.’

Mac: ‘You’re absolutely welcome.’  He shifts his glasses, pushing them up his nose.

Me: ‘My notes describe Winn as a sort of brainiac-geek.’ I glance over at the handsome blond boy. ‘I don’t see that at all, do you, Mac?’

Mac: She turns toward him and back to me. ‘Of course I do.’

Me: I mean, he may be smart but he’s totally hot and adorable …

Mac snorts a laugh.

Me: ‘… and  I just said that out loud didn’t I?’

Winn’s cheeks pink-up.

Me: ‘Aw Sheeze. Sorry.  Anyway, Winn, can you tell us how you met Mac, and how you got mixed up in this whole business?’

Winn: This time, he takes off his glasses, big deep brown eyes starting back at me. ‘We met at school, though getting mixed up in the whole business is another story. Let’s just say, I’m kinda bound not to talk about it, but well … if we hadn’t been paired up for the school project, I’m 100% sure nothing would have happened between us.’

Mac snorts another laugh.

Winn: ‘What?’ He turns to her.

Mac: ‘Nothing. Carry on.’

Me: So something has definitely happened between you two, then? Are you a couple?

‘Yes. No.’

Me: ‘Hmmm.’

The two turn toward each other. Definitely a couple.

Me: ‘Changing into any supernatural form that exists sounds like a blast, Mac. Until you have to settle on just one. Do you like any one form more than another?’

Mac: ‘Good god, no. They all suck for various reasons.’

Me: ‘I suppose you have people trying to influence you. Your family perhaps?’

Winn: ‘They can’t influence her. That’s part of why her parents are who they are. The council does no influencing either. It’s all part of the rules.’

Me: ‘And what the heck happens if you don’t choose by nineteen? Do you turn into a pumpkin at midnight? Ha ha.’ *I clear my throat.* ‘Sorry.’

Mac raises an eyebrow. ‘A pumpkin? Why would I turn into a pumpkin?’

Winn: It’s a fairytale story … where Cinderella has to return from the ball … Winn stops and rolls his eyes and faces me. She’s not much into fairytales. Anyway, you know that’s a good question. And soon, I’m going to find out because now … that’s my job. He gives me a definite head nod.

Me: ‘Your job? Could you explain that, Winn?’

Winn: ‘For that info, you’ll have to read the book.’ He winks at me, and Mac gives him a friendly punch in the arm. ‘What was that for?’

Mac: ‘You know.’

These two are too cute together.

Me: ‘I imagine her ability is quite rare. All that jumping from form to form must be exhausting, but I don’t suppose there’s any danger.  Uh, is there?’

Mac: ‘Danger? Not for me. Only for you.’ Mac eyes me in a way that makes me wonder … just what supernatural creature she’d picked for this interview.  I hope it’s not a vampire, or hungry.

Me: ‘Ookay? But you probably prefer humans, and a human form, am I right?’ I glance at Winn and swallow as Mac’s forehead creases. Clearly, that’s not the right answer.  ‘I’m still perfectly safe, right? We’re all just friends talking. Why don’t you tell me all about your friends, Mac. How you like to spend your time.’

Mac: ‘Friends? I really don’t do this whole ‘friend’ thing you humans do. Way too clingy. If you can’t manage your own life on your own, what’s the point?’

Suze: ‘Hey! I resemble that remark.’ In has walked one of the strangest looking creatures around, dressed in parachute pants, a Hawaiian shirt and flip flops, I don’t know whether to laugh or bury my head in my hands. Fashionista, Suze is not. ‘I’m your friend, aren’t I, Mac?’ He bats his lashes. ‘Right?’

Mac: ‘Sure, whatever.’

Suze: ‘Goody!’ The clapping that commences can be described none other than by a giddy 2-year old in a six-foot-tall demon suit.

Me: ‘Suze? I have you in my notes as one of Mac’s ‘friends’, so nice you could make it (thought I don’t remember you being invited) Do I even want to ask how you’re involved in all this craziness?’

Suze: ‘I get to have all the fun.’ He grins like the Cheshire cat.

Me: ‘Winn, for my readers at home, can you shed some light on this fellow and how he figures in with Mac choosing which supernatural form she will take?’

Winn: ‘Let’s just say that Suze is … body armor … and like body armor, not all is as it seems. Kevlar is essentially a fabric and can withstand bullets and bullets can pass through metal. Go figure, right? It’s all in how it’s packaged.’

Me: I lean forward in my seat. And you two still aren’t answering my questions, what happens if she doesn’t choose by her ninetieth birthday, and what role does Winn play in the decision, Mac? Why do I get the feeling you’re going to make us read to find out? You are, aren’t’ you?

Suze: ‘Oh yeah, they can’t tell you that. Nooooobody can tell you that. ‘Cause noooooobody knows.’ Suze taunts me like a four year old with a secret.

Me: Well guys, you heard it here first. I guess we’ll have to read After Dark to see what Mac finally decides and how Winn and Suze fit into this tale. Speaking of which, Suze, buddy, can you put the sound man down. We don’t usually lift him by his ankle because he got too close to our guests. *sigh*

Anyway … I know I can’t wait to read this book! Good luck choosing, Mac. It was great to meet you. I don’t envy your decision, although I’ve always been fond of water nymphs myself. I grimace while Suze pets my cats and I turn to Winn, ‘he won’t eat my pets, will he?’ Winn’s shrug does not give me confidence.

Mac, I hope your senior year is great and good luck with picking the whole ‘witch or ghost or zombie’ thing. Thanks for coming and bringing your, uh, friends. Winn is adorable and Suze is … Oh Lord what is he doing now …

So that’s our interview!  How about it, guys? Will you read it to find out what’s going on?

♥ For more info:



In other news: Cover reveal!

Rise of the Magi by Jocelyn Adams

Rise of the Magi

by Jocelyn AdamsRelease Date: June 4, 2013
Target Reader: Adult
Keywords: Fantasy, Fairy

Back of the Book

In a battle of wills, who is strongest? The one who hates or the one who loves?

In a test of faith, who will fight the hardest? The one who has everything to lose or the one who believes only in herself?

For Lila Gray, the answer is both.For the Magi, the questions are pointless since they can’t lose, and they’ve been waiting since before Lila’s birth for this one moment. Lila only needs to find them to understand her entire purpose in life. This time, though, instead of protecting her people, Lila may be leading them all, including her unborn child and the man she loves, to their deaths — and not by accident.

In the ultimate trial of heart and soul, and the conclusion to the Lila Gray series, Lila will learn that the greatest weapon of war is herself, with one ultimate unknown. For which side will she fight?
So, what do you think?  I hope you check it out and love it as much as I do.



Other Books in this series include:

The Glass Mann (#1)

Into the Unknown Anthology – Tempted (#1.5)

Shadowborn (#2)

*** NOTE:  This is an adult paranormal romance series.

Comfort food, does it work with books, too?

Do you have a favorite food? Not just something that tastes good once in a while. I’m talking about your ‘go to’ snack when you feel sick, or crummy. Maybe you got fired, got a D on your mid-term  or  your boyfriend dumped you for your arch rival. That sort of comfort food is totally needed during those times.

Most people have favorites. I know I do. Then I got to thinking … I have books on my shelves that serve the same purpose. When I need a book to hit a certain spot no other can, I have comfort books. I read them over and over, maybe once every year or two. When I miss the characters so much, I just have to visit them again. You know, in case something changed while they were up there hanging out in my bookcase.

 I have books that have left such a huge impression on my heart, I am compelled to get them down and read them again. Maybe I am the biggest cheeseball ever. I mean, it’s not like I don’t know where this tale is going, right? Still, I get a knot in my stomach when the hero and heroine first meet. Don’t you? My heart beats a little faster when they argue, I worry whether or not they’ll get together. And you all know that delicious fluttery feeling you get in your chest when they kiss? Awesomeness. Oh, fess up! Call me a sap all day long, but you know exactly what I’m talking about.

So anyway … I’d love to know what comforts you.

I’m a little blue today. When I am feeling melancholy , I actually like a stormy night, a fablulous book, and a soft blanket. I need a pick me up and the comfort books & food are calling.

Maybe I’ll grab some  chocolate ice cream and eat it while I read. Hmmm.

What about you? Any suggestions for me? What makes you feel better when you’re down? Leave me a comment and let me know!