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SPECIAL GUEST ~ Shannyn Schroeder author of Her Best Shot ~ Giveaway

Please help me welcome Shannyn Schroeder back to the blog today! She’s written a wonderful guest post about research for contemporary romance. I really enjoyed it, mainly because I write contemporary romance as well….she made some great points. Afterward, please check out her latest release HER BEST SHOT! The cover is awesome and the blurb will definitely leave you wanting to read more.

And, please, don’t forget to enter her wonderful giveaway at the end of the post :)

Take it away Shannyn…


A Peek Behind the Curtain…

Research for the contemporary romance

By: Shannyn Schroeder


I write contemporary romance and I’ve heard lots of people say that writing contemporary is easier than writing historical because you don’t have to do any research. Years ago, I might’ve agreed. It’s not that I never used to do any research—it’s just that I wrote about people and places that I was more familiar with. I still found myself detouring to look things up. However, with each new book I write, I find myself doing more and more research. My Hot & Nerdy series is a perfect example.

Her Best Shot is the first novella in the series. Layla makes plans to meet her friend for spring break. Research: Where would college students go on a last minute spring break trip (which means nothing that would require a passport and something close enough that she could drive)? South Padre Island, Texas. Since Layla was driving (from Baltimore, where the NSA is headquartered – more research) to Texas, I had to look at a map to decide where she would break down.

Parts of Layla’s character that I needed to research: her math background, her internship and job offer at the NSA, her education at MIT, funny math-themed T-shirts that she likes to wear. Okay, that last one was just fun research, but still needed for the story. I was an English major. I have no love for math, so trying to write a character who does love it was tough. I learned quite a bit about the NSA and the types of jobs they have, even though this is a relatively small portion of the story. I also needed to think about what kind of car Layla drives and what would cause it to break down that would be easy enough to fix (and worth fixing) but take at least a few days in order to keep her stranded—VW Bug and transmission trouble.

For Phin, I had to do just as much research. Believe it or not, I’m not a gypsy, nor do I know any, but I wanted to make him as authentic as I could, so I needed to research the gypsy culture. (It’s all so interesting that part of me wanted to make this a full-length novel just so I could write more about Phin). I also know very little about playing pool, especially pool tournaments. I spent quite a bit of time learning the rules. Unfortunately, I still can’t play.

The thing about research is that it’s interesting. It can easily draw me away from writing because I’m learning. I also have to be careful to not just dump all of that interesting information into the book. If I did no research, many parts of the story would fall flat and feel empty. I can’t say that I’m an expert on any of the things I researched, but hopefully I learned enough to sell the ideas to readers.



With college graduation looming, three childhood friends vow to make spring break their last blast of pure fun. But at least one of them didn’t count on such incredible heat…

Layla Sharpe is definitely more math ninja than bikini babe, and her future has been calculated with razor precision. Convinced to let loose over spring break, Layla is finally ready to party—until her car breaks down halfway to her destination, leaving her stranded in Georgia with a mouthwateringly hot pool shark. She knows more than enough about angles to learn the game, but this week she wants him to appreciate her curves…
Phin Marks has never met a girl like Layla. She’s more Star Wars geek than seductress, and when he offers her a place to stay while her car is in the shop, he’s counting on the attraction between them to set the nights ablaze, no strings attached. But every moment he spends with Layla makes it harder to let her go. Can he persuade her to gamble in the most dangerous way possible…on forever?



She held her cue in front of her chest, the line bisecting her, making it difficult to do anything other than focus on her breasts. He reread her shirt and began to think about pie. And Layla naked.

“So what’d I do wrong?”


She moved the stick in order to walk, breaking his concentration on her chest. She neared him and asked, “Why did I miss?”

“You got cocky and it cost your concentration. The first two worked, and, although the third shot should’ve been an easy one, you lost your stance and your bridge was sloppy. You didn’t have enough control. You can’t ever spend time thinking about the last shot. Worst case, you focus on the shot at hand. Best case, you think two or three shots ahead.”

She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. “How am I supposed to plan ahead if I don’t know where the balls will land?”

“You predict. Look, if I try to hit the three into the corner, it’s going to push others out of the way. Where are they going to roll? That’s how I’ll set up my next shot. I can force those balls to land where I want based on how I hit them.” He took a swig of his beer. Layla didn’t respond, but she absorbed what he said. He saw the understanding in her eyes and didn’t need the verbal confirmation.

“I want the five to move to the left, so I’m going to hit it on the right side with a little spin. I don’t want it to shoot far, just enough.” He leaned down and took the shot. The three swooshed into the corner pocket, and the five lined up exactly where he wanted.

Layla’s face suddenly brightened. “I got it!” She walked to the opposite corner and rattled off possibilities.

He nodded and then cleared the solids without looking up. Layla didn’t crowd him and she’d stopped flirting. When the eight fell into the pocket, he straightened and laid his cue on the table. Layla didn’t acknowledge him. Her gaze stayed locked on the remaining balls. Maybe she was so competitive that she was a sore loser.

“Can I clear the table?”

Her question surprised him and his face must’ve reflected that.

“I know you won, big surprise, but I think I see the shots I’d take and want to try.”

“Knock yourself out. I’m going to get another beer. You want one?”

“Sure. Thanks.”

Phin went to the bar and grabbed the beers. When he returned, she was racking the balls.

“Another game?” Layla asked.

“Sure. What are we playing for?”

“I’m a poor college student. I’m still not going to pay you twenty dollars.”

“Not confident in your ability, huh?”

“I’m confident in my ability, but you’re a shark. My money’s staying in my pocket.”

Phin moved closer and handed her a beer. “So what do you have in mind?”

She tilted her head, as appeared to be habit, and said, “A kiss. I’ve never kissed a guy with hair longer than mine.”

He reached out and ran his hand over the back of her head, where there wasn’t enough hair to grab. “Not hard to do. Besides, if you want a kiss, all you have to do is ask.”


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Shannyn Schroeder is a former high school and middle school English teacher. She holds a BA in English and MAs in Special Education and Gifted Education. She currently works as an editor for an education company and juggles writing around her kids’ schedules. In her spare time, Shannyn loves to bake and watches far too much TV, especially cop shows. She started her first book on a dare from her husband and has never looked back. She came to reading romance later than many, but lives for the happy ending, and writes contemporary romance because she enjoys the adventure of new love.


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Posted by on September 30, 2014 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights


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BOOK BLAST ~ Skating on Thin Ice : Game on in Seattle #1 by Jami Davenport ~ Giveaway



Jami Davenport presents Game on in Seattle, a new series featuring Seattle sports teams, hot men, and strong women.

He trusts his gut, she trusts her numbers, and neither trusts the other, as a billionaire’s mission to bring hockey to Seattle clashes with his passion for the woman who holds his heart.


Ethan Parker, a billionaire determined to bring a professional hockey to Seattle, will stop at nothing to realize his dream. After signing an agreement to purchase another city’s team, Ethan is anxious to make the move to Seattle, but a gag order by the League forces him to keep the sale a secret until the season ends, leaving him no choice but to go undercover as a consultant to study his team during the playoffs.
Lauren Schneider, Assistant Director of Player Personnel for the Giants hockey team, gets no respect from the team’s testosterone-loaded staff. When Ethan bursts onto the scene, full of charm and genuinely interested in her opinions, she shares the team’s weaknesses and discovers a weakness of her own–for Ethan. But when his true identity is revealed, and he starts cleaning house based on her unwitting input, his betrayal cuts deeply on both a professional and personal level. Bound by an employment contract, Lauren reluctantly moves to Seattle to work for the newly christened Seattle Sockeyes and her sexy, infuriating boss.
Lauren and Ethan must come to terms with their passions–for the team, for hockey, and for each other. Will their situation build a frozen wall between them, or will their love burn hot enough to melt the ice shielding their hearts?


Lauren had stepped over the line. She’d possibly insulted this man, and his blue eyes had blazed, not with anger as much as a challenge, one she didn’t wholly understand.

The next several weeks would be pure, absolute torture. Not only was Ethan an enigma, but he was attractive as hell. With that same sixth sense which made her a wizard at evaluating hockey talent, she sensed there was more to Ethan than he’d revealed. He was hiding something, and that unknown made her uncomfortable and intrigued at the same time, not to mention she was hot for him. She’d be a liar to deny it.

As she pondered this bewildering mess she’d found herself immersed in, Kaley, her friend and the coach’s administrative assistant, peeked around the door. “What did you say to him?”

“Probably too much. I don’t trust his motives.”

Kaley glanced over her shoulder and then back. “You don’t trust anyone’s motives.”

Lauren shrugged. Kaley spoke the truth.

“Did you see the hot guy with him?”

Lauren thought Ethan was pretty damn hot for a businessman, not her normal type. “Uh, I hadn’t noticed.”

Kaley narrowed her eyes and studied Lauren. “Don’t you dare go crushing on Ethan. He’s trouble; I have a sixth sense about guys like him.”

“Look at you. Warning me when you’re drooling over his partner in crime.”

“I am not, even if he is sexy as hell, and I get an orgasm looking at him. But orgasmically sexy doesn’t mean anything. It’s all look and no touch. I don’t date rich pricks with an ego bigger than Cedric’s.” Cedric was their charismatic forward, who played as hard off the ice as he did on it.

“So you just date poor pricks or what?”

“I do have soft spot for them.” Kaley shrugged one shoulder and studied her fingernails.

“You have a soft spot for good-looking men in general, forget about their personalities.” Kaley was a serial dater, and Lauren lived vicariously through her since dating didn’t seem to be her forte or even one of her sins. Her life revolved around hockey, and unless the man was on skates, had a wicked slapshot, or an even more wicked right hook, she wasn’t interested. Of course, she didn’t date hockey players, at least not anymore. She’d taken a few for a spin around the rink in her college days and decided they made better friends than lovers, except for the one she’d married. That biggest mistake of her life drove home the no dating of hockey players, which she’d amended to any man involved in hockey just to play it safe.

Kaley wagged a finger at her. “Just remember, play nice. The league has been trying to land a buyer forever that would keep the team in Florida. So let’s hope this guy gives a favorable report to his bosses, or we’ll be sold to that Seattle group who’s been circling like a shark. Next thing you know, we’ll be sipping lattes on the waterfront, watching ferry boats putter around.”

“In the pouring rain.”

“Well, there is that,” Kaley acknowledged with a toss of her black hair.

“How do we know this guy isn’t working for the Seattle group?” Lauren frowned as she put to words fears she’d been harboring since Sunday.

For a moment a cloud passed over Kaley’s face, then she smiled, slipping back into her create-my-own-reality mode. “Because Ike said he wasn’t.”

Just thinking of Seattle shot dread through Lauren. She didn’t have a thing against Seattle, but she was an East Coast girl through and through. Moss and mold made her sneeze. Huge trees and mountains gave her claustrophobia. And the geeks Seattle was famous for didn’t buy hockey tickets, did they?

A tall man with dark blond hair and dancing blue eyes poked his head in the doorway. “Hey, I’m looking for Ethan.” He turned his panty-dropping smile on Lauren but it lingered on Kaley. As usual, most men couldn’t get past her long black hair, curvy body, and dark, mysterious eyes. “Hey, hi, again.”

Kaley literally purred as she stopped next to the guy and wrapped her fingers around his arm. “Hi, yourself. Brad, you know Lauren Schneider, our assistant director of player personnel?”

Brad smiled at her, a player this one and obviously good natured and fun-loving. “So you’re the poor girl who gets to babysit the man. Good luck. He’s a handful.”

“I’m sure I can handle him just fine.”

Kaley, in full flirt mode, batted thick eyelashes at Brad. “Let’s see if we can find Ethan. Lauren has work to do.”

Brad laughed, a full-throated laugh. “As long as she’s the one doing the work, and it isn’t us.” He came across as the type of guy a girl couldn’t help but like—gregarious, fun, and not a mean bone in his body.

Together Brad and Kaley strolled down the hall in the opposite direction of where Ethan happened to be meeting with the coaches.

Lauren shook her head. Leave it to Kaley to hustle the hot guy. But anything that helped their cause was more than worth it, as long as it wasn’t Lauren doing the hustling.

With a sigh she went back to work on her statistics and spreadsheets, making notes here and there and jotting down items for Ethan’s attention, items which painted the current team and staff in a positive light.

Anything for the good of the team.


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An advocate of happy endings, Jami Davenport writes sexy contemporary and sports romances, including her two new indie endeavors: the Game On in Seattle Series and the Madrona Island Series. Jami lives on a small farm near Puget Sound with her Green Beret-turned-plumber husband, a Newfoundland cross with a tennis ball fetish, a prince disguised as an orange tabby cat, and an opinionated Hanoverian mare. She works in computer support in her day job and juggles too many balls, but she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Jami Davenport

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Posted by on September 30, 2014 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights


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SPECIAL GUEST ~ Mira Lynn Kelly author of Truth or Dare ~ Giveaway

Please help me welcome Mira Lynn Kelly to the blog today :) I love her guest post and think you will too! She’s also offering a fabulous giveaway to celebrate her release Truth or Dare…so don’t forget to enter at the end of the post :)

Take it away Mira…


THREE THINGS about TRUTH OR DARE (A Dare to Love Novel) by Mira Lyn Kelly

Hi everyone! Okay, so I was sitting at my computer, deep into the screen staring as I fretted over fresh and fun blog ideas for my September 16 release, TRUTH OR DARE, when my BWB (Best Writing Buddy), suggested a “Just the facts, ma’am” style post to introduce you to me, my new book, and my dishy, dishy characters.

Sweet!! She always has the best ideas. And I’m super excited about this release soOOOoooooo… Here it is.

Three things about the book…Cover1) TRUTH OR DARE (A Dare to Love novel) is the first in my sexy new Chicago-set series, and revolves around a group of tight knit friends—all romantically impaired with their own individual brands of relationship dysfunction.2) Genre: Contemporary Romance with a sizzly mix of sexy, fun, and heartachey goodness.

3) Key components: A year long dating pact, a grudge holding heroine with a weakness for well-defined abs, and a nerve grating hero with a sweet tooth for the cookie baking girl downstairs he knows better than to want.


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Three things about me…mira1) I’m a wife, homemaker-nonextraordinaire, and USA TODAY bestselling write-at-home mom of four—dishing up sexy love stories when I’m not picking up Legos.2) Believer in binge baking as stress management, and I’ve taught my heroine, Maggie, everything she knows.

3) Favorite things in romance: Shirtless sweaty heroes sporting low slung jeans, hot hallway hookups, and hard earned happily ever afters.


Three things about my heroine, Maggie Lawson…

1) Her thoughts on dating: Talk about a headache she didn’t need. Not when her life was pretty well perfect just the way it was. Stable. Secure. On track. Built on a rock-solid foundation of friendships that “completed” her in ways no romance could.

2) Background music: “STRONGER” by Kelly Clarkson.

3) Forecast for her future: Expect turbulent times ahead, beginning with the sour-patch stud moving in upstairs.

Three things about my hero, Tyler Wells…

1) Unavailable for romance due to prior commitments.

2) Enjoys: Running, trash talk, and rescuing his downstairs neighbor from dates gone awry.

3) Super power: Able to make bowling sexy in a single frame.

Okay, so how about an excerpt?

Crossing to the sideboard in front of the window, she set the tray down. Arranged the remaining cookies as a prickly awareness chased up her spine, alerting her to the close proximity of the unwelcome one. The infiltrator.

“Those cookies look pretty good, Apartment Two.”

Damn straight they do. “Mmph.”

She turned where she stood, using her body as a shield as she faced the antagonistic jerk who’d been her best bickermate since the day he moved in, in June. Hands stuffed in the front pockets of his faded blues, those broad shoulders hunched forward in a way that somehow made them look even bigger than when he stood straight, he ducked his head and shot her with a look from beneath some seriously thick lashes, flashing what she regretfully had to admit was a pretty spectacular smile at her. And sure enough, it even came with a dimple accompaniment.

She’d bet that smile had gotten Apartment Three a lot of things he shouldn’t have had.

Her cookies weren’t going to be one of them.

“Don’t even think about it.”

“Come on, Two. You’re not a grudge holder.” He stepped closer, dropping his voice to a midnight whisper. “Let me have one.”

Maggie studied the nails of her right hand. “As it happens, Three, I am a grudge holder. I’m also a scorekeeper. And a gloating, ungracious winner. Just so there’s no misunderstanding.”

He rubbed an open hand over his mouth and jaw, those calculating eyes shifting between her and the cookies.

“Sizing up my raisins? Trying to decide if they’re worth the work?”

“Hell, it was like the soundtrack to a porno in here the way all these guys were grunting and groaning over them. They’re worth it. Eye on the prize is all.”

He could bite her prize. “I wouldn’t get my hopes up.”

Another assessing look, this one holding long enough it caused a sort of nervous stir in her belly. Not helping his cookie plight at all.

“Don’t you think it’s time we called a truce, Maggie? We’re neighbors.” Another step, and he was working the bare edge of her personal space. Crowding her with his eyes and words and a body that really ought to have an additional eighteen inches of distance between it and hers. Only rather than stepping back, Tyler pushed the violation further. Bracing one hand on the table beside her, he leaned closer so there was no choice but to look up, up—oh God—into that waiting, I’ve-got-a-reason-to-be-cocky smile directed down at her. Their eyes met and her thoughts scattered, because this close . . . with that kind of spicy, masculine scent coming off him . . .

He drew a long breath and let it out in a slow stream of air that ruffled the loose curls around her ear and sent a wave of goose bumps rolling across the surface of her skin. Made her fingers tighten around the edge of the sideboard behind her.

“We should be more neighborly, Maggie.”

From somewhere deep in the recesses of her barely working mind, she recognized . . . this was a move. A contrived, deliberate play.

And Apartment Three was whipping it out for her.

“Come on, one cookie.”

Okay, for her cookie. Not a chance.

Maggie palmed the center of his chest, ready to give him a push, when she stopped. Blinked. Her eyes going to that point of contact between them where a low-level charge seemed to be humming beneath her fingertips, radiating up her arm.

What was this?

She looked at Tyler. Found his gray eyes staring back at her, his focus dropping to her mouth, drawing her awareness to her lips and the air moving between them.

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In a deliciously sexy twist on the classic game, USA Today bestselling author Mira Lyn Kelly proves that when playing truth or dare—always choose dare.

After her one attempt at commitment ends with the discovery that her fiancé already has a wife and kid, Maggie Lawson vows that the only people she’ll love ’til death do they part will be her friends. Unfortunately that means Maggie letting her bestie rope her into a year-long dating dare: score a new date each month or pay a penalty. Seems doable—until Maggie’s date stands her up, leaving only one option: the sexy stud who just moved in upstairs. The problem? He and Maggie can’t stop fighting—and that’s just the beginning.

His name is Tyler Daniels and the last thing he needs is his neighbor distracting him with her girl-next-door smile and sharp tongue. Tyler’s in Chicago for one reason: to woo back his selfish ex in order to reclaim the child he once thought was his—and that means keeping Maggie out of his bed. A tall order, since Maggie has become a bigger temptation than he ever expected to face. But before they can even consider leaving the past behind, Maggie and Tyler must accept a brand-new dare: real, forever love.


“He actually called you ‘Apartment Two’?” Ava Meyers, Maggie’s best friend and fellow abstainer in all things “relationship,” shook her head, her mahogany shag catching in the light breeze and blowing around her face. They were settled in on their favorite bench with the usual Sunday assortment of accumulated mail, magazines, electronic devices, and what remained of the cookies. “Like you didn’t merit an identity beyond the female occupying space beneath him.”

Maggie scrolled through the headlines, too deep into her snit to commit to any one bit of news. “Ford says he’s in marketing. Freelance. And he’s from New York I think, renting month to month, so maybe we’ll luck out and he’ll be gone by September.”

“Month to month? Weird. Why?”

“Your brother. You ask.”

Ava let out an indelicate snort. Ford was . . . distracted. That they’d even gotten this much information was a minor miracle.

Picking through the cookies, she added, “I love it that he thought you were putting a move on him, though.”

“I know. Because that’s so me,” Maggie snickered. “Scoping out the meat market twenty-four–seven.”

Talk about a headache she didn’t need. Not when at twenty-seven, her life was pretty well perfect just the way it was. Stable. Secure. On track. Built on a rock-solid foundation of priorities any guidance counselor would swoon over. Maggie had completed her education, had savings and a financial plan, a solid job managing The Shrone Gallery, and her boss’s cosmic blessing to buy into the business as a partner, hopefully within the next year, and eventually buy her out. Add to that, the friendships that “completed” her in ways no romance could . . . and she was good.

Better than.

The whole ever-after business? She didn’t have time for it.

Correction. She had plenty of time. It was the inclination that was lacking.

Maggie tipped her face to the sky, basking in the warmth of June’s sunshine and her contentment with the lot that life had given her. Sure, there’d been dues to pay. There always were. But it was because of those rough patches that she was able to fully appreciate this tranquil little corner of Platonia she’d carved out for herself. Where her circle of friends reigned supreme and the forecast always called for good times. Constancy, support, and reliability.

Chance of romantic strife or bitter betrayal raining on their parade? Zero.

Yeah, Maggie was satisfied with her life exactly the way it was. Period.

“So, hey,” Ava drawled from beside her. “Obviously, Apartment Three was a total weenis, and I’m not talking about him. But do you ever look around and . . . you know . . . wonder?”

“Hmm . . . About what?” How to reduce her carbon footprint? Whether the new Italian place was as good as everyone was saying? If her buyer for the Stovitz oil was serious about a second piece? If she’d be able to get Hedda to sit still—and not in a meditative state—long enough to discuss a timetable for their plans? If her parents would finally relax and believe she was capable of taking care of herself?

Ava squinted, her mouth turning down in distaste. “That.”

Maggie followed her friend’s gaze to the red-checked cliché-in-action nestled into a shady corner of Wicker Park. And blinked. Twice.

“The couple?” she wheezed. “You aren’t serious?”

Then after a thought, let out a laugh, because, no way.

Ava didn’t date any more than Maggie did—which meant only under the most dire of circumstances. And unless Maggie had missed significantly more than she’d realized this morning, these were not them.

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure I am. I think maybe it’s time I stopped shutting down every guy who asks me out and start, I don’t know, opening myself up to the possibilities.”

Eyes cranking around a beat before her head, Maggie gasped. “Wha—?”

This wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be. Except that sour look of disgusted resignation on Ava’s face as she frowned across at the picnic set for two told Maggie . . . it was happening.


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USA Today bestselling author Mira Lyn Kelly grew up in the Chicago area and earned her degree in Fine Arts from Loyola University. She met the love of her life while studying abroad in Rome, Italy, only to discover he’d been living right around the corner from her back home. Having spent her twenties working and playing in the Windy City, she’s now settled with her husband in rural Minnesota, where their four beautiful children provide an excess of action and entertainment. When she isn’t reading, writing, or running to keep up with the kids, she loves watching movies, blabbing with the girls, and cooking with her husband and friends.


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Posted by on September 26, 2014 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights


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SPECIAL GUEST ~ Lecia Cornwall author of What A Lady Most Desires ~ Giveaway

Please help me welcome author Lecia Cornwall to the blog today! I think you’ll enjoy her guest post because she’s interviewed herself. I enjoyed her questions and her answers…especially the answer to her question about overused words…lol :) And don’t you absolutely love her book cover for her release What A Lady Desires!?

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And we have a bonus giveaway! Please see the beautiful picture at the end of the post for a gorgeous bracelet from the Victorian Trading Company. This bracelet is valued at $59. All you need to do is leave a comment with a valid email address and one lucky commenter from Lecia’s tour will WIN!

Take it away Lecia…



It’s lovely to be here today with you at Christine’s words! I’m often sent questionnaires and lists of interview questions for guest appearances like this one. This time I thought I’d create my own interview to share with you.

Have you ever seen the Proust questionnaire in Vanity Fair Magazine? Each month the editors ask a celebrity a list of deep and thought-provoking questions. The answers are sometimes funny, sometimes serious (check out David Bowie’s hilarious responses at You can even take the Proust questionnaire yourself at

For today’s blog, I thought I’d interview me about my life and the inspiration behind WHAT A LADY MOST DESIRES. Some of the questions come from the Proust Questionnaire, and others are made up. So without further ado, here’s my Proust(ish) interview.

What’s the best thing about being a writer?

I love the endless variety, the new ideas, and the challenge of shaping vague thoughts into a novel. I also love the aha! moments that come while writing—times when a character will suddenly do something I didn’t plan, but turns out to be far better. Also, seeing my books in print, with my name on the cover and my words inside, is an incredible thrill.

What’s the worst thing about being a writer?

Perhaps it’s my age (52) or my historical mindset, but technology and social media have been lo-o-ong learning curves for me. I love to connect with readers, but sometimes pushing the right buttons and getting to the right places on the web is a challenge. I still don’t really get ‘The Cloud”. Thank heaven for my young adult children, and their infinite patience! According to my son, the cloud is a server farm in California—now that I understand!

What is your greatest extravagance?

Books! I have never left a bookstore without at least one new book. I have more books than my bookshelves can hold. My iPad is full of sample chapters.

If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?

I’d choose to make my home in Scotland (for the warm people, the setting, and the culture), or on a farm in Normandy (for the setting and the proximity to Paris, or in New Zealand (I hear it’s very much like my own country, Canada—and they have Hobbits! :)

What are the most overused words?

Twenty-four-seven, back in the day, and Bieber.

What is your most treasured possession?

My family.

What qualities do you admire most in a man?

He must be tall, intelligent and have a sense of humor. I include those characteristics in every hero I write—including Stephen Ives in WHAT A LADY MOST DESIRES—along with a character flaw he must overcome. All my heroes have gray eyes. (Why? Think of Viggo Mortensen as Aragorn in Lord of The Rings—that’s why!)

What qualities do you admire most in a woman?

Bravery, honesty, intelligence, femininity. My fictional heroines are brave and resourceful enough to rescue themselves if necessary, smart enough to match wits with their hero (or the villain), equal to him in intelligence, and have the feminine essence that complements his masculine one.

Who is your favorite character in fiction?

There are so many characters to choose from, but probably Aragorn in Lord of the Rings, or Elizabeth Bennett from Pride and Prejudice. Both have a lot of growing and adapting to do to reach their heroic potential.

Which historical figure do you most identify with?

Anne Boleyn. I see her as a woman misunderstood by her time. As for me, I just think I was born in the wrong period of history by some dreadful cosmic mistake!

Who are your heroes in real life?

People who are brave enough to stand up and speak out against wrongdoing and evil.

What is your motto?

If you can’t be a good example, serve as a horrible warning.

Now it’s your turn to ask me anything!

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What a Lady Most Desires


On the night before the final battle against Napoleon, Lady Delphine St. James finds herself dancing with the one man she has always wanted, Major Lord Stephen Ives. He makes it clear he has no time for a lady he sees as flirtatious and silly, but as the call to arms sounds, she bids him farewell with a kiss that stirs them both. When he returns gravely injured, she is intent on caring for him, even if his surly behavior tests her patience.

After the battle, Stephen is not only wounded and blind, but falsely accused of cowardice and theft. The only light in his dark world is Delphine, the one woman he never imagined he could desire. But she deserves more than he can give her.

As their feelings deepen and hidden enemies conspire to force them to part forever, can their love survive the cruelest test of all?


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Lecia Cornwall is a PRO member of the Romance Writers of America’s Seattle and Calgary Chapters. Her background includes all facets of writing, including running a successful freelance writing business specializing in direct marketing and advertising. Both history and writing have been lifelong passions. Lecia currently lives and writes in Calgary, Alberta, the heart of the Canadian West.



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Posted by on September 18, 2014 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights


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BOOK BLAST ~ Rewind to You by Laura Johnston ~ Giveaway




One last summer before college on beautiful Tybee Island is supposed to help Sienna forget. But how can she? This is where her family spent every summer before everything changed, before the world as she knew it was ripped away.

But the past isn’t easily left behind. Especially when Sienna keeps having episodes that take her back to the night she wants to forget. Even when she meets the mysterious Austin Dobbs, the guy with the intense blue eyes, athlete’s body, and weakness for pralines who scooped her out of trouble when she blacked out on River Street.

When she’s with Austin, Sienna feels a whole new world opening up to her. Austin has secrets, and she has history. But caught between the past and the future, Sienna can still choose what happens now…



“Can you hear me?” someone asks. I feel a hand on my shoulder and another one cradling my head. I open my eyes, totally confused as the blurry outline of a figure bent over me comes into view. And the baseball cap.

“Hey, there you are,” whoever is holding me says, his voice lowering into a tone of relief. With a twinge in my heart, I realize it isn’t my dad. My balance stabilizes, my body grounded again in reality. Besides a pounding headache, I’m pain-free. My shin is fine.

“Ugh.” An ugly-sounding something stumbles from my lips as the nausea dissipates. I blink, remembering that I need to get home. I try to push myself into a sitting position, but before I can, he scoops me off the ground. Startled, I reach for his shoulders for balance. And oh my. Something about the muscles beneath my fingertips makes me draw back and then wish I hadn’t.

I open my mouth to assure him I can walk, but I glimpse his sharp jaw and strong chin, and the connection between my mind and my mouth floats away. My eyes travel over his lips and then to his eyes, and my heart freaks out. Skips a beat. The most impossibly blue eyes I’ve ever seen stare back into mine, and I lose not only my train of thought but all control of my gaping eyes as well.

One side of his mouth pulls into something of a grin, his face inches from mine. His eyes trace the outline of my forehead down to my chin and linger on my lips. Then his gaze meets mine again. He raises a brow. “Are you all right?”

“Y-y-yes.” My voice comes out like a frog’s croak. “Fine. Thanks.”

“You sure?”

“Mm-hm.” Another attempt to steady my voice. I try to get my flirt on, flashing a smile as I assure him, “The ground can walk just fine.”

That puts a smile on his face.

“I mean, I can walk just fine. On the ground. You can set me down.” I bite my tongue before I do more damage.

“Right,” he says doubtfully. Something in the way he holds me, the brazen expression on his face as he looks into my eyes, tells me I should be careful.

“I’m good. I promise.”

He sets me down at last. Now that I’m out of his arms and can think straight, I finally get a rational look at him. Dark hair, only visible around the edge of his baseball cap. Thick hair. Total girl magnet. He’s at least six inches taller than my five foot seven. All right, even out of his arms, my heart rattles around so fast I fear another blackout, or whatever just happened.

He watches me as I wobble. “You gonna be okay?”

I nod, even though I feel like a ballerina who rolled off a stage.“Where did those, um, those—”

“Those losers?” he asks.

I nod.

He smiles. “They bailed.”

No wonder. Another glance at his—ahem—intimidating physique, and I decide I don’t blame them. He’s hot, okay, hotter than any guy has a right to be. And unfortunately, it’s impossible for him not to know that. He’s one of those kind. He even looks amused, as though he’s reading my fascination from my face. Meanwhile, I can’t do anything but stare into his blue eyes, feeling like a dental patient after a heavy dose of laughing gas.

I run a hand through my hair, suddenly reminded of the bird poop in there. And the gum on my shoe. This keeps getting better.

Then I flinch when I spot a swarm of gnats by my head, and one flies into my eye.

“What the—” I mutter.

“You okay?” he asks. Again.

“Yeah,” I lie, bending over and blinking. And stepping right into the puddle of mud behind me. Sound advice to myself: Leave now!

Reminding myself I have a plan—buy Lucky Charms and head home—I let my one bug-free eye jump between this cute guy and the display of fireworks behind me, gearing up to leave. I always have a

plan, my life a programmed route from A to B. It’s safe, predictable. Maybe that’s why I haven’t budged.

“Thanks,” I say, and turn to leave for real this time, but not without sneaking one last glance at his gorgeous face. My stomach somersaults when I catch his eyes on me. Fixed on me. And not in a you-are-a-ditzy-klutz-who-won’t-make-it-off-of-River-Street-alive kind of way. Like, in a good way. His stare glues my feet to the ground, holding me near. Blood rushes to my cheeks and I smile, despite myself.

He extends a hand with an unbearably charming smile, probably

practiced. “I’m Austin.”


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Laura Johnston lives in sunny Arizona with her husband and two children.

Growing up in Orem, Utah with five siblings, a few horses, peach trees, beehives and gardens, she developed an active imagination and always loved a good story. Laura enjoys running, playing tennis, sewing, dancing (reduced to dancing around the kitchen while cooking dinner these days), traveling, writing, writing and more writing, and above all, spending time with her husband and kids. REWIND TO YOU, her debut novel, was inspired by the loss of her father as a teenager.

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Posted by on September 15, 2014 in Blitz/Bonanza Spotlights


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SPECIAL GUEST ~ Ellie MacDonald author of The Governess Club : Sara and Louisa ~ GIVEAWAY

Please help me welcome author Ellie MacDonald! Today Ellis is sharing 5 random facts about herself…I think you’ll find them pretty interesting. She’s also sharing her latest release with us–The Governess Club : Sara and Louisa.

And don’t forget to enter her wonderful giveaway. Links are at the end of the post!

Take it away Ellie…

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Random Facts About Ellie

  1. I broke my leg when I was six years old. I ran into a tree while downhill skiing.
  2. After spending three months living in Bangkok, I went to Australia, looking to travel a place where I could understand what was being said. At least I could understand what the billboards were saying there! Some accents can be so thick…
  3. Ice hockey is my favorite sport – very Canadian of me! – but started playing ringette (the girl’s version of hockey) first because the community club wouldn’t let me play on a boys team. This was after the never-to-be-mentioned again figure skating experience.
  4. I don’t really drink caffeine. If I do, it’s in a nice cup of tea. I can’t stand the taste of coffee – I have to add so much sugar to make it taste good to me that I don’t see the point in drinking it.
  5. I have very vivid dreams that I remember to this day. I remember very clearly having a Girl Guide meeting on my bedroom floor when I was about ten years old. I also remember having two prospectors come into my room looking for blankets because they didn’t realize how cold Canada was, so I gave them the ones off my bed; I had to remake my bed at three in the morning. My mother once came into my room because she heard me talking – I was having a conversation with my clock radio. I think these types of dreams contributed to my sleep walking.


Blurb (Sara)

Sweet Sara Collins is one of the founding members of the governess club. But she has a secret… She doesn’t love teaching. She’d much prefer to be a vicar’s wife and help the local community. But this quiet mouse doesn’t want to upset her friends, and she resolves to help in whatever ways she can.

Nathan Grant is the embodiment of everything that frightens Sara. Which is why she can’t understand why the handsome but reclusive and gruff man is so fascinating to her. When Sara decides it’s time to take a chance and experience all that life has to offer, Nathan is the first person she thinks of.

Will Sara’s walk on the wild side ruin her chances at a simple, happy life? Or has she just opened the door to a once-in-a-lifetime chance of passion?


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Blurb (Louisa)

Louisa Brockhurst is on the run – from her friends, from her family, even from her dream of independence through The Governess Club. But sometimes it’s easier for her to hide from those she loves in order to escape the secrets of her past.

Handsome but menacing John Taylor is a former prize-fighter turned inn-keeper who is trying to make his way in society. When Louisa shows up at his doorstep he’s quick to accept her offer to help – at a price. He knows that she’s hiding something and he can’t help his protective instincts around the beautiful woman.

Their attraction grows, but will headstrong, fiery Louisa ever trust the surprisingly kind John enough to tell him the dangerous secrets from her past that keep her running? Or will the power of her feelings scare her into running yet again?

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Ellie Macdonald has held several jobs beginning with the letter t: taxi-driver, telemarketer and most recently, teacher. She is thankful her interests have shifted to writing instead of taxidermy or tornado chasing. Having travelled to five different continents, she has swum with elephants, scuba dived coral mazes, visited a leper colony and climbed waterfalls and windmills, but her favorite place remains Regency England. She currently lives in Ontario, Canada. The Governess Club series is her first published work.


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Posted by on September 9, 2014 in Day to Day Life


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So…I read this book

Happy Sunday!

Like so many others, I’m trying to balance many things in my life. I’ve found over the last few years, especially since I’ve started to write, that I’ve allowed certain indulgences of mine to fall to the side. My “me” time is even more limited :) I’m not complaining at all, but I’ve decided it’s time for me to at least enjoy my love of reading again. Even if it takes me a week to read a book instead of a day or a few hours like it used to, I’m going to go for it. lol

So, every once in awhile, if I read a book that I particularly enjoyed I’m going to post my review and the book information so if any of my blog readers are interested they can check it out too.

I’m not a professional reviewer or anything like that. I’m choosing to share some of the books I’ve enjoyed on my site. I read just about every genre, so I’ll be all over the board :) And in fair warning, I have to let you know I’m on a huge reading binge right now, so I might be posting several books in the upcoming weeks.

Today, I’d like to share Six Days of Memories by Stacy Eaton. This crime/mystery novel is available for only .99. An unbelievable deal for what you’ll get.


There were so many reasons to enjoy and love this story written by Stacy Eaton. First off Six Days of Memories starts out with action—and the ending hooks for chapter one and two MADE me keep reading even though it was well past the time I should’ve turned out the lights and called it a day.

I’ve always enjoyed a mystery mixed with a romance, and this story has them both and then some. The action is immediate, and the dialogue is fresh and fast paced with no wasted words. I was carried away on an interesting story between several characters that I got to know easily through Stacy’s writing style. The secondary characters were awesome, but I loved the main character, detective Natasha Foster. She’s strong, has a great sense of who she is and wants to be, holds an interesting job she excels at, and is honest with herself and everyone around her. I’m sure that the fact Ms. Eaton shares a career in law enforcement only added to the reasons I found Natasha so “real”. I also liked the hero, Jay. Stacy did a great job in making his amnesia believable without going over the top, and at the same time keeping his character strong, full of integrity, and most important—likable.

The bond between Natasha and Jay is evident the moment they share the same page. They are instantly attracted to each other, but Natasha has a job to do and that’s to help Jay figure out whom he is and if he’s involved in a horrific case involving a car crash, two dead bodies, and a duffel bag full of money. Jay has to keep his attraction to Detective Foster in check as well—even though it’s difficult. After all, he knows nothing of his past—is he married, does he have a girlfriend, a family—or worse yet is he a criminal? Any of these will automatically kill any chance at something more developing between him and Natasha.

And the tattoo bond between these two was just icing on the cake. I enjoyed that aspect of the story and the little reveal toward the end that explained how it came to be. Sorry, I won’t share too much about that because I don’t want to spoil anyone else’s discovery :)

Another thing I like when I’m reading a book—that this story had in spades—is while turning the pages I’m able to learn something too. This book gave me several insights, including—tattoos, tae kwan do, karate—and that the next time I make pancakes I need to add vanilla to the batter.

All in all, this story is strongly written with lots of twists and turns. There were a few times I wondered just how Ms. Eaton would make aspects of Jay’s past work out and give him the future he wanted and deserved—and needless to say she did an excellent job in accomplishing these tasks and still making you LOVE her characters.

Six Days of Memories is a book I know I’ll read again. Definitely one I recommend and will add to my keeper shelf.


Detective Natasha Foster will put her job on the line to prove her gut feeling is dead on.

When Detective Foster responds to the scene of a crash, she finds the female passenger dead, a bag full of money in the back seat and a body in the trunk. It is only when the driver, whom she nicknames Jay, wakes up with no memory that she must go with her instincts and continue the investigation in a way that was never taught.

Jay finds himself lost, but drawn to the beautiful detective who steps above and beyond the call of duty. His need to know if he was a victim or the criminal pushes him to try and recall what happened and who he is. With the pull of a trigger, Jay’s memory will suddenly return and with it, the terrible truth.


Author Genre: Crime, Thriller and Mystery

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Author Description: Stacy is a full-time police officer who enjoys crime scene investigation above all else, taking a passion in putting the pieces together to figure out the crime. She is also a business owner where she helps people get the awareness out for the causes they care most about. She is a mother of two, a son proudly serving in the United States Navy and a young daughter. Her husband is also in law enforcement. Stacy is also currently serving on the board of directors for her local domestic violence center. She is very much into photography and carries her Nikon Digital SLR with her almost everywhere, just in case. – See more at:


Posted by on September 7, 2014 in So...I read this book


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