Book Promos From Authors Attending The Springfield OH Book Fair
Genre - Magical Realism
Sale Price - 3.99
Have you ever had the same dream, repeatedly, never knowing exactly why? Twenty-one-year-old Dee Fosco has, and she can no longer ignore it, or the voice that has spoken to her since she was a little girl.
The novel, Viper, tells the story of a girl growing up in the isolated hills of Kentucky, with her deeply depressed mother. The beat-up trailer they now live in is cramped and full of the memories of the past, and Dee’s mother, who is getting through life with numerous medications, is in constant grief over her failed marriage. She is a religious person who doesn’t take well to Dee’s constant plagues of dreams and visions. Her ability to take on the emotions of others – her mother’s being the most draining - keeps Dee suspended in a state of distress. Though she feels alone, there is always someone with her - a guide who speaks to her - giving comfort when she feels alone.
Her dream involves a family - happy and well adjusted, something Dee wasn’t used to in her own life. She watches as the mother and father cherished the boy and girl, laughing, playing, and loving one another.
Then one night, she sees these happy images change and now there is only a father and son in the little cabin. Over time, the boy turns into a man, tortured with demons that have been forever working to change him. Her guide reveals images of this place, Viper, Kentucky, and though she is warned of the danger that is imminent, she is pulled to go to Viper, if not for the sake of this mystery man's soul - then for her own.
The Double D Ranch (a Fortuna, Texas novel)
Genre: Contemporary western romance
Longhorns and lingerie...
Much to the chagrin of foreman Josiah, Jessie Davidson wants a romance reduction. But the Double D Ranch hides a secret. Since inheriting the property, Jessie kept her grandmother’s hoard concealed, but now she’s found the courage to purge the unwanted items: steamy novels, thousands of them. Romance has to go! Donating the books is a good thing, right? Not when coupled with a dare.
The dare spirals out of control. The ante is upped when caches of the spicy books, left in barber shops, pool halls, and pubs, challenge others to join the fad. A perverted prankster runs amok playing on the town’s fantasies. Book clubs are formed. Plots acted out. In a town saturated with romance, Jessie finds her love life underdeveloped.
Keep Jessie safe. It’s the promise Josiah Barnes made to Jessie’s dying grandmother. He aims to honor it, even if it means protecting Jessie from himself. Failing her in the past has him on high alert when the Double D becomes ground zero for the arousal avalanche sweeping the town. As a full-support, silent partner, Josiah will do anything to augment the Double D. But when Jessie starts selling handmade lingerie, keeping his hands to himself is easier said than done…
Will she shelve happily ever after like a rejected novel, or open her heart and start a new chapter?
This week's blog challenge delves into practically everyone's fantasy: winning the lottery. What would I do if I won the lottery?
First, I gotta ask: how much? After all, some ambitions can't be fulfilled without obscene amounts of money. So, let's just pretend that I won the Mega Millions drawing yesterday: $522 million.
After swooning and then picking my stupid self off the floor, I'd make plans to blow a million or five: a new house, new vehicles, updated everything. Top quality. My husband and I would travel for two or three months. And then we'd return, glad to be home and looking forward to moving into a new house. Of course, I'd hire people to take care of the house and grounds and barn(s) and livestock because I loathe housework and I'm getting too damned old to enjoy mucking stalls.
You didn't think I'd get rid of the critters, did you? Heck, no! If I had that kind of money, I'd probably add to the herd by indulging my penchant for taking in rescues. That, of course, would mean hiring farmhands to take care of the livestock and trainers to do their thing. The agricultural aspect of the estate would also supply us with almost everything we need and the surplus to sell.
If we're really going to indulge in fantasies, then I'd have a castle built upon vast acreage. What girl doesn't want to live in a castle? As mistress of my own quasi-modern fiefdom, I'd build a village for folks engaged in cottage industries: brewer, farrier, weaver, potter, glazier, etc. Of course, I'd have to go hog wild and turn the castle into a resort or hotel of sorts, offering people the castle experience, but with modern day amenities like indoor plumbing and chocolate.
Yes, chocolate is an amenity and one I prefer not to live without. Now, if only money could buy eternal youth, beauty, and good health. <sigh>
Hey, this is my fantasy. Don't scoff.
Part of my fantasy in winning a fabulous fortune like that would involve setting up businesses to train and employ people. I have high standards, but I'd pay those people wages commensurate with those high standards. I establish a school with a classical curriculum, because kids need more than screen time to learn: they actually need to do things.
Yeah, there's a strong social element in my fantasies. The kind of money dreamed of here wouldn't change the world, but it could and would change that little corner where I live. I think it would be a good change.
What would you do if you won the lottery?
By Kristalen Babb
Some people use writing as a hobby, while others use it as a career. I, on the other hand, use writing as a therapeutic stress reliever. Although writing isn't my only stress reliever, it's one I use often in addition to gospel music. Just to clarify things, I don't say I'm a writer, but a person who expresses her emotions through words. I mostly write to re-read what was written. I went from writing in my journal (as early as first grade) to writing my first book, my autobiography titled Behind Every Smile. So, yes, my emotions led me into writing.
It's not what I went through that inspired me to write, but how I went through those experiences that drove me into writing. Discovering, only through my storms, were there blessings in disguise. In every circumstance I faced, I focused on what I learned from rather than an understanding/knowledge of a situation. Sometimes, the lesson was a simple answer to my many questions, including understanding why I'm disabled.
Despite my disability, I was raised by a neglectful mother. Yet, I paid attention to how my mother ran her house. My life consisted of daily physical abuse, starvation, and endless cleaning, just like the typical Cinderella story. I found not a prince, but a social security check. My mom’s ways play a big part in how I live today, minus the starvation and beatings. I watched things: from Mom budgeting expenses to how she stocked up on household items. Beatings made me angry enough to defend myself when I had to fight other students who assumed I could be bullied. The pain from the poles and extension cords made me strong enough to take a typical punch, since those are less painful compared to my mom’s way of discipline.
On top of the emotional and physical pain, I became mentally disturbed when wrongly convicted for things I never did. Jail opened my eyes to the field of justice field and inspired me to seek justice for me and others like me. Jail only does two things for you mentally, and you either use it for the good or the worst. I chose to use the experience for the good, determined to make a better future for myself. Needless to say, my trials led me into becoming an inexperienced, self-published author.
Not really knowing the do’s and don’ts, mistakes were made as I published my book. Learning from my mistakes and solving my problems, I ended up publishing my book three times with three different publishing companies. My goal for my readers is to discover their blessings within their storms. This unplanned journey of writing led me to different connections and opportunities, such as this essay. Now that I'm a self-published author, only God knows what I'll learn/experience, for my path has just begun.