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Calisa Rhose presents ~ Writing Mystery by JoAnne Myers #writingmystery #freebooks

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I’m turning over the Round Pen to mystery writer, JoAnne Myers. She’s got some tips on how to write a mystery…which I need right about now, so I’ll be over here in my corner paying close attention. 🙂

Writing Mystery

Before writing a word, take some time to jot down key story points. As you’re writing, the story will want to take on a life of its own. Having a handy reference of key points will help keep your story on track and you from pulling your hair out. A list of key points is also helpful when outlining the story plot. (CR- If you’re a pantser this can also be useful.) You may very well find that the story begins to unfold as you’re writing down the key points. If this happens…let it! Write down any ideas or details that come to you, they’ll come in handy later.

Some key points to consider are;

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Friday FanFare welcomes ~ Chrys Fey with Hurricane Crimes

Hurricane Crimes

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Hi Chrys. Welcome to the Ranch!

How did the writer’s journey begin for you?

My journey began at a very young age. I wrote my first story when I was six, which I still have. I became a serious writer at twelve after a strange find sparked the idea for a series of books. I later rewrote these books, and I was searching for an agent to represent them when I sent Hurricane Crimes to The Wild Rose Press. I count myself very lucky, but I still hope to publish my supernatural-thriller series one day.

Tell us three things about you-the writer-readers wouldn’t typically know.

1. I had spine surgery when I was fifteen, so I can seriously say I am a woman of steel. 😉

2. Last year, I donated 14 inches of hair to Locks of Love.

3. I rescued four stray kittens.

Those are very interesting facts!

It all began when…

Hurricane Frances visited Florida back in 2004 and Tropical Storm Fay came and didn’t want to leave in 2008. I was inspired greatly by Tropical Storm Fay and even wrote a song while she was causing floods, but Hurricane Frances by far impacted me the most. I always knew something would come out of her reign of stormy chaos. It was only a matter of time.

Where did you get the premise for this book?

I started writing Hurricane Crimes on Christmas morning 2011. I had just finished reading a book set during a blizzard and pondered the fact that I had never been in a snow storm because I live in Florida, so the idea to write a story that really focuses on a hurricane immediately became my goal. Although I wanted Hurricane Crimes to be a romance, I didn’t want it to be a typical romance. Thus, I created Donovan, a sexy and passionate man who may be a murderer.

What stands out about this story that made writing it different for you?

I really wanted the hurricane in Hurricane Crimes to be one of the essential characters, but I had never created a character before that wasn’t alive in the way that human beings and animals are, so it was a challenge to make a force such as a storm into a character that readers could identify with on a human level. I think I did a good job though.

Were there any difficult challenges or special subject matter you came across while writing this book?

In the beginning I did have a problem with the POV because there were moments when I wanted readers to know Donovan’s suspicious thoughts, but since the story is in Beth Donovan’s perspective I had to omit it. I think it came out better though because it made Donovan even more mysterious.

What about this book would make us want to read it more than others of similar taste?

There are many romantic-suspense stories out there, but not a lot are set in Florida during a hurricane. And if they are, they probably don’t have a murder mixed with the romance and extreme weather.

What do you want readers to take away from this book?

Strength comes when you least expect it, and so does love.

Tell us about the finished book. Is there anything special we might not know after reading it?

I am a huge advocate of domestic violence awareness, and with Hurricane Crimes I had the opportunity to give one of my passions to Beth Kennedy, a tough woman who is a self-defense instructor.

Blurb:

After her car breaks down, Beth Kennedy is forced to stay in Florida, the target of Hurricane Sabrina. She stocks up supplies, boards up windows, and hunkers down to wait out the storm, but her plan unravels when she witnesses a car accident. Risking her life, she braves the winds to save the driver. Just when she believes they are safe, she finds out the man she saved could possibly be more dangerous than the severe weather.

Donovan Goldwyn only wanted to hide from the police, but the hurricane shoved his car into a tree. Now he’s trapped with a beautiful woman while the evidence that can prove his innocence to a brutal crime is out there for anyone to find.

As Hurricane Sabrina wreaks havoc, Beth has no other choice but to trust Donovan to stay alive. But will she survive, or will she become another hurricane crime?

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On the television set, which was fighting to stay alive, was breaking news. She caught bits and pieces of it as she emptied the bowl of blood-tainted water and threw out the cloth. It was about a high-speed chase that had occurred about a half-hour ago. Beth shook her head. Apparently, Donovan wasn’t the only idiot driving around during a hurricane.

She went back into the living room and began replacing all the medical supplies into the first-aid kit. Behind her, a reporter was explaining that the driver of the car was believed to be a murder suspect.

“The name of the—”

The lights flashed, prompting Beth to snatch up her flashlight.

“Donovan Goldwyn.”

Her fingers went cold around the plastic tube as ice frosted her veins. She straightened her spine and turned stiffly to the television, her heart wasn’t beating in her chest. On the screen was the picture of the man who was right now changing in her bedroom. Above it was a caption in bold letters that read—SUSPECT.

She gripped the flashlight in her frozen fingers. Her heart thudded fearfully. She stared into the immobilized violet eyes through the glass.

“Oh my god,” she gasped.

She had brought a murderer into her home!

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Where can readers find you and your books?

Amazon: http://amzn.com/B00GVK921G      

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18757793-hurricane-crimes

Facebook: www.facebook.com/chrysfey

Blog: www.writewithfey.blogspot.com

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/ChrysFey

Google +: www.google.com/+ChrysFey 

Is there anything else you want to share or add?

I would like to thank you, Calisa, for having me on your wonderful blog.

It was my pleasure. Thank you for coming over, Chrys. Good luck with your books!

Calisa Rhose with Dani-Lyn Alexander

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Welcome one and all! Grab a drink and a man (optional :P) and take a seat. I’m doing things a bit different today folks due to a skinny time frame this week. I had a last minute guest and I didn’t have time to set her up right. Because of this, there will just be blurbs and drool-worthy covers and samples without a special author intro this week. I apologize, but hope what my guest, Dani-Lyn Alexander, brings to share will make up for my lack. 😆

Let’s get right to it! Take it away, Dani!

Truth and Deceit

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A suspicious past, a daunting secret, a forbidden romance… How much does it take to tip the scales from good to evil?

When Lexie Davis wakes to find herself surrounded by luxury with no memory of who she is or how she got there, the fear all but suffocates her. But learning the truth about her circumstances will scare her even more. Desperate for a way to regain her life, Lexie tries to piece together the past. But ghosts from her childhood make it hard for her to let go of her secret—a secret that could force her to spend eternity in Darkness.

Deceived by the woman he loves, abandoned by the brother he trusts, Matthew Hayes struggles against evil to win the battle for his life. But when he wakes to find Lexie sobbing softly at his side, he makes a heartbreaking discovery. Not only is their love forbidden by the most ancient laws, but she has been keeping an unbelievable secret from him—he has a child. The child could give him the strength he needs to defeat the Regulators…if it doesn’t destroy him first…

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Trust and Betrayal

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Trust is the ultimate weapon in the battle against evil.

Single mother Shay McKeon is no dummy—she’s intelligent as well as street-smart. But when she receives a phone call threatening her children, she rushes headlong into the hands of evil.

Saved from certain death by Mason Constanza, who calls himself a Guardian, Shay is taken to the Realm of Light, where she learns her husband never abandoned her as she’d thought, and that good and evil are nothing like she’d imagined. Learning to deal with her own existence as a Guardian, Shay’s attraction to Mason grows. But she has her own demons to battle, and when her daughter is abducted, she’ll have to trust Mason and his team. But Mason has his own ancient battles to fight…

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Excerpt Truth and Deceit:

Prologue

She ran. Her breath came in short, shallow gasps, her heart pounding, her lungs burning as she clutched the infant to her chest and poured all of her energy into escape. An unnatural darkness flooded the night. There was no moon visible, no stars peeking through the dense fog. Thankfully, she knew these woods well, had grown up here, playing manhunt with the rest of the kids from the neighborhood. Only this was no game; this hunt was all too real, the consequences of being caught, severe.

Her eyes strained as she tried to watch for obstacles, fallen trees, puddles, patches of wet leaves. She had to keep her footing. A fall now could be deadly. Mud oozed between her toes as it filled the sneakers she had quickly shoved onto her bare feet.

Between the darkness and the fog, she could barely see where she was going. Yet, she didn’t dare slow down. Nor did she risk a glance back over her shoulder, afraid fear would paralyze her if she saw him coming.

She tried to listen for the telltale sounds of pursuit, but other than the sound of her own footfalls, the sucking of the mud each time she lifted a foot, and the pounding of her own heart, silence mocked her. Too much silence, the kind that warned of a predator on the hunt. But these woods had no large predators. Skunks, chipmunks, squirrels, even an occasional fox made their homes here. There were deer, beautiful, graceful, but not dangerous.

And then she heard it. A large branch snapping, the sound like a shotgun blast echoing in the silence. She knew that sound. When she and her friends were kids, they would hang around the woods, often bored, snapping the dead branches that littered the ground. She also knew that she was meant to hear it. He moved too stealthily for the noise to have been a mistake. It was part of the game, to ratchet up the fear, let her know just how close he was.

She looked around wildly, trying to get her bearings. Had she missed the trail that turned off and headed toward the canal? The shadows pressed too closely, she couldn’t tell. She had to find it before he reached her. Desperation had her risking one quick glance down at the baby. That was all it took to ground her—one peek at the helpless child depending on her.

She took a deep breath and looked around again. She had to find the trail and make it to the boathouse by the canal. Men often hung around down there late into the night, drinking beer, playing poker, enjoying the break from work and home. There would be help there, people to protect her and her baby.

When she recognized the fallen tree, where she had shared her first kiss with Jimmy Hessler, the first glimmer of hope since this chase had begun shivered through her. The path lay directly in front of her. She was almost there. A few more steps and she’d be on the trail where she could run full out. She could outrun him once she was out of the thick underbrush. She wouldn’t have the mud grabbing at her feet, the thorns tearing at her legs, or the undergrowth tripping her. She’d run track in high school, had run cross-country through these very trails, and she was fast. The fear prodded her to move even faster, adrenaline coursing through her bloodstream. Optimism soared as she covered the last few feet that would lead her to safety.

She felt a sting in her back, and she went down hard. She curled her body over the baby as best she could, trying to offer as much protection as possible. She landed hard on her right side, her hip slamming into a rock, sending pain shooting all the way up her side and down her leg. An explosion of light burst in front of her eyes as she struggled, fiercely, to hold on to consciousness. She fought against the eddy of blackness closing in on her from both sides, tunneling her vision.

As she dragged herself slowly forward, she spotted the old tree on the corner of the trail. She used her left foot to push herself forward, grabbing hold of anything she could reach to pull herself toward the tree. Thorns tore at her hands, her hair, her face; excruciating pain shot through her back. She clutched the baby to her breast. Sheer determination propelled her the last few inches to her goal. When she finally made it, she pushed the bushes aside and placed the swaddled infant into the hollow at the base of the tree, praying it wouldn’t start to cry until the man had gone. Praying it would cry loud enough to attract help once he had. She took one last look at her child. “I love you, my baby,” she whispered, and allowed the thick bushes to spring back into place, effectively camouflaging the tentative hiding place. Then, using the last of her energy, she pushed away from the tree and rolled over, coming to rest facedown with the lower half of her body still resting in the leaves and brush, and her upper body lying across the trail she had been so desperately trying to reach.

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When he reached her, he didn’t even bother to bend down, just used his foot to roll her onto her back. A jolt of surprise shot through him when he realized the infant was not underneath her. It shattered his arrogance and drove him to his knees. He pawed frantically through the brush, searching for the child. He didn’t need a light, was used to the dark and could see as well as if the sun were illuminating the shadows and fog that covered the ground.

There was no baby.

Sweat sprung out on his forehead. Where was it? Had she left the child somewhere? A chill crawled down his spine. Had it even been with her when she’d fled the apartment?

The sudden realization that he had just gone from the hunter to the prey brought with it true, gut-wrenching fear.

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Links:

http://www.danilynalexander.com
http://www.facebook.com/danilynalexander
http://www.twitter.com/#!/Dani-LynAlexander

Thank you for entertaining us today, Dani! Please stick around and visit our guests.

Dodadagohvi~

Calisa Rhose presents ~ A Small Degree of Hope by Lyndi Alexander

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Welcome one and all! Grab a beverage of choice, something sweet and sinful. No-no, not the men. What’s the matter with you? You know the hands-on rules… The guest gets first pick! 😉 Take a comfy seat for another, or a first, spin in the Round Pen.

But before we get started today I wanted to announce that as of April 20th the Ranch is now a .com site! That’s right, I finally purchased my domain name so if you noticed the ‘wordpress’ part missing in my URL, only http://calisarhose.com, that’s why!! Now back to business.

I’m thrilled to welcome my wonderfully talented guest today. Lyndi Alexander is sharing her book, A Small Degree of Hope, with us!Alana_Barb_Lyndi Lyndi also just happens to be a new Lyrical sister.

Please show ­­­­­­­­­­­­­­Lyndi some real Ranch love!

Before I get to the nosy 5-3-4 part of this interview, tell us a bit about you.

I’m so pleased to be here! In my day job, I’m a family law attorney (not nearly as glamorous as it looks on TV), and at night I’m a wife, and a mother to two children on the autism spectrum and a Japanese exchange student. I’ve lived all around the country, in Montana, in tropical Florida and now in Pennsylvania. I wrote my first novel at age 14, worked as a journalist for several years before law school, and finally, I’ve been fortunate enough to have nine of my novels published.

You sound like a very busy, hands-on mom. It’s great you work in time to write though! Okay, I’ll begin with five questions, then follow with three more, and end with four final ones.

My writing area at the moment is a corner of the couch in my living room. What does your writing space look like?

Because my kids required therapy/services for their younger years, I’ve had my law office in the house for the benefit of the therapists. I write there at the same desk, wishing I could let the phone go to voicemail sometimes, but I just can’t! It’s like an obsession. If the phone rings I’m compelled to answer.

LyndysofcSo writing is sometimes a hit-and-miss session. After several of my novels were published, though, I got the idea to have the covers made into posters, like movie promos. They’re all framed up on the wall next to the desk, so they provoke me to keep on writing. Or else.

I. LOVE. These! How awesome! It’s something I do, but on a smaller scale. *thinking I need to go BIGGER!*

For a lot of writers it’s a life-altering event coming up with titles and character names. Others it comes as naturally as breathing. Which is it for you?

Character names are a breeze for me. I love looking through baby name books, discovering names just a little off the beaten path, especially in the foreign derivations.

Titles, though, I have a harder time with. I usually search through quotations to see if I can find something that fits. The title for this book I found there. But I try not to get too attached to titles, because almost always I get the request from an editor for something different anyway.

What advice would you offer aspiring and new writers?

Persist.

No, really, that’s it.

Like I said, I wrote my first novel when I was 14, and I got a contract for my first published novel when I was 53. I wrote all through that time, for a newspaper, for the law school paper, as a blogger, wrote tv reviews for an online company, published short stories and submitted every chance I got. At the same time, I took writing classes every year, at conferences or online, continuing to build my repertoire of writing skills. Since 2009, I’ve received 18 contracts for novels. Sometimes you just have to keep on keeping on.

The constant shift of the industry makes me often scratch my head and ask ‘what next?’ So, what do you think it takes to be a successful author at the moment?

Continuing to produce work, no matter what’s shifting in the industry. The question of who’s going to publish it may constantly be up in the air, and it may be that, like many of the pros now, after a writer builds a following he or she can begin to self-publish and actually make a living at this. I’m thinking of authors like C.J. Lyons, who’s been on the bestseller lists for both her traditionally published and self published books.  The other thing I believe is that authors should appreciate the readers, and interact with them in a positive way. Without our audience, we couldn’t share our stories.

That’s very good and true advice, Lyndi. Something I’m sure a lot of writers learned early on, and new writers will too. With that said, who would you like to meet in the publishing industry- dead or alive- and why?

I’d love to have met Anne McCaffrey, who wrote such wonderful science fiction/fantasy with strong women characters. We shared a birthday—April 1– which is a whole category of wacky in itself. But she really had a gift for drawing characters, and I would love to have learned from her about it.

How cool to share a birthday with someone you look up to!

It’s time for 3 in 1! I’ll ask the questions and you answer them in one word. 😆

Favorite animal? Giraffe

Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter?  Spring!

Favorite food? So hard!  Um… veal marsala?

Giraffes and veal…interesting! Well done! 🙂

Okay, Flash four. Ready?

What are you working on now?

I’ve got several books in various stages of production, so I’m going back and forth between making a first draft, editing the final copy, and doing promotion. Some days my head spins a bit. 🙂

My head spins most days! 😆 What are you sharing today?

A SMALL DEGREE OF HOPE is science fiction romance, coming out June 3 from Lyrical Press.

Here’s the story:  Against her wealthy father’s demands, and the usual blockades of a male dominated profession, Kylie Sanderson proves worthy of her position as lead investigator of planet Andan’s Scientific and Investigative Research Taskforce. Someone is killing Andan’s women in an attempt to mutate them into reptiles. Kylie makes it her mission to discover who’s behind the murders and prevent more grotesque deaths.

Shapeshifting lizard Griff comes to Andan to stop his brethren from mutating other planets’ women into mindless breeding stock. Overcoming Kylie’s suspicious and defensive nature proves difficult, but he must in order to help the SIRT team thwart his planet’s scientists.

When Kylie is abducted and becomes the first human to survive the transformation, it’s up to Griff to rescue her so SIRT can restore her human form. On the run and desperate to unravel the mysteries of Kylie’s past to solve the crimes of their present, can she and Griff forge a future for themselves?

asmalldegreeofhope_LyndiThis excerpt is after the first full day Kylie spends autopsying a mutated woman, and she’s spending it in a cop bar, letting the alcohol and atmosphere erase some of the memories for her:

As Kylie took another drink, she noticed a man at a table near the door stared at her, dissecting her in a way that felt not like he was undressing her, but more like he looked past her skin, into her psyche, or perhaps her soul. Kylie stared back, putting a forbidding expression on her face. Usually, that was enough to scare off a would-be masher. But it didn’t seem to faze this one.

The man’s persistence triggered a defensive response, and she lost interest in the alcohol. She left half a dozen plat coins on the counter, enough to cover her tab and something for Lin, and then headed for the door.

As she approached the man’s table, he stood up. “Please join me,” he said.

“No, thanks, I’m on my way out.”

“Please,” he said firmly. She stopped to look at him. That glance froze her steps. His eyes were the exact yellow tone of the dead woman’s. Exact.

She surveyed the room, but no one seemed to be paying attention. One gesture from her would have garnered assistance, but those eyes compelled her to wait. “Why should I?”

His voice softened. “I have information that could be of use to you.”

“Then perhaps you should come to the Cendiary. That’s where SIRT’s camped while this investigation is going on.” Her mind clicked along frantically trying to reject the half bottle of alcohol she’d consumed. There was something about this man, something about him. His eyes, but more than that. Taller than most men, and broad-shouldered. Hair, perfectly combed, his skin, without a blemish. Not even the hint of an old scar. Clothing, unremarkable. Hands, not quite perfectly proportioned, his fingers a little long, the nails even but lengthy for a man.

“No. I need to talk to you now.” His gaze continued to dance with hers.

She blinked and looked away. “This isn’t a good time, friend.”

He cocked his head, a, thin eyebrow raised. “You consider me your friend?”

His hesitation made her miss a beat, too. “No, I don’t consider you my friend.” She frowned. “Come to the Cendiary in the morning.” She turned to go, but her wrist was suddenly caught in an iron grip.

Tugging on her captured hand, she looked over her shoulder. He held no apology in his eyes, and his expression was grim. He nodded to the empty chair beside his. “I need to talk with you, Investigator Kylie Sanderson. Please hear what I have to say before any more females are damaged or killed.”

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Where can we find you and your books?

http://lyndialexander.wordpress.com/a-small-degree-of-hope-coming-soon/  is the page for this specific book, and we’ll have more detailed information next month, but my other science fiction and fantasy books, many of which have romantic storylines as well, are also listed there.

Where will you be next?

I’m currently teaching a local fiction-writing class, but in July, I’ll be teaching a fiction seminar at the Ligonier Valley Writers Conference in southwestern Pennsylvania (http://www.lvwonline.org/lvwCon2013.html).

Thanks so much for having me, Calisa. The Ranch is certainly beautiful this time of year.

Thanks for the kind words about my ranch. It’s about time for some spring décor. Don’t you agree? I thought the blue diamond theme suited April, but it is awfully busy so I hope you like the new background in honor of the Ranch’s new status. 😀

Is there anything else you’d like to add?

As a bonus for your readers, I’ll give away an ARC of my fantasy novel THE ELF QUEEN to one lucky commenter. We’ll choose from those who answer this question: 

Do you believe that true love can overcome any obstacle, even if your potential match is of a different faith, race, or in this case, alien species?

That’s a great question you ask. I think I’ll sit back and see what others say. A free book? Who doesn’t love that?!

Thank you so much for playing along, Lyndi! Wishing you much luck with your book and writing. I hope you’ll come visit again one day.

Dodadagohvi~

Wednesday Wrap-up ~ What is HP? Let’s ask the publisher!

Maybe I should ask “who” is HP?

Osiyo~

I’m manning the grill today! 😆

HeneryPressLogosquI have an epublisher (owner) with me for Wednesday Wrap Up, where I invite industry professionals to gather at the Ranch and share their expertise! Please show Kendel Flaum some Ranch love as she discusses what Henery Press publishes and how you could publish with this breakout romantic suspense ebook company!

Kendel was also kind enough to bring a few of their book’s cover art for us to drool over. What do you think of these? Personally, I think they are different and fun! 🙂

1. Why only suspense?

We actually take all genres/subgenres in mystery, thriller, and suspense, plus chick lit, women’s fiction and romance. We just put a really fabulous romance series under contract – 4 books, all lightly connected through their secondary characters. The first comes out this July (just in time for RWA Atlanta). Though our first love is mystery.

Fatality2. Do you see any big changes in the future for HP? If so, what kind?

We’re growing our Hen House strong, but steady. Nothing major up ahead, but we’re always adding programs and promotions (like our innovated eCards and Pin It to Win It contests).

3. Do you think HP will ever take other genres?DoubleWhammy

We’ll probably always stick close to what we know. It helps us build a synergy amongst readers and our authors.

4. What subgenres do you accept?

I’d say pretty much all subgenres except erotica, and anything that veers into fantasy. Light paranormal romance and mystery is fun (think magical not vampires). 

5. What types of story tropes are you looking for?

This one’s tough to answer, but I can say this: I’m truly looking for a tightly-written story with excellent pacing, original metaphors, snappy dialog, and page-turning tension.

6. Are there stories topics or subgenres you haven’t gotten that you would like to see cross your desk?

I’m still waiting for a magical mystery to plop onto my subs pile!

7. Any advice for those who might want to submit to HP?

Take your time. Publishing calendars fill up, but there will always be spots open – for every month that passes, the next month opens. Make sure your submission is as ready as is can be – if you’ve revised it twenty-five times, sent it out to betas a half-dozen times, polished it, tightened it, and polished it again. Scour for typos and mistakes.

Follow the submission instructions. Every agent/editor has different ones, and you wouldn’t believe how many folks just ignore them (those subs don’t even get a glance).

Most of all, be yourself. Let your personality pop in your writing and your sub package, and it will shine!

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Henery Press is an independent publisher in the mystery/suspense genre focused on engaging stories with sharp twists and lively characters. We want every reader to enjoy a captivating story written by a talented author wrapped in a pretty package.

All books are available in digital format (ebooks), print (trade paperbacks) and eCards and may be found in popular outlets like Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Copia, Kobo, iBookstore, as well as your favorite independent bookshop or local library.

Our eCards are like ebook gift cards – they look just like plastic gift cards with snazzy graphics on the front and the book description on the back. There’s a unique code on the back, just type it into the redemption box on the Henery Press website, and you can download the ebook file (epub or Kindle) and start reading in minutes!  Every Henery Press title is also available as an ecard – authors find them to be great giveaway and promotional items, and sell them alongside paperbacks at signings…

We pay royalties to our authors while offering editorial guidance, engaging cover artwork and a structured turn-key social media strategy. We’ve got high expectations up here in the Hen House!

Whether you’re swiftly turning the paper page or quickly tapping the turn page button, we hope we’ve whisked you away to someplace mysterious or dramatic, and always fascinating. Happy reading!

ABOUT KENDEL FLAUM

Kendel Flaum is a Southern California native who now parks her flip flops in Dallas, Texas. Deciding to combine her fifteen years of entrepreneurial savvy and over a decade of designing, writing, and editorial experience, she launched Henery Press, an independent publishing house focused on mystery, suspense, and romance. As managing editor, she’s always looking for gripping tales with surprising scenes and clever dynamics, from cozies and crime capers to paranormals and PIs. She’s got a coop full of award-winners and nominees in the Hen House, and just loves finding a gem in the slush pile.

Thank you for coming and sharing your electronic publishing company with us, Kendel! Maybe I can convince you to do a blog pitch in the future.

For now,

Dodadagohvi~

The Joy of Aging- Fadeout by Rolynn Anderson

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I have the author of a book I am desperately trying to acquire still. This book has slowly become a must read for me. LOL Please welcome Rolynn Anderson, author of Fadeout, and sister Rose friend.

BELLA PROVES THE JOY OF AGING in FADEOUT, by Rolynn Anderson

(A novel about a boutique funeral planner whose clients refuse to rest in peace)

The brain doesn’t age, I’ve discovered.  At least it doesn’t seem to age nearly as fast as our bodies do.  That’s why one of my characters in FADEOUT, Bella Keller, dresses and acts twenty years younger than her age of 69.  She’s slim and petite with a profusion of red, curly hair haloed around her head.  Her skin is wrinkled and leather-looking from years of enjoying the outdoors, but she is so energetic and so positive, that her wrinkles are a joy to behold because they are placeholders for her smiles and reminders of her joy.

She likes to wear glittery T-shirts emblazoned with the names of musicals she’s enjoyed.  WICKED, OZ, SHOWBOAT…she has twenty of them that she wears with capris and flip flops.

For fees and for free she has served as a home decorator (“home desecrator,” she calls herself) all her life.  She’s itching to help the funeral planner three doors down, who hasn’t bought furniture for her house in the six months she’s lived there.  That the woman is planning her husband’s memorial and has caught the fancy of her grandson, Roman Keller, makes her want to get to know Jan Solvang.

Though she mourns the passing of her husband, she continues to live her life fully, as Joe would have wanted it.  But what should she do about the enormous secret she’s been keeping about her husband for more than forty years? 

I can’t wait for you to befriend Bella when you read FADEOUT…and learn how she ‘desecrates’ and how well she keeps secrets.

FADEOUT, the first of the Funeral Planner Suspense Series:

Jan Solvang has spent her life avoiding conflict and commitment. Six months ago, she left a marriage proposal and a job in Seattle to care for her dying mother. Now she’s stuck with her mother’s California house and her mother’s dog, filling her mother’s shoes as a memorial planner with her estranged father.

Roman Keller thrives on conflict, writing documentaries that reveal the flaws of the famous. Jan’s challenge is to help him write a positive eulogy for a grandfather he disliked, but Roman is more interested in her other client: a powerful attorney with a dark past his family wants buried with him. If Jan stands behind the family and Roman goes for the exposé, who’s in danger and who wins?

The tension between them pulls tighter as each discovers the other is keeping secrets.  But if they tell the truth, will they destroy any chance for love?

SUSPENSE SPIKED WITH ROMANCE

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See? A MUST read! Thank you for visiting, Rolynn and bringing such a fun book to share with us. I want to read more about Elwood, the Scotty (not mentioned here), Bella, and everything Jan heroine gets into. How about sharing what you think with Rolynn?

Dodadagohvi~

Christina Wolfer and The Daughter

Osiyo~

WooHoo! Gonna have a party on the Ranch today! My Diva Christina Wolfer is here with the beer and I have the weenies. I think I see Joelene and Lo trailing in with wine! Ruth and Clancy will be good for the food and chocolate if they make it in. So let’s get started! Go for it Tina. The round pen’s all yours!

Hi Ya’ll,

I’m thrilled to be guest blogging on the ranch today. I’ve spent enough time here over the last year and a half and often behind the scenes sitting on the porch with Calisa and a few other Diva’s throwing back a few drinks, eating little weenies and discussing men, writing and life as it comes at us.

Before I go any further though, I want to give a big shout out to Calisa, on her debut release, HOME. A fabulous story.

Aw dang, thanks Tina. *blushes*

So why am I here, you may be asking? I’m not just filling a hole in the calendar, well, I am doing that too, but more than that I’m here to tell you a little about me and my newest release, THE DAUGHTER, which came out January 14th from Turquoise Morning Press.

Like Calisa, I’m a small-town country girl through and through and I share her passion for horses. Writing, like reading, has always been a part of my life. I write romantic suspense and romance with strong elements of suspense set in current times.

When I first headed off to college, my plan was to get my degree in Social Services with my primary desire to work with children, to save them really and help them have better lives. I went to work at a runaway shelter near my hometown and learned the realities of what I would really be able to do. During that time, I got to work along side some great Social Workers who invested emotionally in the lives of others. Okay, so now you’re probably wondering what all this has to do with anything. The heroine in THE DAUGHTER is a social worker; however, she’s working to get prostitutes off the street.  

Back book blurb:

Abandoned by her mother at birth, social worker Katie Delynski believes love and relationships are learned—and she hasn’t learned anything good about either. She avoids both love and relationships by focusing on her career and by getting prostitutes off the street. But when a man she’s never met commits suicide and names her as his daughter, leaving her millions of dollars and a family full of new relatives, things change. Her new family invites her into their lives, stirring a sense of belonging she is afraid to believe in.
Determined to put her windfall to good use, Katie buys an old building for a women’s shelter. Her newfound family puts her in touch with Conner Patterson, a family friend, to help rehab the building. As work progresses, Katie finds herself falling in love with Conner, but fear keeps her from acting on her feelings. It soon becomes apparent, though, that Conner may be her only hope for survival, when someone hurt by her father’s past indiscretions is determined to make Katie pay for her father’s sins.

Please leave a comment to be entered to win an e-copy of THE DAUGHTER.

Other books by Christina Wolfer

TWO BROTHERS

UNDERCOVER

Sounds like a keeper to me. That cover is breathtaking. Where can we find you when you’re not kicked back on my porch?

You can find me at the following:

Facebook: Christina Williams Wolfer

Twitter @christinawolfer

http://www.christinawolfer.com

http://www.christinawolfer.blogspot.com

It’s been awesome having you talk about The Daughter, Christina. I’m so thrilled for your success since we met! You are on fire girl! Thank you for being my guest today.

Now who wants a copy for your own of The Daughter? Raise your hands folks. Better yet, leave a comment to be entered in the drawing!

Dodadagohvi~