Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Oh shoot! No, don't!
It was my day to blog and I forgot (until just now when I peeked at my other calendar.) Have I mentioned I have a new book out?
I have no excuse...except for gobs of promo to announce my first mass market paperback release, whirlwind blog/book signing tour and keeping dates in two different places. I apologize profusly.
Okay, so summer is the theme. Is it summer? I've put everything on hold until after June. Which is a bummer since June is probably my favorite month. I like September too, except it heralds the end of summer and I get bummed out. No, really. I think I have a touch of S.A.D. (Seasonal Affective Disorder.)
I'm such a summer girl that I convinced my husband to take me someplace warm every winter. He knows I need something to look forward to to get me through the lengthening darkness. He can see for himself how much happier and more mobile I am in the sun. This year I signed myself up for the 'Cruise with your Muse' conference in January and I'll be going to RT in April. Now to find someplace to escape to in Feb or March. That ought to do it.
I'm brainstorming my next series, which takes place in New Orleans. Perfect! I see a research trip in my future! Meanwhile, let me recommend my current series! Strange Neighbors. It's getting all kinds of positive reviews, so it's not just me who loves it. (grin) And I've been getting reader emails too. That's almost more precious since they don't have to write about it to anyone--but they choose to! Now, don't get upset, reviewers. You're positive feedback is precious to me too. You have no idea how much I need that affirmation!
So, what do you think? Where would you set a book as an excuse to visit...for research, of course! And maybe to get away from your Strange Neighbors!
(I've heard people need to see an ad 7 times before it sticks. There's another one on this page somewhere and if (when) you go to Amazon, you'll find one there too! (wink)
When star pitcher and shapeshifter Jason Falco buys a small apartment building, he sees it not only as an investment but as a place to escape the demands of major league baseball.
That is, until he meets his tenants--a sarcastic unemployed vigilante vampire; a wereraven with a morbid sense of humor; a werewolf thief who sells security systems; and two witches with an owl who work as phone sex actresses. Not to mention a beautiful, all too human nurse. But with all the hooting, howling, and hollering going on, how's an all-American shapershifter supposed to sweep a girl off her feet?