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|J.P. Grider, Author||
I had the pleasure of a short encounter with Bethan Cooper, author of Never Say Goodbye, so I decided to ask her what her inspiration was for writing this story and how she developed her main characters - Ella and Luke. This is what Bethan had to say: Inspiration hit me when I hit a real down point in my life. I was diagnosed with something that made me see life differently. I needed to vent this emotion, this fury I felt with life, and Ella and Luke came to me that way. Their story was totally different at first...until I started developing the characters and developing the plot line. Some inspiration is from my own relationship, and some were entirely their own.
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About the Book:
Screaming Divas by Suzanne Kamata
Publication Date: May 18th, 2014
Publisher: Merit Press
Genre: YA Contemporary
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At sixteen, Trudy Baxter is tired of her debutante mom, her deadbeat dad, and her standing reservation at the juvenile detention center. Changing her name to Trudy Sin, she cranks up her major chops as a singer and starts a band, gathering around other girls ill at ease in their own lives. Cassie Haywood, would-have-been beauty queen, was scarred in an accident in which her alcoholic mom was killed. But she can still sing and play her guitar, even though she seeks way too much relief from the pain in her body and her heart through drugs, and way too much relief from loneliness through casual sex. Still, it’s Cassie who hears former child prodigy Harumi Yokoyama playing in a punk band at a party, and enlists her, outraging Harumi’s overbearing first-generation Japanese parents. The fourth member is Esther Shealy, who joins as a drummer in order to be close to Cassie–the long-time object of her unrequited love–and Harumi, her estranged childhood friend. Together, they are Screaming Divas, and they’re quickly swept up as a local sensation. Then, just as they are about to achieve their rock-girl dreams, a tragedy strikes.
About the Author:
Back in the day, Suzanne Kamata spent a lot of time hanging out in a club in Columbia, South Carolina, much like the one in Screaming Divas. (The beat goes on . . .) She later wrote about musicians for The State newspaper, The Japan Times, and other publications. Now, she mostly writes novels. In her free time, she enjoys searching for the perfect fake fur leopard-print coat and listening to the Japanese all-girl band Chatmonchy. Her YA debut, Gadget Girl: The Art of Being Invisible was named the 2013-2014 APALA YA Honor Book and Grand Prize Winner of the Paris Book Festival. For more info, visithttp://www.suzannekamata.com or follow her on Twitter @shikokusue.
Gabby: Angel of God: Guardian and Messenger
by Greg Sandora
I’m originally from the Portland, Maine area and lived and worked there for years before moving to Southwest Florida. I am currently working on the sequel to Jack Canon’s American Destiny – which will be titled Jack Canon Clean Sweep. The sequel will be available in about three months.
My Dad and Mom were artists, my father painted and my mother wrote poetry and loved to garden. Most Saturdays we loaded up the 1970 Chevy Impala to trek to a one man show somewhere or other. I took a different track graduating with a business degree; owning and operating an Award Winning Franchise Fitness Center. Currently a professional manager I am living in Florida with my beautiful wife and children, and following my passion.
Some of my other projects include a children’s book called Sammy the Sea Turtle – about an infant sea turtle taken from his nest the night he was to find his way to the sea. Sammy lives with the family until their son – the boy who took him, graduates from high school. On that day Sammy, backpack in tow – begins the long journey home.
My second project in the works involves angels – a man during a visit to Bar Harbor Maine encounters an angel; quite accidentally, he is told – she was not supposed to make him aware of her existence. Only three others have ever seen the real thing. Naturally he falls hopelessly in love with the beautiful creature.
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Book Genre: Supernatural Romance/Thriller
Release Date: February 18, 2014
Gabby, Angel of God is a Supernatural Romance Thriller that feels like falling in love again! The story starts out with a young widower, Bo, raising two small children – in the time it takes for three heartbeats his life will change! Ride along as stunningly beautiful Gabby, takes this human man on the no-holds barred adventure of a lifetime! If you've ever lost a loved one this story is for you! A story of Peace, Love, Hope, Charity, and the strength of Faith, you'll love Gabby, Angel of God. Gabby, is not only gorgeous, she’s powerful, and able to take on forces that would make powerful armies turn and run for their lives. – Bo, during a visit to Bar Harbor, Maine encounters beautiful Gabby; quite accidentally, - she is not supposed to make him aware of her existence. His purity of spirit, kindness, and capacity for love has revealed her to him. Watch how easily he falls hopelessly in love with the beautiful creature. Gabby sparkles and shines with divine love, you'll be caught up in the magic in no time. Gabby Angel of God is a heart felt story filled with Adventure, Suspense, and Fantasy that your sure to love. Take the thrilling ride and experience Gabby for yourself.
"I’ve got to go to Brunswick, Bo, would you take me? We could borrow the motorcycle; Wesley won’t need it anymore."
I didn’t want to admit that I’ve never driven a Harley before. I’d driven a few motorbikes when I was a kid, but I didn’t think I could handle a full-size Harley the first time out.
"Who said anything about you driving?" Gabby teased me. She was reading my thoughts again. "You’ll do fine," she added.
"I’ll give it a try." She had wounded my masculine pride so I was determined to rise to the challenge. I jumped onto the bike, propped it upright, and steadied it off the kickstand. Instinctively, I reached for the handgrip, rolled it to quarter throttle and pushed my thumb on the starter button. The bike roared to a deep-throated rumble. I pulled back racing the engine, "Hop on!"
Gabby climbed on the back and sat really close to me on the small seat. She reached her arms around my waist and hugged, laying her head sideways, her cheek to my back. I kicked the gear lever down and heard the tranny knock into place. I operated on instinct and figured it was one down and five up on the gears. Things were coming easier to me. I became convinced that I could drive this hog.
"Hold on," I hollered back, even though she was already holding tight. I gave it some gas, released the clutch, and gave her a half throttle twist as we roared into the street. Barely four seconds into the ride and I had already been through three of the gears. "This is a blast!" I shouted.
"You don’t need to yell, Bo." Gabby switched to talking in my head because of the noise from the motorcycle.
"Oh, sorry." I felt a little bad about yelling. Presumably angels have great hearing.
"You’ll get used to me. Do you really think I’m the prettiest girl you’ve ever seen, Bo?" I could feel her cheek move against my back as she smiled.
"You’re so beautiful my heart is shivering. Even in my dreams I’ve never seen anything so amazing. In all my life I never imagined anyone or anything could be as beautiful as you."
"You’re very certain Bo. Tell me, how many angels have you seen?’
"Just you, but I know beautiful when I see it." My absolute conviction about that came through in my voice.
"Is that so?" Gabby sounded amused.
I was feeling curious. "Gabby, I’ve been thinking about what you’ve said, it’s hard to believe there are angels guarding the outer edges of the earth."
"Didn’t you pay attention in science class – you remember the earth is spinning at a thousand miles an hour and traveling through space at eighteen miles per second, but angels protecting it is the part you find too amazing to believe?"
"Well, when you put it like that."
"Every morning you wake to a glowing red fireball in the sky and it doesn’t make you think, who put it there?" Gabby seemed to be in full instructional-angel mode.
"It seems ridiculous when you put it like that. The idea that there could be such powerful and awe-inspiring phenomenon in the universe with no Creator behind them seems absurd. Here I am riding down route one, on a Harley I didn’t even know how to drive – having the deepest metaphysical conversation of my life – with the most gorgeous woman ever – and it’s a telepathic conversation at that! I better not wake up and realize this is a dream!"
A few silky strands of Gabby’s hair were blown by the wind to caress my cheek. "Don’t worry, you’re not dreaming – in fact this is probably the most real experience you’ve ever had."
I realized she was right. "That’s true! I feel more awake and alive than I’ve ever been. I feel stronger than I’ve ever felt. I love being with you."
"Don’t get too attached." Gabby warned me. "I’m only here for two weeks in Earth time, Bo. That’s all the time I have and then I have to leave."
"You’re my dream come true Gabby. Isn’t there any way that you can stay longer?"
"That’s not up to me Bo. That decision was made long before you were born. Let’s just enjoy each other while I’m here, okay?" Gabby sounded a little sad.
"Okay, I want to spend every moment I can with you."
"There is one thing that you could do for me if we are going to spend this time together." Gabby sounded cautious.
"I want to be a girl, you know, in between our assignments. I want to have some fun."
I was a little confused. "You said you were a girl. What do you mean, Gabby?"
"I said I’m a female angel. There is a difference. I want to live as a girl, a human girl, try it out – to see what it’s like, okay? Will you treat me like a girl, Bo?" Now she sounded a bit wistful.
I was excited by the chance to do this for her. "You got it! It will be my pleasure."
Suzanne Kamata’s Top Ten Favorite Quotes from Screaming Divas
I chose lines that give an idea of the flavor of the book, and that were fun for me to write. :-)
1. “Wake up, girl. That Barbie doll has been lynched.”
2. “Y’all sound like a bunch of screaming divas.”
3. “A hex on you if you walk out that door!”
4. “Let’s meet at Group Therapy tomorrow.”
5. “It had been all over the place, probably even Dahomey.”
6. “You knew that I was young/Yet your kiss was full of tongue.”
7. Trudy sank into the back seat of the squad car, her shackled wrists resting lightly on her lap.
8. So far since arriving, Harumi had seen the following: A raggedy man yelling at God. A six foot tall transvestite with cocoa skin, a curly wig, and a feather boa tossed over his/her shoulders. A movie star flicking her cigarette out the window of a limo
9. “My new motto is ‘Make Your Own Family.’”
10. “Did she give you that scar?”
The Iron Altar trilogy – The Iron Altar trilogy follows the paths of two women, one young and the other ancient beyond belief. Both are destined to die on the same altar.
One death would precipitate mass murder and destroy billions. The other sacrifice would claim only two lives – the martyr and the monster who made the Iron Altar.
Amber Grace will be that martyr, but only if she reaches the altar first. And only if she still thinks we are worth dying for…
Book Genre: Science Fiction/Romance
Publisher: Pegasus Pres
Release Date: IceFlight – December 8th, 2013. Frostbite – TBA (March 2014)
Buy Link(s): IceFlight - http://www.amazon.com/IceFlight-The-Iron-Altar-Trilogy-ebook/dp/B008DO6Q5S Frostbite - TBA
IceFlight – Darsey Ice never thought her first trip past Jupiter would claim the lives of her crew. But then she hadn’t expected to become the first person to make contact with aliens either. Kidnapped, enslaved and lost on the Outer Rim of a mighty civilization light-years from Earth, the only person she can turn to is her enigmatic new owner.
A dishonored outcast, he is just as alone as Darsey. Exiled by his people and struggling to survive, the last thing he wants is a rebellious primitive as a slave. She complicates his efforts to hide a dangerous secret and to complete a quest that is likely to claim both their lives.
Frostbite – When the ice comes for you… When it has already taken your friends… What do you do?
Amber Grace has spent countless lives preparing for battle, but has finally run out of time. She is mortal now and can only hope that her enemy is close, that when the monster comes to devour them all, she will be ready.
All Amber has to do is hide and wait, keeping herself safe so she will be there to save everyone when death comes for them. But one thing the Universe never guarantees is safety.
Forced from hiding and trapped on the Rim with the criminal scum of every interstellar species, Amber finds herself truly living in a way she hasn’t for millennia. Suddenly her choices are more than equations and the potential of billions killed must be balanced against protecting her friends.
Amber finally dares to embrace her last life, but a single mistake costs everything she has won.
Now the ice is coming… and it’s not alone.
Here's an excerpt to enjoy:
IceFlight - In front of them a massive waterfall fell through the pyramid, a silver curtain blocking their path. It filled the entire landing and Darsey tried to stop and stare, but the floor wouldn’t let her. Instead it kept flowing forward and carried her with it. She tried to walk backwards, but the strange cushion of air accelerated to waft her faster, straight at the monstrous waterfall.
"Wing," she squeaked and her fingers found her companion's hand. She squeezed tighter than she intended, but Nightwing didn't flinch.
"It's kay. See."
Darsey stared unblinking at the silent curtain of water she was rushing toward. They hurtled into it and she grabbed Wing’s arm with her other hand, but the flow parted ahead of them. A v-shaped gap appeared above the path, looking like the ripple left by a speedboat. She had to duck her head against his shoulder to fit, but it worked.
Wing put his arm around Darsey while they slowed to a sedate drift under the weight of a ten story waterfall. Silver boiled above them and the light grew dim. The path under their feet began to glow blue and when she glanced up at the kres he looked haggard. He also looked starkly alien and she suddenly realized how familiar his strange features had become to her. She’d started to see him as just another person, but that didn’t mean he was human. Not even close.
Darsey looked away with a shudder and her spasm seemed to trigger a nightmare. The bridge under them pulsed red while a siren sounded and then the silent waterfall began to roar. She looked up just as the shield protecting them vanished.
The water fell and Darsey fell with it. The weight of a giant fist pounded her while she plummeted down into darkness and the noise was so overwhelming it seemed as solid as the water. She could hardly feel Wing’s fingers clamped tight round her wrist, but she knew they must be there because she was still alive. His com field was the only thing keeping her that way and she prayed he wouldn’t let go. Not that it really mattered, because the impact when they finally hit the bottom was going to be brutal. His shield would be overloaded and they would both die anyway.
Frostbite - Zak broke off when his words were lost in a thud and a grunt. Misty ducked her head further from cover to see what was happening. Ace. He'd finally managed to slither from his party burrow and do some work. Impressive work too. He must have taken Zak down with a diving tackle, but the nearest cover was meters away. Not a bad leap.
Unfortunately, Zak arched hard enough to throw Ace off and they came to their feet together. Two swords appeared and they attacked each other instantly. Their blades clashed repeatedly, without pause or hesitation.
Misty stopped and stared. She had never seen such a fight. Every blow was countered and each riposte was blocked. It was like watching someone fence with a mirror. There were no advances and no retreats. The fighters stood toe-to-toe, perfectly matched. The pace increased, until their swords were a blur, but still no one broke through with a blade.
Zak decompressed a second sword and slashed at Ace recklessly, driving him toward the cliff. The clash of blades was constant as the Beserk pushed forward. Misty took half a step toward them, but Ace spun around Zak, away from the drop. He swung his sword over his shoulders to guard his back and caught the blades trying to cut him down from behind. He twisted his arms while crouching, to turn and sweep one of the weapons from Zak’s hand.
Ace leapt high, while Zak jumped too. Their swords collided and they both swung a fist as well. Ace smashed his opponent in the mouth, but a punch like an anvil glanced from his chin and he staggered. He fell to a knee, before surging upright to back away and look for the Beserk. He attacked as soon as he saw the stranger - still on his back in the dirt.
Zak sprang to his feet just in time to counter the blow, then took an unsteady step and Ace paused too, breathing heavily despite com support. The stranger used the back of his hand to wipe blood from his lips and frowned when he saw Ace wiping his own bloody mouth.
“Get out of my head, snot balls.”
“Glad to,” Ace sneered. “I don't usually play in garbage.”
Zak sprang forward, but this time he put his full weight behind his swing. The wild blow was a risk, but Ace was too surprised to take advantage of it. He belatedly tried to block Zak’s sword, but its momentum was too great. Both swords flew through the air and Misty jumped aside when they clattered past. Ace reached to his wrist for another blade, but was too slow. This time Zak tackled him and they went down together. They grappled with each other and rolled across the plateau toward the cliff.
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Author Bio: Casey Lea is a mother and daughter writing team with a strong interest in science fantasy. The Casey Lea partnership began in 1990, with the arrival of Emma Casey Frost, first daughter of Shelley Lea and Gary. Although Emma was a very precocious child, it took another fifteen years before she began working with her mother.
Shelley Lea (pronounced ‘lee’) was born on a snowy June day, near the bottom of the world, in Invercargill, New Zealand. Reluctant to supply a date of birth, she would rather claim several decades of maturity, but only a few days of actual wisdom. Those decades have covered a range of jobs, a couple of degrees (including English Lit), one great husband, plenty of travel, two gorgeous daughters, several scatty cats and one charmingly dumb dog. They’ve also included an on-going struggle to put pen to paper in any spare second. This has led to some dire poetry, some eyebrow raising children’s stories and finally to something resembling a novel. This languished in a sadly disjointed and hand written form until…
Emma Casey inherited her mother’s love of books and the ability to string two sentences together (sometimes three). She proved to be the missing link in trying to actually finish a manuscript. Younger, savvier and able to turn on a computer without causing it to explode, she picked up the book and ran with it. Emma is also studying graphic design and happily provides Casey Lea’s cover artwork.
Meet Aurora Zahni, the author of Ellie Stanton
• When did you know you wanted to be a writer?
I wrote stories for my little sisters as a kid but I’d say I didn’t fully embrace the term “writer” until recently.
• What inspires your writing?
People, so wonderful and confusing. Sometimes all it takes is hearing a friend’s voice. Everyday interaction with the human race makes me want to create.
• What other jobs have you done or are still doing besides writing?
I do billing, payroll, bookkeeping and all sorts of other fun things for a small courier service in New York City.
• What genres do you enjoy writing, and why?
I love Ya and Sci-Fi. YA is just always such a wonderful way to capture such an important time in your life and I think Science Fiction is still the best way to address the human condition.
• What’s been the hardest thing on your journey as a writer?
Balancing my real life with “writer world.”
• What’s the most enjoyable thing on the journey?
Meeting writers and readers. It really was helpful to have a community to help.
• How much support do you receive from your family?
As much as I ask for, so zero.
• How do you manage your schedule to balance writing with other responsibilities?
I don’t. It’s all one big, wonderful mess the second I leave my day job.
• What aspects of your life (such as hobbies or places you’ve traveled) have you included
in your writing?
All of it! Anytime I get inspired by any aspect of my life I try to use it in my writing. Just last week I picked up a few packs of an old trading card set and it’s immediately finding its way into my work in progress.
• What advice would you give to aspiring authors?
Be honest. You’re going to find tons of opportunities to lie to yourself and others about your story. Don’t.
• Plotter? Or Pantser?
Can’t I be both? I definitely start pantsing it but I can’t get too far without plotting.
• Describe your ideal “writing room” -- and your real one.
A clean room with lots of comfortable places to sit and a shower, fridge and working kitchen all at an arm’s length.
My real “office” is a desk in a hallway with a boom box and a chair.
• The value of networking
Having people who can guide and help you is a good thing. Having people who have been through it and will tell you it’s going to be okay is invaluable.
• Writer’s block and how you overcome it
I tend to write so slow and revise so often that I rarely even notice writer’s block. Whenever it does happen I just start from the very beginning of a project. I’ll print it out and take a red pen to it, get fully immersed and that’s something that always helps a story.
• Tricks you use to stimulate your thinking
Random Wikpedia entry surfing and new music playlists.
Fun Trivia about YOU:
• What is your favorite genre to read?
It changes every six months. I like to move around.
• Do you have a favorite author?
I suppose if I had to pick one I’d say Kurt Vonnegut.
• Do you prefer reading or watching television?
As much as a good book can change your life I still prefer television for everyday entertainment.
• Do you watch television? What are your favorites?
I watch tons. My all time faves are Veronica Mars, Twin Peaks and Battlestar Galactica.
• Do you have a favorite car?
I’ve driven a car in my life.
• A favorite pet?
My cat Minneapolis is the greatest pet in history.
• Besides writing, what excites you?
I’m passionate about music and helping others.
• Favorite vacation spot - real.
Cape May, New Jersey.
• Favorite vacation spot - ideal.
About your book:
• What was the inspiration behind the story?
I wanted to tell the story of an imperfect and unremarkable girl figuring out a few things about life, just like I did as a teen.
• Who is your favorite character from the book, and why?
Hilary Palmer, a secondary character in this book, is one of my favorite fictional characters of all time. I’m so proud of her and loved her so much that I wrote an entire novel for her.
• How did you choose your title?
After it was all said and done, Ellie dominated the story so much that she demanded the book be named after her.
• What research was involved?
I had to look up a lot of menus and bus schedules to make sure Ellie’s journey was as accurate as possible.
• How does the setting play a role in the story?
Heller Park is important in Ellie’s development but not crucial to the story like it is in later works in the series, where it becomes a character all its own.
• What do you hope readers will get from your novel
I hope that Ellie will remind of the day you “figured it out” or help you look forward to the day when you do.
• Will there be a sequel? If so, tell us about it.
A direct sequel? That’s eventually going to happen, but for now the series continues and it’s all tied together, even though book two is a sci-fi romance.
Give me the blurb for the book in 140 characters or less:
Did you ever have to figure it all out at once? Life pushed the fast forward button on Ellie Stanton, and it may be for the best.
What’s next for you?
Book two, book three, book four and so on and so forth.
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The LOST Series by Layla Hagen....You have got to read this...whether you have read Lost in Us or intend to, you must read LOST, because it is THAT good. Layla Hagen has quickly become one of my favorite authors. Here are a few teasers and an excerpt to get you read for it. And it's FREE...that's right - at the end of the excerpt, you will find links where you can get LOST for free. ENJOY!!!
NOW THAT I'VE TEASED YOU WITH A FEW TEASERS, HERE IS AN EXCERPT FROM LOST....
I see someone who looks vaguely familiar at the bar. She has long black hair and large round eyes. It bugs me that I don’t remember where I saw her before. I have a good memory when it comes to people. Especially women. And especially when they look like her.
It's only when she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear that it hits me where I saw her before, making that same gesture—last year at the award ceremony of that math contest I sponsored. She was the mentor. I grasp my empty glass firmly in my hand, remembering the details of that day. It took me long enough to forget them. I look around for that rat of a boyfriend who was with her then, but he isn't anywhere. The only person she seems to be with is the inebriated blonde sitting next to her at the bar.
I scrutinize her, trying to understand what she’s doing in a place like this. She doesn’t belong here. I’m not exactly sure where she belongs, but it’s not here. At any rate, she didn’t strike me as a particularly outgoing type of girl when she was on that stage. I think I know why she’s here. I've seen this look before in women. The hunched shoulders. The unsure gaze. Yes, she wears the unmistakable signs of someone who's been dumped, and who’s trying, but failing, to forget about it. These signs in women usually make me want to run in the opposite direction.
This time, it has an entirely different effect on me. It makes me want to do what I didn’t have the courage to do last year. Walk up to her. I wanted to make her smile then. The haunted look she had in her eyes back then isn’t as visible now, but it lingers there somewhere. Just like it lingers in me. When it takes over again, I want to make sure she has someone who can put a smile on her beautiful face.
And I still want to taste her lips and those delicious-looking breasts, just like I wanted back then.
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PERFECT. PERFECT. PERFECT. 5 STARS *****
Lost is the PERFECT prequel to Lost in Us. Just when we thought we couldn't get to know James and Serena more than we already had in Lost In Us, we find out in Lost that we can. We learn the origins of their angst - where it all began. We feel the pain of their loss, and we cry with them all over again. As Layla Hagen has proved in Lost In Us, and again with her prequel Lost, her story telling and writing rivals the best of the New Adult Authors out there - she rates right up there with Colleen Hoover, Jamie McGuire, Cora Carmack, and Abbi Glines. Look for her in the Top 10 New York Times Best Sellers' List, where I've no doubt she'll be in the very near future.
I can't wait for more from Ms. Layla Hagen.