Monday, February 28, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
I'm also doing edits for Love Revisited - well I finished those. I only needed to change two things in 12 pages. That isn't too bad. :o)
So until next week...know I'm knee deep in edits.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
We have a very special guest today, Anny Cook!!
Tessie said, "Introduce yourself!"
I am Anny Cook, author of eighteen published titles ranging from a short novel for an anthology to several longer novels. I have written two fantasy series plus several paranormal and contemporary romances. All my erotic romances, whether two people or more, have one important thing in common—love with a happy ending.
Reader, author, wife, parent and grandmother, I fit it all in my busy life. I've moved over forty times, lived in six states, and worked jobs as varied as fast food, warehousing, teaching adult education classes and executive secretary. Now officially retired, I began writing in 2005 when I found myself at loose ends after yet another move. Married to the same man over forty-three years, I currently lives with my house hunk in Maryland.
My newest release--Phantom's Rest from Passion in Print--is set in an RV park for permanent residents. Readers ask why an RV park? Well, I have a confession to make. For much of my life, I lived in trailer parks. And I'm tired of that expression "trailer trash". Part of the perpetration of that expression is due to stereotyped characters in romance books. Yep. It's true.
Every time I read about a trashy woman who lives in a trailer park, I just want to cringe. From experience, I can tell you the same percentage of trashy women live in apartments, high tone neighborhoods, small family neighborhoods, and anywhere else you can think of. But our perception of that expression "trailer park" is visceral and immediate. It means cheap, junk cars, trash in the yard, and loose women with their beer drinkin' men.
My children were called trailer trash most of their lives though their home was more expensive to live in than the brick home three blocks away. And our park had far more rigid rules than the fanciest subdivisions in our town.
I decided to introduce readers to the real people who live in trailer parks, but for the purposes of my story, I needed some movement among the inhabitants so I settled on an RV park. In my park, the Phantom's Rest, there are families, singles, elders all living together in harmony along with the ghosts of Phantom's Rest. When assassins come to town and threaten one of their own, they all join together to defend her.
I'm so proud that Passion in Print--the heterosexual imprint of Man Love Romances--liked my story, too! I want to thank Tessie for having me as her guest!
Phantom’s Rest by Anny Cook from Passion in Print
When Beauregard Barker leaves his military career due to injuries, he takes refuge at the Phantom’s Rest RV Park, expecting no more than a place to recover as he helps renovate the park. First he discovers the place is full of ghosts. Then Emmeline Fairchild arrives for her annual stay and everything changes. Beau falls hard for the shy calligrapher who’s being stalked by a killer. Whatever it takes, he’s determined to keep her safe and persuade her he’s the man for her.
Narrow shafts of sunlight sneaked past the blinds to bombard him in the face. Grumpily, Beau rolled over and pulled the lumpy pillow over his head. A series of muffled thumps from outside invaded his restless sleep.
Beau groped in the covers for Woobie’s “baby”—a tattered, ragged teddy bear—and tossed it in her direction.
Then the familiar strains of a man singing something Italian wove their way from next door. Vaguely, he recognized the artist as one of Aunt Agatha’s favorites, though his name escaped Beau at the moment. When the volume abruptly grew louder, Woobie lifted her head and howled along with the singer in a doggie duet. The music soared to a towering crescendo as Woobie ended on a high note.
Cursing, Beau sat up and glared at the door. The melody sounded a lot like opera—his least favorite genre of music. When the singer switched from operatic Italian to a hypnotic Spanish number accompanied by flashy guitar work, his patience reached its limits. While Woobie soulfully howled along with the new song, Beau knuckled his burning eyes, listening to his dog in disbelief. He leaned over, groping on the floor for his clothes. Finally, he snatched up his plaid boxers, jerking them on wrong side out before leaping from his camper to storm his way to the driveway next door.
His eyes were bloodshot from the inside out. Tiny leprechauns were lustily hammering in his head. He yelped and cursed as he stepped on a sharp stone. Hopping sideways on his bad foot, he twisted his ankle, landing squarely on his butt in a small puddle of water. Clapping his hands over his ears, he tried to block out the soaring music as the singer reached a powerful finale with Woobie howling in the background.
Abruptly, the music stopped. He closed his eyes, savoring the exquisite relief.
And then she laughed.
You can find Anny on the internet at:
Thanks so much for coming by today, Anny!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
I’m going through a lot of personal and professional issues. I’m at a point in my writing career where I’m not sure where I want to go with it. What should be my next steps? And in all honesty is my writing any good.
I wish I could share the struggles I’m going through personally, but at this point I can’t. I’m hoping in the next few weeks I can. One of the reasons I want to share is the writer community is so supportive and caring. You’ve helped me through one of the most challenging times of my life. I know you’ll be here for me again.
That being said, a writer friend has been here for me when I feel like giving up. She’s offered me a shoulder to cry on, words of encouragement and honest feedback to my concerns. I’m blessed to have her as a friend. I’m sure we all are. Thanks Katalina Leon.
That’s not saying others aren’t there too. The bottom line is this profession is a very lonely business. You need to have someone to talk to and share what you’re feeling. The most likely choice would be another writer. They know what you’re going through. Don’t struggle on your own. Talk it out.
The bottom line is we came into this business for a reason - a love for the written word. I want my motto to be "Never Give Up".
While I’m not giving up I am reassessing my career and where I see myself in the future.
How do you handle the doubts?
Monday, February 14, 2011
I think Valentine's Day provides a great moment to recall the Ones Who Didn't Work Out.
Theater. Then proceeded to act like an ass and chased you around his living room. (Why did you/I go there in the first place? Ah. Well. Good question. Smart ass answer, too.)
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
I started thinking about things that I like and don’t like about one of my favorite erotic romance situations – ménage. My following thoughts pertain to long term ménage relationships, not just the dabbling in a bit of sharing for fun and excitement!
For the purpose of this discussion, let’s divide things into two broad categories – real world humans and everything else.
Shifters, particularly wolves, have the pack thing going. Vamps have to deal with keeping things interesting for all eternity. Aliens, well they’re aliens, pretty much anything goes. With these characters, I have no problem believing (or writing) multiple partner relationships that are happily ever after.
It, however, takes a talented author to convince me of the same outcome with contemporary humans.
Yes, I understand it is fiction, but I can’t stop myself from fixating on certain issues or aspects of the relationships. Jealousy would have to come up at some point, as would the inevitable explanations required by the other humans the ménage participants encounter in day-to-day life. What about marriage, child-bearing, retirement planning? If a book is going to be set in real life, these issues spring into my mind when I’m reading – sorry, I can’t help it! I’m not asking for every potential problem to be solved, but acknowledging at least one or two of them in the course of the story definitely adds realism!
Two or more dominant, alpha men being in a permanent ménage relationship raises huge questions for me. Eventually, wouldn’t they end up battling each other to be ‘top dog’?
I think stories with brothers and/or close family members sharing a woman are the trickiest of all. I’ve read some really good ones and some that had me squirming in my chair. It takes a skilled hand to keep them out of incest-land!
Are you a fan of threesomes (or more)?
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
The first year the DH and I celebrated Valentine’s Day we’d only been together for 5 months. He’d make trips to NY to see me and I made trips to RI to visit him. We decided to keep the limit under $20. I think we both broke that limit, but not by much.
Personal Creations has some really cool gifts for under $20. That year I bought him a message in a bottle. I wrote him a message from my heart. I gave him a box of chocolates, because the man loves chocolate, along with Lindt’s chocolate. The message in a bottle still sits on his desk after seven years.
He gave me the most adorable stuffed dog, chocolate and cute pajamas. The most memorable part of that morning was he ran out to the market to get stuff for us to make breakfast. When he returned he had a large steaming cup of French Vanilla coffee from Dunkin Donuts. You’re likely saying coffee? Big deal. It was a big deal to me.
The DH doesn’t drink coffee, didn’t have a coffee maker and I can’t live without my daily dose. I didn’t mention it to him, nor did I ever. I normally grabbed my coffee when I headed home back to NY. BUT he knew. He even got the order correct. I’ll never forget that because it’s the little things to me. He knows I’m not about the extravagant.
I’m not sure what this year will bring and truthfully I haven’t got a clue what I’ll do for him. Either way I know we’ll both be happy.
Happy Valentine’s Day Everyone. Hope your day is exactly what you want.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Want to stay in for your Valentine's Day celebrations?
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Today I’m discussing names and where I find them. The truth is all over. I get them from street signs, obituaries, and television shows. My friend back in New York is working at a job that he hates and is bored out of his skull. He spends a lot of time on Facebook. Well I guess you can get a police blotter for you city through Facebook. My friend K, sends me these police blotters daily. Lately I’ve been stockpiling names from those! LOL I know I’m a bit odd, but I don’t use FULL names. I’ll take a first or last name I like and add my own other name.
So there you have it. That’s how I get my names! :o)
In other news I signed a new contract with Noble Romance. The story is called Love Revisited – Scott and Delia. These characters are from a story published in May 2009, called Rein Me In. The story appeared in the Spank Me Twice Anthology.
My story will be available April 11th.
Last but not least, my newsletter went out today. This month I’m giving away a book from my backlist along with a $25 gift card to Victoria’s Secret, Barnes and Noble or Borders. If you’re not a member sign up below. Don’t miss out on your opportunity to win!
Until Next Week!