Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Daryl Devore shares Research & Romance

Research and Romance

I like to mix reality with my romance. I research exotic places and send my characters there – in this series – Thailand, India, Indonesia, England and France.
I have a miscellaneous file for each book and it is fill with photos of what the character looks like, the apartment or the house. Even – in the case of this trilogy – what the bathroom floor looks like in Darien, the rock star's house.

Sometimes I bump into something and I just have to use it. That's how Kintsugi ended up in my book – 

Between Despair and Ecstasy.
Kintsugi is an ancient Japanese tradition of fixing broken things with gold or lacquer to make them even more beautiful. I bumped into this tradition while searching for something else and was immediately captured by the concept.

In Between Despair and Ecstasy, I found a perfect moment to use the idea. Darien knows that his and Erika's marriage is not going to be perfect. Internet rumours, the pressures of being a celebrity, the travelling and all the other components of a rock star's life can be hard on a marriage. He doesn't want to become another celebrity divorce statistic. 

When Erika finished, the official turned to Darien. “Your turn to speak your bride.”

He lifted his gaze to meet hers and steeled his nerves. If you can sing in front of eighty thousand people, you can talk to your wife. Wife. The word brought a tear to his eye and filled his heart with joy.

He reached his right hand forward. She lifted her left. He clasped it. “There is an ancient Oriental tradition of mending things. Instead of throwing a cracked teacup away they fill the crack with gold. This ring—” He traced his finger around her wedding band. “This ring symbolizes that and much more. So much more.”

Brian tapped his shoulder and handed him an old teacup, with cracks gleaming with gold. He placed the cup on her palm. “There are going to be cracks in our marriage, but instead of throwing it away, we’ll mend it with these gold bands. The symbols of our love.”

He cupped his hands under hers. “Erika. I’m sorry. I’m sorry for all the heartache I’ve caused you, all the sleepless nights, and all the stress that the chaos of my life created. And I’m apologizing now for the same heartache, sleepless nights, and stress that I’m going to cause you in the next seventy-five, eighty years of our lives and marriage.

“I was blind to my reality. I thought I had it all. A great career and too much money. I didn’t know I was missing love. The core to my existence. Then you entered my life, peeled away the false illusion and opened my eyes.

“I saw how hollow I was. How incomplete. I never want that again. I vow to be more present in your life and in our marriage. I could spend all day just staring at you. I love your smile. Your eyes.

“But you know all this. I poured out my love for you in my song, I’m Just a Man. Every word is true.
“I’m just a man.

“In love.

“With you.”

Concerned for his fiancée, Erika Bailey’s safety, rock star Darien Scott races to Bangkok to protect her, only to discover his brother is missing. Fearing the worse, he contacts his nemesis, Gan, and makes a repulsive deal that will free his brother and protect Erika’s club, The Pink Flamingo. Or so he thought. When a python and Gan are involved, things go sour, and Darien sinks into a deep depression.

Erika is disheartened by the betrayal of her parents. Her father's destruction of her club, and the humiliation of her mother’s drunken behavior have her feeling down, but those are the least of her worries. She has a wedding to plan, but won’t. Having been betrayed too often, she’s scared to trust Darien.

How can Erika prove to herself and Darien that she loves and trusts him? Simple. All she has to do is jump out of a plane.

A Spicy Delight
Rockstar, Darian Scott and his fiancée, Erika Bailey have huge hurtles to overcome before they can get married, and Ericka’s parents are determined to push Darian out of Erika’s life. Instead, Ericka pushes them out her life, and given what they did, you may agree with her decision.
Darian proves there is no limit as to what he’ll do to save those he loves. However, it does almost break him. Would have if not for Erika loving heart. Only she can pull him from his darkness.
Honestly, there are moments where I would have walked away, but Erika’s love kept her trying and in the end, you get a very fine HEA.
Be aware: There are some shocking scenes, raw love, and parents behaving badly in this book.

What I loved most: While Erika loses a great deal in this story, her beloved Darian tries his hardest to replace that which he knows is most important to her.

Daryl Devoré lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, a black cat named Licorice and some house ghosts. Daryl loves to take long walks up her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She's touched a moon rock, a mammoth and a meteorite. She's been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life's an adventure and Daryl's having fun living it.

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Saturday, October 14, 2017

A Modern & nicer take of the Woman who lived in a shoe...

This is my take off of the story about the the old woman who lived in a shoe with so many kids she didn't know what to do.

The earliest printed version in Joseph Ritson's Gammer Gurton's Garland in 1794 is most disturbing.

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe.

She had so many children, she didn't know what to do;
She gave them some broth without any bread;

She whipp'd all their bums, and sent them to bed.

To make this a positive story, I changed most everything.

First, I turned the 'old woman' into a beautiful lady just turned thirty.
I start the book with her having 16 handsome young boys, all one year apart in their  ages.

Then instead of a shoe, she lives in a two story home that she won as a prize. Unfortunately, she had no property for them to build her home upon, so the normally mean people of her town arranged for her procure some wetland OUTSIDE of their town limits.

Thus, the mean town was no longer required to teach her children. However, the County Child Welfare person warned Sara if she didn't hire a tutor for her boys, they would be taken away and given to good people who would raise them right.

My poor little mother, had no idea what to do!

Then along comes a feller to teach the boys
But the townspeople won't stand for a man being employed.
Then the feller points out, the town has no say,
And realizing that was true, she allowed him to stay.

Little does she know, he's not there to assist.
He's there to discover the father of her trysts.

Be aware, the story IS NOT IN RHYMES.
Which is good, because I suck at making sentences end in a rhyme.

Luck Be An Angel
Liza O'Connor

Reporter, Ethan Long, is sent into the backwoods of Arkansas to investigate a woman who claims her sixteen boys were born by Immaculate Conception. Not believing in divine intervention, Ethan plans to uncover the identity of the man who continues to impregnate Sara Smith every year, leaving her to raise her sons on nothing but luck and love. He enters their home as a tutor and eventually discovers the truth, but not before he has fallen in love with Sara and her wonderful boys. Now he must face his own crossroad in life and decide whether to follow his heart or his professional obligations.


Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Pamela Lynne shares Surrendering The Past

The Granville Legacy series, book 1

by Pamela Lynne

Genre: Historical Romantic Suspense (British Regency)

In a world of honor and obligation, falling in love can be a dangerous game. Captain Richard Granville has returned to London after serving the Crown in perilous missions fighting Napoleon’s army. Bone weary and distrustful of all around him, the captivating Jane Dawson awakens his long dormant desire for more than a solitary existence. When he learns she is betrothed to his father, the conniving and dangerous Earl of Litchfield, shadows of the past descend upon Richard, bringing along memories of a tortuous childhood and his failure to protect the person he had loved most.

Jane Dawson would pay any price to renew her family’s happiness, but is the cost of marrying Lord Litchfield too high? A woman of virtue and honor, she cannot break a promise once given, especially when doing so would ruin those she seeks to protect. But can she ignore the connection she feels to the wild soldier who understands both her duty and her heart?

Follow the men of the Granville family in this suspenseful Regency romance series as they discover that their family legacy is much darker than they realized, and that the future holds treasures they can only grasp by surrendering the past.

“Ah, my son and my nephew. You have finally joined us.” The earl’s voice held a sickening sweetness that made Richard want to run. It was the voice Litchfield always gave when he was up to something vile—the performance before the mask was removed to reveal the evil underneath. Richard began to question his belief that the purpose of the evening was simply to celebrate Wesley’s betrothal, but rather something far more sinister.

Neither man responded but stood as the earl’s icy gaze trailed over his son. “It is good of you to make an appearance, Richard. I did not know if you were alive or dead these last two years.”

Richard’s outward appearance did not change as his father spoke. He retained the cold, emotionless expression he held when he walked through the door. Inside, he was reminding himself that he was no longer a child, and that voice need not send a bolt of fear straight through him. “You seemed to know enough to find me last week.”

“Yes, well, London is my town, is it not? I have many acquaintances here who like to fill me in on all the goings on. I am not fortunate enough to have friends in France or wherever it was you were all this time.” He paused once more to search Richard’s expression. Knowing full well what he was doing, Richard kept his gaze hard and unyielding. “Well, it is of no matter now. Your brother will be happy to see you.”

As the earl’s attention turned to Julian, Richard’s eyes once again wandered to his brother. Wesley seemed to stand straighter than the last time he saw him. As the eldest and heir to the considerable Litchfield estate, Wesley, Viscount Ashly, certainly had reason to be proud. However, it was not pride Richard read in his eyes as Wesley stared into his own, but curiosity mixed with something Richard could not name.

He father’s voice resonated beside him, but Richard barely heard him as the women in Wesley’s company came into focus. He recognized Rachel by the way she smiled sweetly in his direction. The years had been good to her. He remembered her as a slightly mousey, and mouthy, young lady, but the woman standing there was beautiful. He assumed the lack of a husband had kept her young and strong.

He nodded to her and turned his eyes to a smaller woman with many of the same features standing between Rachel and Wesley. She had a grip on his brother’s arm that left no doubt who she was. Kathleen. My future sister. The possessiveness in her expression hardened her otherwise lovely features, and Richard wondered at the cause of the protective stance. A slight look to the left of Wesley gave him his answer.

Captain Richard Granville was not often in the company of women. He had no sisters or any living female relations. He had often thought this was because the Granville men were so large and consuming that there was no room for delicacy, and the women just could not survive among them. There were, of course, the whores who followed the encampments along the battlefields and the occasional female spy who could never be trusted. But having so little experience with ladies in polite society, he was at first surprised and then gratified as a blush crept up this woman’s features as he held her eyes in his own. He heard the cackling laugh once more and watched as her blush intensified and turned into one of shame. She turned away, and Richard immediately missed having her eyes upon him. What was this angel doing in the den of the devil?

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Pamela Lynne grew up in the American South, surrounded by Southern Gothic works by Faulkner, O'Connor and the like. These authors helped shape her evolving mind and continue to influence everything she produces as an adult. It was a Regency-era wit from across the Atlantic, however, who lit a life-long interest in 19th Century England.

Pamela cites Jane Austen as her primary literary influence and she delves into the darker aspects of Regency life in all her novels, most particularly in the upcoming Granville Legacy Series, where she explores the bonds of family and what it costs to break them.

Dearest Friends: A Jane Austen Inspired Novel, Pamela’s debut work, won the Independent Publishers 2016 IPPY Awards Bronze Medal for Romance.

Pamela currently lives in the rolling hills of Tennessee with her husband of more than a decade, three kids, two cats and one very blond dog. She is still a Marianne hoping to grow into Elinor, or Clairee from Steel Magnolias.

Monday, October 9, 2017

Halloween is Murder by Carolyn Arnold

McKinley Mysteries, book 11

by Carolyn Arnold

Genre: Romantic Mystery Comedy

Beware of all that goes bump in the night…

Sean and Sara McKinley are excited about the haunted house they’ve set up as a Halloween charity fund-raiser, but things take a ghoulish turn when the reporter covering their story is found dead. With the media keeping mum about how she died, Sara’s curiosity is piqued, and she convinces Sean to take on the investigation through their PI firm.

But this case is not without its challenges. The police are actively investigating it, as well, and it’s not even clear that the woman was murdered. It will take a little cloak-and-dagger, dress-up, and finesse for the McKinleys to get to the bottom of it, but they aren’t the kind to give up. 

As they troll for leads and work through the skeletons in the reporter’s closet, they unearth a few suspects, but they’ll need to carve out the whole truth if they’re going to find her killer. If they do so fast enough, there might even be time for a little trick-or-treating.

Chapter 3


SARA WAS CALLING YOUR SOURCE from her home office one last time. That’s what she told herself anyhow. She’d lost count of how many times she’d called them, but she had always met with a busy signal. And there it was again…

She lowered the receiver to its cradle. One could be certain that the station had plenty of rollover lines, so it had to be other people calling in about Chloe’s death, too. Other crazy people like her wanting answers. At least, she was sure that Sean thought she was crazy, but she had a niggling sensation in her gut that they needed to look into Chloe’s death.

Maybe it was because she and Sean were surrounded by murder wherever they looked and wherever they went. Even when they were supposed to be relaxing on their honeymoon, a case had found them. And the inclination to view any death as suspicious was embedded in her psyche from years working as a homicide detective with the Albany PD. Sure, Chloe could have died from natural causes, an accident, or even suicide, but it was also just as likely that someone had caused her death intentionally. To quiet her mind, Sara had to find out which scenario applied to Chloe. And if her calls weren’t making it through, there was another route she could take.

She flicked on the monitor, pleased that she had the habit of leaving her computer on most of the time. She brought up an Internet search engine and typed in Chloe’s full name and Your Source. This brought up pages of results. The first entry was a post from the television station entitled, DEATH OF LOCAL REPORTER CASTS DARK CLOUD OVER ALBANY. Sara clicked to open the link.

Scanning down the page, she found she was no closer to knowing what had happened to Chloe. There was no cause of death listed, but rather, the piece read like an obituary with a recap of Chloe’s career accomplishments and brief mentions of her personal life—she had a sister and had died single. That was it. Somehow it seemed like a sad summation of a twenty-five-year-old woman’s life that had been cut so short. There was so much that Chloe had yet to experience, and Sara hoped that Chloe had at least known romantic love at some point in her life.

Sara returned to her search results and clicked on many of the other links, but they were more or less copycats of the statement Your Source had published.

Review of Halloween is Murder
Oddly, I enjoyed the first three quarters of this story more than the actual reveal of who did it.
The main characters are a lovely married couple and I liked them very much.  Their banter is charming. Soon enough Chloe, a television reporter, is found dead. However, the police aren’t certain it is murder. There is no signs of foul play. 

I was a bit annoyed when the cops released the house Chloe died in before the Tox results came in.  I hope real policemen don’t do that… To be honest, I wasn’t keen about any of the police I met in this story, but the main characters are delightful. 

As to the actual murderer, the minor character doesn’t show up until midway through and was truly not memorable only to pop up near the end again. Thus, for me, while I enjoyed the story due to the charming husband and wife banter, I was not so impressed with the mystery   5 for charming main characters,  3 for weak murder mystery.  

Averages to 4 stars.

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Every Day Is Halloween

“A nice and fun, old-fashioned mystery. Halloween is Murder was a very well-written and fast read with great characters and a fun mystery with a resolution that I did not see coming.”
–The Reading Café

Ask anyone who loves Halloween and they’ll probably tell you their favorite part about it is dressing up. When you put on a costume, you can be whomever—or whatever—you want. It’s liberating! On top of that, it’s likely that there are all kinds of goodies lying around the house.

When I was a girl, I loved playing Barbie. I loved dressing her up and assigning her whatever life story I wanted. And, man, did I enjoy it! Maybe for a little too long, in fact. I kept playing into my early teens! At the time, I felt like some sort of freak. I certainly wouldn’t have wanted this news to get out to the kids at school. They probably would have called me a baby or something like that. So I kept this part of my life a secret, and I justified my addiction by pinning the blame on my sister, who is six years younger than me—she needed someone to play with! 

Now that I’m older—much, much older—I look back and find this aspect of my past amusing. I realize that it’s absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about, but it shows me that I’ve always loved telling stories and acting them out. No wonder I became an author!

In the grand scheme of things, Halloween is very similar. The holiday allows people of all ages to participate in this fantasy, if only for one night. But as an author, I get to experience Halloween every day of the year. I become someone else every time I sit at my desk and immerse myself into the worlds of my characters. I get to delve into their minds, to know their thoughts, their feelings, their personalities, their lives. And I get to share my imagination with my readers. Now that’s a real treat! 

Speaking of, I’m going to grab a small bowl of candy corn and gummy peaches and get to writing. Happy Halloween!

Carolyn Arnold

What to expect from the McKinley Mysteries:

Romance. Humor. Murder. Are you looking for a murder mystery without all the graphic violence and foul language? Something that you can enjoy in an afternoon and walk away feeling good about afterward? How about a dash of humor and romance? If so, meet former detectives Sean and Sara McKinley. When a billionaire leaves them all his money, they no longer have to work, but they find themselves sticking to what they’re good at—solving murders. Undercover, off the books, and around the world, they’ll get to the bottom of things…and romance it up along the way.

CAROLYN ARNOLD is an international bestselling and award-winning author, as well as a speaker, teacher, and inspirational mentor. She has four continuing fiction series—Detective Madison Knight, Brandon Fisher FBI, McKinley Mysteries, and Matthew Connor Adventures—and has written nearly thirty books. Her genre diversity offers her readers everything from cozy to hard-boiled mysteries, and thrillers to action adventures.

Both her female detective and FBI profiler series have been praised by those in law enforcement as being accurate and entertaining, leading her to adopt the trademark: POLICE PROCEDURALS RESPECTED BY LAW ENFORCEMENT™.

Carolyn was born in a small town and enjoys spending time outdoors, but she also loves the lights of a big city. Grounded by her roots and lifted by her dreams, her overactive imagination insists that she tell her stories. Her intention is to touch the hearts of millions with her books, to entertain, inspire, and empower.

She currently lives just west of Toronto with her husband and beagle and is a member of Crime Writers of Canada and Sisters in Crime.

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What inspired you to write Halloween is Murder?

Halloween is probably the most popular holiday next to Christmas! Who wouldn’t want to read a Halloween-themed murder mystery? And it’s kept light and fun. 

I understand this is part of the McKinley Mystery series, but can this book stand on its own? And can you share with us what the book is about?

Halloween is Murder can easily be read as a standalone.

In Halloween is Murder, Sean and Sara McKinley are set to celebrate Halloween in style, and they’re eager to invite the entire city to visit their haunted house fund-raiser. But their recorded segment for a local television station goes unaired and the reporter is later found dead. Sara’s determined to get answers, and she brings Sean and their entire PI firm along with her. There are more tricks than treats, however, as they try to carve out the truth.

Please tell us a little more about the McKinleys and their series.

Romance. Humor. Murder. 

Those three words best sum up what readers can expect from the McKinley Mysteries series. 

These stories are cozy in nature and appeal to readers who love a murder mystery without the gore or foul language. Each installment is novella length, with the exception of The Day Job is Murder, which is a short story. This makes the books “perfect for curling up for an afternoon” (Brooke Blogs) and “perfect to bring along on vacation” (Bound 4 Escape). The Layaway Dragon describes the series as, “perfect if you like clean-cut characters, a sweetheart romance, having the money to follow your dreams, and crime-solving abilities.”

To tell you a bit more, Sean and Sara McKinley are former homicide detectives with a talent for attracting death investigations wherever they go. When a billionaire leaves them all his money, they no longer have to work for a living, but they find themselves sticking to what they’re good at—solving murders. From sleuths to eventual private investigators, they’ll do whatever it takes to solve a case. Whether that means going undercover, off the books, or around the world, you can be certain they’ll be romancing it up along the way.

This is the perfect book series for fans of Hart to Hart, Castle, Colombo, Monk, Rockford Files, Psych, and Magnum, P.I.

What can readers expect when they crack the cover?

They can expect to feel the chill in the air, to see the colored leaves on the ground, and to slip into the world of make-believe in true Halloween spirit while Sean and Sara search for a killer. There is also, of course, some humor and romance along the way. 

Name one specific just-for-fun liberty you took with the book? 

In Christmas is Murder, I named the chapters after holiday-related songs, and I carried a bit of this fun over to Halloween is Murder. Each chapter is titled with a play on Halloween-related words or phrases. Here are some examples (in no particular order): “Dreading the ‘Boo,’” “Stuck Between a Grave and a Tombstone,” “An Attempt to Sweeten the Cauldron,” and “Grim Reaper Claims a Victim.”

What’s your favorite part about Halloween?

Seeing how happy people are when they dress up and pretend to be someone else for the night. And let’s not forget the candy!

What makes Halloween is Murder the perfect Halloween read?

It’s fun and light, just like the holiday. Throw in a murder to solve, dressing up, some cloak-and-dagger, and a haunted house, and who can say no to that?

Thursday, October 5, 2017

Angel of Mercy by Liza O'Connor

Angel of Mercy
An Outrageous Contempory Romance

Carla is one of best Forsenic Auditors around.
So what is a Forensic Auditor?
Forensic Auditors are outside accounting/finance sleuths with strong legal knowledge as well. They investigate when a company or government group believes fraud or theft has occurred and they want to know who did it & how (so they can prosecute) and where is their money now (so they can get it back).

Normally, a forensic accountant is hired after a company suspects theft, fraud or embezzlement. Forensic accountants tend to be clever people and are sometimes called the Bloodhounds of the accounting world.

They must be very familiar with the legal issues as well as having exceptional accounting and banking skills. A forensic CPA might be asked to write expert reports, assist in depositions, testify as an expert witness, conduct fraud investigations, and assist in civil and criminal investigations.

Carla can do all the above, but her real talent is finding where ‘the bad guys’ have hidden their stolen money. She is one of the best in the business until the night she runs over a cop.
Now her only job is to get ‘Satan’ cop back walking.

Carla Jones accidentally runs over and paralyzes a policeman. She ignores her lawyer's advice and pleads guilty to the charges, and accepts the judge’s ruling ‘that she broke him, now she has to fix him.’ Trying very hard to ignore his outrageous and frequently hateful behavior, she takes the handsome officer into her home and dedicates her life to one goal: making him walk again. She never imagines the twists and turns her life and heart will take the day she brings him home.
Carla hurried back to the vague form of her car and moved past the dead deer. She discovered a body lying ten feet to the side of her car. She dropped to her knees.

“Oh, God! It’s a policeman!” she cried into her cell phone.

“They are there to help you,” the 911 operator assured her.

“No! I mean I’ve found the injured person. He’s a policeman.”

Carla’s hands touched his skin. It felt cold, but even as she was about to declare him dead, he softly groaned.

“He’s alive! Tell me what to do to help him.”

The operator asked her many questions she could not answer because her vision remained blurry. She used her hands to feel for blood.

“I can’t feel any dampness, but he’s cold…terribly cold. I’m afraid he’s freezing to death. Should I try to get him to my car?”

“No, don’t move him,” the operator warned her. Suddenly, her cell phone beeped three times and the helpful operator was gone.

“No!” Carla screamed at the phone. She tried dialing back, but there was nothing. Her vision wasn’t good enough to tell if it was a dead battery or a weak signal.
She looked down at the policeman. “Don’t you die on me,” she warned him as she removed her full-length faux fur coat and laid it over him. Instantly the bitter wind bit through her sweater and wool pants. She recalled the DJ saying the wind-chill was -15 degrees tonight. It hadn’t meant much when she was in her nice warm car, but it meant a hell of a lot now.

Shivering uncontrollably, she hurried to her car and extracted a thin silver sheet that claimed to be an emergency weather protector. She wrapped it around her and returned to the policeman.

“Help is coming,” she assured him, wondering why help was taking so damn long. Realizing that an ambulance might run over them both if it came from the North, she ignited and tossed her last flare ten feet in front of them.

“I wish I could move you,” she said through chattering teeth. “We’re both going to freeze to death if they don’t come soon.”

As she sat down beside him, the freezing bite of the ground penetrated her wool pants and chilled her legs until they ached. If she were this miserable from just a second on the road, she could only imagine how frigid the man would be after lying fifteen minutes on the road.

“I know I’m not supposed to move you, but if I don’t do something, you’re going to die of hypothermia.” 

She laid the silver lining on the road beside him and then gently tugged his shoulders onto the blanket. She then lifted his legs and edged him further onto the protective barrier.


Angel of Mercy

About the Author
Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.

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Monday, October 2, 2017

A Tale of Two Books by Liza O'Connor

In life there are winners and losers:
Worst Week Ever is always a winner!

Carrie is caring, sweet, hardworking and determined to make her boss a success. And while she doesn't try to be funny, all the crap that rains down upon her is hilarious....for most of us.

I've discovered there is 20% of people who do not like Worst Week Ever. They declare it is NOT FUNNY! and NOT A ROMANCE!

Fortunately, most of you will find it very funny.
I was so pleased when my 100th review came from a person I do not know, but loved the book.

 Loved it!!! September 28, 2017
What an Author! The characters were Fantastic! Really wasn't sure what was going to happen next! Fun book to read!

How could I not love that review?

Worst Week Ever has been a success from the very first time it showed up, except once when I did a special for India. Evidently, my humor doesn't translate well in India. I ran a 99 cent deal for a month and didn't sell a single book. Needless to say, that was a disappointment.

But it sells very well in the USA, and right now, it is on sale for 99 cents again.

I normally only put it on sale once a  year, but the book I had planned to use to promote my next release got rejected by all but two small promotional companies. Thus, it was dead on arrival, so I called up WWE.

So what's wrong with the book I planned?
I've no idea. I've decided it must be cursed.

And if you can ferret out the problem, I would love to know.

Here's Worst Week Ever. It actually has a lower review rate than the book below. It is possible that people who have endured someone like Carrie's boss just can't deal with such nonsense. 

Now I ask you, who can not love this arrested young woman. I throw everything I can think of at her, and she takes it like a champion!

Now here is the book I wanted to promote with:

So can anyone tell me why no one wants to buy it?  (It's also 99 cents right now).

Is it because it's not a comedy.
There are still laughs between the dangers she incurs.
In fact, this heroine is very much like me.
Hmmmm....is that the problem?
Or is the gun scaring you away?

It has a 4.7 Review ranking, but only 13 reviews. (For some reason, Amazon took a bunch away. They've never done that before or after this book.)

Honestly, I was certain this book was going to sell well when I first released it. Only when I tried to use it as the promo for book two, all the services rejected me, and they've continued to reject me.

Having no clue as to why, I have declared this book CURSED!

I went on and finished book three, but that's it. Book four got dropped. I've no idea why, but this book is cursed.

Have you ever had a book that seems cursed? What did you do with it?

I would love to know how to uncurse it because I truly love this book.

If you have any advice on how to undo a curse on a book, please drop it in the comment box.