Saturday, April 27, 2013

Liza makes D'Ann tell all.

Today, I'm interrogating D'Ann Lindun.

Liza: Welcome D'Ann!

D'Ann: Hi, Liza. Thanks for having me on your lovely blog today!

Liza: I'm glad you showed up on your own. I thought I'd have to kidnap you...again.

Peep Rep: Why? What did D'Ann do?

D'Ann: Liza has been twisting my arm, trying to get me to tell my tale of woe.

Liza: Seriously twisting her arm and D'Ann, no talking to Peep Rep.

D'Ann: So, deep breath, here goes.
About a year ago, I was offered a contract for my book, A Cowboy to Keep. 

I was so excited about it because this particular book has always been one of my favorites. I received a cover. I had a release date. Another book was contracted. A Cowboy to Keep was released. It was up on Amazon, Barnes & Noble and all the other sites. I was on top of the world.

Then the world spun out of control.

Liza: What happened?

D'Ann: Without warning, the company closed. No explanation, just we’re done. Over. That’s it.

I got my rights back and queried the books again.
One was picked up by Crimson Romance, scheduled for release on June 10th. Yay!
The other was also picked up, along with a companion novella. Again, edits (really wonderful edits), covers, new titles and release dates. Then, boom! It happened again. I was told the company was merging with another company and my books were coming down off the sell sites.

Liza: Oh no! Nightmare Two! I hate sequels!

D'Ann: The company that bought out the smaller one has been nothing but nice and easy to deal with, as was the first. I HAVE NO ISSUE with either one.

Liza: But still, to work so hard and then have the books disappear...I've no idea what I'd do.
Probably get mad.

D'Ann: For a myriad of reasons, most of which I don’t want to go into here, I chose to not go forward. With the nudging of some really good friends--

Liza: A nudging?

D'Ann: (Okay, a big shove), I jumped into the sea of self-publishing. I had good edits, I contracted wonderful cover art. What did I have to lose?

Liza: And how's it working out?

D'Ann: It’s only been a week or so, but I couldn’t be happier. Sales are slow and steady. I only have one way to go…and that’s up.

Liza: And no one can make your books disappear ever again. That's a very nice happy ending. Thank you for coming to share that with my peeps and me. So what book did you bring to share today?

D'Ann: I brought two.

A Cowboy to Keep
by D'Ann Lindun

            Blurb: When Laney Ellis’ husband is killed by a bull, she is left alone to run their small cattle ranch and raise their son, Justin, on her own. One thing she is determined her son will never do is ride rodeo bulls. But that is the dream Justin holds dearest—to be exactly like his dad, the onetime Colorado State High School Rodeo Champion.
After his rodeo career peaks and begins to slide, Cody Utah opens a bull riding school. Although attracted to his next door neighbor, he steers clear. Cody has heard rumors Laney trapped her husband into marriage by getting pregnant in high school. The last thing Cody wants is children. His mother was a drunk, and he doesn’t know who his father is.
A bull's hooves turned Laney’s world to dust; bull riding gave Cody a life worth living—can they find common ground?


Laney saw it before he did.

The biggest bull, a grey and white spotted Brahman, turned toward Justin. She shouted, but it was too late.

The bull dived toward Justin’s horse, and Calico shied. Justin, not ready for the sudden move, fell, landing on his back. The horse jumped Justin’s body, leaving him unprotected. He didn’t immediately leap to his feet, and the bull dropped his head and pawed. The stranger jumped up on the fence, and Laney’s dad jerked open the gate.

“Wyatt, move!” Laney screamed.

Without taking time to think it through, she grabbed her rope and made a loop. She had one chance to stop the bull. The bull dropped his head and focused on the boy lying in the corral. Laney dug her heels into Sundance’s sides.
Unaccustomed to such treatment, he lunged forward. She lifted her arm and swung as the bull charged straight at her boy.

God, help me. If I miss, he will die.

Laney swung again.

And let the loop fly.

Minutes—or maybe hours—passed as the loop flew through the air. She held her breath, waiting. Had she hit her target?

Yes. The rope fell around the neck of the bull.
Reacting, Laney jerked slack, dallied twice around her saddle horn, and reined the horse hard to the left. Digging his hooves into the wet ground, Sundance put all his weight into the turn. The rope snapped tight, tearing across Laney’s thigh. For a moment, she thought she and the horse were going down but, at the last minute, the bull gave an inch.

Gaining momentum, Sundance put every muscle into moving the massive bull. Struggling to hold the rope tight, Laney strained with him. When she thought the bull would win this tug-of-war, her horse dug in again, and the bull turned their way.

Together, they dragged the angry bull into the adjoining corral. The minute he was inside, Laney undid her dallies and loped out of the pen. Someone slammed the gate shut behind her. 

Jumping from her horse, she dropped the reins and raced toward her son. The stranger, hot on her heels, shouted, but she didn’t answer.

She fell to her knees. “Justin? Please get up.”

He didn’t respond. Oh, God. Not again. Eyes blurry, she tugged him over.

Sunny Days Ahead

by D'Ann Lindun

Sunny Jamieson craves a normal family so much she has gotten pregnant by the wrong man—twice. Neither was the man she thought he was, and she is alone and about to give birth in an ice storm.

Garrett Pike wants nothing more than to have a boy of his own to follow in his footsteps. When he returns home from the rodeo circuit and finds his wife in bed with a ranch hand, he needs to distance himself from his angry memories and accepts a job offer in Black Mountain, Colorado. On the way, his truck breaks down in a blizzard, landing him at the home of a pregnant woman and her kids.

Garrett and Sunny bond when she gives birth. Garrett realizes he doesn’t have to be the biological father of a child to love one, and Sunny knows she’s found the man she’s been seeking. Together, they can create the family they’ve both been longing for.


He pulled his Carhartt jacket close, trudged across the desolate yard, stepped up on the porch, and knocked on the door.

No one appeared.

He knocked again.


He turned to go when a figure appeared on the other side of the glass door. A child. He opened the door a crack, and Garret could see he was just a toddler wrapped in a blanket.

He knelt down. “Hi, buddy. Is your mama or daddy home?”

Nothing but silence greeted him. The child’s eyes were unnaturally bright and his cheeks flushed bright red.

He tried again. “Hey, little guy. Can I talk to one of your folks?”

The child shook his head and began to cry. He continued to sniffle until he stuffed his thumb in his mouth.

Damn it. He didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t leave and he couldn’t force his way inside. He stood and called over the boy’s head. “Hello? 
Anyone home?”

The child removed his thumb from his mouth and pointed toward the barn. “Momma.”

“Your mother’s in the barn?”

Surely the kid had to be mistaken. His mother wouldn’t have gone off and left him alone in the house. Or would she? He turned to look, and for a minute, saw nothing but an empty, snow-covered barnyard. But then his gaze landed on a bright scarlet stain in the white landscape. Shit. His heart pounded like a runaway horse. “Go inside now.” He gave the boy a gentle push and closed the door behind him.

Hurrying across the frozen ground, he prayed the little boy’s mother wasn’t dead. From here it looked like she had lost a lot of blood. He already knew his cell phone was useless because he’d been trying to use it without success for the last hundred miles. The mountains blocked all signals to his server.

Reaching the bright red stain, he heaved a sigh of relief when he realized it was only a scarf. He picked it off the ground and tossed it over his shoulder. As he turned to go back to the house, he noticed the barn door banging in the wind. With a frown, he walked that way. Before he’d even reached the body in the snow his brain fought to process it. He hurried to her side. Please, God, for that little boy’s sake, don’t let her be dead. He knew all too well what it was like losing a mother. And what growing up without a mom was like. He wouldn’t wish that on any little kid. To be left with an asshole of a father…

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      Sunny Days Ahead

Liza: Thank you D'Ann for voluntarily submitting to my interrogation of the long road these two wonderful books have gone.

Leave a comment Peeps. D'Ann and I love to hear from you.


  1. You have a fascinating story, D'Ann. A struggle to be sure. Congratulations on pulling up yer britches and doing it the cowgirl way!

  2. Congratulations on both stories!

  3. Super congrats on your books, D'Ann

  4. These are fantastic books! Love it how it's never the guy's fault when a girl get pregnant. I tweeted.

  5. So happy this story has a happy ending!!

  6. I am so glad you pushed through and didn't let these things stop you! You deserve to have a moment in the sun and I hope you get many many more.

  7. So happy you finally have them published "for keeps." :) And you're right, there's no way to go but up from here. Congrats on your debut as a self-published author. Excellent interview!

  8. D'Ann, congrats on your releases after all your hard work and not so great publishing experiences. I've very happy that everything is starting to look up. Very entertaining interview!

  9. Liza, it's always fun to be here. Thank you for the opp...again!

  10. D'Ann you are an inspiration. The same thing happened to me! I am looking at self publishing the particular book that was returned to me and have a publisher interested in my second. Good luck with it all


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