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Dawn Altieri & Burn

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I’m really happy to host Dawn and her new release today, because I got to see the book in it’s early stages. To see it come all the way to publication tickles me to no end! So, without further ado, here’s Dawn and Burn.

BURN

Falling
for him is playing with fire…
Chloe
Addison is on the verge of a promising career in real estate
development until an explosion destroys her first major project and
casts suspicion on her in an arson investigation. Her career is
suddenly at risk—and possibly her life.
Firefighter
Ryan Monroe wants a spot on the arson team, and getting close to
Chloe might be the best way to solve his first investigation. Despite
a painful past of his own, Ryan has dedicated himself to saving
people, and when he realizes Chloe is in danger, she’s no
exception. He just might be the perfect guy to rescue her, but their
attraction could bring them both down in flames.

EXCERPT:

“Since you rejected my
suggestion of drinking till you pass out”—Ryan stepped down off
the bar stool and held out his hand—“dance with me.”
“What?” Chloe’s mouth fell
open as she gave her head a slight shake. “No, I—”
He took her hand, and even though
his tug was gentle, her arm tensed. He glanced down to where their
hands were joined. He’d felt it, too. “Come on.” He threw a
glance at Jeremy and Lizzie, with their arms wrapped around each
other as they swayed carelessly to a country ballad Lizzie had
selected. “Your friend’s obviously not going anywhere for a
while, so why not?”
She hopped down from her seat,
and he walked backward, leading her to an area near the
dartboard—clear of tables, though not quite a “dance floor.” He
pulled her into a loose embrace, and her skin warmed at the firm hand
curling over the small of her back, at the calloused fingers gently
gripping her freshly manicured ones in the other.
He gazed down at her, still with
that reassuring smile. “See? Not so bad. I’ll have your mind off
that crap in no time.”
She couldn’t fight the grin
teasing her lips as she raised a hand to his shoulder, settling in a
little closer. “You do this often? Dance with girls to help them
get their minds off their problems? You really are
a hero.”
“I do what I can.” He stepped
back and twirled her underneath his arm before pulling her into him.
She laughed as her palm met the
hard plane of his chest, and she quickly swept it to the side until
it landed on his bicep. As if that
was any less
distracting. The guy was a solid wall of muscle. “Is it working?”
he asked.
Slowly, the tension drained from
her shoulders. She tipped an eyebrow. “Maybe a little.”
“Only a little?” He pulled
her tighter to him, tucking their tangled hands between them against
his chest, and whispered in her ear. “Then I’m not doing my job.”


BURN
is available now!
Amazon
Kindle – http://amzn.to/2p5Z0Mr
Barnes
& Noble Nook – http://bit.ly/2oVNWoj
iTunes
– http://apple.co/2oqHofV
Kobo
– http://bit.ly/2onzHpe
Goodreads
– http://bit.ly/2p5Bhw5

About
the Author:

With
an overactive imagination and a slightly twisted mind, Dawn Altieri
has been scribbling stories practically since birth. When she’s not
curled up on the sofa with her laptop, her latest story, a box of
chocolates and a cup of tea (or a glass of wine, depending on the
time of day), she can be found volunteering in the world of animal
rescue. She shares her home with her husband and daughter, and a
menagerie of rescued fur-babies.

Connect
with Dawn Altieri here:

www.dawnaltieri.com
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16589013.Dawn_Altieri
https://www.facebook.com/DawnAltieriBooks/
https://twitter.com/DawnAltieri

Tina Glasneck and A Dragon’s Desire

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I’m tickled to present Tina Glasneck and her book, A Dragon’s Desire

A Dragon’s Desire: Blurb

When
you make plans, the gods laugh. All decisions come with
consequences.


 In this second book of the Dragons series, time travel and fantasy weave together in a fantastical romance.
 Although Jaz is a dragon, the fact that the paranormal exists hasn’t made life any easier. The Norse gods are a little too active in her life, and her lover, Erich, the necromancer, a Viking and demigod, is acting distant. His going from extremely hot to cold has her second guessing everything, and wondering if his proclamation of love was just simple manipulation, and if their relationship has lost its like new car smell.
When trouble comes, it comes in heaps, and right at Jaz’s feet. This trouble happens to send her back to 1799 to Étretat, France. The political upheaval combined with Napoleon’s forces and the threat of the Reign of Terror leaves her wondering who she can trust — one wrong move and she’ll lose more than her dragon head. 



A Dragon’s
Desire Excerpt:

Relationships are built not only on the love that the couple has for
one another but also on their shared experiences. In 1520, while back
in time learning about the great Black Knight, I’d also learned a
lot about my handsome man. Staring at his profile now, his dark brown
hair no longer flowed as it had, but his austere appearance did not
mar the attractiveness of his strong features. A neatly trimmed beard
rested along a strong jaw and if I told a joke or two, I was sure I
could get those gray eyes to turn silver. I loved him, and he kept my
heart safe. I’d do whatever it took to keep those seeds of love
alive.
His eyes grazed over my body, and in one nanosecond, all the magic
I’d been storing up formed into a tight, bright orange ball and
then exploded around us.
“What did you do?” Tink asked.
Her question made me stop giving Erich my come-hither stare. Would I
be a bad friend if I admitted that I wanted to kick out Tink, his
non-blood relation who he called sister on this earthly plane, so
that I could explore where his hot gaze might lead?
Tink snapped her fingers before my eyes.
“Jaz,” she screamed. “What did you do?” She backed up until
the kitchen table jammed into her side.
It was then I noticed the army of fire ants that paraded down the
wall and marched toward her. Climbing on top of each other, they
quickly formed a three-dimensional shape resembling a moving wave.
“Make it stop!” she said.
I had no idea how to make fire ants obey me. Hell, I didn’t even
know I could conjure them up. Like a madwoman, I gathered pots and
pans and began to scoop them up, while saying every Latin word I
could think of. “Sic semper tyrannis,” I said, as if the motto of the Virginian flag might help. 
Instead the ants continued to pile on top of one another. Tink scampered away, and still they came.
She followed my lead and started to bang together pots and pans to knock them away.
“Say something to stop this,” I said.
Tink waved her hands. Nothing happened. “I can’t. You’re magical. Your magic is not like anything I’ve ever handled. You have to learn how to hone in and control it.”
“Brutum fulme” I then shouted, as if calling forth
senseless lightning would cause a bolt to come through and fry the
pesky things. Still nothing happened.
“I’m so not qualified for this,” I screamed. Frustration caused
a tingling in my fingers, which rose up my arms like I’d touched a
hotplate.
“Jaz,” Erich interjected, “concentrate.”
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and focused on the dragon
resting just below my skin. I felt her stir, awaken. Fire grew in my
belly. My lips puckered and uttered the words the beast had whispered
to me,  “Carpe
noctem.” Seize the night!
The ants stopped mid-step, frozen. 
Hearing the beast, I repeated what it ordered: “Transit umbra, lux permanet.” Shadow passes, light remains. The fire ants disintegrated, leaving not even a speck of dust behind.
Tink hurried to her cauldron, which was boiling over, vomiting a cloud of what looked like pixie dust on to the counter and removed her black choker with Chakra stones. “I’ve read of many wearing talismans until they are able to get control of their powers. This will protect you. Do NOT take it off, do you hear me?”
“Sure, sure,” I nodded my head, but really, I just wanted to push her out of the door. “Thanks, Tink.”
Tink looked first at me and then at Erich. 
Instead of moving towards the door, I wished for it to open, and it did.
“I guess that’s my sign to leave,” she said and quickly packed everything into her wicker basket. 
“I didn’t know I could do that.”

Buy link:

Tina Glasneck Bio:

Tina Glasneck is
a writer of crime fiction and fantasy romance. Her imagination
thrives when it comes to hot coffee, great music and laughter. She
believes in miracles, the power of positive thinking, and that in
each of us a dragon lurks. Learn more about Tina on her website:
http://tglasneck.wixsite.com/tglasneck

What’s on your Reading List? #OpenBook Blog Hop

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An interesting side effect of becoming an author was being introduced to other authors who haven’t made it to the big time yet. And that means finding a ton of books just waiting to be read.

So while I can’t say I have a reading list for the year, I do have more than a few books lined up to be read. In a way, I’m hesitant to even reveal my list, because I’m half- afraid I’m going to accidentally miss mentioning someone who deserves to be listed. I’m also worried that the list could go on forever. So if I know you, and your name isn’t on the list, please forgive me!

First up, Cornelia Amiri. Cornelia writes an interesting mix of steampunk and stories based on myths and legends.. (Not necessarily in the same book!) She just released a compilation of stories called Cogs and Kismet. I’ve got the set, and need to find time to read it! You can purchase it on Amazon, Cogs and Kismet

Another book on my TBR list is another new release, Burn, by Dawn Altieri. I actually helped to critique an early version of this story, so I’m excited to see how it turned out. It’s a romance and I’m a sucker for a happy ending. You can get it here:  Burn

Of course I need to mention the other authors who do the hope. PJ Fiala’s motorcycle series ans well as her new Chandler County stories. I’ve got to find time to read this one.
Missing The Point

Then there are Stevie Turner and Lela Markham and K. Williams. Hopefully they are participating in the blog this week, and you can discover their books by following the links below.

But there’s a book I hope you will add to your own list for the year.  I just released The Baron’s Cufflinks, the third book in the Oak Grove Mysteries, and Harmony is up to her normal antics. It took be a long time to get this book written and polished, and I hope you’ll enjoy it. You can find the links of where it’s for sale here: The Baron’s Cufflinks.

I’m looking forward to seeing what the other authors are reading, and seeing what I need to add to my list!

May 8, 2017 – Do You Have A Reading List For The Year? What is it and why?
Rules:
1. Link your blog to this hop.
2. Notify your following that you are participating in this blog hop.
3. Promise to visit/leave a comment on all participants’ blogs.
4. Tweet/or share each person’s blog post. Use #OpenBook when tweeting.
5. Put a banner on your blog that you are participating.
Wordpress:

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Happy Release Day!

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It’s finally here! Welcome to release day for The Baron’s Cufflinks, Book 3 in the Oak Grove Mysteries. Harmony Duprie is up to her usual antics yet again.

What starts as Girl’s Night Out ends in murder, and Harmony Duprie is a suspect.
She’s innocent, of course, but with no alibi, the sheriff’s department won’t remove her from the list of suspects. It doesn’t help when a waitress from the bar gets beaten up and the only clue is a slip of paper with Harmony’s name on it. Throw in a rookie deputy dead set on building his reputation and Harmony must tread carefully.
But caution isn’t Harmony’s middle name and she plunges head first into danger to defend her honor.
What she finds is a web of half-truths and suspicions implicating several law enforcement agencies, with Jake, her ex-lover, stuck in the middle of it all.

Can Harmony rescue Jake and find the real culprit before she becomes the next victim?

  Here’s a quick excerpt: Harmony decides to bring in help from Agent Felton of the FBI to helpclear her name.

Not that I particularly liked Agent Felton. But I only knew two FBI agents and couldn’t tolerate the other one. Although Felton didn’t count as a friend, he wasn’t an enemy either. Still, it surprised me when he agreed to meet for lunch, no questions asked.
I spotted him right away when I entered the small Chinese buffet place, his suggestion, near his office. He stuck out like a sore thumb amid the crowd of secretaries having lunch. It had been a few months since I’d seen him, and gray hairs were now scattered in with the brown. Meeting him on his home turf meant I’d need to be on my best behavior, but I was good with that.
The restaurant’s Shanghai soup dumplings were a treat and I was on my second serving when Felton wearied of our sporadic chit-chat. “You didn’t call me to talk about the weather. Or to tell me you’ve realized that you’re deeply in love with me. What is it you want, Miss Duprie?”
I could play it for kicks or play it straight. The choice seemed obvious if I didn’t want to tick him off. I swallowed and looked him square in the eye. “Information. Do you know anything about a guy by the name of Tadd Foard?”
The agent leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and thought for a moment. “Can’t say that I do. Why?”
“He was murdered a few days ago.”
“And you care why? Are you sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong again?” He grinned as he raised a spoonful of the egg drop soup towards his mouth.
“I may be a suspect.”

We spent the next few minutes cleaning up the soup that had sprayed everywhere.


You can buy the book at major ebook retailers

Cover Reveal! The Baron’s Cufflinks

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The Baron’s Cufflinks Cover Reveal

Official Release Day for the third book in the Oak Grove Mysteries is only a few days away, but I wanted to give you a sneak peek at the cover before Friday.


First, here’s the book’s description. Yes, Harmony Duprie is up to her usual antics.




What
starts as Girl’s Night Out ends in murder, and Harmony Duprie is a
suspect.

She’s
innocent, of course, but with no alibi, the sheriff’s department
won’t remove her from the list of suspects. It doesn’t help when a
waitress from the bar gets beaten up and the only clue is a slip of
paper with Harmony’s name on it. Throw in a rookie deputy dead set on
building his reputation and Harmony must tread carefully.

But
caution isn’t Harmony’s middle name and she plunges head first into
danger to defend her honor.

What
she finds is a web of half-truths and suspicions implicating several
law enforcement agencies, with Jake, her ex-lover, stuck in the
middle of it all.


Can
Harmony rescue Jake and find the real culprit before she becomes the
next victim?



My thanks go to K.M. Guth, for yet another fine job.


And now, here it is!













I’ll post buy links later this week. Stay tuned!

Three Creative People- #OpenBook Blog Hop

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What do a computer whiz and a quilter have in common?


I almost passed on this week’s hop. I didn’t think I’d be able to come up with something to say for the topic. But I decided to give it a shot.


Three creative people who inspire me and what they would do if they collaborated on a project. 

This is going to be a reach. The three real but nameless people (to protect the innocent) 
1.  A quilter
2. A graphic artist
3. A computer whiz. (Contrary to public perception, creating computer programs and scripts takes a very creative mind.)




Now let’s tie them all together. Somehow. 


We’re going to start with the quilter. She knows what colors work well together and what material she already has at hand. She shares the information with the computer whiz.


The computer whiz and the graphic designer work together to translate the colors to their programming hex code equivalent. for example, white is #FFFFFF and basic red is #FF0000. With the current method of programming, there is the possibility of 16,777,216 potential color codes. Yep. more than most of us can distinguish. Here’s a simplified version.



So now the whiz and the graphic designer of a list of colors they can work with. They are going to design a tessellation. That’s a geometric design that uses geometric shaped with no gaps or overlays. Here’s a simple example.

The whiz is going to run the design through a mathematical programs and come up with a symmetrical layout. The graphic artist will give it a once-over to make sure it worked as expected, then the design will go back to the quilter. She’ll put her magic fingers to work and, over the course of time, translate the computer program into a work of tessellation art.

Because, when you think about it, isn’t that what quilters have been doing for years without the fancy name?

Let’s find out what great things the other authors conjure up by following the links below.

And while I have your attention:

I’m tickled pink to announce that my new book, The Baron’s Cufflinks, will be released May 5th. This book has been over a year in the making and Harmony Duprie is up to her normal antics. If you are one of my newsletter subscribers, check your in-box for the cover reveal. Everyone else, keep your eye on this space!

May 1, 2017 – Pick Out 3 Creative People Who Inspire You And Think About If They Collaborated To Make A Product—What Would It Be?
If those three people created something awesome with all their skills, what would it be? Create that and then share your process and inspiration.
Rules:
1. Link your blog to this hop.
2. Notify your following that you are participating in this blog hop.
3. Promise to visit/leave a comment on all participants’ blogs.
4. Tweet/or share each person’s blog post. Use #OpenBook when tweeting.
5. Put a banner on your blog that you are participating.
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Unnatural Allies- Shari Elder

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I’m please to welcome Shari Elder and her new release, Unnatural Allies, to my blog today. After reading the excerpt, this book is going on my TBR list!

Thank
you so much for having me on your blog. I’m very excited to share
Unnatural Allies, Book Two in the paranormal romance series, Shifting
Alliances. Although part of a series, it can be read as a stand-alone
novel.

Blurb

A
World in Transition
Violent
fae encroachment on shifter land is heating up. With death tolls
rising, the impossible becomes necessary – an alliance among
predator and prey shifters.

An
Inconceivable Love
Nicca
Baron, lone wolf and wolf clan beta, finds herself under the command
of Evan Grant, the rat alpha.  In different circumstances,
he’d be dinner. Or so her wolf keeps reminding her.  Evan
proves to be a perceptive leader, a skilled fighter and irresistible
to her lonely heart.

To
rule the rats, you have to rule the pack. Evan is a whiz at managing
people and groups. Until he finds himself leading a mission made up
of every single large animal that thrives on rat flesh. And not the
kind between his legs.  The only bright light is Nicca. Her
storm gray eyes miss nothing, her brilliant mind
comprehends everything and her succulent curves offer the
perfect place for a rat to nestle.

An
Impossible Future
In
each other’s arms, Nicca and Evan discover love and a new
perspective in an off-kilter world. But a wolf cannot mate
with a rat, no matter the strength of the human attraction.

Buy
Links


Excerpt

Evan
had never seen Nicca look frightened before. Those silver eyes
expanded into saucers, and they were still beautiful. He wanted to
wrap her in his arms, just hold her close as they both tried to
process a world spinning out of control. Even his rat wanted to
comfort her.
She
was getting under skin and fur.
The
last leaves hung limp on the branches, resisting winter’s pull.
Away from the sidhe, the air had warmed, although the sky retained a
grayish winter hue. Shifter bodies held heat, keeping them
comfortable in the most brutal frost. Evan burned hot from continuous
movement, the too frequent adrenaline spikes, and Nicca’s nearness.
Everything about her fit, like she was made for him. That agile mind,
open-mindedness, those lush curves. Hell, she even spouted poetry. He
yearned to put a sign around her neck—no trespassing, this woman
belongs to Evan Grant.
Except
for that whole wolf thing…
“Why
don’t we find a comfortable place to set up camp near Fairy Falls
and call it a day?” he said to get his mind back to practical
things, not wishing for something he couldn’t have. He told himself
he selected the location as part of the mission. All species declared
the pristine, wild falls a safe zone, so they wouldn’t need the
wolves or eagles to stand guard. The fact that it was the number one
rated site for shifter romances had nothing to do with the selection.
Nothing at all.
No
one would ever accuse Nicca of talking too much, but she was
withdrawn even for her on the hike to the Falls. “Any suggestions
on places to sleep?” he asked when her silence got too loud for
him.
“I’ve,
uh, never really been here,” she whispered, looking at the ground.
“Just run by it on patrols sometimes.”
“And
that makes you sad?” He itched to run his hand down her cheek.
“This
mission makes me sad.” Her gaze stayed lowered as she walked.
His
rat senses perceived a deep despondency wrapped around her like a
black aura.
“This
mission makes you angry, anxious, and confused. Not sad.”
“Who
are you to correct my
assessment of my
emotional state?” She gave him a half-hearted snarl. He figured
he’d hit an open, raw nerve.
“I
lead this mission, and I will not have you fall apart on me. Right
now, you are not okay.” He opened his arm, aping Rafe’s earlier
action, inviting her to him to take comfort. “Let me help.” Let
me touch you.
She
visibly shook herself, ignoring his outstretched limb. “You’re
right. I need space. Let me run as wolf.”
He
dropped his hand, then nodded to cover the ripping sound his heart
was making. “Stay close,” he said over the lump of disappointment
lodged in his throat. “Give me your backpack, and I’ll find a
place to sleep. Meet me at the falls when you’re done.”
Relief
brightened her eyes. Once shifted, she brushed against his leg, then
licked at his hand dangling by his side. He ran his fingers through
her thick, gray fur touched with black and silver as she trotted off.
“Grab some happy, Nicca,” he said into the air, as she raced out
of sight. Come back to
me. Accept me.
Alone,
he hummed as he walked toward the falls. The low tune soothed his
skittish rat, who hated being alone and wasn’t too fond of the
woods. Rats felt secure in the pack. The human in him appreciated the
red gold of the sunset streaking across the powder blue of the sky,
weaving in and out of spiky, hunter green firs that ate up the
landscape. Beauty truly did soothe an aching heart. The whirr of
winter birds, a chorus to his ears, unnerved the rat. He picked up
his pace, following the smell of ice and the roar of the falling
water.
When
he arrived at the falls, he saw Nicca standing at the edge of the
descending water, running her fingers through the stream. That
sadness he’d sensed earlier scented the air and dulled those unique
gray eyes. Following a powerful intuition, he approached quietly,
staying upwind so she wouldn’t notice until he stood directly
behind her. She may have rejected his offer of support earlier, but
he was determined to try again. His way.
She
turned to face him, and tilted her head up to meet his gaze. He
pushed behind one ear a lock of hair that was draped along her cheek.
The tresses felt like silk, the skin velvet against his fingertips.
“Evan?”
He
leaned over, touching lips to lips ever so gently. Giving comfort.
Sneaking a taste. Exploring what might be. She pressed back, her
mouth opening slightly beneath his. He sank into cherry and cinnamon,
shyness and heat. She didn’t require a friend; she needed a lover.
He desperately wanted to be that man.
He
pulled back, falling hard for the blush staining her cheeks a bright
pink.
“Follow
me,” he said, taking her hand, and led her to the camping spot he
noticed along the way.
To
love a wolf.

About
Shari

Hello,
I’m Shari. By day, I crawl out of bed, mainline coffee, walk the dog,
get my kid off to school, hop on the metro, and save cities within
the four walls of my office. Usually by email.

At
night, the other Shari emerges.  I take off the suit, curl up on
the couch and let my imagination play, with words and images until
stories take shape (while periodically checking on my teenager,
hiding out in the bedroom and plotting world domination with her
furry minions).  As my alter ego, I save cities in a cape and
spangled tights, wander space and time on a surfboard, fly over the
Himalayas on feathered wings, make six-toed footprints in indigo talc
snow on the sixth planet in the Andromeda galaxy or eavesdrop on
Olympian gods while pretending to whip up a bowl of ambrosia.

In
all these wondrous worlds, romance and passion blossom. I can’t
resist a happy ending. And I am particularly prone to writing happy
endings for those who have given up on ever getting one. That gives
me immense satisfaction. 

Join
me on my journey. The best ideas emerge
from team work.

Hang
out with Shari on the Web

Top Five Distractions #OpenBook Blog Hop

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You call them distractions. I call them moments to allow my brain to think about how I want to say something. Whichever. They are times when I’m not actually writing even though I could be. (Or I’m sitting at the computer pretending I’m writing!)

And that’s the clue to my number one distraction. If I’m sitting at the computer, I have access to the internet. I can check my email, I can surf the ‘net, I can read any number of forums I follow. None of those are me putting words on paper. (Or on the screen, as the case may be.) But if I disconnect my computer from the internet, I don’t have easy access to research whatever question might pop up in the course of my writing.

How do I deal with the conundrum? Not very well, thank you very much. Many times my willpower is lacking and I find myself studying the mating habits of penguins or the the lives of ladies-in-waiting in Queen Victoria’s court. My only consolation is finding a way to use the new-found knowledge in my story.

Number two-family. Do they truly count as a distraction? It depends upon what mood I’m in and how well my writing is going. There are times I welcome the little interruptions they provide, and other times when I let them know they’ll have to wait for a few minutes.

Number three-the dreaded housework. There’s always housework that needs doing. Sometimes I can turn a blind eye to it and other times there’s no putting it off. Does anyone really enjoy cleaning house?

Number four-I live in a gorgeous part of the country. On a nice day, I love to go exploring. Traveling the back roads presents the opportunity for stumbling across unexpected beauty. Flowers in bloom, wildlife when you least expect it, new mountain peaks. At least I can claim that the trips recharge my soul and make me a better person and writer.

Last but not least-other creative endeavors. If you’ve been following me for while, you know I do embroidery and needlepoint. I also got interested in the adult coloring craze. That one was fairly easy to solve—I don’t keep my coloring supplies on the same desk as my computer. If I have to get up from my computer desk to get to them, chances are slim that it will happen.

What are your distractions? You can share in the comments.

And to find out what the other authors’ distractions are, follow the links below. I suspect at least one of mine will be shared by my compatriots!

April 24, 2017
What Are Your Top 5 Distractions And How Do You Deal With Them?
Distractions aren’t fun, but sadly we have them a lot in our lives. Especially with the Internet. There’s always a distraction waiting around the corner.
Do you have a way of holding the distractions at bay? If so, share your tips.
Rules:
1. Link your blog to this hop.
2. Notify your following that you are participating in this blog hop.
3. Promise to visit/leave a comment on all participants’ blogs.
4. Tweet/or share each person’s blog post. Use #OpenBook when tweeting.
5. Put a banner on your blog that you are participating.
Wordpress:

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Missing The Point- New Release by PJ Fiala

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I’m pleased to have PJ Fiala and her new release “Missing the Point” on my blog today.

And now, Here’s the other PJ.

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I’m so excited to release Missing the Point for so many reasons.

First and foremost, this is a series I’ve thought about for a long time.  You see, my father’s parents were both born and raised in Kentucky.  My grandfather came from a very poor family and on top of that, his father divorced his mother when he was very little, about 2 or 3.  Divorce today isn’t thought of in a negative way, back then it was horrible.  My great-grandmother did remarry and the man she married, took my grandfather as part of the package, but the stigma remained.  As a result, my grandfather lied about his age as a 16 year old and joined the Army.  He wanted a new beginning and he was willing to do what it took to find it.  The thing is, he’d met my grandmother before hand at a church dance and he didn’t want to leave her behind.  He went to boot camp and as soon as he could come back, he did, and he married my grandmother, but they’d need to leave Kentucky.  Grandpa stayed in the Army for many years, and after leaving the Army, my grandparents settled in Missouri.  My grandmother went back to Kentucky every year to visit her sisters and brothers and their children, my grandfather only went back periodically, the bad memories just couldn’t be erased, no matter the situation.


As a result of my grandmother going back each year, as I got to be a bit older, I got to travel with her to Kentucky and spend several weeks.  I remember those times fondly and they’ve ingrained in me a sense of family, easy times and a long-ago world.  Now, as an adult, I go back as often as I can to visit my father’s cousins and my cousins.  My dad’s cousin, Janet Sue, still lives on the family farm my grandmother grew up on and visiting there is such a treat for me.  So, as a result, I always knew I wanted to write stories that took place in Kentucky.

Secondly, my friend and fellow author, Stephany Tullis created Chandler County with me and this was truly a labor of love.  We knew from the beginning we wanted to invite other authors to write in Chandler County with us, so we could share this world with them and all of our readers.


It is with great pride and pleasure that I release my first book in Chandler County, Missing the Point.  This book is the first of my books in Chandler County but certainly not the last.  Sam McKenzie is an Army veteran who has finally retired after 25 years.  He and three of his friends have started Bluegrass Security in the little town of Bourbonville, one of two towns in Chandler County.  As the Kentucky Derby nears, the over-flow of people coming to Chandler County brings with it trials and tribulations and as the locals deal with these and other scenarios, we get to know many of the residents in Bourbonville.


Stephanie (Stevie) Jorgenson is a detective in Chandler County.  Though she comes from a wealthy ranch family, she made her own way in the world and followed her dreams.  Keeping Chandler County safe is her top priority.  When she meets the handsome security specialist from Bluegrass Security, there is an immediate spark and the two succumb to the attraction, but neither believes anything more should come of it.  Life, circumstance and intrigue follow the pair as they are thrown together time after time dealing with some terrible situations in Bourbonville.

I hope you’ll enjoy Missing the Point and the books of my fellow authors in Chandler County.

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I’m a firm believer in the idea that you’re never too old to learn something new. There’s several things I’ve wanted to learn but haven’t for one reason or another.

I grew up around guns.  Hunting rifles, mostly. My dad and brothers went deer hunting every year and some years were even successful. They weren’t trophy hunting, and the meat was put to good use. But for whatever reason, none of us girls were ever included. Still, I would hang out while they cleaned their guns and wonder if I’d ever get the chance to shoot one.

After I got married, I finally had the opportunity. I went target shooting with my husband. (the targets being soda cans) and he handed me his shotgun. He helped me get it in the right position and aim and showed me how to pull the trigger. I shot it, and missed. The kickback practically knocked me over and I ended up with a big old bruise on my shoulder and I haven’t tried it again. But I’d like too. Maybe I’d even get it right.

What I did try recently (after all these years!) is shooting a handgun. I had much better luck with that and even managed to hit a somewhat small target after a couple of tries. (That’s not me in the picture. No pictures exist of the moment.)  I know how to load the gun and switch clips. Next time the gun needs cleaned, I’m going to be the one doing it. (Under hubby’s supervision, of course!)

Hitting the target made me feel like the heroines in one of my books, strong and confident, ready to take on the world. Or the femme fatale in a mystery. Or a little like Annie Oakley. (I have the hat!) Once the weather is better and our schedules calm down, I’m ready to try again.

So what is it you want to learn? You can tell us in the comments. And to find out what the other authors have to say—you know the rest—follow the links below!

April 17, 2017
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