Hi everyone,
I'm playing the egg-cerpt exchange on my myspace page with all of my friends.
It's easy, fun, a great way to help your friends and a clever way to promote your book.
Not only will you see some great egg-cerpts on my myspace page but you can also see them on my blogsite page. Click the link above to read a few.
Or check out some of the sites around NE under my picture link.
Have a great week,
Tina
Monday, March 17, 2008
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Happy Birthday to my youngest son.
Boy, they grow up so fast.
This weekend we explored a small part of Nebraska.
We drove down some rural roads. Mike, my husband took several pictures of the different things we passed. Check them out under on my picture page.
I've also finished up my edits for Baby Decision. From what I'm hearing, it should be out in the next couple of months. With Pregnancy Plan going to
print in April. I am going to have some busy months ahead of me promoting.
Hope all is going well in your world,
Tina
This weekend we explored a small part of Nebraska.
We drove down some rural roads. Mike, my husband took several pictures of the different things we passed. Check them out under on my picture page.
I've also finished up my edits for Baby Decision. From what I'm hearing, it should be out in the next couple of months. With Pregnancy Plan going to
print in April. I am going to have some busy months ahead of me promoting.
Hope all is going well in your world,
Tina
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Egg-cerpt by Debra A. Kemp
Title: The House of Pendragon I: The Firebrand
ISBN: 1-59279-155-7
Author: Debra A. Kemp
Price: $5.25
At Amber Quill Press
www.amberquill.com/Firebrand.html
genre: Historical fiction
Egg-cerpt:
"Oh, he is good," I whispered. I wanted to watch the prince's life drain from him, just as he was draining the spirit from me. My vow to stop rebelling forgotten, I envisioned Prince Modred's blood pooling at my feet.
"What was that, Lin?"
"The bastard is good. A worthy adversary. He knew precisely where to strike. Where it would hurt most. That is why I did not see him today. Oh, for a bard's curse."
"Lin, leave it. You cannot win against him."
"Ah, but I will. Just you watch me, Dafydd. So help me, I shall win." I heaved my bowl across the room towards the palace. Its contents flew in every direction, and people in its path ducked their heads to avoid being hit by the missile. "This is between you and me, prince. Attack me all you want, but leave my brother out of it."
Want to win a free copy of FIREBRAND? Read my blog "A book is a book" and leave a comment to be entered in the drawing I'll hold on March 9, 2008.
Happy reading!
Debra A. Kemp
email: FerchArthur@aol.com
Website: www.telltalepress.com/debrakemp.html
Blog: myspace.com/debrakemp
ISBN: 1-59279-155-7
Author: Debra A. Kemp
Price: $5.25
At Amber Quill Press
www.amberquill.com/Firebrand.html
genre: Historical fiction
Egg-cerpt:
"Oh, he is good," I whispered. I wanted to watch the prince's life drain from him, just as he was draining the spirit from me. My vow to stop rebelling forgotten, I envisioned Prince Modred's blood pooling at my feet.
"What was that, Lin?"
"The bastard is good. A worthy adversary. He knew precisely where to strike. Where it would hurt most. That is why I did not see him today. Oh, for a bard's curse."
"Lin, leave it. You cannot win against him."
"Ah, but I will. Just you watch me, Dafydd. So help me, I shall win." I heaved my bowl across the room towards the palace. Its contents flew in every direction, and people in its path ducked their heads to avoid being hit by the missile. "This is between you and me, prince. Attack me all you want, but leave my brother out of it."
Want to win a free copy of FIREBRAND? Read my blog "A book is a book" and leave a comment to be entered in the drawing I'll hold on March 9, 2008.
Happy reading!
Debra A. Kemp
email: FerchArthur@aol.com
Website: www.telltalepress.com/debrakemp.html
Blog: myspace.com/debrakemp
A Bright Egg-cerpt from Jordana Ryan
Title: No Matter What
ISBN 978-1-934475-04-1
Author Jordana Ryan
Price 6.00 ebook 13.99 print
At Amira press http://www.amirapress.com
Brenden's eyes narrowed, "You were so selfish that you considered yourself above anyone else, even our daughter!"
It felt like a dam had broken within her, all the pent up emotions flowed out of her.
"Yes!" she exploded. She walked away from him, her shoulders shaking.
"You think this was so fucking easy for me Bren. Have you stopped to think that I was seventeen years old and pregnant? I was scared! My God Bren, you told me just before I found out I was pregnant you were going to school and becoming a doctor. All the plans you made, how could I ruin that for you?"
Brenden sank down on the nearby sofa, stunned by her outburst. "Well you see I never did go to school, so I guess you ruined it for me anyway."
"I told you to go on with your life!" She shouted resentfully.
Brenden blinked rapidly as if trying to hold back tears. Several minutes passed before he answered.
"How could I when the woman I loved waltzed right out of it with no explanation? I was heartbroken. All those plans you talk about, they were our plans. When you left, I didn't think beyond a minute at a time, then eventually a day at a time. I followed my father's footsteps, managing the store. It was easy for me, family business, I couldn't fail. That is my life now, I run that damn store better than ever before." His voice was acrimonious.
Bitterly she laughed. No longer caring if she hurt him, her voice oozed sarcasm.
"You think that's my fault? You think things have been so hard for you? I had no one. I had this baby by myself. To survive and put food on the table, I did what I had to do. Was I always responsible NO! But I did what I had to do."
"Cass--"
She cut him off with a gesture. "No Goddamn it, you are going to listen to me. You put me up on a pedestal. You thought I was this perfect woman. No matter how wild I got, you always made excuses for me. You justified every damn thing I ever did."
"I loved you!" He rose and walked towards her.
Cassandra began to speak and faltered, stopping to regain her composure she whispered,"I know you did, but how could I go to you, this person who loved me so much and tell you the one thing that I knew would change everything? I didn't want you by default! That's what it would have been." She hung her head dismally, not wanting him to see the tears clouding her eyes.
Brenden moved closer to Cass, gently placing his hands on her shoulders.
"Cass, I was planning to ask you to marry me the night of prom. In the morning, I had set it up real nice, ring by your plate, the whole nine yards. There was no having me by default. You had me." His voice was tender.
She bit her lip until it throbbed like her pulse. One single teardrop fell down her cheek. When she could, she turned to face him.
"I didn't know that Bren. But I wouldn't have agreed. I was pregnant and determined. Maybe I didn't make the right choices, but they were my choices. I can't go back and undo all the pain I've caused." She dropped to the couch, face in her hands. "Please Bren, don't take Becca from me. I am trying to do the right thing, we can work something out."
His stare made her feel as if she were a mere cockroach. Deserving of it as she was, she was still angry. She glared up at him.
"What? The noble Brenden Carter would have done what was expected of him. Married the poor girl he knocked up because she wasn't responsible enough to take her pills the way she should have. Always perfect, to a fault.
"Cass I am not perfect!" He sighed running his fingers through his hair "I am merely a man, a man who loved you with all his heart."
Tense silence filled the room; Cassandra walked to him and slowly raised her hands, taking his face between her palms."If you loved me, then please don't take my child from me."
She watched his eyes soften slightly and she held her breath as she waited for him to speak.
"Cass, I'm not going to take Becca from you. I will, however, see her as much as I would like."
Cassandra slowly removed her hands from his face the tears flowing freely down her cheeks. A wave of relief washed over her. Brenden continued in a tone that suggested there would be no more argument on the matter.
"I agree for Becca's sake we need to do this right. Neither one of us is in the state of mind to deal with telling a little child something this important. Be ready tomorrow at noon, I'll be picking up you and Becca."
"What? I don't know..." Apprehension filled her as she searched her mind for a protest.
"You've had it your way, now it's my way. You will help me get to know my child, and you will be there to answer any questions she has. I didn't make this mess, you did."
She watched Brenden walk towards the door, and open it with quiet resolve. He turned back and met her eyes."Tomorrow Cass."
Cassandra nodded and he closed the door behind him. She listened as his truck roared to life and then faded into the distance. She walked slowly to the door, and opened it, looking out at the beauty that surrounded this house. She could hear birds chirping, and watched a bunny scurry over to the fountain in the yard.
Watching the bunny run around, she smiled at its innocence. Scampering away, the bunny took off for an unknown fate. Her own fate was just as undetermined; things were now out of her hands. Slowly, she walked towards the stables to find her daughter and Reese. Tomorrow may be a mystery, but she was going to enjoy today with her daughter.
ISBN 978-1-934475-04-1
Author Jordana Ryan
Price 6.00 ebook 13.99 print
At Amira press http://www.amirapress.com
Brenden's eyes narrowed, "You were so selfish that you considered yourself above anyone else, even our daughter!"
It felt like a dam had broken within her, all the pent up emotions flowed out of her.
"Yes!" she exploded. She walked away from him, her shoulders shaking.
"You think this was so fucking easy for me Bren. Have you stopped to think that I was seventeen years old and pregnant? I was scared! My God Bren, you told me just before I found out I was pregnant you were going to school and becoming a doctor. All the plans you made, how could I ruin that for you?"
Brenden sank down on the nearby sofa, stunned by her outburst. "Well you see I never did go to school, so I guess you ruined it for me anyway."
"I told you to go on with your life!" She shouted resentfully.
Brenden blinked rapidly as if trying to hold back tears. Several minutes passed before he answered.
"How could I when the woman I loved waltzed right out of it with no explanation? I was heartbroken. All those plans you talk about, they were our plans. When you left, I didn't think beyond a minute at a time, then eventually a day at a time. I followed my father's footsteps, managing the store. It was easy for me, family business, I couldn't fail. That is my life now, I run that damn store better than ever before." His voice was acrimonious.
Bitterly she laughed. No longer caring if she hurt him, her voice oozed sarcasm.
"You think that's my fault? You think things have been so hard for you? I had no one. I had this baby by myself. To survive and put food on the table, I did what I had to do. Was I always responsible NO! But I did what I had to do."
"Cass--"
She cut him off with a gesture. "No Goddamn it, you are going to listen to me. You put me up on a pedestal. You thought I was this perfect woman. No matter how wild I got, you always made excuses for me. You justified every damn thing I ever did."
"I loved you!" He rose and walked towards her.
Cassandra began to speak and faltered, stopping to regain her composure she whispered,"I know you did, but how could I go to you, this person who loved me so much and tell you the one thing that I knew would change everything? I didn't want you by default! That's what it would have been." She hung her head dismally, not wanting him to see the tears clouding her eyes.
Brenden moved closer to Cass, gently placing his hands on her shoulders.
"Cass, I was planning to ask you to marry me the night of prom. In the morning, I had set it up real nice, ring by your plate, the whole nine yards. There was no having me by default. You had me." His voice was tender.
She bit her lip until it throbbed like her pulse. One single teardrop fell down her cheek. When she could, she turned to face him.
"I didn't know that Bren. But I wouldn't have agreed. I was pregnant and determined. Maybe I didn't make the right choices, but they were my choices. I can't go back and undo all the pain I've caused." She dropped to the couch, face in her hands. "Please Bren, don't take Becca from me. I am trying to do the right thing, we can work something out."
His stare made her feel as if she were a mere cockroach. Deserving of it as she was, she was still angry. She glared up at him.
"What? The noble Brenden Carter would have done what was expected of him. Married the poor girl he knocked up because she wasn't responsible enough to take her pills the way she should have. Always perfect, to a fault.
"Cass I am not perfect!" He sighed running his fingers through his hair "I am merely a man, a man who loved you with all his heart."
Tense silence filled the room; Cassandra walked to him and slowly raised her hands, taking his face between her palms."If you loved me, then please don't take my child from me."
She watched his eyes soften slightly and she held her breath as she waited for him to speak.
"Cass, I'm not going to take Becca from you. I will, however, see her as much as I would like."
Cassandra slowly removed her hands from his face the tears flowing freely down her cheeks. A wave of relief washed over her. Brenden continued in a tone that suggested there would be no more argument on the matter.
"I agree for Becca's sake we need to do this right. Neither one of us is in the state of mind to deal with telling a little child something this important. Be ready tomorrow at noon, I'll be picking up you and Becca."
"What? I don't know..." Apprehension filled her as she searched her mind for a protest.
"You've had it your way, now it's my way. You will help me get to know my child, and you will be there to answer any questions she has. I didn't make this mess, you did."
She watched Brenden walk towards the door, and open it with quiet resolve. He turned back and met her eyes."Tomorrow Cass."
Cassandra nodded and he closed the door behind him. She listened as his truck roared to life and then faded into the distance. She walked slowly to the door, and opened it, looking out at the beauty that surrounded this house. She could hear birds chirping, and watched a bunny scurry over to the fountain in the yard.
Watching the bunny run around, she smiled at its innocence. Scampering away, the bunny took off for an unknown fate. Her own fate was just as undetermined; things were now out of her hands. Slowly, she walked towards the stables to find her daughter and Reese. Tomorrow may be a mystery, but she was going to enjoy today with her daughter.
Monday, March 3, 2008
Spicy Egg-cerpt from Anita Philmar
Title: Black Dragon’s Blood
ISBN: 1- 60154 – 232 - 1
Author: Anita Philmar
Price: $4.50
At The Wild Rose Press
http://www.thewildrosepress.com/wilderroses/index.php
Egg-cerpt:
She stood toe to toe with him, aware that his height gave the man a distinct advantage. His close proximity sent tingles of awareness racing over her skin. “But we’re not married.”
“We soon will be.” His hands settled around her waist.
Swallowing the wet need gathering on her tongue, she quickly tried to think of a way to work her way out of the current situation. “I don’t think you understand, William. I don’t want to marry you.”
“You will.”
His arrogant statement hit her in the gut. She had no recourse. The law wouldn’t protect her. After the last war, the government had granted men with dragon slayer ancestors any mate of their choosing, a prize for gaining the country its freedom. If he wanted her as his wife, she couldn’t turn him down. But she might be able to get him to rethink his plans.
“But why would you want to marry me?”
Have a great day of fun-loving sex.
Anita Philmar
www.anitaphilmar.com
www.myspace.com/anitaphilmar
http://anitaphilmar.blogspot.com
ISBN: 1- 60154 – 232 - 1
Author: Anita Philmar
Price: $4.50
At The Wild Rose Press
http://www.thewildrosepress.com/wilderroses/index.php
Egg-cerpt:
She stood toe to toe with him, aware that his height gave the man a distinct advantage. His close proximity sent tingles of awareness racing over her skin. “But we’re not married.”
“We soon will be.” His hands settled around her waist.
Swallowing the wet need gathering on her tongue, she quickly tried to think of a way to work her way out of the current situation. “I don’t think you understand, William. I don’t want to marry you.”
“You will.”
His arrogant statement hit her in the gut. She had no recourse. The law wouldn’t protect her. After the last war, the government had granted men with dragon slayer ancestors any mate of their choosing, a prize for gaining the country its freedom. If he wanted her as his wife, she couldn’t turn him down. But she might be able to get him to rethink his plans.
“But why would you want to marry me?”
Have a great day of fun-loving sex.
Anita Philmar
www.anitaphilmar.com
www.myspace.com/anitaphilmar
http://anitaphilmar.blogspot.com
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Getting Motivated to Exercise
With the beginning of the new year, most of us have the goal to get in shape. My husband and I have been very good about
exercising in the past, but over the last few months with our move, we have gotten out of the habit.
Now, after adding a few pounds, we've both decided we need to get back to the gym. The problem is finding the motivation to get up in the
morning to exercise. We have tried doing it at the end of the day, but being tired, we'll usually opt out if given the chance.
So if you have any clues on how to stay motivated, send me an email.
Happy running, walking or moving.
Tina
exercising in the past, but over the last few months with our move, we have gotten out of the habit.
Now, after adding a few pounds, we've both decided we need to get back to the gym. The problem is finding the motivation to get up in the
morning to exercise. We have tried doing it at the end of the day, but being tired, we'll usually opt out if given the chance.
So if you have any clues on how to stay motivated, send me an email.
Happy running, walking or moving.
Tina
Monday, February 25, 2008
Looking forward to Spring
This is the time of year I get impatient for Spring. We've had months of snow and ice. The brown grass is peeking through and a few days a week we even get over 32 degrees. Though all the snow hasn't melted.
The stores are selling tulips and mini roses, tempting me with the blooms. I want to see new buds on the trees and the farmers in the fields plowing.
Spring has to be around the corner. Right?
I'm hoping.
I guess it's a good thing I'm a writer because in my stories I can make the weather whatever I want it to be.
"A crystal clear pond with trim grass along the edges. Sun shining, fish hungry, and a pole in my hand."
Today's paradise.
Have a great week.
Tina
The stores are selling tulips and mini roses, tempting me with the blooms. I want to see new buds on the trees and the farmers in the fields plowing.
Spring has to be around the corner. Right?
I'm hoping.
I guess it's a good thing I'm a writer because in my stories I can make the weather whatever I want it to be.
"A crystal clear pond with trim grass along the edges. Sun shining, fish hungry, and a pole in my hand."
Today's paradise.
Have a great week.
Tina
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