How Charity Sunday works: for every comment made on this blog post, I will donate money to the charity named. The same promise is made for every blog site listed in the group–click the Linky Links link at the bottom of this post to see the list of participants and read/comment on any of them to see a donation go to that blogger’s charity. We’re all different! Thanks for your help and your participation!
Fred’s Team/Julia Timpf
I happened to see on one of the news shows I watch that Kat Timpf’s sister would be running the New York Marathon (https://www.fredsteam.org/juliatimpf) to raise money for cancer research in honor of Kat. You might not know Kat Timpf. She’s a comedienne and unabashed independent thinker. She’s very funny. Read more about why Julia is running for Kat on the site.
Julia says supporting Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center is deeply personal to her. Supporting cancer research, particularly for breast cancer is for me, too. Both my mom and her twin sister had mastectomies because of breast cancer and my mom eventually died of it. It’s a terrible scourge but we are better now than we were years ago, and part of that reason is due to research at places like MSK. Please comment on this blog and I will happily donate to this worthwhile cause. Thank you!
The Sisters O’Ryan
Anya is the second in The Sisters O’Ryan series. In the first book, Regan marries and leaves home to find her future in Oregon. She loses her husband on the way but continues to start a new life in the wild new territory. Siobhan marries twins and takes herself to San Francisco.
In the fourth book, Maire strikes out to join a group studying tribal languages in the Arizona territory where she gives her heart to both a cowboy and an Indian. All of the sisters found love except Anya. She married an abuser and barely escaped the marriage with her life. As Anna, she lives in Missouri, in love from afar with the local sheriff, when a stranger wanders into town. A stranger who’s hunting for someone. And now he’s found her.
Now is a great time to take a few minutes to read a great book—or start a new series—before the hectic holidays arrive. Enjoy!
Buy link:
Amazon Kindle https://www.amazon.com/Sisters-ORyan-Publishing-Menage-Everlasting-ebook/dp/B008RCJ14Y
Excerpt:
In the attic where she had a cot set up, Anna paced half the night away. She bit her bottom lip, trying to decide if Bran Monroe had intended his innuendo to pierce her defenses or if she was letting her imagination run away with her. If indeed he had come to Brompton looking for her, she had to make plans right away to move on. She took an accounting in her head of the money she had saved in the bank. She added to that rather small sum the amount Monroe had paid in advance for the room. He could have the room and be damned in it, but he couldn’t have her. She would never go back, never. Atlanta was no longer home. The city held no one and nothing she cared to go back for.
Sadly, she thought of leaving Brompton. If it came to that, she would, but not without heavy regrets. Not the least of which was Lowry. She loved him. She had loved him for a year or longer but until tonight had always kept her distance. The mess into which she had gotten herself was not his to fight, and she wouldn’t subject him to it, even knowing he would do anything in his power to protect her. He was a lawman, after all.
Lowry, more than anyone she’d known, believed in the power of the law—she’d never known him to do even the smallest thing against his principles. Everyone in town knew they always could count on him to do the just thing, to know what was right in any situation and follow through, regardless of who was involved. An association with her would put all of that at risk. She would never do that to him.
She slumped on the cot and covered her face, willing herself not to cry. If she was wrong about Monroe and his arrival in town had nothing to do with her, everything would be fine once he left. But if not, what could she do?
Only what she’d done before. Run.
Author Dee S. Knight:
A few years ago, Dee S. Knight began writing, making getting up in the morning fun. During the day, her characters killed people, fell in love, became drunk with power, or sober with responsibility. And they had sex, lots of sex.
After a while, Dee split her personality into thirds. She writes as Anne Krist for sweeter romances, and Jenna Stewart for ménage and shifter stories. All three of her personas are found on the Nomad Authors website (www.nomadauthors.com). Fortunately, Dee’s high school sweetheart is the love of her life and husband to all three ladies! On the last Sunday of the month, look for Dee’s Charity Sunday blog posts, where your comment can support a selected charity.
Author links:
Website: https://nomadauthors.com
Blog: http://nomadauthors.com/blog
Twitter: http://twitter.com/DeeSKnight
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/DeeSKnight2018
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/265222.Dee_S_Knight
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B079BGZNDN
LinkedIn: http://linkedin.com/in/dee-s-knight-0500749
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Excerpt:
For most of my adult life I lived in the South. That is, Virginia (mostly), North and South Carolina. While the winters in those places can be described as mild—not too much snow, but ice instead (yikes!)—even winter has its problems. When it does turn cold and the wind blows, the humidity in the air causes it to to cut right through you. Still, it’s better than having feet of snow to dig through. When we do have ice and snow, it doesn’t usually last too long.
(32 C) with a humidity (the amount of moisture in the air) of 57%. That means that the heat index (the temperature it feels like) is 100 degrees (38 C). In Orlando, FL (another place I used to live), the temperature is 93 F (34 C) with humidity of 54%. The heat index is 103 F (40 C). Glad I’m not there today!
While I have dipped my toe into the future and the past with my writing, I feel most comfortable writing in present, contemporary time. Maybe it’s because I’m lazy? I don’t know. But writing historical fiction takes a fair amount of research if your books come out sounding true. And there’s a lot to keep up with if you build future worlds. (Same is true if you create series in contemporary time, I’ve discovered!) But because of our trucking years, we traveled over a lot of the country and I feel pretty happy drawing on our experiences to write about all kinds of locations.
is that we are telling a story. Make it a good one. Show, don’t tell, Engage the reader’s emotions. Have a great beginning, middle, and end. Mind your craft (grammar, punctuation, POV, etc.). Pay attention to details. If you do these things, you will be read (which is what we all want) regardless of the time period you choose.
I told Jack once that if our marriage ever ended for whatever reason, I would never date again—I’d enter a convent. That convent part might have been a bit of hyperbole, but I was pretty serious about never dating again. Dating takes a lot of effort. And time. Do you know how long it takes to feel comfortable enough with someone before you don’t die of embarrassment if you accidentally let go a little wind? No thanks. I dated for a few years in my life and that was plenty enough. Been there, done that, got the tee shirt.
either. Women should meet guys and be disappointed—or thrilled—the old-fashioned way, face-to-face.
I couldn’t wait to vote! It was something to aspire to, like getting my driver’s license or going away to school. So the very first election after turning 21 I voted, by golly, and I haven’t missed a presidential election yet. I admit that I don’t always vote in local elections, and that’s because as adults, Jack and I moved so much I never got involved enough to find out who was running and what they stood for. But even when we were on the road trucking—through two presidential elections—we made sure to vote absentee.
forming the U.S. government. The electoral college makes sure that states like where I live have a say in who becomes president, just like the big states. If not for it, the states with high populations would always determine our president. They decided on a representative form of government. And then they left it up to the people to elect their representatives. It’s our responsibility to do so or the system falls apart.
“I just won a big award!” Said one way, it’s bragging. Said another way, it’s marketing. Here are a few ways marketing and bragging differ.
with a graphic of the award, review snippets that prove the award was deserved, and a plea to buy the book so that you, too, can enjoy this really great book—great because someone else determined it, not you. Sometimes there is a thin line between bragging and marketing, but other times they miss by a mile.