Wednesday, February 3, 2016

IWSG: YOU Should Be Writing


Life gets in the way of the things we love (and are driven) to do. There’s a basement of empty shelves and full boxes to be sorted and unpacked. Dinner needs to be made. Laundry is calling. Cats need cuddling. There’s that next episode of Supernatural . . . It’s always something wooing you away from where you should be – at the keyboard. Sometimes it’s hard to hear that little urging voice over the roar of unfinished tasks. And sometimes, we just don’t listen.


Until that voice gets loud. And demanding. Those scenes, those dialog exchanges keep you awake, won’t stop talking as you drive to work. A whisper becomes a roar until life’s little busy work gets drowned out. You jot down ideas on Post-Its at work. Your lips move through the conversations in your head in the shower. The keyboard no longer beckons – it insists!


Why fight it? You know you want to? Fire up that laptop. Just a few sentences, a paragraph or two. Maybe a page. And suddenly – a chapter.

You should be writing. I should be writing. In fact, I’m going to be writing as soon as I finish this post. How about you?




Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!

Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog. Talk about your doubts and the fears you have conquered. Discuss your struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer - aim for a dozen new people each time.

Let’s rock the neurotic writing world!


Twitter hashtag is #IWSG 

IWSG awesome co-hosts for the February 3rd posting will be Allison Gammons, Tamara Narayan, Eva E. Solar, Rachel Pattison, and Ann V. Friend!

Sunday, January 24, 2016

WeWriWa: Everything Old New Again


I’m giving my W-I-P a break this week to share the rebirth of one of my Touched by Midnight vampire romances as the series is being reissued with tweaks and new covers. MIDNIGHT GAMBLE is one of my favorites. Set in the Roaring Twenties against bootleggers and a sinister mystery, Day-walking vampire, Frederica LaVoy is out to prove herself as an enforcer in her father’s tribunal court by bringing the enigmatic Darcy Edwards to trial for sins against humanity. Things aren’t looking too good 
for her . . .

She was a failure, calling to her father to save her from a more powerful enemy. 

In that dark tunnel, she’d crouched like a frightened animal as the sounds of trickling stones grew closer, her stalkers so sure of themselves, they hadn’t bothered to quiet their steps. She saw them, not their physical shapes, but the hungry red gleam of their eyes cutting fiery holes in the darkness. 

And then a sound, at first, a rustle then a whoosh, like the gush of air from a door opening nearby. Her attackers paused, the pindots of red disappearing as they turned their heads to look behind them to see the shortness of their future in one brief instant. 

He’d arrived on a rescuing whirlwind, sweeping down into that dark hole to tear through those who would threaten her, casting their parts asunder so quickly there had been no screams, which somehow made it all the more awful. 

Then her father was there, the scent of blood and battle a harsh astringent as he took her into his arms, finding her in a weak and vulnerable state, barely able to stand, hardly able to confess her inadequacies where Eduard was concerned. 

She’d allowed her human half to interfere with her superior judgment. How could he ever trust her again? 

How could she ever trust herself?

Sometimes strength is discovered by accepting weakness . . . a lesson poor Rica is about to learn in this month’s new re-release from ImaJinn Books. It’s up for Kindle and should be available in all trade paperback and e-formats soon!


Against the uninhibited decadence of 1920’s New York where bootleg liquor flows until dawn to the sound of hot jazz and rolling dice, day-walking vampire, Frederica Lavoy stalks those of her kind to bring them to her father’s court for crimes against humankind. When a series of careless murders leads her to an exclusive club where patrons drink more than champagne from unsuspecting guests, Rica is drawn to its owner, the enigmatic Darcy Edwards.

Tricked into embracing the night during the time of Pharaohs, Eduard D’Arcy struggles to bring peace to those who are damned by what they must do to survive, yet has found none for himself . . . until he’s captivated by the unique and spirited Rica. But is it justice that waits, or vengeance, as an age-old enemy begins to manipulate both hunted and huntress? In this game of cat and mouse, the stakes are not just life and death, but the immortal soul.

Now, back to PRINCE OF HONOR. Things are about to get ugly.

See you next weekend. Happy writing!

Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8sunday posts.

Spread the word, share the love, warriors - Hashtag #8sunday.

Sunday, January 17, 2016

WWW: Trust No One!


Who else is excited by the return of the X-Files? For a decade, its clever plots delighted me because you never knew what was real, what was true. 


Truth and trust are huge elements in my W-I-P PRINCE OF HONOR. Very little is what it seems to be, from intentions to actions, as demonstrated in today’s sniblet:
Her heat didn’t rest beside him, the sheet cold.

Empty. 

He tried to sit up but something jerked him down, that something a metal bracelet about his wrist, shackling him to the bedframe. His hazy mind recoiled in surprise. How could she have gotten to the key where it laid a room away in the pocket of his coat? 

Alert and now wary, Turow let his senses sharpen before opening his eyes to a sight that scarred him, heart and soul. Sylvia stood on the other side of their shabby room, dressed in her castoff clothes, her lovely, kiss-bruised lips narrowed, her expression carefully masked. She met his gaze directly, hers betraying nothing. 

Because they were not alone.

What do you think? Is Sylvia only trying to save her own skin or is she trying to protection Turow, too? Hmmm . . .

Have a great week. I hope Mercury Retrograde is dealing more kindly to you than me. My laptop no longer will do Windows updates and it takes 40 minutes to get past the Failure to Initialize message to get it to start up. Then half the time my files won’t open. Sigh. Time to go shopping!

Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8sunday posts.

Spread the word, share the love, warriors - Hashtag #8sunday.

Sunday, January 10, 2016

WWW: Something Hot for a Cold Winter Morning . . .


Nothing like writing a steamy scene at 5:00 a.m. to get you revved and ready for your first day of work at the new job. Except it’s hard to tear yourself from the keyboard . . .

Time to get things heated up between the hero and heroine in my W-I-P, PRINCE OF HONOR:

Heat pounding off his body burned against the backs of her fingers as they bunched the bottom of his tee shirt, shucking it off him with a violent pull. Her palms prowled chest and shoulders, pausing for him to identify each unfamiliar scar. 

At his collarbone: “Cale’s lesson on how to use a blade.”

At the glorious swell of a bicep: “Lee. Bar fight he started and I had to finish.”

Probably because he was too drunk, though Turow would never say so. 

Across the hard ridge of his abdomen: “Sparring with Rico.”

Tongue dampening her lips, eyes glowing, obviously turned on by the catalog of combat, Sylvia let her fingertip follow a thin line across his left pec as she purred, “And this one?” 

“You. Where you broke my heart.”

Is it hot in here or is it just me?

If you want an early peek at Turow and Sylvia together, pick up a copy of UNLEASHED BY SHADOWS for a look at their tumultuous back story.



“Complex characters, vivid writing and intriguing plot twists keep readers coming back to Gideon’s magical NOLA.” –Publishers Weekly

He feared no man, no foe, no obstacle or challenge . . .

Burdened by the weight of his secrets and his father’s sins, the need for redemption pulls Cale Terriot from his duty to his clan and the arms of his new mate into deadly intrigues in a rival territory. His dangerous masquerade in a high-stakes Shifter fight club is about to be exposed to those who would show no mercy – if he can survive in the ring.

How to protect a prince turned king made pawn?

Fearing she’ll lose her soulmate to the darkness he carries inside, Kendra Terriot, newly made queen in the Shape-shifter House of Terriot, must provide him with an heir in order to save his life . . . and his soul. But first she must risk all to coax him back from the edge of violence inherited with his crown.

Can her love tear him from an unbreakable vow that can only end in death?

“Every delicious word Nancy Gideon puts on the page exhilarates with a sensuous ferocity. Hopelessly addicted.” —Darynda Jones, NY Times Bestselling Author

And if you’re dying to see where it all started, start with PRINCE OF SHADOWS.




The fourth original eBook in the steamy Shadows paranormal romance series features a woman forced to choose a mate, and a Shifter prince who may need to give up everything to win her.

Held hostage until she chooses a mate, Kendra Terriot must play a careful courtship game when choosing among the dangerous Shifter heirs. As a prince in the House of Terriot, Cale knows he can be the leader his clan needs with Kendra at his side, but first he must learn to become the kind of man she desires. In a treacherous race for the crown, where weakness means death, the only way to win her trust could mean surrendering his throne. But the only way to win her heart could mean letting her go…


It’s out into the cold and to my keyboard away from home. Happy Writing and enjoy the rest of the weekend, fellow Warriors!!


Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8sunday posts.

Spread the word, share the love, warriors - Hashtag #8sunday.

Thursday, January 7, 2016

HELLO: MY NAME IS … Blog Hop


Welcome to my first HOP of the year! Fittingly, it’s an introduction to authors you may or may not know (or may THINK you know!). Follow the HOP links to uncover fun and sometimes surprising facts about authors who write the books you love, and get in on some great giveaways.

Getting to know Nancy Gideon: (Here’s me in the wild at the Great Lakes Book Bash in October, 2015)



1. Night owl or early bird?

The birds use ME as their alarm clock. 5:00 a.m. at the Keurig then at the keyboard. Every day. A late night for me begins at 9:30 p.m. Yeah, a real party animal!

2. What music are you rocking to?

Whatever suits the characters in my latest WIP. I enjoy music almost as much as I love words. All kinds! Imagine the surprise when Rob Zombie blasts out of my car and the driver in the next lane glances over to see a gramma head banging! I always do a playlist for each new book so my current passion could be anything from German heavy metal to Sean Paul to ‘50s classics.

3. Your first kiss . . . Was it the stuff of romance novels?

A hot neighbor boy from up the street (An older man in middle school! I was tall and mature for my age!) in his garage. While everyone was playing hide and seek, we were trying NOT to be found. My first sigh-worthy romantic experience! I borrowed the encounter for a scene in PRINCE OF SHADOWS.

4. What’s your work environment like? Ms. Clean or total Clutter?

Right now, its clutter squared! I just moved and am still unpacking. One doesn’t realize how many books they have until 2 out of 3 boxes are marked OFFICE. I’m both ADD and OCD, so I guess you could call it Controlled Chaos! A clean desk makes me nervous, like I’m not really working.


5. Gourmet cook or take out?

While I DO enjoy that left over cold pizza for breakfast, I LOVE to cook, and now that I have a kitchen two people can stand in at the same time without having to turn in the same direction to avoid a collision, I’m looking forward to stirring up some yummy stuff! Breakfast omelets with asparagus or feta cheese and spinach are my specialties.

6. Favorite type of hero - Type A bad boy or Type B good guy?

I’m a hardcore Bad Boy fan. Give me the Clive Owens, the Jeremy Renners, the Dean Winchesters, and keep the softer, gentler Jude Laws and Colin Firths. I’d take a thug over a pretty boy any day! I’d be a kick butt Lara Croft – if my knees were better. No. Make that Helen Mirren!

7. Website or Blog?

While the website is great for static information (and lots of it), I love my blog for its immediacy and flexibility. It’s the difference between the newspaper and a Facebook meme. One is solid content and one is pure fun. I belong to several blog groups for inspiration and writing encouragement, and have met some wonderful people through them, but Hops are my joy. I love mingling with readers and meeting authors who are new to me. And who doesn’t love free stuff? Herding Cats always comes up with the most creative Hops. With a name like that, how could they be boring?

8. When can we get your next book and what’s it all about?

I’m currently working on “The House of Terriot Foursome” a quartet of shorter length paranormals that tie into my “By Moonlight” shapeshifter series and feature the very hot and hunky Terriot princes introduced in my latest, UNLEASHED BY SHADOWS. I hope to release at LEAST the first two or three in 2016.

In anticipation of “The House of Terriot x 4,” I’m giving away an e-copy of REMEMBERED BY MOONLIGHT and a $10 Amazon gift card to introduce readers to my writing and to the “By Moonlight” world, since it brings that dangerous Terriot Shifter clan to New Orleans for the first time and sets up the drama to come. Here’s a glimpse ...


Because the road to . . .

Clever, cool and preternaturally lethal, Max Savoie is leader of a secretive shape-shifter clan, heir to a mobster’s legacy, and the love of New Orleans’ top cop . . . but he can’t remember any of them. The only way to recover his past, and his rightful place in the arms of the woman who risked all to save him, is to surrender to a mysterious visitor who could use him as a weapon against all he’d loved.

Happily-Ever-After . . .

After rescuing her mate from his ruthless captors in the North, hard-hitting Detective Charlotte Caissie is now painfully vulnerable—a stranger in his eyes . . . and in his bed. The key to his memories is locked in a tortuous past. To reclaim the strength of their passionate bond, Max must learn to trust her enough to face that darkness at her side before the threat it hides exposes the secret Cee Cee carries.

Is never smooth.

When an investigation into grisly deaths in an underground Shifter fight club points to more than just dangerous clan rivalries, Cee Cee enlists Max’s help to find a traitor in their midst while there’s still time to turn a deadly invading tide. But the cost of saving their treasured future may mean sacrificing his past. Especially when the enemy they pursue . . . might be Max, himself.

“Every delicious word Nancy Gideon puts on the page exhilarates with a sensuous ferocity. Hopelessly addicted.” — Darynda Jones, NY Times Bestselling Author



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For an extra entry, answer any one of the above questions in the comment section below before traveling along the Hop to meet and greet a host of other authors.

Happy New Year. It was great getting to meet you, too!!

Wednesday, January 6, 2016

IWSG: Back in the Saddle Again!


After all the bumpy potholes of 2015, 2016 has started out down a smooth paved road with a new home in a new city and, starting tomorrow, a new job! AND I’ve finally gotten back into my WIP despite the ever evolving condition of my home office (You never realize you’re a book hoarder until you start unpacking them!). At least the new cat tower is in place so my ladies can escape their trio of new doggy roommates.


No need to make resolutions this year, (Whew! Pressure off!) because everything is on a fresh path. Here’s hoping it’s well lighted and without hills and left turns into traffic.

IWSG is kicking off the New Year by announcing the winners of the IWSG Anthology Contest – today! Visit the main page to congratulate the chosen and applaud all who entered!

The happiest of New Years to all!!


Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!

Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog. Talk about your doubts and the fears you have conquered. Discuss your struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer - aim for a dozen new people each time.

Let’s rock the neurotic writing world!


Twitter hashtag is #IWSG 

IWSG awesome co-hosts for the January 6th posting will be L.G. Keltner, Denise Covey, Sheri Larsen, J.Q. Rose, Chemist Ken, and Michelle Wallace!

Sunday, January 3, 2016

Weekend Writing Warriors: On the Road Again


Now that I’ve finally stopped all the back and forthing and put down roots (and the last of my belongings) in my new home office, I’ve been able to get my characters back on the road. You may remember, my hero in PRINCE OF HONOR is transporting the heroine from New Orleans to Lake Tahoe to face their clan’s judgement for her crimes against them and she’s just as determined to see they never arrive. Here’s my 10 line scene:
After he counted back change, the clerk’s gaze touched on the woman’s. She gave her head a slight tip toward the rear of the store, eyes widening in a silent plea. Then she was all smiles again as her buff and gruff boyfriend thanked him and cinched an arm about her waist, turning her toward the door. 

Alvin watched the strange couple get into the road weary truck from the driver’s side. As the brawny fella leaned across her lap to fiddle with her seatbelt, the redhead cast another plaintive look his way. Intrigued enough to note the plate number, he waited until they’d pulled out and headed west before ambling back toward the restroom. 

He didn’t notice anything at first, just that the trash needed to be emptied and the floor mopped before his shift ended. When he turned to switch off the light, he saw the mirror, and the message scrawled across it in waxy lip gloss. 

Help Me! And below it, a phone number.

Think the wily Sylvia has finally managed to best her captor? Let’s see where the road takes them next week as I get back on track with their storyline.



Hope you all had a fantastic holiday. I can’t wait to see where the New Year takes us!


Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8sunday posts.

Spread the word, share the love, warriors - Hashtag #8sunday.

Saturday, December 12, 2015

WWW: A Season of Plenty . . . of Things To Do!


With my move looming and the holidays crowding in, I’ve been scrambling to get everything taken care of . . . sometimes by combining tasks. Since I’m also over at Literary Escapism today as part in their uber fun Black Friday month-long event (where you take characters from your books and place them into the middle of shopping madness—this is my third year and I LOVE it!), I decided to multitask and use a section of my story for my WWW 10 lines featuring my WIP couple. The scene may not be in the book . . . but it could fit in nicely.

Here’s how my hero and heroine from PRINCE OF HONOR would deal with Black Friday in the middle of chapter three:
“Aren’t you carrying your princely House of Terriot gold card?” Sylvia’s chiding retort offered no warning as she turned to him with a cat-in-tasty-cream smile and the sizzling double entendre, “Remember, you get what you pay for.” 

What was he thinking? What was he thinking with? Sylvia Terriot had been entrusted into his care by his king, his only duty getting her safely and securely to their mountain compound, not horizontal in the closest hotel room. 

As if unaware of his moral dilemma, Sylvia passed the clerk her choice of drool-worthy undergarments, a pair of slim black jeans and a stretchy red top that took no imagination at all to envision hugging her tempting curves. “I’d like to try these on.” 

Seeing the clerk’s gaze widened as it followed the chain from her cuffed wrist to his, Sylvia laughed, unconcerned, then leaned close to whisper, “Consider it like one of those bungie cord things that parents use to keep track of their children in crowds.” She winked, letting a sultry glance slide up Turow’s inseam and torso to flirt with his round-eyed stare as she added, “Only for consenting adults.” 

Forget the hotel—the dressing room would do!

If you want to read the entire scene, join me over on Literary Escapism. Check out the other awesome stories while you’re there!


Since I’ll be unpacking and settling in next weekend, I wish everyone here the Happiest of Holidays!!


Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8sunday posts.

Spread the word, share the love, warriors - Hashtag #8sunday.




Join me and a host of fabulous authors Inside the Bell Tower for a 12 Days of Wishes book giveaway event beginning on December 9th! On the 4th Day of the Event, December 14, I'll be giving away a reader's choice of my Nancy Gideon vampire romance "MIDNIGHT SURRENDER" or my Dana Ransom contemporary "FROM THIS DAY FORWARD" (trade paperback in US /outside US digital only). Must JOIN in order to participate. Happy Holidays and Happy Reading!

To enter, please post about your favorite holiday ornament or decoration. Something handmade? That endless Dickens Village?

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

IWSG: Moving on Down the Road


They say the five most stressful events in life are: childbirth, death in the family, moving, loss of job and divorce. I guess that makes me an expert across the board. What I wanted for Christmas certainly wasn’t two out of that frantic five.

After 15 years, my attorney boss gave me my two weeks’ notice just before Thanksgiving (Thank you!) due to health and financial reasons. With the bounty from Unemployment (not even half of my salary), I’m packing up my life and moving across the state to live with my recently widowed sister who is opening her door to me, my son, two cats and office. I plan to be settled in time to set up my Christmas tree.

The last time I moved after a divorce was 10 years ago (and frankly, that was a much happier circumstance). I’d forgotten what a nightmare of organization goes into pulling up stakes. Throw in job searches . . . No wonder I’m down to five hours of sleep, if that. Too bad stress doesn’t deal similarly with my weight.

But amazingly, my WIP is still flowing, giving me a support line I didn’t expect, an escape into normality in the midst of chaos. Another life ring is my circle of writer friends both online and in my home state of Michigan where the move will keep me within the embrace of my critique group and Mid-Michigan RWA chapter. Things to be thankful for!!



Here’s looking forward to a brand new 2016 in every sense of the word with a new window on the world.





Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!

Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog. Talk about your doubts and the fears you have conquered. Discuss your struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer - aim for a dozen new people each time.

Let’s rock the neurotic writing world!


Twitter hashtag is #IWSG 

IWSG awesome co-hosts for the December 2nd posting will be Sandra Hoover, Mark Koopmans, Doreen McGettigan, Megan Morgan, and Melodie Campbell!

Sunday, November 29, 2015

WWW: What Makes a Good Man


Take one man of honor, complicate his life with a bad girl he can’t resist, force him to make a choice between duty and desire then set this tangled romance on the verge of a Shape-shifter clan war . . .

Since my last post, I’ve been recovering from the unexpected loss of my day job and preparing for a move across the state – right in the middle of the holidays. I didn’t think I’d be able to sit at the keyboard during all the upheaval, but I haven’t been able to stay away with scene after scene in my WIP begging to be told. Here’s another teaser from PRINCE OF HONOR, the latest in my “By Moonlight” dark paranormal series:





“You’re going to stop Cale on my behalf?” 

He laughed this time, a slightly cynical sound. “Isn’t that what you wanted me to say?” 

Very quietly, she murmured, “I wanted you to mean it. I don’t know why I expected anything different from a Terriot prince.” 

“I meant it.” 

“Then turn on the light so I can see it in your eyes when you tell me again?” 

Turow hesitated, knowing he should ignore her, knowing better than to be coaxed into conversation. But on this lonely night, he wanted to see her face as much as he needed to soothe her fears, so he leaned forward, reaching toward the lamp situated between the two pieces of furniture. 

Her heel caught him in the jaw with an explosion of pain, rocking him back into a teetering crouch, and Sylvia was on him in an instant, the length of chain she’d gathered in her hands coiling tightly about his neck.

I’m loving the way this plot is playing out. After dealing with super charged Alpha males in my last few books, Turow Terriot with his purposeful silences and rock solid convictions should have presented a problem, but I’m having such fun with the sizzling undercurrent between him and the not very nice love of his life, especially when she seems determined to complicate and perhaps end it in order to escape his family’s justice.

While waiting for this release, catch up on the House of Terriot and the introduction of both Turow and Sylvia in PRINCE OF SHADOWS and UNLEASHED BY SHADOWS.




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Enjoy the rest of your Thanksgiving weekend! Be thankful!


Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8sunday posts.

Spread the word, share the love, warriors - Hashtag #8sunday.