Sunday, September 23, 2018

WeWriWa: Just Give Me a Reason / PoD on Tour!


With PRINCE OF DREAMS just a week and a day from its October 2 release (hyperventilating!), I’m scrambling to get everything ready (Does that ever really happen?). In the meantime, I’m continuing with last week’s scene of budding hopeful (hopeless?) romance between my hero and heroine. He’s just confessed that his expected plan to return to his family home has changed, letting her believe she’s the reason. But is that the truth or just her now broken dream?


Before Phe could have a complete melt down, Kip added, “I need more than that because my family won’t just let me go. Right now, I’m the youngest in a long line, who happens to be good with numbers, and I don’t want to be labeled because of my family name and reputation.” He struck a nerve with her there. “I have to become more to earn their respect to prove I can make it on my own, and not just as one in a pack.” As her brows puckered at that odd phrase, he hurried on, “That’s where I hope you’ll help me.”

Caution bred from too many disappointments, Ophelia leaned back, pulling away from his earnest gaze to stare into the dark brew warming her hands as she asked, “Help you how?”

“I need a reason to stay in New Orleans while I explore other, more attractive options.”

As much as she longed to, Ophelia didn’t dare look up at him, knowing how easily he could sway her by showing just a bit more of that toothy smile when she asked, “And that reason would be?”

“You offered to help me find a job, that’d be a great first step, maybe something where we could see more of each other.”

Dammit!

Whoa! That’s some reaction! Next week’s snippet reveals her interpretation of his “grand plan” . . . and it’s not good. But then when has romance ever run smoothly?


Why wait? Pre-order. Consider it a pre-Halloween goodie with more cardio than calorie!



While waiting for PoD to go live, my characters continue their tour with goodies and giveaways galore in my PRINCE OF DREAMS SPOOKTACULAR TOUR, celebrating not only their story, but all the great things about the month of October. Follow along the stops for chances to win awesome prizes, including my $10 Amazon gift card.

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After my last day job work day on Wednesday (sniffle!), I’ll be heading toward Lake Michigan and a four day (!) writers retreat. What a great place to start on . . . RISE BY MOONLIGHT, the return of Max Savoie.

Happy Writing, fellow Warriors! What have you been up to?



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Tuesday, September 18, 2018

It’s Haunted Halloween Spooktacular Time!


Is that Pumpkin Spice I smell? Is the morning commute just a little bit nippier? Does that rustle of leaves warn of spooky times right around the corner? IT’S BAAAAACK! Bewitching Blog Tour’s Haunted Halloween Spooktacular is counting down to my favorite holiday with fun posts and great prizes and frightfully good reads!! Hop aboard my crazy train tour with destination October 31 . . . with an important stop for a new release on October 2!!

What’s Halloween without monsters? It’s a season made for paranormal rule. And my favorite – werewolves and shapeshifters!

Media treatment has changed since those first righteous villagers with torches. From “I Was a Teenage Werewolf” to Michael J. Fox in “Teen Wolf,” came a new shift to acceptance of that ‘different’ monster as still a man, or in this case, a swoon-worthy hot teen. Then, with “American Werewolf in London” we got not only horribly (cool!) realistic transformations but something even better – sly humor and a reluctant monster we rooted for even when he got his just desserts!

Romance took longer to give the brutish werewolf a break than it did the elegant vampire. Vampires were intelligent and beautiful if deadly, werewolves brutal and filled with snarling, uncontrolled rage. I started out with vampires in my “Touched by Midnight” series, loving the sleek, seductive otherworldliness of them. But then came Max Savoie, the dark, tortured Shifter antihero of my “By Moonlight” books, who didn’t know what he was or that there were others like him. Cool, smart, magnificent and HOT in the eyes of my NOPD heroine, readers watched him evolve from the shadows to a figure of power and influence. As those books branched off into my current “House of Terriot” series, the shapeshifter legacy transformed into warring clans and star-crossed couples, of which PRINCE OF DREAMS (now available for preorder!) is the final before a triumphant return to Max in 2019. 



IT WAS WRITTEN IN THE CARDS . . .

Kip . . . Prince in the shapeshifter House of Terriot

He'd said he wasn't a mobster. . . She should have asked if he was a monster.

Who was this too good to be true, always ready in a crisis guy working a menial job for her father? Ophelia knew things. Something was not quite normal about the Kip Terriot hiding behind another name in lace-up dress shoes and a preppy wardrobe – something wild and exciting as all hell. A dangerous something calling to that restless difference in her own soul.

Ophelia . . . daughter of his enemy, girl of his dreams

So sassy, so sweet so perfect . . . and what he had to do would destroy her.

Kip was in New Orleans to save his clan and his kind, not to play white knight for Ophelia Brady with her quirky habits, curvy body and tormented past. His deception would rip the heart from her world, not help heal it. Was his family’s nemesis using his own daughter to make Kip the played instead of the player, pulling him between love and duty to make an impossible choice?

“Emotionally captivating! A brilliant conclusion to a unique series!” – Book Bling


In the paranormal romance world, heroic qualities change the monster into a male worthy of admiration . . . and love. As my tag line goes: “Deadly, dangerous and delicious!” Nothing is more romantic than the beauty who tames her beast! 

What’s Halloween-time without goodies?? Check out all these fab prizes available as my author friends and I celebrate the season with Spooktacular hops!

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I’m giving away a $10 Amazon gift certificate to a lucky ‘traveler’ picked at random. Follow my Hop from stop-to-stop for more chances to win! You can find the schedule here. 

September 17 - Confessions of a Scarlet Woman

September 18 - A Bewitching Guide to All Things Halloween

September 19 - Books, Dreams, Life

September 20 - Momma Says: To Read or Not to Read

September 21 - Jazzy Book Reviews

September 24 - Sapphyria’s Book Reviews

September 25 - Marianne Willis Author

September 26 - JB's Bookworms with Brandy Mulder

September 27 - Ramblings of a Book Nerd

September 28 - Fang-tastic Books

October 1 - Paranormalists

October 2 - Roxanne’s Realm

October 12 - Cross Your Heart Writings and Reviews

October 15 - T's Stuff

October 16 - Ramblings of a Coffee Addicted Writer

October 17 - 3 Partners in Shopping, Nana, Mommy, and Sissy, Too!

October 18 - Urban Fantasy Investigations

October 19 - Don't Judge, Read

October 19 - Authors' Secrets

October 22 - Ogitchida Kwe's Book Blog

October 23 - Supernatural Central

October 24 - Lisa’s World of Books

October 25 - Adventure and Romance (review)

October 26 - Fang-tastic Books

October 29 - A Bewitching Guide to All Things Halloween

October 30 - fundinmental

October 31 - SImply Kelina

Sink your teeth into a paranormal read – no calories, great cardio!

Sunday, September 16, 2018

WeWriWa: Appearances Can Be Deceiving . . . So Can Our Heroes


Is Kip Terriot trouble Ophelia Brady doesn’t need? Sure, her rescuer is cute and charming, but what is he hiding? Once bitten by silky lines from too many insincere guys, twice shy Phe knows ‘too good to be true’ probably is just that. Could this one be different?

“Are you a mobster?”

With their conversation treading on delicate ground, our hero tries to tiptoe around pointed questions the heroine poses with all the skill of her police commissioner father as she tries to peel away the mysteries surrounding him and his family. It’s not like he can just come out and tell her the truth – that he’s not in any way, shape or unnatural form what he seems to be . . .


“We like our privacy, so I see to that, too.”

Her suspicions weren’t calmed. “So, why are you here?”

“My family’s thinking of expanding in a partnership of sorts and I’m checking on the viability.”

“Then you’ll go back home.”

His steady stare never wavered from hers as he admitted, “I don’t think that’s my plan anymore.”

Her hopes fluttered wildly before she could catch them. “What’s here that you want?”

A grin. “One thing comes to mind.”

So, is that good news for our heroine or a run like hell warning? Her PRINCE OF DREAMS just might become her nightmare if she’s not careful. 

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IT WAS WRITTEN IN THE CARDS . . .

Kip . . . Prince in the shapeshifter House of Terriot

He'd said he wasn't a mobster. . . She should have asked if he was a monster.
Who was this too good to be true, always ready in a crisis guy working a menial job for her father? Ophelia knew things. Something was not quite normal about the Kip Terriot hiding behind another name in lace-up dress shoes and a preppy wardrobe – something wild and exciting as all hell. A dangerous something calling to that restless difference in her own soul.

Ophelia . . . daughter of his enemy, girl of his dreams

So sassy, so sweet so perfect . . . and what he had to do would destroy her.

Kip was in New Orleans to save his clan and his kind, not to play white knight for Ophelia Brady with her quirky habits, curvy body and tormented past. His deception would rip the heart from her world, not help heal it. Was his family’s nemesis using his own daughter to make Kip the played instead of the player, pulling him between love and duty to make an impossible choice?

“Emotionally captivating! A brilliant conclusion to a unique series!” – Book Bling

♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ 

With the fourth and final book of my “House of Terriot” dark shapeshifter series up for pre-order and only weeks away from reader hands, I’m jumping on the promo band wagon. Its first stop is with a Haunted Halloween Spooktacular Tour running from Sept. 17 to Oct. 31. Deets will be up on Monday if you’d like to follow along. 




There’s still time to grab up the first three books and get caught up in the thrills, adventure and romance (though PoD can be read on its own!) before PRINCE OF DREAMS is released on October 2.

Enjoy these last weeks of September . . . with a good book. Here at Weekend Writing Warriors we have PLENTY to choose from!



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.


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Sunday, September 9, 2018

WeWriWa: Woo Hoo! It’s PRINCE OF DREAMS Pre-Order Time!


Sorry to be MIA last week but I was sooooo busy paddling under the surface to get ready for today’s post and ANNOUNCEMENT! PRINCE OF DREAMS, the final book in my “House of Terriot” dark shapeshifter series is available for pre-order on Amazon (and soon other venues!)!! It seems like this moment was forever in the making but now, it’s finally here!

And speaking of things under the surface, today’s excerpt from PoD is a moment of truth for my hero and heroine, a time for answers to those sticky questions . . . and hers is a doozy!


“Are you a mobster?” 

With a booming laugh that trickled down to a lopsided smile, Kip asked, “Is that what you think, a mobster befriending the daughter of a police commissioner?” At Ophelia’s blink of surprise, he scoffed, “It’s not like no one in New Orleans knows you.”

Not rising to her own defense, she got back to her original question, arguing, “It would explain the money, the flash, the disappearances, the secrecy.” 

“Yeah, it would, but it doesn’t. We’ve got money, lots of it that my brothers earn in Reno and Las Vegas through our casinos and hotels. We earn it honestly, and I invest it for them, all above board.” 

“Then why hasn’t anyone ever heard of you?” Okay, she’d done some subtle checking. Nada.

Can’t wait for next week to see what he has the say to that!

In the meantime, here’s a look at the full package, blurb, and buy link for my upcoming release, PRINCE OF DREAMS . . .




IT WAS WRITTEN IN THE CARDS . . .

Kip . . . Prince in the shapeshifter House of Terriot

He'd said he wasn't a mobster. . . She should have asked if he was a monster.
Who was this too good to be true, always ready in a crisis guy working a menial job for her father? Ophelia knew things. Something was not quite normal about the Kip Terriot hiding behind another name in lace-up dress shoes and a preppy wardrobe – something wild and exciting as all hell. A dangerous something calling to that restless difference in her own soul.

Ophelia . . . daughter of his enemy, girl of his dreams

So sassy, so sweet so perfect . . . and what he had to do would destroy her.

Kip was in New Orleans to save his clan and his kind, not to play white knight for Ophelia Brady with her quirky habits, curvy body and tormented past. His deception would rip the heart from her world, not help heal it. Was his family’s nemesis using his own daughter to make Kip the played instead of the player, pulling him between love and duty to make an impossible choice?

“Emotionally captivating! A brilliant conclusion to a unique series!” – Book Bling

PoD and I are participating in a Haunted Halloween Spooktacular tour from Sept. 17 to Oct. 31. If you’re interested in hosting a stop, following the link to sign up. I promise to be a fascinating guest!



September has wrought some great or scary stuff. The law office I adore working for is closing its doors at the end of the month. My boss will either retire or take a fabulous job. That leaves me either unemployed or going with him on an exciting new venture – with full benefits! Cross you fingers for me. It’s going to be a suspenseful few weeks . . .

Inhaling! Exhaling . . . off to visit your snippets to keep my mind off things in the best possible way. Happy fall, y’all!




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.


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Sunday, August 26, 2018

WeWriWa: When a Kiss Isn’t a Kiss . . . and a Sale continues!


A soldier without a cause, Marchand has searched for something to fight for, not expecting it to be for his life against the lost and seemingly helpless young woman he rescues. But Nicole is not an ordinary female. The same violent nature that sent her fleeing her home when she discovered her father’s curse, runs through her veins and demands to be fed . . .

Marchand wasn’t sure what happened. One moment she was all clinging vulnerability and the next, her purpose shifted aggressively, grasping fingers beginning a hard, kneading pressure along the muscles of his back and shoulders while her supple body pressed against him. He almost pulled away—not because he didn’t like it, but because it was such an unexpected change. 

Her breathing stroked along the side of his neck in light, panting whispers, his own held suspended then gusting out in an explosive sigh when he felt the first soft brush of her lips there, just below his ear, followed by the lingering rasp of her tongue. Her fingers had come up to rub along his jaw in a demanding passion, then clamped with a paralyzing sharpness into the cording on the other side of his neck. In a brief spike of surprise, he realized he couldn’t move . . .then he didn’t want to. He forgot about struggle, about making love to her, or even of how to respond to what she was doing, lost, hypnotized by the seducing caress of her breath upon his throat. Beneath the urgent press of her mouth, his pulse was lulled into a seductive sluggishness. He was aware of his eyes closing, of the world darkening, thinking, Mon Dieu, am I going to swoon? 

Suddenly, Nicole shoved away from him, forcing him to scramble for balance and shake his head, trying to free his mind from its odd lethargy as she cried, “No,I won’t, I can’t.”



   

Hunt or be hunted . . . A centuries old obsession stalks a noble family fighting to hide their dark secret from an ever-changing world. Sink your teeth into Nancy Gideon's Touched by Midnight series.

A Wicked Legacy . . .

Terrified by her unusual strength and frightening urges, Nicole Radouix’s sheltered country life is shattered when she discovers her family’s secret— she’s the daughter of a mortal mother and vampire father. Stricken, she flees to the seductive lure of the city to discover the truth about who and what she is. But the turmoil of post-revolution Paris is no place for an innocent.

A Wild Desire . . .

Finding herself under the protection of noble ex-patriot Marchand La Valois, Nicole is pulled into deadly underworld struggles, both political and vampiric. As their passions ignite, Marchand soon realizes the lovely Nicole is more predator than prey and may be more of a threat than the unruly streets outside.

An Unthinkable Dilemma . . .

Desperate to control her dark desires, Nicole accepts an offer of guidance from a hypnotic enemy, ensnaring both her and Marchand in a dangerous web of centuries’ old revenge. To escape their deadly nighttime games, Nicole must embrace her immortality. But will it cost her Marchand’s eternal love?


“A treasure trove of unearthly delights! Readers will want to induct Ms. Gideon into the vampire storyteller’s Hall of Fame!”—Romantic Times

“An extraordinary, moving and sensual tale of supernatural love powerful enough to defy death. Nancy Gideon is a bright artistic star of epic proportion in the supernatural galaxy. Five Star!”—Affaire de Coeur

A fast-paced, surprisingly believable look into a dark and mysterious world where only the greatest of loves can flourish!”—The Literary Times

∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ 

She can’t . . . but she must! And therein lies the struggle. MIDNIGHT TEMPTATION is still on SALE for only $0.99 until the end of the month. It’s risk worth taking . . . if you dare.

AND another special offer! My first audio book has just been released (the first one I’ve ever listened to while approving the final version, and now I’m hooked!)


SWEET TEMPEST, a sexy Regency-set historical written under my pen name, Lauren Giddings, is FREE (along with another audio book of your choice-double bonus!) by subscribing to Audible. Give a listen to the sample on Amazon. What do you think? I have a handful of free codes for downloads if anyone is willing to plug in and post an honest review on Audible. As an audio virgin, I’d really appreciate the feedback!

I think I’m ready for September next weekend, how about you, 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.

Sunday, August 19, 2018

WeWriWa: A Forbidden Taste of MIDNIGHT TEMPTATION (and a Sale!)


As I’ve often said, you can’t keep an undead hero (or heroine!) down. That’s particularly true of Nicole LaValois in MIDNIGHT TEMPTATION, an innocent miss whose strange proclivities are explained when she discovers a devastating family secret she flees in denial. Alone and innocent in dangerous post Revolution France, she’s taken in by a bohemian group of friends, placing them all in unexpected danger from the threat that stalks her and the truth tormenting her. Take a taste . . .


Lying beside him, longing for his closeness as much as she feared it, Nicole remained awake until the early dawn hours, listening to the sounds of her companions’ slumber and to the night music of the city beyond. She found it difficult to sleep, her system attuned to those dark hours where energy pulsed in the Paris streets. The cool breeze beckoned to instincts she didn’t understand. She lay next to Marchand, watching over him, not daring to touch him, her desire for him growing as severe as the constant hunger threading through her veins.

What had begun to attract her appetite was not served upon a plate. It throbbed, a rich and forbidden temptation, through those around her.

As she lay there at night remembering the taste of Marchand’s blood, that secret contemplation horrified and fascinated. She could feel his heart beating even though they weren’t touching, could hear it sending those rivers of delight through his body with every soft thrum. The taste . . . ambrosia, whetting a desire like none she’d known. 

The desire . . . for more.


   

Hunt or be hunted . . . A centuries old obsession stalks a noble family fighting to hide their dark secret from an ever-changing world. Sink your teeth into Nancy Gideon's Touched by Midnight series. 

A Wicked Legacy . . .

Terrified by her unusual strength and frightening urges, Nicole Radouix’s sheltered country life is shattered when she discovers her family’s secret— she’s the daughter of a mortal mother and vampire father. Stricken, she flees to the seductive lure of the city to discover the truth about who and what she is. But the turmoil of post-revolution Paris is no place for an innocent.

A Wild Desire . . .

Finding herself under the protection of noble ex-patriot Marchand La Valois, Nicole is pulled into deadly underworld struggles, both political and vampiric. As their passions ignite, Marchand soon realizes the lovely Nicole is more predator than prey and may be more of a threat than the unruly streets outside.

An Unthinkable Dilemma . . .

Desperate to control her dark desires, Nicole accepts an offer of guidance from a hypnotic enemy, ensnaring both her and Marchand in a dangerous web of centuries’ old revenge. To escape their deadly nighttime games, Nicole must embrace her immortality. But will it cost her Marchand’s eternal love?

“A treasure trove of unearthly delights! Readers will want to induct Ms. Gideon into the vampire storyteller’s Hall of Fame!”—Romantic Times

“An extraordinary, moving and sensual tale of supernatural love powerful enough to defy death. Nancy Gideon is a bright artistic star of epic proportion in the supernatural galaxy. Five Star!”—Affaire de Coeur

A fast-paced, surprisingly believable look into a dark and mysterious world where only the greatest of loves can flourish!”—The Literary Times

∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ 

Revisiting this book makes me remember how much I adored researching historical settings, this one so close on the heels of the first time I saw Les Miz on stage (still my favorite!). As if the times weren’t dangerous enough . . . throw in a freaking vampire-in-training! MIDNIGHT TEMPTATION is one of my pet projects, with a cast of characters I couldn’t get enough of (thank goodness they’re immortal!). If you haven’t taken a taste of the Midnight series, this $0.99 exotic sampler of setting, scares, sexy villains and noble heroes will whet your appetite. 

MIDNIGHT TEMPTATION is on sale through the end of the month and I’ll be sharing from it again next weekend. Bon appetite!

Happy Dog Days of Summer, Fellow Warriors and Happy Writing and Summer Reading!



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, August 12, 2018

WeWriWa: Not What He Pretended . . .


Don’t you hate it when things are going great, you’re sure he’s the one, and then you start asking yourself . . . The right one . . . what?

Ophelia Brady was looking for a dashing knight to rescue her heart from loneliness. But is her hero a wolf in knight’s clothing? Hard to ignore as evidence begins to add up to something supernatural in this excerpt from PRINCE OF DREAMS . . .

“Thank you for being my knight.”Her hand rode the wide curve of his smile. 

“My pleasure.” 

Forcing herself to turn away, she climbed up into the cab, his palm cupping her elbow for a steadying boost. When she looked back with a smile of thanks, the gesture froze. 

The harsh dome light played over his features, revealing details not apparent in the shadowed room or under the cloud-covered moon. On his brow, beneath his strong jaw, there on the jut of his clavicle, small smears of blood told a different story of how he’d dealt with her attacker. 

As she shut the door between them, part of her gloried in the evidence of aggressive action. Another part trembled, recalling the image of red eyes and sharp teeth. 

Her knight was not what he pretended to be.


Final revisions off to editor, so I’m taking a breather from the job and the book as the Grandguy stops in for a week of unabashed spoiling. Pinball, movies, the zoo, Oh My! Can’t wait. But first, off to visit your teasers . . .

Happy almost back to school! Happy Writing, 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.

Sunday, August 5, 2018

WeWriWa: Becoming a Revisionary . . .


PRINCE OF DREAMS is back from my BETA readers (Huge shout out “THANK YOU!” to Sandra, Elizabeth and Alexa! You ladies are da bomb!) who all caught the same whoopsies (two I anticipated, one that was a total “Doh!”). Now to make good in final revisions and send to my trusty editor.

Today I’m sharing an early excerpt from PoD . . .


As Ophelia undressed in her bedroom, anticipating a long, hot shower, the three cards she’d pulled earlier that evening fluttered to the floor. The first, representing her Past Influence, was the Two of Wands, a card of duality, crossroads, and choice, a couples’ card of partnership, not of lovers—an accurate summation of her frustrated hopes for romance right up until earlier that night. Beneath it was that blazing Knight of emotion and relationships, her rescuer, Kip Terriot. Even now, the card vibrated with the same feelings fluttering about her chest. She hadn’t looked farther than that passionate card until now, to gage the forecast for her future. 

The third card lay face down on satiny hardwood. Phe reached for it, pausing, hand hovering inches above the jewel-tone back, almost pulling away, spooked by an uncomfortable vibe, until chastising herself, she flipped it over. 

The Tower, a once tall, mighty structure violently torn asunder and crumbling, the symbol of shattered beliefs, shaking a previously stable world to its foundations. 

A life destroyed by a suddenly revealed truth . . . 

Was Kip Terriot about to literally rock her world?


Ooooh, stuff’s about to get unreal!


I’m sitting here listening to an endless chime from my phone of e-mails bouncing as undeliverable. After an exhausting and frustrating week contacting all my vendors, promo folk, card carriers and organizations to notify of a change in my e-mail after being deleted from my MSN account, let me be a cautionary tale – back up your stuff! Double, no, triple bag those things you take for granted – like your important e-mails, your mailing lists, your contacts, your website data etc. Nothing is permanent in the ether-world. This from the School of Hard Knocks.

Have a prosperous writing week, 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.

Wednesday, August 1, 2018

IWSG: Danger! Writing Pitfalls Ahead!


This month’s Insecure Writers Support Group question is: What Pitfalls Would You Warn Other Writers to Avoid on Their Publishing Journey? A no-brainer for me – Insecurity - the heart of our blog gathering. Writers are solitary beings, lost in our own thoughts within our own worlds, safe and secure and strong . . . until we venture outside. The second we step into the vast unknown of other opinions, we tend to lose the very thing that makes our words so valuable – our individuality. Newbie writers (and a lot of times, even we old dogs) tend to be slaves to doubt when we leave our own private realm. We compare, compete and worst of all – comply. We join critique groups, submit to contests for feedback. Desperate to please those to whom we entrust our words, especially in our early formative years, we think their opinions are correct and thus, we must bend to them. That results in a flurry of rewriting to please every suggestion until we lose the original passion for our project. It becomes a collaborative of every vision but our own. In trying to appease everyone else, we lose the one thing that makes our work unique – we lose OUR voice.



Now, I’m not saying don’t submit your work for outside input. There’s not a writer among us who can’t learn from the opinions of others. But we need remember that they’re just that 
 opinions  and opinions, though valid, are NOT absolute (even when it comes to our editors!). It takes strength as a writer to pick and choose what’s best for our project, and by the same token, maturity to accept that our every creative choice isn’t perfect.

The biggest pitfall for writers – in my opinion – is not valuing the ownership of our ideas. No one sees things the same way. No one sees through the same lens of experiences. What makes us unique gives our writing its beauty, and though we all could use a tune up or a touch up, we’re behind the wheel of our creativity, so don’t leave the driving to others. Steer your own course once you know the direction you’re taking. Give suggestions due consideration. Take what works – FOR YOU – and graciously set aside that which doesn’t. You don’t need to argue your decisions or apologize for them. You take them to benefit your work, not to make it into someone else’s.

Hone your voice, fellow IWSGers, and sing out loud and proud to the creative tune only you hear. Countless others will enjoy listening to the unique music you make.



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.The awesome co-hosts for the August 1st posting of the IWSG will be Erika Beebe, Sandra Hoover, Susan Gourley, and Lee Lowery!

Let’s rock the neurotic writing world!

Twitter hashtag is #IWSG