All About the Indies 2017

Check out my new page on my site highlighting the All about the Indies 2017 Signing Conference. There are pictures of the event, links to reviews of the hotels and even a few of my sightseeing excursion around D.C. I included links to videos of the live event, and afterparty game and my Q&A on the editing panel. Please go check it out! 🙂


Wishful Drinking



Finished Wishful Drinking by Carrie Fisher.

This is essentially her one-woman show of the same name with some extra material added in.

This book is super short but also absolutely perfect. I dare you not to laugh out loud multiple times.

I have a lot of respect for the way Carrie Fisher was so willing to discuss everything in her life. The world was better when she was in it. Also funnier.

Highly recommended. (And watch the HBO special.)

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Nicu by Ariel Marie


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Cover Reveal for Nicu (The Dark Shadows #5)

Nicu Olaru, the heir to the vampire king was not a vampire to cross. Even while seething in the dungeon of the necromancers, he plotted how he would kill Sodan, their king. But first, he had to escape his prison cell. He just had to wait for the Dark Shadows to come for him. His brothers would not forsake him. They would come for him, but somehow the first person who stumbled upon him was an innocent with large brown eyes…

Samara Shamus had never experienced such a rush of power before. One look at the menacing figure locked away in the cell and she knew that he was a force to be reckoned with. The word danger dripped from every facet of his body, but for some reason, he was the only one that she could trust. Her entire future changed…

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The Haunting of Tinley Hall by Tania Hagan


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Title: The Haunting of Tinley Hall
Author: Tania Hagan
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: CHBB Publishing
Cover Designer: Aurelia Fray, Pretty AF Designs
Editor: CLS Editing Services

tinley-hallSeventeen-year-old Tinley Hall takes a fall down the steep staircase in her family’s restored Victorian home. When she becomes aware of her surroundings, she realizes she might be dead and she’s not alone as her spirit haunts the old mansion that once was her home.

After meeting a handsome stranger, Tinley is forced to question if he’s really a ghost and if she’s really dead, but she knows something more complicated must be happening.

Will Tinley be able to pull herself through death’s door, back into the land of the living? Or, will she even want to?

As feelings for her companion grow into an otherworldly love affair, Tinley must decide if she’s actually found her soulmate or if she just imagined the whole…

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Cherry Mischievous

Dawn Of Wonder: The Awakening by Jonathan Renshaw
Book 1 of The Wakening series
Read by Tim Gerard Reynolds
Genre: epic fantasy
Format: ebook & audiobook

About Dawn Of Wonder: The Wakening:

When a high-ranking officer gallops into the quiet Mistyvales, he brings a warning that shakes the countryfolk to their roots. But for Aedan, a scruffy young adventurer with veins full of fire and a head full of ideas, this officer is not what he seems.

The events that follow propel Aedan on a journey that only the foolhardy or desperate would risk, leading him to the gates of the nation’s royal academy – a whole world of secrets in itself.

But this is only the beginning of his discoveries. Something is stirring in the land, something more ominous than the rising threat of hostile nations. Fearful travellers whisper of an ancient power breathing over Thirna, changing it…

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Cupcakes, Werewolves and a Sense of Belonging: All About the Indies Signing, Arlington, VA 2017


And here I sit at the edge of tears. The very first All About the Indies Signing has come to its end, and I’m feeling its loss like a sword to the gut. What’s that saying? “Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.” I’m sorry, but I’m just not feeling that right now. I looked forward to you for too long. I had too much fun tonight. Experienced too much comradery. I have a right to my melancholy. So, stow your smiles for another day.

I remember well the shift in my social status. In middle school, the friends I always considered best started to move into other social circles.  A few of them joined the ranks of the popular, a realm into which my entry was forbidden. I also remember well the mean-spirited taunts following my clumsily-executed cheerleader tryout when I, foolishly, tried to follow a couple of my friends down the new path they’d chosen. But I really should’ve known better. Hard lesson learned, I sought out other quiet like-minded friends to keep company with during my high school years. The highlight of those years being my senior year—the year I ended up with the school’s notoriously hardest-assed English teacher—when I was told I’d picked the hardest book on the list to write my senior research paper, Alice in Wonderland. Despite the fear rumbling in my innards at my teacher’s revelation, I bit the bullet and did my best, nearly toppling over in shock when I saw the A scrawled across the top. But the moment serves to reiterate my point—the moment was a solitary victory. I was seriously lacking in the cheering squad capacity.

Today was different. Those of you who know me best know the challenges I face. I try my best to make career out of author, refusing any impediment in my path. I made this trip to Arlington alone and that alone raised a few eyebrows, but I did it, and the effort made me feel like a whole person…like nothing else. I feel like a warrior. I am capable.

But this trip did so much more. I met so many talented and like-minded authors. When one has experienced the pleasure of sharing a room with them, the realization is driven home…we are a family. One like no other. To sit in a room with others who share the burden and honor of creating entire worlds from no more than the air around them with a shot or five of caffeine is a rare pleasure. It is a bond that transcends geography, race, age or genre in which we write. To me, we share an affinity like no other. The conference was wonderful. The after party, phenomenal. You can see what I’m talking about in my Facebook live video on my timeline.

I may be nearing fifty, but when I walk into a crowded room, I still feel like that shy seventh grader seeking acceptance from her peers. I peeked into the Holiday Inn conference room, heart pounding, trepidation in my heart. My tensed muscles relaxed as I was warmly waved in by several people seated around the tables inside. Tamara, whom I was lucky enough to be seated beside during the day, welcomed me with a place by her side. As we all sat around and chatted, I realized more and more how alike we all were. We all share equally in this struggle to make our voices heard. These were my people. I reveled in the sense of belonging.

As the crowd thinned, those of us left played the most unique game. Each of us drew an identity: werewolf, seer or villager. While we all tried to figure out whom among us might be murderous werewolves, each of us laughed and joked…and I felt a sense of belonging I haven’t felt in a very long time. They all just felt so much like me. I was completely welcomed. Totally accepted.

And there were gluten free cupcakes. There are so many places I go where I can’t eat…and Sade remembered I couldn’t have gluten. I literally haven’t eaten a cupcake in years…at least two. And tonight I had a cupcake. And spent a too-very-brief day with people just like me. People who accepted me for the human I am and didn’t look at me or treat me like I was too weird to talk to. I did have someone tell me I resembled a witch from some TV show…that I took as a compliment.  😉

Thank you, Sade, and your staff for a professionally executed, warmly extended event for Indie Authors. I experienced a completely enjoyable, incredibly memorable time!