Conversation with Unexpected Revelations

A friendly conversation that led to unexpected revelations…


How does real life weave into the writing process? How does emotion influence my writing style? A few writing tips for aspiring new artists, and a dark secret that I have never revealed before… All these and more in a Sunday Morning Chat with John Satisfy.

Read it all here.

Twitter: What NOT to Do

There are lots of helpful articles out there about Twitter 101 and advanced techniques, but sometimes advice in the opposite direction gets the point across even more effectively.

Molly Greene is an author, blogger, blog-coach and generally a friendly and helpful voice for newbies and experts alike. If you want something more elementary (but still very helpful), read this: How to Twitter: Tips for Newbies

I want to highlight 2 points made in this article:

GIVE before you expect a payback. To grow a quality following, you must interact with a percentage of your followers, comment on their blogs, and help with retweets. A sincere, reliable way to gain true support is to retweet others’ good blog content and good news. Give to gain. Just as in life, on Twitter we benefit when we give our support without expecting payback. You need to be an active supporter to be a valuable part of your team, and this is simply logical: The more followers you have, the more valuable your RTs.

Practice impeccable manners! Do not RT someone once or twice, then tweet them with an @mention and a request to RT your blog post. Arghhhh!! Do not tweet snarky comments about others. DO NOT send a Direct Message (DM) or tweet an uninvited @mention that’s a pure self-promotion with a link to your book or blog. Do not welcome followers with a “thanks for following, now buy my book, Like me on Facebook, read my latest blog post!” Accccck! DO be patient, play nice, and put others first. That’s the true road to Twitter success.

I don’t care if you are already a best-selling author raking in trillions of dollars in book sales every hour, on Twitter you still are just a human being. If you @ new followers or send them an automated DM with a link to your book as a “greeting” it will be considered as spam.

Of course everyone does things differently, but I know I, for one, feel less likely to interact or RT these hard-sellers.

This point is well-elaborated in this article: 10 Tweets You Should Never Send

I loved how Molly spoke up for me: I loathe it when people reply (or send me a DM – direct message) to my blog posts with a link to their own blog post, perhaps even requesting me to RT it for them… it is too aggressive. I never respond to these.

Maybe you never thought your marketing strategy would be taken the wrong way, but I hope this little post could be a gentle and friendly reminder to everyone that Twitter is predominantly for social interactions. Some soft selling is fine, but don’t make your Twitter presence 110% spam-salespitch.


Eggcerpt Exchange: Jixit by Jude Liebermann

Today we have Jude Liebermann sharing an excerpt from her paranormal romance, Jixit. Enjoy!




Colin Jix is a loner. He’s had to be, due to a unique ability that is also a curse. So he lives in a remote mountain town where he limits his contact with other people. He’s settled into his solitary life and resigned himself to be alone. That is until Dot Tate shows up with a broken down car and needs his help. Neither can fight their immediate attraction, even though he tries to remain distant. But then as he uncovers a tragic secret and must step outside his comfort zone to make things right, he discovers his curse is actually a gift.

And here is the eggcerpt of this mildly erotic paranormal romance:

A persistent knocking woke him early the next morning.  Disoriented and still tired from lack of sleep, he rolled off the couch and stumbled to the door.  Without thought he pulled it open with a yawn and then froze, suddenly remembering he never opened his door to strangers as well as making sure he was completely dressed first.  As the cool air from the hallway hit his naked chest, he realized he still wore the towel from his shower the night before.  Her scent on that unwelcome air hit him harder, and he covered his crotch with one hand and slammed the door shut with the other.

Dot was left standing in the hall, staring at the door, but that’s not what she saw.  The vision of Colin in only a towel would be forever imprinted on her retinas.  Her mouth fell open at those muscles, and the hair lightly sprinkled on his chest and abdomen, disappearing beneath the low riding towel.  His tattered uniform and all that grease had hidden much more than she could have hoped for, and she licked her lips.

“Oh my!” The breath rushed from her lungs, before she sucked it back in and knocked on the door again.

“Yeah, hold your damn horses!” His muffled shout replied from a distance.

Her instincts told her to get the hell out of there. She’d already embarrassed him, and she didn’t want to make it worse, but she knew she couldn’t leave without at least apologizing for taking him so unaware. She thought mechanics always got up early. Glancing at her watch, she winced, having read the time wrong.  It probably was too early to show up at a man’s home, especially one she barely knew.

Dot took a few steps away from the door and waited.  His agitation came through the wood in muffled curses, and she clenched her fingers together behind her back.  When the door finally opened again, black covered Colin from head to toe.  The only bit of skin visible was the part of his face the knitted cap and matching scarf didn’t cover.  She frowned, wanting to see his hair without all that grease, and she missed that opportunity earlier when she couldn’t tear her eyes from his muscular chest and arms.

His whole body blocked the doorway as he glared at her.  “How did you know where I live?”

She gave him what she hoped was her most charming smile.  “So I guess you’re not going to invite me in?”

His objection to that suggestion shone clearly in his disgruntled features.  “I was actually on my way out.”  He closed and locked the door behind him and then marched past her to the stairs.  “I thought you understood that your car won’t be ready for at least a week.”

Dot stared at his ass, wishing his jeans were a bit tighter.  “Of course you made that clear.  I was having breakfast at the diner and mentioned how my phone switches off for no reason. The waitress mentioned you.  I actually think she has a crush on you.”

Colin stopped half way down the stairs and looked over his shoulder at her.  “You mean Rose?”

She nodded, unable to keep the humor from showing in her grin.

“Rose has a crush on every eligible man in the whole town.  I’ll have to talk to her about giving out my address to strangers though.”

Dot raced down the stairs and stopped in front of him.  “I’m not a stranger.”

He stared down at her, his expression unreadable, and she tried not to fidget under his intense scrutiny.  He held out his gloved hand to her, and she stared at it, unsure what to do.  Did he want to hold her hand?  A warm rush flowed through her body at the thought, even though she wouldn’t be holding his bare hand.

“Your phone?”

“Oh, of course.” She couldn’t stop the nervous giggle that escaped as she scrambled through her purse in search of her cell phone.  Once found, she placed it in his gloved palm.

Colin stared at it for a moment, and she saw uncertainty cross his face.  Finally, he pulled off one glove and cradled the phone in his fingers.  She could only stare in awe as his expression changed, as if he no longer saw the phone but something bigger, and his eyes scanned the empty air above his palm.

He blinked a few times and then refocused on her.  “I’ll walk you back to the diner.  I should have your phone fixed by then.”

Without another word, he passed her on the stairs, and she had no other choice but to follow him.

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Eggcerpt Exchange: The Bruised Thistle by Ashley York

Today we have Ashley York sharing an excerpt from her medieval Scottish romance, The Bruised Thistle. Enjoy!

The Bruised Thistle



Iseabail MacNaughton, the orphaned daughter of a Scottish laird, is forced to flee her home and seek assistance against her lecherous uncle, who has usurped her family’s land. When she meets Seumas, a strong and valiant mercenary, she cannot help wondering if he could be the one to stand with her against her uncle. But with a price on her head and enemies on all sides, her trust is not something she can afford to give lightly…

Seumas MacDonell is a man wounded in body and soul, driven by guilt. When he rescues Iseabail from one of his men, he cannot deny the attraction he feels for her, despite the wound that left him unable to act on it. In the hope of finding redemption for his sins, he agrees to help Iseabail…but will his feelings for her prove to be the ultimate obstacle to his salvation?


Now for the Excerpt:

“It was quite an adventure,” Calum chirped. “Then they called after me  ’thief, theif’ and chased me when I took off on Seumas’s horse.”

Seumas smiled at Calum. “You did fine, lad.”

Calum came to stand beside the man, rubbing the long ears of his pet. ” Did you give her the herbs?”

“Nae, I didn’t need them.” Seumas pierced Iseabail with his look. “I was able to get the fever down by other means.”

Calum frowned and looked between them. “How?”

“I took her to the river.”

“Oh.” Calum nodded, satisfied with the answer. “I will go out and find some food for my rabbit, if you think it safe.”

“Do not go far, lad. There is plenty near here that vermin can eat.”

Iseabail shifted in his arms. “Can you put me down now?”

He did not answer, nor did he comply. Instead, he inched his hand up her neck and started working little circles into her skin. She fought the desire to close her eyes. It felt so good.”

“Do ye not want to know how I got your fever down?”

“You said you brought me to the river.”

He held her gaze then pulled her toward him, and she knew he was going to kiss her. His lips were warm, and the lightening surged through her again. He kissed her lightly at first then more urgently. She wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him closer.

He straightened abruptly then placed her on her cloak. “Ye should get some sleep.”

Seumas pushed past Calum as he was coming back in.

“Told you he was mad,” Calum said.

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Book Blitz: One Broke Girl

Today we have a special book blitz from Xpresso Book Tours. Enjoy!


One Broke Girl by Rhonda Helms
(Edgewood Falls #1)
Publication date: April 7th 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance



Anna Parker’s life disintegrates with one phone call. Her dad’s selling their ritzy New York City condo because her Wall Street banker mom emptied their bank account and ran off with another man. Which means Anna has to drop out of her elite college and move with Dad back to their small Ohio hometown. Anna’s determined to reclaim her life ASAP, so she’ll use the next few months to save money, help Dad get back on his feet, and find and confront her mom.

But Anna doesn’t anticipate things going so wrong. The only job she can get is working as a lunch lady in an elementary school. Their money-pit duplex is falling apart around their feet. And her dad is depressed without her mom, who’s proving hard to find.

One bright spot in the chaos is Gavin Metcalf, a kindergarten teacher she dated when they were young teens. With his easy wit and sexy smiles, he makes her forget her stresses—and the fact that her boyfriend Steven back in New York doesn’t know the truth yet about her dire circumstances. When past and present collide, Anna has to decide where her future lies…


Rhonda Helms started writing several years ago. She has a Master’s degree in English and a Bachelor’s degree in Creative Writing. She also edits for Carina Press (an imprint of Harlequin Publishing) and freelance edits.

When she isn’t writing, she likes to do amateur photography, dig her toes into the sand, read for hours at a time, and eat scads of cheese. WAY too much cheese.

Rhonda lives in Northeast Ohio with her family.


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Blitz-wide giveaway

Open internationally from April 7th – 11th.

$10 Amazon or B&N gift card, plus a kindle or nook copy of ALL I EVER WANTED, a New Adult anthology with novellas by Rhonda Helms, Lexi Ryan, Caisey Quinn and Marilyn Brant.

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Eggcerpt Exchange: A Bloody Good Cruise by Diana Rubino

Today we have Diana Rubino sharing an excerpt from her vampire romance, A Bloody Good Cruise. Enjoy!

My Italian vampire romance, A BLOODY GOOD CRUISE, is now on sale for Kindle and in paperback. Take a bite out of it below:


A BLOODY GOOD CRUISE is a fun-filled blend of the vampire world and luxury cruises.

Romance writer Mona Rossi’s book sales are slipping. She needs new ideas and fast! Her vampire love, Fausto Silvius is a doctor aboard the Romanza, a luxury cruise ship. Holding a “Motion on the Ocean” writer’s cruise sounds like a great idea. What better way to combine a career boost with romance? But they soon discover hunters on board who give chase to Fausto and his fellow vampires. While he longs to bring Mona into his world, how can he convince her to join him with fringe lunatics on the hunt? In the prime of her life she’s not sticking her neck out for a shot at eternity.


Mona forced a dose of cheer through her jangly nerves. Vampire hunters wouldn’t have the balls to attack Fausto and his friends on this ship. Security was tight. “Well, you’re here, so does that mean you’ve been going out, and aren’t confined to your house any more?”

Fausto shrugged. “Almost. I couldn’t wallow in self-pity forever. And I knew seeing you would make it worthwhile.”

She smiled and gave him a genuine Italian cheek pinch. “I’ll cheer you up, faccia bella, you can count on that. You must feel safe.” She gestured at the tacky duds. “I mean, relatively speaking.”

“Don’t let this scare you, but –” He glanced around over the rims of his shades. Uh-oh. Whenever he said “don’t let this scare you,” it scared her. “I got an ominous message at the doctor’s office earlier.”

“What B” She swallowed a lump. “What kind of ominous message?”

He looked away, shaking his head. “Nothing to get alarmed about. The hunters just want me to know they’re here. After the initial jolt wore off, I said, ‘okay, I’m being stalked again.’ But I’m used to it. It doesn’t make me constantly look over my shoulder like in the old days. My family’s murder gave me a reality check. If they want me, they’ll get me. I can’t let it interfere with my work, or what little leisure time I have here. And you shouldn’t either.” He gazed at her adoringly and cupped her cheek. His hand was surprisingly warm. “But you’re still scared. All the blood’s drained out of your face, and not in a good way.”

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Special Guest: Elodie Parkes!

This is a very special treat: we have Elodie Parkes visiting our little blog today! Take it away, Elodie! ;-)

Thank you for inviting me to the blog today with my new release romance books.

The Flower Box and Candy Hearts, are released very close together, February 7 and 14 by Hot Ink Press.

Contemporary, erotic romance, and without my usual twist of paranormal, fantasy or magic, I’ve enjoyed writing these love stories. They are both Valentine’s Day oriented stories, but can be read anytime. Although they fit into the category of erotic romance, because the bedroom door is open, they are classic romance stories with happy endings.

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The Flower Box (February 7) Novella

Alice longs for love. Oliver wants to give her flowers and candy until he thinks she has another lover. Will his jealousy drive him away from Alice or straight into her arms?


Characters Interview

Today we have Oliver and Alice from ‘The Flower Box’

Alice: Hi, thank you for inviting Oliver, and me. It’s going to be such fun talking with you.

So let’s start.

Alice, would you like to tell the readers about how you and Oliver met?

Alice: We met on the high street in the shop I work in didn’t we Oliver?

Oliver: We did meet face to face then, but I’d seen her before. I liked her as soon as I saw her. That was before we actually met. I’d seen her around shall we say. I don’t want to give spoilers.

Alice: That’s true, but I wanted you right away. I could hardly take my eyes off you and watched you walk away up the street.

Oliver: Did you? I didn’t know that. I’m pleased.

Smiles. He leans across and kisses Alice, then keeps hold of her hand.

Oliver, can you describe when you first knew you were in love with Alice?

Oliver: It was weird for me. I couldn’t admit it to myself. When I thought I was losing her I realized. I think Alice loved me right away. Did you Alice?

Alice: I knew I wanted to make love with you, but I felt such a strong attraction to you I think I might have loved you right away. Then I knew the first time we made love, it was sex that turned into making love. For me anyway. Although I liked him the moment I saw him, in the flower shop. I wanted those arms around me right away.

She leans across and kisses him this time .I better ask another question since now they are starting to get a little heated.

What’s one thing you might have changed about your story?

Alice: Nothing, since it’s the real story. Although I’ve never been happy with my name, and that I’m not very tall. I would have liked a more exciting name, but I know the author wanted a name that could belong to anyone. There are so few ‘Storms’ around. (smiles)

Oliver: Your name suits you. You’re pretty and sweet. As for me changing the story, I can’t think of anything that isn’t the real story.

So what’s hot about the story?

Oliver: The steam rises from the love scenes. I think the way Alice responds to me is great.

Alice: I think it’s the way you talk dirty to me.

Oliver: Do I?

Now Alice is stroking his arm, okay time for an excerpt.

How about you both choose a snippet from the book to share?

Alice: It has to be a hot scene for me, what about you Oliver?

Oliver: I think so, the hotter the better. (Grins)


Five behind the scenes facts from Elodie about The Flower Box and Candy Hearts

  1. Candy Hearts was originally going to be titled, A Piece of my Heart. I changed it as I realized the importance of the hearts in the story.
  2. Amber Tom’s ex in Candy Hearts was originally called Susie. Then I realized there’s a Susie in my book The Winter Girl.
  3. The Flower Box was originally titled, A Random act of Kindness and then I decided it wasn’t a very hot title for an erotic romance.
  4. I very nearly had a male rival for Oliver in, The Flower Box and then decided it wasn’t much of a twist and I do like my twists so I changed the story.
  5. I designed five covers for The Flower Box and couldn’t decide which one I liked best. Even now, I’m not convinced I chose the one with the right color scheme. I always do that to myself, design heaps of graphics, and then can’t choose. (laughs)


From The Flower Box 18+

She pressed her neck against his face as he sucked.

He pulled her skirt up around her waist and kissed up to her ear. “I want you,” he whispered into her ear and she gasped. Oliver pushed her pantyhose down around her thighs. He kissed her lips, and felt her part them to moan as he slid his hand between her legs. She was wet and his cock jerked. His breath came in short gasps as he pushed two fingers into her pussy. The feel of her inner muscles around his fingers sent a spike of sensation through his cock. He thought he’d come right then as his hips thrust in response to her opening her legs wider for his hand. He murmured against her mouth. “You feel so good. I can’t wait to get you home.”

Alice kissed him. “Let’s go. I’m desperate for you.”

Her words made his cock leak. He wondered if he could make it to her car. He took his fingers from her pussy and lingered with his fingertips against her clit.

She held his shoulders and kissed him hard.

Oliver took his fingers from her clit and rested his face against hers. “Sorry, Alice, does anyone else use this path?”

Her voice was low as she answered against his cheek. “Not usually.”

He hugged her. “That’s good.” He moved from her

She made a little sound as he pulled her pantyhose up.

He held her face and kissed her tenderly. “Let’s go.”

Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014



Links to buy The Flower Box, Candy Hearts


About the author:

Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and hot love scenes.

Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.

Elodie writes for Hot Ink Press, Moon Rose Publishing, Eternal Press, and Evernight

She has also released titles as an individual indie author.


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