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A Mother’s Day tribute….

In 2005 I was honored to have a piece I’d written about motherhood included in one of the fabulous Chicken Soul for the soul books – EVERY MOM’S SOUL

The essay was called MOTHERHOOD: A TRANSFORMATION and it seems fitting I reprint it here today for all the Mom’s who read this blog.

“Once upon a time I was a nurse, a writers, and a wife.

Then one day, I had a child. I became a mother.

Added to the list of things I previously was, I became: a chauffeur, a cook, a dresser, a wiper of dirty faces, a cleaner of soiled diapers, a retriever of thrown socks, a finder of lost shoes, a doer of homework, an insomniac. I was a referee in toy wars, a slayer of nighttime dragons, a soother of nervous school jitters. I was a room mother, a den mother, a leader of Girl Scouts, and one day, mother of the bride. I calmed tantrums and bolstered fragile egos.

With each passing day my talents grew.

I became a baker of cookies, a sewer of Halloween costumes extraordinaire. I could braid hair in the time most people wash their faces. And I could smile even when I didn’t want to.

Where once my body had been my own to do with as I pleased, it now belonged to someone else. It became : a breast to nourish at, a shoulder to cry on, a lap to sit and cuddle upon. My lips became kissers of boo-boos, my hips the transporters of small, squirmy bundles. My feet were now used to walk the floor at all hours of the night, my arms became a cradle. I grew eyes in the back of my head and my hearing went supersonic.

Once upon a time my name was Peggy.

Then I became a mother and had as many aliases as a con man. I was, at various times, Mm, Ma-ma, Ma, Mommie, Mom, Mother, MOTHER! and for a brief period of mental vexation, Peg.

My mind, which used to flourish with egocentric thoughts now became filled with irrational ideations. What if she falls out of the crib? What if he chokes on his food? What if I do or say the wrong things? How will I know I’m a good parent? How will I know I’m a bad one?

My house, once so orderly and tidy became a disorderly jumble of toys and stuffed animals, dried peas and empty, strew formula bottles; a carpet of clutter and chaos; a dwelling of disarray.

My heart, once only given to another, was now taken from me and filled to the brim, bursting with devotions and love.

I was a MOTHER. I was an icon. I’d done something no man had ever done, accomplished a feat so death defying and magical that many wouldn’t attempt it.

I became a MOTHER.

And, in so doing, I became all that I was, all that I ever wished to be.

 

~ Happy Mother’s Day

Peg

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#sundaysnippet 5.10.2020


First of all, Happy Mother’s Day to all the wonderful moms, mothers, and mammas out there!

I would be remiss if I didn’t put up a little something about a mom, now, wouldn’t I?

Here’s a little interaction between Abby Laine and her mom Hannah from my first romantic suspense A PRIDE OF BROTHERS: RICK.

Enjoy.

“Rick’s going to drive you home,” Hannah told her as she helped her daughter into the T-shirt and sweat pants she’d brought from her apartment while Rick waited outside the room. “I’ll let you get all settled and rest a bit before I descend on you again to help out.”

“Mom, I’ll be fine,” Abby said. “You don’t need to hover.”

“I’m not hovering.” Hannah held Abby’s shoes as her daughter slipped into them. “I’m concerned about you.”

“You don’t need to be,” Abby replied instantly. “I’ll be fine on my own.”

Hannah stood upright, fisted her hands on her hips, and tossed Abby the same glare Grandma Sophie used to. “Of course you will,” she said with a shake of her head. “And even if you weren’t, you’d never tell me otherwise, but—” She raised a hand as Abby started to speak. “Pretend you need some looking after anyway, will you? If for no other reason than to make your old mother feel useful, okay?”

“Mom.” Overcome, Abby reached her arms out. Hannah moved into them and slipped her hands around her daughter’s waist. With her head on her mother’s shoulder, Abby said, “You’re not old, and you’re always useful. I’ll always need you.”

Hannah chuckled and sniffed. Pulling back, Abby was surprised at the tears swimming in her mother’s beautiful and expressive eyes.

“You know,” Hannah said, “that’s the first time since you were eleven years old you’ve told me you need me for something. I have to admit, I’ve missed hearing it all these years.”

Mom.” Abby swiped her hands down her mother’s arms and held her hands. “I haven’t been the best daughter.”

“Well…” Hannah grinned. “It certainly wouldn’t kill you to call more often, that’s the truth.”

Abby laughed, then winced. “Ow.” She braced a hand over the bandage under her sweats.

“Of all my girls, you’re the one with the tightest lips,” Hannah said, glancing down at her daughter’s hand, then back up to her face. “And the softest heart.”

Abby rolled her eyes. “Don’t let any of my colleagues hear you. I have a reputation as a hard-ass.”

“Abigail June.”

“Uh-oh. Now I know where Kandy gets that tone.”

“I know why you keep things so close,” Hannah said. “Why you’re so tightlipped and never want anyone to worry, but Abby, you’re my daughter. Whether you tell me to or not, I’ll always worry about you. I love you with all my heart.”

Her own eyes now filling, Abby nodded. “I love you, too. I know I don’t say it enough, and I’m sorry for that. I need to say it more. Show it more.”

“Actions are always better than words,” Hannah said with a grin, “so I’ll be expecting more phone calls in the future. And speaking of actions,” she added when Abby smiled at her, “Rick’s actions have been screaming.”

Abby went stone still. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Intrigued? Here’s where you can get a copy to read the entire encounter …and book!

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Until next time ~ Peg

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A busy week of #bookpromo … #ICYMI

I was all over the pace this week talking about my upcoming book VANILLA WITH A TWIST.

Just in case you missed any of the stops I made on my book tour, here’s a recap of all the places I cyber-traveled this week:

Monday, 5.4. I was over on Wild Rose Press sistah Sadira Stone‘s blog

Wednesday, 5.6 I visited author/friend Jennifer Wilck on her blog.

Friday, 5.8 I traveled to  visit with author Julie Howard.

In addition to all that book promo, I also helped ROMANCING THE GENRES celebrate their 10th anniversary on May 2 with a piece on the benefits of Independent bookstores.

It’s been a busy week and next week is even busier!

VANILLA WITH A TWIST is available for pre-order right now at the sale price of just #99cents. On 5.20.2020 when it releases, the price goes up so lock in this great price today, here: VWAT

Until next time ~ Peg

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#GoddessFishBookBlast for BIOLOGY OF THE BRAIN by Kent Macleod

Today is the Goddess Fish Book Blast fro Kent Macleod’s BIOLOGY OF THE BRAIN – How Your Gut Microbiome Affects your Brain. The author is awarding a $10 Amazon/BN gift card. Please see the rafflecopter below to enter for a chance to win.

 

(FOREWORD BY SUZANNE SOMERS)
Biology of the Brain
Are you sick?
Are you plagued by chronic health problems with no cure or remedy in sight?
Are you tired of spending thousands on medications that only seem to make you worse?
Think that your drugs are a sham that are just managing symptoms and never dealing with the root cause? You’re not alone!
Millions suffer from similar ailments and health struggles just like you, only to be prescribed more medications that can actually cause harm, and in some cases, even kill you. The medical industry has it all backward!
Chronic health conditions and mental health disorders are increasing at an alarming rate, and yet we are still trying to use the same old ineffective drugs that can have very serious side effects.
We’re the blind leading the blind in the hopes that the next great pill will solve all of our problems. Meanwhile, the health of the majority of Canadians and Americans is deteriorating—fast! But there is a growing understanding in the community that there’s a bigger beast at the heart of the health epidemic…
It’s called the microbiome. And it’s intimately connected to your brain.
Microbiome health is brain health.
In The Biology of the Brain, Kent MacLeod, pharmacist, founder and CEO of NutriChem Compounding Pharmacy and Clinic, breaks down why modern medicine is killing people instead of healing them. Instead of leaving the problem as it stands, he provides you with clear, actionable steps to not only heal your microbiome, but to restore your brain health and get your life back.

From the book….

Everyone has stomach issues. All I hear from my readers is “I’m bloated, I have stomach cramping, I’m constipated, I have terrible gas, I have unexplained weight gain”. It goes on and on.

As we age, we encounter so many health problems, from bacterial overgrowth to inflammation, SIBO, (small intestinal bacterial overgrowth), that’s your bloated intestines, to acid reflux with more and more people reporting esophageal cancer probably as a result of acid reflux. Acid reflux, otherwise known as GERD, (gastroesophageal reflux disease) is rampant. You see it in the swollen and irritated bellies of so many people causing terrible discomfort.

Personally, I too have been plagued by GI issues for the past several years. For me, it all started with a misdiagnosis, a nightmare so terrifying I have written about in two of my books. I was given 24-hour IV antibiotics for six days straight, night and day, medicine pouring into my veins for an infection I didn’t have.

Little did I know this antibiotic invasion of my body would upset the microbiome in my GI tract for years to come and it’s never been right since. In fact, at that time, I didn’t even know what a microbiome was let alone try to fix it. I had no idea of gut balance and that gut balance was the right ratio of good bacteria to bad bacteria, yet here I was taking IV antibiotics that were taking away all balance. How was that going to make me healthy? I had no idea that the gut and the brain were so intertwined, so interconnected.

About the Author:

Kent MacLeod is an international thought leader and award-winning pharmacist, with over 35 years of clinical experience delivering patient-centered health care. He’s globally recognized as a hormone health and nutrition expert, and he has lectured at health conferences, published research, and developed course material for many professional clinics based on NutriChem’s success.

He’s won numerous awards for his dedication to patient wellness, including the Canadian Compounding Pharmacist of the Year award, the Distinguished Pharmacy Practice Award, and the Outstanding Service Award for Innovation. He also wrote the book, Down Syndrome and Vitamin Therapy: Unlocking the Secrets of Health, Behavior, and Intelligence.

He lectures throughout North America and Europe on the gut microbiome, hormones, mental health, Down Syndrome, pediatrics, pain management, as well as pharmacology. His philosophy is to work with every patient—individually—to ensure they receive the best combination of conventional and natural therapies for health maintenance and disease management.

If you’re sick and tired of being sick and tired, it’s time you learn why your body is hurting and correct it the right way.

Connect with Kent here:

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Get your print copy here:  Biology of the Brain

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#LongandShortReviews Blogging Challenge 5.6.2020

Goodness! How is it Wednesday already??

Today’s topic is FAVORITE HOLIDAY OF THE YEAR AND WHY.

You’d think that was a no-brainer because I writer romance books and what’s the one day of the year devoted solely to romance, but Valentine’s Day?

You would be wrong.

Well, then you might think the happiest holiday of the year, Christmas, would be my favorite. All the presents, the joy, the family get togethers.

Wrong again.

Easter? GroundHog day? Thanksgiving?

Nope, nope and nope.

My favorite holiday of the year isn’t a publicly celebrated one, but believe it or not, it’s FLAG DAY.

I can see your mouths all drop open as you read that! hee hee.

Let me ‘esplain.

When I was a kid in grade school 175 years ago, we were taught about Flag Day and its significance for our country. Serendipity is a real thing, because the night after we studied Flag Day in school I happened to be watching the Red Skelton show on tv ( yes, I am that old!) and he did his famous rendition of what the Pledge of Allegiance really means. If you’ve never seen it, you can click on here and the marvels of You-Tube will play it for you.

From that day to this I never miss commemorating this wonderful day.

I’ve always known and believed America was a great county – I didn’t need anyone to tell me to make America great again because it always has been.

I am honored to live in a country that, even though it has many, many heart wrenching problems and issues like poverty, racism, and insane,  illegitimately elected political leaders, we were founded on the concept of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, which every human being should consider natural rights.

I can imagine some people will roll their eyes at this, or feel the need to write a scathing comment. Go ahead. You prove my point because you have the freedom to disagree with me and the right to say so publicly.

Now, let’s see what some of the other writers in the blog challenge consider their favorite holiday: L&SR

And I would be remiss if I didn’t remind you of my upcoming 5.20.2020 release and preorder sale: Hee hee

VANILLA WITH A TWIST releases this month ( the day after my birthday, in fact) and if you preorder it now thru Amazon, it’s just #99cents.

Tandy Blakemore spends her days running her New England ice cream parlor, single-parenting her teenage son, and trying to keep her head above financial water. No easy feat when the shop’s machinery is aging and her son is thinking about college. Tandy hasn’t had a day off in a decade and wonders if she’ll ever be able to live a worry-free life.

Engineer Deacon Withers is on an enforced vacation in the tiny seaside town of Beacher’s Cove. Overworked, stressed, and lonely, he walks into Tandy’s shop for a midday ice cream cone and gets embroiled in helping her fix a broken piece of equipment.

Can the budding friendship that follows lead to something everlasting?

Get your copy here:

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Until next week, kids ~ Peg

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A visit with #author Judith Hudson

 

Today is a treat for me – and you as well! I’ve got one of my Romance Gems sistahs, Judith Hudson visiting me. She’s got a new 3 book boxed set out and she’s here telling us all a little about it.

Take it away, Judith….

Looking for feel-good escapist reading? Friendship, family and happily-ever-after. That’s how I describe this small-town romance series set in the Pacific northwest in the town of Fortune Bay.

It all starts with a ramshackle cabin on the lake – complete with an interfering ghost, landlord’s Aunt Augusta. In each book, the cabin proves to be a haven for people at the crossroads of their lives.

The series has grown beyond these first three books, the intertwining stories of three friends, but in my mind they are the heart and soul of the Fortune Bay series and it just felt right to put them out together in this three-book boxed set – new this spring!

Book one is Summer of Fortune
Maddie wasn’t looking for romance when she moved to Fortune Bay for the summer. She was just glad to find a place to stay that she could afford, where she could set up her dark room and work on the photographs for her first solo show.
A troubled childhood had left her a loner. It was just easier that way. But now for the first time she was finding the loneliness hard, since her daughter had gone and live with her father for the summer.
Maddie wasn’t expecting to meet a group of people who would change her life – and definitely not her landlord Jake Murphy, a single father himself, who just might teach her that she could have it all, friendship, family and happily ever after.

Book two, The Good Neighbor, is Maddie’s neighbor Frankie’s story, and it’s Sean who moves into the cabin this time.
Frankie’s life is going just fine, thank you very much. She has a lovely house on Majestic lake and a good job teaching at the local high school. What she doesn’t need is Sean Murphy moving in next door and shaking things up. He seems like just the kind of charming young exec her father would approve of – a black mark against him in her eyes.
What she doesn’t see are the demons Sean is hiding, the daughter he gave up as a teen who he’d give anything to find today.

Book three, Home For Christmas, it’s Louise’s turn.
Louise is coming home for Christmas, but just for Christmas. She has finally gotten out of Fortune Bay and now that her pastry course is finished, her future awaits her in Seattle, a long way away from her old job at the Fortune Bay Cafe.
Her old friend Blue has moved on too – he can’t wait forever, hoping she’ll see how much he cares. Growing up, he was her shoulder to cry on, but he’s moved on too.
But, with Christmas festivities swirling around them, Louise’s live take a sharp turn. Can Blue really turn his back on her now, when her whole future is at stake?­

Get this three-books-in-one introduction to the series. You might end up feeling like the reader who said – “I want to live in Fortune Bay!”

Judy Hudson

A little about Judy….

Judy grew up in Toronto Canada and St. Louis MO, then moved to the Pacific Northwest where she now lives on beautiful Vancouver Island.

Her romantic women’s fiction series, Fortune Bay Books, is set in the Pacific Northwest. In each book, someone at a crossroads of their life moves into a ramshackle cabin on Majestic Lake where they work through their problems with the help of friends and family, and the occasional nudge from the friendly spirit of Aunt Augusta. If a romance grows in the process, and it always does, well, so much the better.

As an landscape artist and photographer, the setting of the story is very important to Judy. “I’ve painted in the area for many years and I think it helps me make the setting real for the reader, helps draw them into the story. My characters are often artists, like Maddie, the darkroom photographer in Summer of Fortune who is at Fortune Bay for the summer to work on her first professional show, and Stephanie, the widowed matriarch of the clan who is finding a new life as a painter.”

You can connect with Judith here:

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and of course on her one-a-month blog posts on the ROMANCE GEMS

 

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#SundaySnippet 5.3.2020

Today’s little gem comes from my Deerbourne Inn Novella HOPE’S DREAM which has just become available in PRINT form for the very first time. In this tiny snippet, Tyler Coleman realizes his plan to get Hope to sign a legal document is messing with the emotions he’s developing for her. 

As he started back toward the inn, his hands secured in his pockets against the night chill and his neck burrowed under his scarf, he realized he needed to tell her who he was before this went any further. He should have done it tonight, as he’d originally planned. Why he hadn’t was as clear to him as the night sky above: he was frightened once she knew the truth she’d want nothing to do with him.

Could he blame her? While he hadn’t outright lied, he hadn’t told her the truth, either.

Which was worse? An intentional fabrication or a lie of omission? Both felt equally wrong right now.

Disappointment had clouded her face when he’d broken their kiss. She felt something for him. That look proved it. He could only hope once she knew who he really was and why he was in her home town, she’d be able to forgive his subterfuge.

Available in print exclusively from The Wild Rose Press here: Hope’s Dream

Or, you can get your copy digitally, here: Amazon // Nook // itunes //

And, if you like to listen, Hope’s Dream is also available at Audible, here: Audible

Until next time ~Peg

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#HappyAnniversary to Romancing the Genres – 10 years strong!

 

It’s the 10th Anniversary month for Romancing the genres and the Genre-istas are having a full month party! Today it’s my turn and I’m talking about why we should be celebrating out Independent Bookstores.

It’s no secret that writers are readers first. I know I was – and still am.

As a child, before I had disposable income of my own,  I got all my books from the local library. It was wonderful to be able to stop by any day and take out a number of books to read. The one drawback? I  had to return them. I really wanted to keep them, too, but couldn’t.

Flash forward to the time when I began making my own money and could spend it on things I wanted. Did I purchase fabulous clothes? Travel to exotic locations? Drive a luxury car?

Nope. I bought books. Hardbacks, paperbacks, new and used. Books were my binge purchase, my addiction.

Still are.

Drop by and read the rest of the blog, here:
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Until next time ~ Peg

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A visit with #author Marie Tuhart and a wicked good new book series!

You all know I love when one of my Wild Rose Press sistahs comes to visit. Today I’ve got Rose MARIE TUHART with me and she’s got a brand new book – the first in a new series – available that she’s excited to talk about ( so am I!!)

The title is TEMPT and the cover is hot!

 

A Wicked Sanctuary Novel – Surrender your inhibitions…..

I’m super excited to have the first book in a new series available. The idea for this series had been wandering around in my head for a few years. I had a basic sketch for three books but that was it. Last year I was in-between book and sat down with the idea and began really looking at it.

While things changed, the series soon blossomed from three books to nine book, with the possibility of more. The characters have changed since I first sketched them out, and continue to as I write the books. It will be fun to see each character as I write the books.

Blurb:

Wicked Sanctuary: surrender your inhibitions

After escaping her ex-boyfriend’s horror-themed campout, Sierra Blake stumbles into the a world she didn’t know existed. Dominance and submission. Curious and spirited, but with a history of picking the wrong man, she learns to trust Max and her instincts. But old fears come back into focus, and Sierra will have to find the inner strength to take control of her own life and become the woman she wants to be for Max.

Max Preston has shut himself off from woman, until Sierra crashes into his life. Confronted by a uninvited guest, Max’s protective instincts go into high gear seeing a lone, rain soaked woman on his doorstep. He wants nothing more than to bring her into his world of dominance and submission. But when his ex shows up, life becomes more complicated. All Max wants is Sierra now he has to prove it to her.

Discovering a new confidence under Max’s protection, Sierra finds herself falling for him. But when Max’s too-prefect ex-wife triggers old insecurities, she run – smack into her past with her ex-boyfriend and abusive father. Sierra fights against old insecurities and fight for what she wants. Max.

Excerpt:

“What the…?”

Sierra fought the urge to take a step back at the rough male voice. Blinking the rain out of her eyes, she stared at the bare male chest. Her heart pounded as she allowed her gaze to travel up the sculpted pecs, to unsmiling lips, stormy hazel eyes, straight, medium length black hair and a pair of red devil horns on his head. The man was tall, over six feet.

She swallowed. “Sorry to bother you. If I could borrow your phone, I need to call someone to pick me up.”

The man made a noise in the back of his throat. “Ralph,” he said over his shoulder, “towels please, and lots of them.”

His husky voice sent a shiver down her spine. Must be the rain. He was staring down at her.

“Get in here before you catch a cold.”

“But the floors…” She was dripping water from everywhere.

He reached out and took her by the elbow before pulling her into the foyer and slamming the door shut behind them. “Floors can be cleaned. You’re shivering.” He glanced down at her. “May I?” He gestured to her feet.

She nodded without thinking. He was right; she was soaked and cold. Her gaze shifted as he knelt down and unlaced her boots.

He was wearing dark, well-worn, loose pants and a pair of soft black shoes. Okay, maybe he was afraid she’d stomp on his toes.

“I’m sorry to disturb your party.” She ignored the zing of arousal shooting down her spine as his fingers curved around her ankle after removing her boots.

“Party?”

“The horns.” She waved toward his head.

He grinned, and her breath caught in her throat.

“Ah, yes. Saints and Sinners party.”

Halloween party. She’d totally forgotten Halloween was next week.

Another man, carrying towels, came rushing out of the doorway down the hall. The man in front of her grabbed the top one, shook it out, and offered it to her.

“Thank you.” She took the towel and rubbed her face. Warmth enveloped her skin. She bit back a delightful moan. The towels had been heated.

“Take the backpack off.” She obeyed without thinking.

Sierra shrugged the pack off and dropped it to the floor, then rolled her shoulders. When did her pack grow so heavy? She didn’t have that much in it.

The man shook out another towel and draped it over her shoulders before taking the one in her hands and replacing it with another one. “Ralph, grab one of the robes, please.”

“Sure, boss.” The man lumbered off.

“That’s not necessary. If I could just use your phone.”

He stared at her. She drowned in those hazel eyes. This was a man used to being obeyed, and she could play the game, at least for now. “Thank you, Mister… I don’t even know your name.”

“Max.” His gaze traveled from the top of her head to her toes and back again. Sierra’s spine stiffened and her chin rose.

“Max…” She used the stern voice she used with some of her co-workers. “I do apologize for pulling you from your party. All I need is a phone to call a friend to come pick me up.”

The gleam of respect that flashed in his eyes boosted her ego. After the last twenty-four hours, she needed to be reminded she still had a backbone. “Did your car break down?”

“No.” She wasn’t going to lie.

“How did you get here?”

“Walked.” Now wasn’t the time to get into the whole story.

His eyes narrowed. “Where did you walk from?” There was that note of steel in his voice once again.

Sierra let out a sigh. “The campground.”

Ralph appeared holding out a white robe. Max took it and held it out to her. By the weight of his stare, she had a feeling if she didn’t put it on, there would be an argument, one that had her losing.

With a sigh, she slipped her arms into the robe. She wobbled on her feet as Max pulled the fabric over her front, then before she could say anything, he lifted her into his arms.

“What are you doing?” Her voice was high as she instinctively put her arms around his neck.

“Carrying you. You’re swaying on your feet. I don’t want you to faint.”

“I never faint.” But after today who knows.

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A little about Marie…

Marie Tuhart lives in the beautiful Pacific Northwest. Marie loves to read and write, when she’s not writing, she spends time with family, traveling and enjoying life.

Marie is a multi-published author with The Wild Rose Press, Trifecta Publishing and does some self-publishing. To be alerted on new releases on Amazon or  Book Bub. Also you can join Marie’s newsletter where she gives her group advance information on her books, runs contests and does giveaways just for newsletter readers. Marie can also be found on GoodreadsPinterestTwitter, and Facebook.

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