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#TheGreatAmericanRead: Other Worlds


 

Welcome back to the final week of The Great American Read. In just one more week, PBS will announce the book voted upon by the pubic as the #1 American Read. I can’t wait, and I have my own suspicion of the winner. More about that later.

This week’s episode was titled Other Worlds . All the books in this category fell into the Fantasy, Science Fiction ( or speculative Fiction), Historical Fiction and magical realism realm.

I’m going to be honest and tell you I’ve read exactly 1 book on this list and I didn’t exactly like it. Okay, like isn’t the right word. I didn’t understand it would be better. That book was 100 Years of Solitude, by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. It’s listed as a Worlds Beyond or Magical realism story. I think the reason I didn’t get it is because I have enough trouble with real realism, never mind magical realism, but that’s just me. I struggled – struggled – with this book several years ago when it was an Oprah Book Club selection. I didn’t get it then but now that I’m older ( waaaay older) maybe I’ll tackle it again. (Maybe not!)

The other book listed in this category was THE SHACK, a mega-hit a few years ago when it was released as an indy pubbed book. Both of these books deal with family, death, dying, what comes after death and questions do we ever truly die?  The major themes in the Shack are forgiveness, redemption, and hope. 

So, I’ve already established that I’m not a sci-fi fan. I never knew it was also called Speculative fiction, but that moniker makes sense, since stories in this category propel us into the future in order to explain the present – and help us make wise choices in the here and now. Books in this category included: Ready Player One, The Martian, Atlas Shrugged, The Foundation Novels, and Dune.

  

 

 

Each of these books tries to explain how society has come to be what it is in the future and each book paints a terrible picture of where the human race is heading. Impressive in this theme is the fact that 2 of the books, Atlas Shrugged and the Foundation Novels, were written decades ago but were able to pinpoint the exact issues we are dealing with today as a society. If I ever get a month free from my life I just might read these two tomes.

Fantastical worlds and Magical places have a few entries in this episode as well. Every teenage boy’s favorite book, The Lord of The Rings falls in this category. As do the Chronicles of Narnia, Gulliver’s travels, and The HitchHiker’s guide to the Universe. Total honesty here again, peeps. I tried to read The Lord of the Rings once. Couldn’t get past the second page. Seeing the movie didn’t help. I just didn’t understand it. Hubby, and daughter, though? Loved the book and the movies!

 

 

 

The last category explored in Other Worlds was HISTORICAL FICTION. I have to admit, I’m not sure why this category was included with the others, but I will tell you the books listed in this category are favorites of many people I personally know – including one entire Romance Writing group. LONESOME DOVE and OUTLANDER are the books mentioned here. Both deal with the past ( although  I really think Outlander could be considered Time Travel more than anything else, but again, that’s just me) and explore history and historical events through the eyes of fictional characters.

Get any two historical romance readers or writers together and one – if not both- have much to say about Diana Gabaldon’s epic tale of Claire and Jamie. Put any number of modern day cowboys together and you might just get a tale similar to Lonesome’s Dove depiction of a great cattle drive and the men who attempted it. Both of these books are on my #TBR list for 2019. And you will notice they are the only ones that are from this category!

SO, that concludes last night’s selections. Now, I mentioned in the beginning of this post that I had a sneaking suspicion which novel was going to be voted number one. My prediction? TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD. Tune in next week to see if I’m correct!!!

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#TheGreatAmericanRead, Villains and Monsters, #PBS

This week’s edition of The Great American Read   ( my current TV watching obsession!) was all about VILLAINS AND MONSTERS in books. And the monsters aren’t exactly the kind that appear from under your bed!

This episode was fascinating for me because it made me take a second look at books I typically would never read: dark, tortuous anti-heroes, creepy villains, and tales of obsession. I like to stick to happy, peppy, HEA stories usually. Hee hee

So, the breakdown for the Villains, Monsters, and Evil Forces books on the 100 list are as follows.

OBSESSION. My dictionary defines it thus:an idea or thought that continually preoccupies or intrudes on a person’s mind. The books in this category are pretty recognizable. The Picture of Dorian Gray and Moby Dick.

  

Dorian is obsessed with growing old and Ahab is obsessed with the great white whale who bit off his leg.

 Thrillers. As a society we love to be scared. Truly. There’s nothing like being placed in a situation – like a movie theater -where you scream with fright at what’s on the screen, and then take a breath because you know it’s not real. The favorite books in this category are Gone Girl and then classic And Then there were none

 Written decades ago, this book started the genre of crime thriller. 10 people are invited to a secluded island under a false pretense and then systematically, to the words of an old children’s poem, are killed to serve some skewered sense of justice. Brilliant writing. Brilliant ending. No one did it better than Dame Agatha

Our next category is the dark side of human nature. George R.R. Martin has a great quote in this segment. He says, “the villain is just the hero who’s on the other side. ” Love that. Here, we have the classic DuMaurier Rebecca and Game of Thrones.  Has there ever been a creepier housekeeper than Mrs Danvers?

   

Institutional Evil is next on the list. These are the books that turn their attention to societal evil. Books such as The Handmaids Tale and Beloved fall into this category.

We see the United States during two courses of its history real and imagined. First, it’s slavery past in Morrison’s book, and then an imagined future where America is now called Galead and run by a group of men who rule over women. Even though this is a work of fiction, the parallels to what is going on in our society today is pretty terrifying.

The corrupt and all powerful Villain is next. This is where the phrase absolute power corrupts absolutely is a perfect description. The Harry Potter books, The Stand, and Alice in Wonderland fall into this category.

  

Voldemort covets all the power in the universe as his own. Randall Flagg can read people’s minds and souls to get them to believe in him and him alone, and who can ever read about the Queen of Hearts and not see her as a totalitarian nincompoop?

The last category of Evil concerns those characters who choose ambition over ethics. The Watchers and Frankenstein explore this topic in full detail. Everyone always forgets that Frankenstein is not the monster’s name. Victor Frankenstein is the doctor who wants to reanimate a man and create life. He sees himself as a human God above the spiritual one and he, it turns out, is the true monster in this tale.

 

My takeaway from this episode is that evil, monsters – real and imagined, and villains who live on the dark side of society are just as readable and fascinating as the good guys in white hats who combat them.

Watch the Great American Read every Tuesday at 8 pm on PBS and vote for your favorites anytime here.

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Author interview with #author ABIGAIL OWEN

Today I’m so pleased to have author ABIGAIL OWEN with me. She recently sat down for an indepth interview into her writing and personal life and I’m so glad she did. Abigail has a brand new book out that’s topping the charts, titled THE BOSS.

A dark paranormal about hunky dragon shifters, this book looks smokin’!


SO sit back and find out a little about this prolific author.

Abigail,  The Writer 

What drives you to write? Like many authors probably tell you, I have characters in my head who talk to me. I just have to get their stories on paper to shut them up. Lol.

What genre(s) of Romance do your write, and why? I write paranormal romance as Abigail Owen—because it’s pure escapism and I love coming up with all sorts of ways for things to happen. I also write contemporary romance as Kadie Scott—because I love a good love story.

What genre(s) of Romance do you read, and why?I read every genre of romance—paranormal, contemporary, historical, erotic, science fiction, sweet, inspirational. You name it. I find love is a form of hope. What better way to spend my free time than escaping into worlds where things really do end happily?

What’s your writing schedule? Do you write everyday?I write every day. I do attempt to take weekends off, but it’s rare that I get to (usually because I’m behind on my word count for the week).

Give us a glimpse of the surroundings where you write. Separate room? In the kitchen? At the dining room table?I tend to move all over the house, but my main writing spot is my treadmill desk. I’m able to knock out 1000-1500 words in 1 hour of walking. Double the impact!

Are you the kind of writer who needs total quiet to compose, or are you able to filter out the typical sounds of the day and use your tunnel-vision? I’m able to filter a little. I do write to music. But I can’t write with the TV on any more. I find I get fewer words down in an hour that way. I do turn on the TV when I’m doing anything else—book cover design, graphics, social media, etc.

Do you listen to music while you write, and if so, what kind? If not, why not? All kinds of music for me. Everything from pop, to hip hop, to country, to musicals, to 40s swing, to 50s/60s oldies. I love all kinds of music and tend to mix it up. 

How did you come up with the plotline/idea for your current WIP? Believe it or not, this book is a spin off from another idea that will be published in 2019. That one is also dragon shifters but more into the kings ruling side of things. While discussing that series, I talked about how the kings also rule over colonies of dragons and use “enforcers” to keep their laws. From that was born the Fire’s Edge series. We decided to start with Fire’s Edge and then move over to Inferno Rising and alternate. Two series—same world!

Which comes first for you – character or plot? And why? Characters almost always. Like I said, the characters talk to me. I see the way the meet or a certain situation they are in. The rest builds around that.

What 3 words describe you, the writer? Creative, hot, and sassy. (Peggy here: Lovelovelove that description!!!)

Abigail, The Person 

Tell us one unusual thing about yourself – not related to writing! I was a competitive skydiver once upon a time. Still miss it.

Who was your first love and what age were you? Ahaha. Probably a boy named Austin. I had a huge crush on him in 5th and 6th grade. I eventually dated him in high school and still think of him as a friend.

If you could relive one day, which one would it be? Think GROUNDHOG DAY, the movie for this one – you’ll have to live it over and over and…. I love all my days. Even the bad ones. (Well, most of them. There’s a few I could skip.) If I had to pick just one, I think a day doing something fun with my husband and kids.

Do you like a guy in boxers, briefs, or commando? Boxers. Yum.

If you had to give up one necessary-can’t-live-without-it beauty item, what would it be? I love my Meaningful Beauty skin serum. That stuff is seriously fantastic.

What three words describe you, the person? Introvert, sarcastic, easy-going.

If you could sing a song with Jimmy Fallon, what would it be? We talking lip-sync battle here? I’d have to do “Lose Yourself” by Eminem. Lol.

If you could hang out with any literary character from any book penned at any time line, who would it by, why, and what would you do together? Oh gosh. Hard question. Probably Lizzie Bennet from Pride & Prejudice. She just seems like she’d be fun to hang out with.

I love the Actor’s Studio show on Bravo, so this is my version of it:

  1. Favorite sound – my kids laughing
  2. Least favorite sound – whining
  3. Best song every written – In the Mood by Glenn Miller
  4. Worst song ever written – I never could get into Salt N’ Peppa’s Pump Up the Volume, even though I loved other stuff from them.
  5. Favorite actor and actress – Actor…Gary Oldman. Actress…Kate Winslett.
  6. Who would you want to be for 1 day and why? ( It can be anyone living or dead) No one specific. I’d love to be someone from a completely different culture/background/life than mine, just to be able to walk around in their shoes and see things from their lens.
  7. What turns you on? A good sense of humor.
  8. What turns you off? An overinflated ego.
  9. Give me the worst 5 words ever heard on a first date ( here’s mine: “Is that your real hair?”) “You’re not what I thought.” – ouch!
  10. What’s your version of a perfect day? Anything in Estes Park, Co with my family.
The Boss (Fire’s Edge #1)
FINN CONLETH leads his team of enforcer dragon shifters with an iron fist and a cold heart. Every dragon seeks his destined mate, and he thought he’d found his, but the process to turn her killed her and devastated him. After that he vowed he’d never risk his heart again. His team is his family now. When his body eventually gives out, he’ll leave, living his last days alone.
DELANEY HAMILTON moved across the country to start a new life, escaping the specter of freak fires that plagued her. But when another mysterious fire erupts near her and rapidly escalates, she sees her new life going up in smoke. She has no other choice than to turn herself into the men who come to her aid.
Finn knows the fire is dragon-caused, which puts Delaney’s problems directly in his jurisdiction to solve. But no matter how her wounded grey eyes appeal to every part of him, he has a vow to keep.
He barely survived losing his false mate. Losing Delaney would destroy him.

Excerpt 

No way was she misinterpreting the need reflecting back at her.

Say it, she silently urged. Too proud to beg out loud. Do something.

“What do you want, Finn?” she repeated.

Please.

He tipped his head down, though his gaze remained on her, but the light in those blue depths shifted, turning from banked need, held ruthlessly in check, to a possessiveness that drew her body into aching awareness.

He pulled lightly on her wrist, drawing her across what had been an impassable chasm of space, until she was flush against his hard body. His other hand came under the fall of her hair to rest against her neck.

She didn’t look away, not even as he lowered his head, his movement agonizingly slow. His mouth only a whisper from hers, he stopped.

“You,” he said. “I want you.”

Finally. She had no idea if she closed the distanced between their lips or if he did. She only knew that she was getting exactly what she wanted.

Sensation forced her eyes closed as the heat of him seeped into her skin, her body flushing with it, swamping her senses. Their tongues tangled, his mouth hard and urgent against hers, like he couldn’t get enough, like he needed to possess her. The speed of her body’s reaction was so fast, so immediate, that she went dizzy with the need, like looking over the edge of a terrifying drop.

She was too out of her element, too out of control, but she didn’t want to stop. She wanted more.

He released her wrist, wrapping his arm around her waist, her softness yielding to his hard body as he held her closer. At the same time, he loosened his grip on her neck, brushing over the sensitive skin at her nape with his fingers.

Shards of electricity zapped from that simple touch directly to her core, which throbbed in response. At the same time, warmth from that touch spread through her on a wave of a feeling akin to total acceptance. Like this was where she was supposed to be. A low moan dragged from her mouth as he lifted her, just enough that it put him in complete control. He slipped a thigh between her legs, then pressed her down.

Holy hell.

 

Delaney leaned into him, her body softening into his, attuned to what his wicked hands and lips were doing to her even as her heart beat fast has hummingbird’s wings just to be in his arms. She arched into him, moving against him with a moan.

His hand slid under her shirt and he brushed against the sensitive flesh at her waist, his skin warm against hers. Which only made her want more skin.

With eager hands, she tugged at his black t-shirt, breaking their kisses only long enough to pull it over his head. Then she allowed her hands to roam, to feel the rigid strength in his body, loving the heat of him, the bourbon and Coke smell of him.

A shudder shook his body. “I want you.” He paused, then said something else under his breath. Something like, “More than I should let myself.” But then his lips were back on hers, addling her senses and taking over her mind.

A bellow rent the air and jerked Delaney out of the oblivion of pleasure where she floated. She snapped her head up, breaking the kiss to listen. Another sound that she could only classify as a roar broke the stillness.

“What was that?” she asked. Fear, rather than need, had her heart tripping over itself inside her chest. “It sounds like a…wounded animal.”

Finn gave a low rumble that sounded more like a warning growl than anything a human would make, and her heart slammed into high gear. Slowly, dread pulling at her, she turned her head to look directly at him.

To encounter eyes ablaze. Not figuratively. Literally ablaze. Blue flames consumed his irises.

What the hell? Panic spiked inside her, and her breath came out in short, sharp bursts, speeding up as she absorbed what she was seeing.

Adrenaline joined the fear and she shoved his chest. Hard.

She must’ve surprised him, because Finn released her, stumbling back a few paces. She managed to keep her feet under her, then scrambled back, trying not to trip over any rocks in her path.

He held up his hands. “Delaney, don’t—”

She did the only thing she could. She ran.

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A little more about Abigail Owen

Award-winning contemporary romance author, Kadie Scott, grew up consuming books and exploring the world through her writing. She attempted to find a practical career related to her favorite pastime by earning a degree in English Rhetoric (Technical Writing). However, she swiftly discovered that writing without imagination is not nearly as fun as writing with it.

No matter the genre, she loves to write witty, feisty heroines, sexy heroes who deserve them, and a cast of lovable characters to surround them (and maybe get their own stories). She currently resides in Austin, Texas, with her own personal hero, her husband, and their two children, who are growing up way too fast.

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7 books challenge….

I’ve been doing one of those Facebook challenges this week where every day you post a book cover of one of your favorite all time books and no explanation of why it’s a fav.

So, these are the ones I’ve put up:

 

This is a pretty eclectic bunch of reads, no? All of these books MEANT something to me and changed me in some way.

Books: they’re a good thing!

Upload covers, or tell me, some of the books that have influenced you the most over your life. I love to hear how books have challenged people and changed them.

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Did you know I can juggle?

I’d better clarify that title in case people think I’ve gone circus-mad!
No, I can’t toss things in the air with the greatest of ease and catch them in a synchronized pattern of flawlessly timed manual dexterity. ( how’s that for a sentence? Hee hee) But I can — and do — juggle things in life every single day. Of course I do, because I’m a woman in the 21st century with a career, family, personal life, dreams, and desires.

Let me ‘esplain it, Lucy.

Like so many woman nowadays, I not only have a family I care for – which includes my husband and daughter but also now my rapidly aging and health diminishing parents – I have a career that depends on me and me alone to -literally – get the job done because I’m a solo writer. If I don’t put the words on the page, no one else will. I have a personal life and circle which includes people outside my family whom I love getting together  and socializing with. I also have hobbies, those things I do for my self, my sanity, my creativity, in the privacy of my own home during any free time I can spare.

When my daughter was a wee bit younger and still living at home, I was her chauffeur to school, after school activities and everywhere else she needed to be or wanted to go. Even when she started to drive, I was still the one who did her laundry, cooked for her and made sure she was healthy, balanced, and happy.

My husband has a demanding career and is often gone up to fourteen hours a day. Even when he is home he still has to take phone calls and manage problems, so that leaves little time for him to do the things that he’d have to do to run his life if he were single. That means I am tasked with cooking, cleaning, shopping, paying bills, and doing all these sundry other tasks that require our home to  run. I draw the line at mowing grass and taking out the garbage though. Those things – my little feminist heart aside – I classify as man tasks. Don’t judge me!

My writing career depends on my getting my stories on the page in a coherent, concise, and quick manner. At this point in my career when I am still an unknown in the publishing world I can’t take up to a year to write one book. Luckily, I write fast, so I’ve been able to average 3 books in print a year since I began my journey in 2015. In order to do this effectively and in a timely manner, I need to juggle the time I spend on everything else so that I have enough time to write.

In the purest sense of the word, my life is a juggling act.

Those of you who know me know I don’t sleep much. Chronic insomnia rules my life. I utilize this sleepless state to write, put together book promo marketing, and do other sundry writing things ( like this blog, for instance. – it’s 2 am EST right now as I type away.) Most days I write between the life stuff. I’ll go to the gym ( because my a** has gotten larger since I sit most of the day) then write for an hour. Grocery shop, then edit. Visit my parents to give my mother a shower, then bang out a blog post. Once I actually finished a scene while I was at the dentist office waiting for a cleaning.

I’m not alone in doing this. Every female writer I know juggles every single day just to carve out time to write, exist, and keep the family happy, fed, and healthy. The key is to find that elusive balance needed so that no one – especially the juggler ( Moi!) feels like they’re missing out on something.

They kinda go hand in hand, don’t they? Juggling and Balance.

Think about it.

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Never forget….

No other words are necessary……

 

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Fall Into these Great reads BOOKATHON from N.N. Light’s Book Heaven #giveaway

Isn’t it funny how when we think of back to school stuff we think of all sorts of things, including getting new books? Well, I haven’t been in school in- ahem- decades, but I still like a good book, and Fall is the perfect time to start finding new authors, stacking up on soon to be released reads, and getting reacquainted with all your favs.

N.N. Light’s Book Heaven is having a month-long binge readathon, chock full of amazing authors ( myself included! Heehee) and new books. Plus, there’s a chance for a $150.oo Amazon Gift card!!! I love me a good rafflecopter, don’t you?!

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Runs September 1 – 30
Drawing will be held on October 1.

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Saying goodbye…

So.

I’m not going to go into too many specifics here because I want to protect someone’s privacy as much as I can.

But…

My husband and I had a conversation the other night at the dinner table – where all the great conversations in the world should occur, I believe – about dying. Specifically, the things that get said to the person dying and the things the dying person needs to say to the survivors.

My husband is the smartest person I have ever had the privilege to meet and know. Truly. He is bat-shit brilliant when it comes to most things. If I didn’t love him to the moon and back I’d be wicked jealous of all those brains.

Any hoo.

He told me that he was at a lecture once on death and dying ( for those of you not in the know – hubman is a physician//surgeon) and something the lecturer said has stuck with him since then. It was about what a dying person needs and wants to say to the people he/she is leaving behind but doesn’t know how to articulate exactly what needs to be said.

The lecturer said there are only 11 words that need to be said  – by either party – before someone’s death. These are:

I am sorry; You are forgiven; Thank you, and I love you.

That’s all.

Those 11 words cover everything – every single thing – that ever occurred in a life or during a relationship. Think about it. Think about someone you love who is dying. Wouldn’t saying those words do justice to every thing that has ever happened in your relationship?

You don’t need to state what you are sorry for – the person already knows. Saying you are sorry  is enough.

You do need to tell them they are forgiven because they need to hear it, but they already know why you’re forgiving them without stating the reason you are.

You thank the person for being in your life, for being there during the good and bad times and everything in between, and again – you don’t need to state specifics about why you are thanking them.

Saying I love you is the most important thing you can ever say to another human being. 3 simple words, without any further exposition, is enough.

I love you.

‘Nuff said, no?

So. From me:  “I am sorry. You are forgiven. Thank you. I love you.”

 

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So, I took a little break….

I’m back.

Did you hear Arnold’s voice when you read that last line? Hee hee

My self imposed break from all social media that I told you about a bit ago (A different track) has officially ended. I was so stressed with everything that had been going on in my life of late – personally, professionally, medically, and spiritually – that I needed a little time to decompress and re-evaluate. Some sleep wouldn’t have hurt, either, but alas, I never sleep.

So. How did my little social media exile go?
Well, the first few days were hard. And by hard, I mean EXCRUCIATING! I had a real issue with FOMO ( Fear of Missing out!)


I seriously was concerned I was missing out on EVERYTHING and that I’d miss something crucial to my career or LIFE that I’d need to know. That lasted about four days. Seriously. I had hives.

Day five something happened. I woke up and the first thing I did wasn’t reach for my phone like I typically do. The first thing I did was kiss my husband good morning. The fact that it was three o’clock in the morning didn’t faze him a whit. He’s used to my insomnia.

And, no. My hubby isn’t Ryan Gossling. Just clarifyin’

Any hoo.

Days 6-10, no social media checks at all. Nada. In fact, I was cut off completely from news of the world on all counts: cyberspace, social media, and world, because I was in  the middle of the Atlantic Ocean on a cruise and no wifi. Oh, I could have had it if I wanted to pay $20.00 a day to hook it up, but seriously! Have you met me? Calling me cheap is the best compliment you can give me!

Day 11 was a travel home day. When we pulled in NYC port, I turned my phone on for the first time in 5 days. It didn’t stop pinging for almost an hour. When all was quiet again I had 1596 emails, 620 spam mails, 42 texts, 122 facebook updates, 501 twitter notifications, over 200 updates on Instagram and those were just the ones I checked. The good Lord above knows how many Pinterest, Book Bub, Goodreads and TRiberr notifications I had!

It took me almost 2 entire days to go through all the emails because a great deal of them required responses.  I found out – via FB and Twitter that  two people I knew had babies, one was admitted to the hospital, had emergency surgery and was now, once again,  home.  The world was still spinning, the day was still breaking every 24 hours, and my life as I’d known it before my imposed exile was still the same.

Was I, though?
Was I any less stressed after unplugging for 14 days?

It’s a conundrum. I was happy while I wasn’t checking my phone every two minutes and living in the moment of the exile, but all the work I had to catch up on when I got back home was a little overwhelming. But, I’ll admit, since I was so relaxed, it didn’t feel insurmountable like it had before I decided to go social media-less.

So. What’s the takeaway with all this? What did I learn about myself from unplugging and stepping away from all my technology and social media platforms?

First, that’s it’s possible and I can do it again if I need to.

Second, the world still spins without you knowing what’s going on 24/7.

Third, immediate knowledge and hearing about realtime events, while a good thing, can make you blind, deaf and dumb to your own life and the events and people surrounding you.

Fourth, while unplugging totally can be a good thing, you still need to be locked in to certain things – like emails from editors who request FULL MANUSCRIPTS of your latest work! Yeah. Happened to me while I was unplugged. Le sigh. That was the first email I answered when I was on-line again, with an apology for the time delay in responding because I was out at sea.

Fingers crossed, peeps!
And last, while social media may rule the world, you can rule your own little part of it by limiting what you allow into you life everyday. I don’t need to check on all my SM accounts daily ( or even hourly, like I was doing!). I don’t need to respond to every single tweet or FB comment I receive. And I don’t need to check my phone the moment I wake up and the last thing I do before going to bed.

So, overall, I have to say, unplugging and going in a different track for a few weeks proved to be a good thing. For me, anyway.

These are the places you can find me if you’re looking. I may or may not be checking them hourly anymore, though! hee hee

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So, an Angel walks into a room and…..

So let me tell you something funny – any by funny , I mean unusual – that happened to me yesterday….

 I breezed out of my office door into the reception area. Whoa… I rubbed my eyes. Was I seeing what I think I was? Wings? I ventured farther in and…sure enough. Tall, dark and WOW.

“Hello, I’m Caden Silverwind from An Angel’s Unintentional Entanglement. I’m filling in for Tena. She’ll be a long later.”

Shuffling my papers, really buying time, I snatched up a pen. “Uh…okay. Let me gather my thoughts and make a couple of revisions to the questions. You probably don’t know what inspired your story.”

(Caden) “I wouldn’t be so sure.” A devastating grin spread across his chiseled features. His green eyes sparkled with mischief. “Shoot.”

Hot damn. I said to myself fanning the air with my interview papers. That deep voice, smooth as honey warmed my… “Let’s start with where did the idea come from for An Angel’s Unintentional Entanglement.”

(Caden) “Tena claims she rounded the corner of one of the abandoned cabins (dating back to 1880-1890) that dot the landscape near the top of Independence Pass. It’s over 12,000 feet in elevation, you know. The first scene apparently played out right there. Or possibly lack of oxygen.” He snickered.

“Okay. So tell me a little about you.”

(Caden) “I’m a warrior angel… You do know the difference between angels? Right?”

“Not exactly. Why don’t you enlighten me.”

(Caden) A white angel is just what you would expect of an angel. They help people in need, and other divine duties as called upon to perform. The warrior angels are beings who are good souls but extenuating circumstances made them unable to fit that mold. Most were soldiers, warriors, or misfits with a good heart and soul in their human life. Warrior angels are the renegade angels up above. They take on the dark demons or dark ones that rise from the bowels of Hell, or are caught in between, and leave death and destruction in their wake. Mortals have no idea such creatures walk among them or even exist. That’s the way the big guy likes it.” Clearing his throat, he glanced at the heavens and grinned wide. “Warriors are considered outcasts by the white angels, but let one of those dark demons break through the perimeter and listen to the white one’s squeal.” He roared with laughter.

“Wow, didn’t have any idea… So are you going to be in trouble for telling me?”

“Nope, Tena spilled the beans in the book. She’ll have some explaining to do one day at those pearly gates.

“Uh oh. What’s your story?”

“I’d battled dark demons for a very long time. The last confrontation with them nearly destroyed my body and shattered my soul. I’d known it was coming for nearly a year. The darkness seeped into my consciousness a little more with each battle. I talked with my legion commander who ultimately decided the feeling would pass. It didn’t. At least I hadn’t endangered the mission when I failed to act. Against the advice of my superiors, I choose an indefinite sabbatical in the Colorado Rockies. The rugged strength and majestic beauty allowed me the serenity to pick up the pieces, face my fears, and contemplate the future. That’s when I found Mystic. She lay naked, battered, and beaten several yards off the trail. Her long, straight black hair fanned around her head, tangled with twigs, bits of grass and dried blood. That vision still haunts me today.

What did you do?

“Ah…well… you’ll have to read the book to find out. Don’t want to give anything away.” Leaning back in his chair he tented his fingers. “Don’t want her to kill me off in another book. You know how authors are.”

“Tease.”  The door to the outer office banged opened. Tena knocked and rushed in.

“I’m so sorry I’m late, Peggy. It’s been one of those days. Characters running amuck all over the place. I trust Caden kept you entertained.”

“Why yes, yes he did. I shuffled my papers and relaxed back in my chair. “Tell us a little about An Angel’s Unintentional Entanglement.”

Warrior angels are forbidden to fall in love…sometimes fate has other ideas.

Fallen warrior angel, Caden Silverwind, lives alone in Colorado’s rugged Rockies, healing from physical wounds as well as the mental anguish suffered during battles with dark demons. Then he finds a woman barely clinging to life after a horrendous beating. He is not prepared for the entanglement she brings to his life, nor the feelings she awakens in him.

Bureau of Indian Affairs Agent, Mystic Rayne’s personal dilemma and assignment nearly gets her killed. Divine intervention is a complication she never expected and her growing attraction to Caden is undeniable. Can she trust him with her secret?

Their quest to uncover her attacker takes them from the pristine mountains in Colorado to the wilds of Wyoming. Along the way, they find answers which may place them in more danger. Determined to solve the mystery, they must also navigate their feelings and fears to find love and unite heaven and earth.

How about an exclusive peek between the pages of An Angel’s Unintentional Entanglement?

Of course.”

She threw up her hands. “Where does that leave us? If there even is an us. What are we doing? Friends? More than friends? Protector and protected? What?” Oh geez, what am I doing. I learned to quit babbling on and on when I felt uncomfortable or not in control in law school. Clear, concise, and to the point. Did all my education fly right out the window, when an angel flew in? The corner of her mouth twitched, and she blew out a breath. She had to get a grip. Thinking with him so close was impossible.

“Not sure where our relationship is going, but I damn sure intend to find out,” he said.

“But if you are forbidden to associate with me…” She looked up at him, wriggled out of his hold and put some space between them on the couch. There, that’s better.

“Nope. I’m no longer a warrior, nor do I intend to return. I can’t be sure that I won’t succumb to the dark demon influence again. Physically I’m not one hundred percent either. That makes me a liability in battle, and I’m not sure when or if that will ever change.”

“I’ve fallen for a defective angel. Wouldn’t you know it.” She threw her hands up in the air then tried to stifle a giggle.

His heart took a leap, and his pulse quickened. “Did you?”

Available at Amazon, Amazon UK, Amazon AU, itunes, The Wild Rose Press and Barnes and Noble

Thank you for sharing. What are you working on now? Peggy, I’m excited. A Magic Redemption, fifth book in A Demon’s Witch Series is in edits as we speak. Hopefully it will release by the end of 2018. This one is Synn’s story. She has been a reoccurring character in the series. I wanted people to understand who she really was and how she transformed.

Also I am working on a new series my publisher, The Wild Rose Press, put together about a small town in Willow Springs, Vermont. Where anything can happen. My book is a paranormal romance entitled Mystic Maples.

About the author:

Tena Stetler is a best-selling author of award winning paranormal romance novels. An over-active imagination, led to writing her first vampire romance as a tween to the chagrin of her mother and delight of her friends. After many years as a paralegal, then an IT Manager, she decided to live out her dream of pursuing a publishing career.

With the Rocky Mountains outside her window, she sits at her computer surrounded by a wide array of witches, shapeshifters, demons, faeries, and gryphons, with a Navy SEAL or two mixed in telling their tales. Her books tell stories of magical kick-ass women and mystical alpha males that dare to love them. Well, okay there are a few companion animals to round out the tales.

Tena’s social media links:

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Thanks so much for stopping by Tena and Caden. It’s been an honor.

“The pleasure was all mine.” Caden stood, towering over me by at least a foot. Leaned over took my hand kissed it.

My cheeks heated. But WOW…An angel.

“Thanks Peggy. Come on Caden, Mystic is waiting for you… something about ice cream in a waffle cone?”

He winked at me as he left. Whew what a day! My daughter and husband are never going to believe this.

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