A visit with #author Colleen L. Donnelly and LETTERS AND LIES

Another one of my fabulous and talented Wild Rose Press sistahs is visiting today. Give a big hand to Colleen L. Donnelly.

Colleen’s got a new book out titled LETTERS AND LIES and she graciously agreed to tell us a little about it today.

Take it away, Colleen…

Sometimes we just need candy, and in this case, candy with a heart. “Letters and Lies” was written for those moments when you want to smile more than think, laugh more than worry, and clap a hand over your heart at my heroine’s antics which could just as easily have been your own. Follow near-spinster Louise Archer as she heads west to find the man who jilted her, armed with what she believed to be a foolproof plan to marry him in time to save the family business and her reputation.

“Letters and Lies”

 

Blurb:

Louise Archer boards a westbound train in St. Louis to find the Kansas homesteader who wooed and proposed to her by correspondence, then jilted her by telegram – Don’t come, I can’t marry you. Giving a false name to hide her humiliation, her lie backfires when a marshal interferes and offers her his seat.

Marshal Everett McCloud intends to verify the woman coming to marry his homesteading friend is suitable. At the St. Louis train station, his plan detours when he offers his seat to a captivating woman whose name thankfully isn’t Louise Archer.

Everett’s plans thwart hers, until he begins to resemble the man she came west to find, and she the woman meant to marry his friend.

Excerpt:

“He wrote and changed your plans? Why didn’t you tell me? You know I love hearing his letters.”

Everyone loved hearing his letters. Or at least they’d pretended to. I glanced at my friends, especially the one who’d first suggested I correspond with her husband’s homesteading friend in Kansas who was ready to look for a wife. She dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief while she flicked the fingers of her other hand in a weak wave. I dredged my soul in search of a smile. The man she’d introduced me to truly had penned everything I’d ever wanted in a husband, months of letters which convinced Mama Jim was my open door. Letters I’d foolishly carted from family to friend to blather every word like a desperate spinster. Drat.

“He didn’t send his change of plans in a letter, Mama. He sent them in a telegram.” Don’t come, I can’t marry you. The only words I never shared.

“Well I imagine your Jim has a surprise for you and didn’t have time to send a letter before you left for Crooked Creek. How thoughtful to wire you instead.”

Thoughtful…I felt poisoned and Mama would too if she ever found out Jim had shut my open door. Which she wouldn’t, since as soon as I got out there and found him, I’d wedge it back open again.

Intrigued? Get your copy here:

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A little about Colleen

Born and raised in the Midwest, Colleen studied and worked in science, using that career to travel and explore other parts of the country. An avid fan of literature, both reading and writing, she loves tales involving moral dilemmas and the choices people come up against. A lover of the outdoors as well as a comfy living room, Colleen is always searching inside and out for the next good story.

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#SundaySnippet 5.24.2020

Well, since I had a new book release this week, I’d be remiss if I didn’t take a snippet from that, wouldn’t I?  ( Hee hee) 

From Vanilla with a Twist…Tandy’s just a little suspicious of why Deacon is so ready and willing to help her. She thinks there must be something motivating him and it can’t just be free ice cream….

 

“Why are you doing this?” she asked. “You’re here on vacation, not to do manual labor. You’re supposed to be resting and rehabbing. Plus, you don’t even know me. My own family doesn’t give me presents, especially not expensive ones like top-of-the- line tools.”

With his head angled and his arms crossed over his chest, he studied her much the way she suspected he would a motor he was attempting to fix: thoughtful glaze in his eyes, the skin above them wrinkled in curiosity.

“First of all, tinkering and working on mechanical problems is fun for me. I’ve told you that. As strange as it may sound, trying to figure out how to fix something….calms me. And vacations are supposed to be calming, right?”

She nodded. “What’s second?”
“What?”
“You said, first of all. So what’s second of all?”
The bottoms of his ears turned flaming red, and for a hot second she thought she’d embarrassed him. Nothing she’d said, though, should have, so his visceral reaction was confusing.

Confusing and utterly charming. He had to be pushing forty, thirty-five at the least, and he was blushing. Actually blushing.

He ran a hand under his collar and cupped the back of his neck as he had earlier, a sign she was coming to recognize as a personal tic. A grin, part sheepish and to her mind wildly appealing, shot across his face.

“I guess I really don’t have a second reason.” He dipped his head a bit and regarded her with a side eye.

The air surrounding them felt charged, and if she touched him, even just a finger on his arm, Tandy knew a spark would ignite. The electricity flowing between them hummed like a neon sign.

Intrigued? You can get your copy here: Amazon // Nook  // Applebooks // Google play //Rakuten/Kobo

Until next week, peeps ~ Peg

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Busy week #2 for blog visits and appearances!

My newest book, VANILLA WITH A TWIST, released this past Wednesday, May 20, one day after my 60th birthday. Great birthday present, no? heehee.

I had another busy week with blog tour appearances, talking up the book, ice cream, and all things summer. In case you missed any of the stops, here’s my itinerary:

On May 2o Joan Reeves featured me on SlingWords

On May 20 I also visited fellow Romance Gem Caroline Clemmons

On May 20 I allowed a peek thru my window over on DV Stone

On May 19 I visited Tena Stetler

On May 18, I talked about the Good Humor man on Kristal Harris’s blog

In addition, I had my monthly piece posted on Romancing the Genres on the 22

Can I just tell you how tired I am?? But it’s a good tired, because it means I’m working; promoting; writing.

Enjoy the weekend, and if you’re looking for a good beach read or to add to your Summer TBR list, check out VANILLA WITH A TWIST.

It’s available all the places ebooks are sold:Amazon // Nook  // Applebooks // Google play //Rakuten/Kobo

Happy reading, peeps ~Peg

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Why celebrating my success is hard for me….

It’s my turn over on Romancing the Genres and this month were talking about how we celebrate ourselves. This was  hoard topic for me because I was raised in culture that didn’t celebrate individual successes.

Intigued?

Join me, here: RTG

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#LoveRomanceReads is having a May New Release Event 5.23.2020!

 

LoveRR Romance Romp is having a Facebook party of Saturday, May 23 from 2:30 EST until8:30 pm!!! I’ll be going livelivelive at 8pm ( 5pm PDT) for a fun half hour of games, questions, and prizes!!!! Here’s the link to join the party  LRR

This is the schedule of authors who will be joining the party ( It’s in PDT) so if you are on the East coast, add 3 hours to each time spot:

12:00 PM
Sadira Stone
12:30 PM
Pamela Gibson
1:00 PM
Sherry Ewing
1:30 PM
TL Travis
2:00 PM
Kris Jacen
2:30 PM
Caroline Warfield
3:00 PM
Kris Bock
3:30 PM
Alexa Piper
4:00 PM
Lia Davis
4:30 PM
Tess Thompson
5:00 PM
Peggy Jaeger
See you tomorrow, peeps ~ Peg

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Helping out during the pandemic

The other day I turned 60.

Egads, I still balk when I think of that. Just yesterday I was 21. Oh well… I digress.

For my birthday I usually get my yearly mammogram but due to a scheduling nightmare with my local clinic, I now have them in October. So…I wondered what I could do, health-wise, this year.

Many of you know in my former life I was a Registered Nurse. I also have several family members who still currently work in health care in New York and are the front lines of the pandemic every single day. I’ve wanted to do something to help but couldn’t figure out what.

Until it came to me…..give a little of myself to help others. In my twenties and thirties, I gave blood yearly and am a proud member of the gallon club!

Happenstance had it that the American Red Cross was having a blood drive in my town on the 19th, so I called, made an appointment, and then gave a pint. Easy peasy.

Several years ago my daughter had surgery and had a post-operative complication that caused her to lose over half of her blood. She required several transfusions while in the ICU. When she was all healed she decided to give back the gift of life people had given her, because without those transfusions she would have died.

I’m not being dramatic. It’s the God’s truth she would have.

So during the pandemic when I’ve been lucky enough to avoid the Covid curse, I felt it was the right thing to do to give back in my own small way, too.

Have you ever given blood? It’s not hard, painful, or dangerous. And your donation just may save a life.

Consider it. You never know if someday you’ll need the gift of life, or someone you love will.

Until next time, peeps ~ Peg

 

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#LongandShortReviews #bloggingchallenge 5.20.2020

I have to be honest: I wet my pants from laughing so hard when I read today’s topic/prompt: How I’d Fare in a zombie Apocalypse.

Pretty damn good, if I do say so.

First of all, I can shoot a gun,  and I can move faster than a zombie so I’d be able to shoot their heads of before they got to me.

Second, I’m already a hermit and I live in  the woods. My surrounding property would be boobytrapped so that any of the zombies stomping toward the light in my house would snap the trip wires and **BLAM** no more zombie.

Third, I’m smart. Scary smart. Zombies are…not.

Last, I’m a devotee of the Lara Croft school of defense.

Them zombies don’t stand a chance.

Let’s see what some of the other writers in this challenge think: L&SR

Until next time, zombie fighters ~ Peg

Hey, know what? My newest book released today!!!!!! Help me celebrate – and my celebrate I mean buy a copy ( heehee)

VANILLA WITH A TWIST is part of the One Scoop or Two summer series from the Wild Rose Press. All the books are stand-alones and involve ice cream in some way.

 

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:

Amazon https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0868XXYQC

Nook https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/vanilla-with-a-twist-peggy-jaeger/1136710329?ean=294016268787

Applebooks https://books.apple.com/us/book/vanilla-with-a-twist/id1505095515

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#Release day for VANILLA WITH A TWIST!!

Release days are always exciting for authors, this one no exception! The one difference with the release of VANILLA WITH A TWIST is that it’s the first time I ever had a preorder sale, with the book’s price going back to normal on release day – today. It will be interesting to see how many people took advantage of the preorder lower price!!!

I’m so thrilled to be part of the Wild Rose Press’s One Scoop or Two ice cream series. Vanilla with a Twist is a short read novella, and it’s a sweet romance  about a small town gal who lives by her own rules and works herself to the bone to provide a good life her her teenaged son and herself.

Tandy Blakemore was one of my favorite heroines to write – she literally burst onto the page, fully formed. I wanted to give her an HEA worthy of her and I think I did. I hope the readers feel that way, too.

So, if you pre-ordered your copy, check your kindle today and happy reading!!!! And if you like the book after you’ve finished it, please consider writing a review for either Goodreads or Amazon. Word of mouth and reviews really do help authors find new readers. SO, welcome to Beacher’s Cove, NH and Tandy Blakemore’s ice cream parlor, VANILLA WITH A TWIST.

Amazon // Nook  // Applebooks // Google play //Rakuten/Kobo

 

Read a fabulous review from N.N.Light’s Book Heaven for VWAT

 

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A visit with ROOT BREW FLOATS author Sydney Winward

Have you heard about the Wild Rose Press’ s newest novella series ONE SCOOP OR TWO?

One of the books in that series is by today’s guest author and fellow WRP sistah  SYDNEY WINWARD

Sydney agreed to share a little about what led to her submission ROOT BREW FLOAT for the series for you all, so take it away, Sydney….

When I heard of the call for submissions for The Wild Rose Press One Scoop or Two Series, I just couldn’t pass up such a fun opportunity! But what to write about? I drew a blank. When you think of ice cream, you think of contemporary, of beaches, of summer. Hmm…well…I’m not usually a contemporary writer, so this had me stumped.

When in doubt, ask the husband!

Who knew an engineer could actually have great, creative ideas for books? He helped me brainstorm, and we came up with a semi-satisfying idea about witches and ice cream. So I sat down and wrote my synopsis.

But when I took it back to him, he turned to me and said, “This is way too dark for a light-hearted beach read.”

Dejectedly, I went and pouted for a little while, and then back to the drawing board! Or rather, the clacking keyboard. I smoothed out the idea and set it aside for a week, letting my brain do its thing. I come up with most of my scene ideas at night when I finally climb in bed. I didn’t write for an entire week. Oh, what torture! But the novella came together nicely, all the kinks smoothed out of the twists and turns.

And finally, I started writing! My husband has yet to read my novella. And my first book too. And anything I’ve written, really. But I’m satisfied with my submission for the One Scoop or Two Series, and I’m so excited that it’s released!

Watch out, world! Josephine Brevil has landed in Massachusetts.

Blurb:

Josephine Brevil has lived hundreds of years haunted by the horrors she experienced during the Salem Witch Trials. She takes great care to hide her powers, though serving a Root Brew Float laced with a magic potion now and again never hurt anybody. The Order sends her to Massachusetts to deal with a paranormal threat, and she meets the young and handsome widower, Clarence Watts. However, being with him comes with a choice. How can she choose between the man she loves and the magic she holds dear?

Excerpt:

“There’s a reason we’re inside the circle. Nothing can touch us in here. Now close your eyes and listen to my voice.” She paused for a moment to take a deep breath, channeling the magic swirling within her core. “Clarence Watts, our task here is to send your deceased wife into the afterlife, beyond the door and into the next realm. If you have done as I previously instructed, you have gotten rid of many of Heidi’s earthly belongings, which is a crucial step to letting her go. Now, imagine a rope that connects you to Heidi. Cut it and sever the tie.”

“It can’t be that simple.”

“It’s not. It’s symbolic of freeing her, but the act of letting go is another story altogether.”

“I’m not sure how I’m supposed to let her go.”

“Cling onto something else you care about. It usually helps.”

His hands tightened around hers. She cracked her eyes open, her heart racing as she stared at their conjoined hands. The word home echoed in her mind again, and when she tried to push it away, it slammed back into her stronger than before.

Home is with the Order, she insisted.

Yet, her pounding heart didn’t believe her.

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A little about Sydney…

Sydney Winward was born with an artistic brain and a love of discovery for new talents. From drawing to sewing to music, she has loved to explore every opportunity that comes her way. At a young age, Sydney discovered her love of writing and wrote her first book at twelve years old, and since then, she hasn’t been able to stop writing. Her active imagination and artistic mind take her away to different worlds and time periods, making every new story a fantastic adventure. When she is not writing (or fawning over animals in the neighborhood) she spends time with her husband and children at home in Utah.

You can connect with Sydney here:

Website ~ Twitter ~ Facebook ~ Goodreads ~ Amazon Author Page ~ Instagram

 

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Sadira Stone on Love, Art, and Other Obstacles

One of my favorite Wild Rose Press writers, Sadira Stone, has a new book out titled  Love, Art, and Other Obstacles. Isn’t that an amazeballs title?? I love it. I’ve already got it preordered on my Kindle and I can’t wait to dive in. And as an added bonus – the book is ON SALE for $2.99 from May 18th until the 29th!

Sadira very graciously offered to share a little about the book with you all, so sit back and get ready for a sexy treat!

 

 

She’s a free spirit. He’s a one-woman man.

Blurb:

Rejected by her family for her bisexuality, graphic artist Margot DuPont yearns for a life with no fences, no limits, and no family ties. Between college, work at Book Nirvana, and an art competition, she barely has time for her part-time girlfriend, much less a flirtation with her competitor.

Dumped into the foster system at a young age, ceramics artist Elmer Byrne craves a big, loving family of the heart. His artist family almost fills that need, but something is missing…until Margot. But when he offers his heart, her thorny defenses shatter him.

Thrown together in an art competition that could jump-start one artist’s career, but not both, their irresistible attraction forces them to reconsider the meaning of success.

Excerpt

That fuzzy, flame-colored beard of his must tickle. What would it feel like brushing against her breasts, over her belly, between her thighs?

She bit her lip hard. Too much time in the red room.

The guy turned toward her and grinned. Was it just her imagination, or did his eyes flash when they met hers? Warm hazel eyes, thickly lashed and sparkling with playful energy.

A happy little vibration rose from her belly and twitched the corners of her mouth upward—until she recognized him.

Oh, yuck. This guy. She’d seen him hanging around the shop, flirting with Laurel, all swaggering, macho bullshit. She remembered how Doug, Laurel’s boyfriend, had tensed like an angry stork and glared at the shorter, buffer man.

 Maxie waved. “Margot, you remember Elmer? He gave me a ride.” She nudged him with her bony elbow. “Isn’t he cute?”

Real cute. And he knows it.

“How’s it going, Margot?” His grin widened as his gaze flicked down her body and back up.

Creep.

No way to avoid his extended hand without offending Maxie, so she took it. Warm, calloused, his grip firm but not too tight. A tattoo of a foaming beer mug adorned the back of his hand. Beneath the copper hair on his forearm, pretty muscles flexed.

 Feet on the ground, DuPont. You’ve got no time for flirtatious fuzz-beards.

Maxie’s merry gaze flicked from Elmer to Margot. “He’s exhibiting at the Rainbow Center on Saturday.” She grinned up at Elmer. “Margot helped Laurel design that poster for the art show.”

His eyebrows rose. “That’s your work? Really nice.”

She shook her head. “It’s Laurel’s work. I just helped her with the graphic design software.”

“Graphic design? Like ads and words and stuff?”

She curled her lip and prepared for battle with yet another snooty artist who looked down his precious nose at graphic arts, like nothing with words or photos could ever count as real art. “I make stuff everyone sees, not just rich people in art galleries.” She stepped closer, glaring up into his startled face while she ticked off on her fingers. “Posters for community events, book covers, the logo for this shop, and its website and signage and—”

He raised both hands and backed off a few steps. “Relax, angry elf. I wasn’t putting down your work, okay? I said I liked the poster. Jeesh.”

Maxie’s painted-on auburn brows rumpled. “Margot, I’m surprised at you.”

That stung. She lowered her gaze and shuffled her boots. “Yeah, well, I’m sick of snobby artists.”

He crossed athletic arms over his impressive pecs. “I’m not one of them.”

Her cheeks flushed hot. “Okay, cool. Sorry. So, um, what are you exhibiting at the show?”

“Ceramics. Beer steins, mostly. Donated a dozen to the Rainbow Arts Center.” He winked, her dig seemingly forgotten. “If someone likes my stuff, maybe they’ll order a complete set.”

Beer mugs. Definitely not snooty. Embarrassment drilled deeper into her skull.

The pretty potter smooched Maxie’s cheek. “Well, gotta shove off. Max, I’ll pick you up at ten on Saturday. Ladies.” He pantomimed lifting a hat brim, then ambled toward the door.

Maxie prodded Margot’s boot with her cane. “Why’d you bite his head off? He’s a nice boy. You should ask him out.”

She rolled her eyes. “Max, I’m not looking to date right now. Especially not that guy.”

“What’s wrong with Elmer?”

“I’ve seen him in action. He flirts for sport. I’m not gonna be anyone’s plaything.”

The doorway bell tinkled as Elmer strolled through. Laurel looked up from wiping the counter. “You want to wait in the café, Aunt Maxie? I’ll be done in fifteen minutes.”

“Of course, doll.” Maxie tottered toward the coffee shop next door.

Margot moved behind the counter and watched through the plate-glass window as Elmer crossed the street and unlocked his rust-bucket pickup. “Pain in the ass, isn’t he?” Nice ass, though. Firm and crunchy.

Laurel chuckled. “Oh, he’s not so bad. I think he just flirts out of habit, like some people nibble their nails or twiddle their hair.” She turned away to straighten a pile of flyers. “Margot, do you—um…”

“What?”

“Do you date guys?”

Her eyes narrowed. “Sometimes. Why?”

“On his way out, he asked about you.”

“Oh, so I should date him, get him off your back?” She scrubbed her fingers through her hair. “No thanks.”

“Well, I hope you’ll come to the art show anyway. I’m running the race at ten, but I’ll help with the set-up beforehand.” She cracked a crooked smile. “I’ll do my best to corral Elmer. Gotta warn you, though—if he sets his mind on you, he’s persistent.”

“Don’t worry.” She shoved a hand through her spiky hair. “I can handle pushy guys. I know how to push back.”

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/53105312-love-art-and-other-obstacles

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A little about Sadira Stone

Ever since her first kiss, Sadira’s been spinning steamy tales in her head. After leaving her teaching career in Germany, she finally tried her hand at writing one. Now she’s a happy citizen of Romancelandia, penning contemporary romance from her new home in Washington State, U.S.A. When not writing, which is seldom, she explores the Pacific Northwest with her charming husband, enjoys the local music scene, plays darts (pretty well), plays guitar (badly), and gobbles all the books. Visit Sadira at www.sadirastone.com .

 

Inspiration for the Book Nirvana Series:

Until 2016, I was one of those readers—literary snobs who look down their noses at romance for the usual stupid reasons: too corny, too predictable, too fluffy. Then I read about how fun and lucrative writing erotica can be. I thought, what the heck? Let’s try.

I have never had so much fun with a writing project! My first steamy romance, Through the Red Door, nearly wrote itself, though it damn sure didn’t edit itself. Now I’m totally addicted to passionate, heartfelt stories with happy endings, both as a reader and as a writer.

Why set the series in a bookshop? Ever since I was a wee lass, I dreamed of owning one. Add to that my fascination with historical erotic art and literature, and you’ve got the Book Nirvana series, set in an indie bookshop with an extensive erotica collection behind a locked red door.

I love writing stories in which a couple’s powerful physical attraction leads them to consider a partner outside their usual M.O.—one who just might turn out to be their perfect match. That’s how it happened for my husband and me!

I wanted to set my series in a college town, so I chose Eugene, home of the University of Oregon, with its lively arts scene and rich counterculture legacy from the hippie era. It’s now my favorite Oregon town to visit!

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