Just a few days left in the tour for CHRISTMAS & CANNOLIS.
Today’s stop is at BURIED UNDER ROMANCE. Stop by and leave me some love. Remember, there’s a rafflecopter for an AMAZON GC to whet your appetite!
And if you’re looking for me, I’ll be here today:
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I’ve got 2 stops today on this last week of my Goddess Fish blog tour for CHRISTMAS & CANNOLIS.
Come join me over on Locks, Hooks, and Books where the author reviewed the book. ( Hint – she liked it!)
And then over on Sharking Links and Wisdom, where I explain my love of big families.
In another note, I’m over on WRP sistah Vicki Batman’s blog today as well promoting another of my books, DEARLY BELOVED. Vicki’s blog is for the purse-lover in every gal and you’ll want to see the little clutch she features from me!
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A new year, and a new year of blog topics!!! The first one is a question: Writing – doing it for fun, profit, or other?
Can I choose all three?
I’ve always been a writer since I got my first diary. I wrote for the shear pleasure of inventing stories to brighten the dark days of my childhood. And as dramatic as that sounds, it worked. The stories I wove made me feel alive, special, and smart. Plus, it was fun putting people in tricky situations and they trying to get them out of them.
When I got older and realized people would actually pay me cash-money for my thoughts and words, well, can I just say SCORE! In my 20’s, 30’s and 40’s I wrote for magazines, newspapers, even trade journals to supplement my real income. I knew I’d never get rich writing articles that paid $50-150.00 dollars a few times a month, but the actual paycheck came in secondary to how it felt to see my name in print in a major publication.
Nowadays, I write what I want simply because I can’t not write. The tagline for my website, peggyjaeger.com, is WRITING IS MY OXYGEN. And it’s true. You can’t survive if you don’t breath air. Well, in all reality, I couldn’t survive if I couldn’t write every day.To me, writing is my air, my oxygen. Writing gives me purpose, gives me direction, gives me an outlet for the tsunami of ideas undulating inside my brain, and brings me joy. It’s my ultimate fun, still, to this day.
So, my answer to the question – Writing: doing it for fun, profit, or other, is YES. ALL 3!
Let’s see what some of the other authors in the blog hop feel about the topic. Here’s the link to their sites. MFWRweeklyblog
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Today, I’ve got a really great interview over on BOOKAHOLIC all about how CHRISTMAS AND CANNOLIS came to be written. Stop by and discover some stuff about the book – and my weird writing process! There’s a rafflecopter!
Here’s the link to the interview :Bookaholic: Peggy Jaeger Interview https://www.ourtownbookreviews.com/p/what-made-you-want-towrite-this-book_14.html?spref=tw
And the link to the rafflecopter
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Seems appropriate that I title this one a look ahead when the last blog was about looking back.
I’m nothing if not consistent, peeps. Hee hee
I’ve got some career goals for 2019 that I want to accomplish, in addition to some personal ones that need doing, as well.
First, a little backstory. This is me, afterall.
In November 2018 you may remember I attended a conference where Jack Canfield was the primary speaker. He spoke about many things – all of them wonderful – but one thing he said stuck with me and resounded so completely, I’ve already begun putting its intention into use. Jack said, “You can’t have an uncluttered, focused life and mind, if your workspace and environment is cluttered, filled with detritus, and unfocused.”
Can I just tell you how that was a Come to Jesus moment for me?!
Since the day I arrived home from that conference I have been culling, cleaning, reorganizing, and reprioritizing my life, my environment, and my workspace. I started with the closets. All 15 of them. I’ve moved on to the bedrooms. After that, the kitchen, bathrooms, and then the living spaces will all be refreshed, culled of unnecessary items, and cleaned.
Yes, it’s exhausting work, and yes I find myself stopping at times to remember why I have this object, or obsess about whether or not I still need it – just in case! But then I remember what the point of this exercise in selective personal item culling is all about and I get on with it.
So, everything should be done by 12.31.18
On 1.1.19, in my newly refreshed, reorganized and restructured workplace/office, I will being writing the next 2 books on my TBWritten list and start planning out the next 3.
About those goals for 2019: here they are, in no apparent order.
1.Write a minimum of 1000 words before you start your actual day – what this means is that while I’m still in jammies, I write, Once 1000 words is achieved I get to get dressed, and do the adulting things I need to – like gym, laundry, etc. When they are done, I can write more.
2. Finish 2 complete manuscripts in 2019; have 2 published that are already completed.
3.Meditate for 20 minutes every day. No excuses. No matter what.
4. Gym 4-6 times per week.
5. Eat better, and by better I mean, cut out the crap!!
6. Blog no more than 2-3 times per week. I blogged upwards of 5 times a week in 2018 and it just got to be too much for me.
7. Perform daily aspirations re: career goals and personal issues. – these are private, so don’t ask!
I think that’s a good start, don’t you. We’ll see how far they get, which ones drop off by the wayside, and which ones become habits-for-life.
The happiest of New Years, peeps. ~Peg
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You didn’t think I could go silent for the holidays before another shameless plug, did you??
Silly peeps! Hee hee
But in all sincerity, if you are still looking for a last minute gift for that book lover or romance reader on your list, take a chance and send one of my new releases to their Kindle or Nook or even iPad. The books and links are listed below. The prices are decent and not bank-breaking. Go ahead and give the gift of reading, books, and romance all rolled into one.
It’s the perfect present!
CHRISTMAS AND CANNOLIS
Amazon // WILD ROSE PRESS // B&N // Google Books // Kobo
DEARLY BELOVED – bk 1 in A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN
Amazon // WILD ROSE PRESS // B&N // Kobo // APple // Google Play books // Books-a-Million
HOPE’S DREAM ( DEERBOURNE INN NOVELLA)
Amazon // WILD ROSE PRESS // B&N // Apple
and if you’re looking to save a few cents (!) THE WILD ROSE PRESS has all ebooks on sale for 40% off until New Years! Give a great gift and sale some coin!
Merry Christmas and Happy Reading ~ Peg
Today, I have one of my favorite people – and writers – visiting me. My wonderful, prolific, writer-friend and WRP Sistah MARY MORGAN is here, chatting about her newest release, TRIAL OF A WARRIOR.
Do yourself a favor: grab a cup of tea, sit back, and listen to Mary discuss her inspiration for the series. She’s even given us a little sumthin’ sumthin’ from the book to enjoy.
Inspiration behind the series, Legends of the Fenian Warriors, by Mary Morgan
Hi Peggy! ( Peggy here: Hello, beautiful!) Thanks so much for hosting me on your wonderful blog today. I thought I’d share my inspiration behind my fictional series, Legends of the Fenian Warriors.
I have always been fascinated with Celtic mythology, so it only made sense that I would develop and expand the world of the Fenian Fae Warriors. Theirs was a world rich in legends, colors, and senses. I’ve based my own fictional account on the legend of the Tuatha Dé Danann—one of the invasions of Ireland. They were known as the Shining Ones or the Fae.
The Tuatha Dé Danann was defeated in two battles by the Milesians, whom historians and scholars alike agree were probably the first Gaels in Ireland. It was agreed that the new invaders (Milesians) and the Tuatha Dé Danann would each rule half of Ireland. Therefore, it was that Amergin of the Milesians chose that half of Ireland which lay above ground, leaving the Tuatha Dé Danann to retreat below. They were led underground by Manannán mac Lir, God of the Sea, who shielded them with an enchanted mist from mortal eyes. As time passed, they became known as the Sidhe (Shee), or Ireland’s faery folk.
With my warriors, there is nothing diminutive with these heroes. They’re ancient, extremely tall, and commanding. As always, it will take a strong woman to stand beside these Fae.
TRIAL OF A WARRIOR, Legends of the Fenian Warriors, Book 3
Duty and honor cannot compete against the blinding truth of love.
Their greatest adventure lies within their hearts.
A sacrifice taken. A love worth risking.
Will their love destroy a kingdom or unite a fractured realm?
Will the burning embers of their past love spark a reunion or destroy a future?
Blurb ~
“You met them in the Order of the Dragon Knights. Now, journey to the realm of the Fae and witness their legends!”
A warrior sentenced to die.
On trial for breaking a supreme Fae law, Fenian Warrior, Liam MacGregor has no regrets. He is prepared to accept his sentence—even if it means his death. However, freedom comes in an unexpected manner, and brings with it certain dangers as he travels through the Veil of Ages.
A princess honor-bound to remain hidden.
Princess Abela might be a priestess and the daughter of royalty, but that doesn’t prevent her from doing the unimaginable. She sacrifices duty and honor to set free the man who captured her heart so many years ago. No matter the severity of his crimes, she cannot let Liam die.
A rescue that will bring about a war and divide a kingdom!
In their quest to secure a treaty to forestall Liam’s death sentence, they must fight their desires for one another, as well as the Fenian Warriors sent to capture them.
Excerpt ~
Taking the end of her braid, Liam wove the soft hair around his finger. Black as ebony, the lock glistened in the soft glow of the fire. She’d tempted him beyond reason. Once, he thought there might have been a destiny, but her words of rejection slammed the door on any possibility. If she had no desire to claim him, why did Abela come to his initiation?
“Why witness my ceremony?” He let out a frustrated breath and brought the braid to his lips.
“Because I never said goodbye,” she uttered softly. Lifting her head, her eyes sought his and her cheeks colored from the heat of his gaze.
Liam was unable to look away from her beauty. “No. I recall harsh words and tears.”
“We were young—naïve.”
“Stubborn and set on a path of adventure,” he added.
“But our roads have led us to this fork, so to speak.”
Liam cupped her chin. “Was it destined?” He felt her tremble from his touch.
“I am not a seer,” she replied, darting her tongue out along her bottom lip.
His mind screamed at him to move away. She was a princess—a priestess. But the temptation to taste her lips once more seeped into his being. Liam bent his head and placed a feather-like kiss on the corner of her mouth.
A small breathless whisper escaped her lips, “More.”
Her invitation sparked a desire that had remained sealed. Cupping the back of her head, he continued to kiss her tenderly on the eyes, nose, and forehead. As he shifted his position, Liam brought his arms around her and dared to feast on something that was forbidden. If death was his future, he wanted one more kiss to take with him.
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Author Bio:
Award-winning Celtic paranormal and fantasy romance author, Mary Morgan, resides in Northern California, with her own knight in shining armor. However, during her travels to Scotland, England, and Ireland, she left a part of her soul in one of these countries and vows to return.
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Peggy here: Mary, a million thanks for visiting today. Your books – and the covers – are so fabulous!!! Happy holidays and pleasepleaseplease keep writing your amazing tales!!
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I’ve got fellow Wild Rose sistah Judith Sterling visiting me today. She’s got a brand new release in her GUARDIANS OF ERIN series out and she dropped by to tell me a little about it. Judith’s also got a treat for us, exclusively on this page! She’s got a gift for several lucky readers, so read until the end to find out how to win a great prize!!!
Here’s Judith with a little about THE STONE AWAKENED. ( Guardians of Erin, Book Two)
Since moving to Ireland, Ashling Donoghue has tackled one challenge after another. Now the mystery of her parents’ disappearance seems unsolvable. Are they dead or only missing? No one—not even the godlike Breasals—has a clue. Hope and fear war inside her, but she’s determined to find answers and stay strong for her siblings. Even as she hones newfound powers, her banshee-in-training sister Deirdre needs her support.
Ashling could use a little help herself. She’s struggling to navigate her first romance, and while Aengus Breasal stirs her body, mind, and soul, his nemesis Lorcan does too. Both men harbor secrets about her past life as Caer. One has ties to Aoife, the scheming wind demon whose influence is on the rise.
As the Stone of Destiny awakens, so does the conflict within.
Excerpt
A sudden gust whistled along the deserted corridor to my right. I turned as a robed figure disappeared up a winding stairwell.
“Fear not.”
Startled, I whirled back around toward the velvety voice. Lorcan! Clad in black like a character out of a 19th-century romance, he peeked out from behind a stone pillar.
“He’s merely a monk. That is, he was.” His ice blue eyes were intense, even in the soft light.
I swallowed hard. “Why are you here?”
“Why are you?”
“I don’t know.”
“Don’t you?” Leaving the cloister, he sauntered toward me.
My pulse quickened. He was every bit as handsome and alluring as Aengus, and my mutinous body knew it. No. Aengus is the one for me. Only Aengus. I grasped for an explanation, an excuse that would lighten the weight of guilt dragging me down. I’m asleep, and this is all just a dream.
Lorcan stopped an arm’s length away. “You’re here because I was thinking of you. And I’m here because earlier, you stood right in this spot thinking of me.”
I regarded him through narrowed eyes. “You spied on us?”
“Don’t you think I could’ve felt it?”
“That’s not a straight answer. And I don’t know you well enough to guess what you could or couldn’t feel.”
His pupils encroached on the lighter blue. “Your soul knows me.”
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And here’s that gift I mentioned up above From Judith:
The Guardians of Erin saga continues with The Stone Awakened. To celebrate this new release, Judith is giving away 5 e-copies of the first book in the series, The Cauldron Stirred. If you love Ireland or the paranormal (or both!) comment below for a chance to win.
Ashling Donoghue never dreamed moving to Ireland would rock her perception of reality and plunge her into a mystery that brings legend to life.
At seventeen, she’s never had a boyfriend, but she feels an immediate connection to Aengus Breasal, the son of the wealthy Irishman who’s invited her family to stay at his Killarney estate. For the first time in her life, a guy she likes seems attracted to her.
But Aengus is secretive, with good reason. He and his family are the Tuatha Dé Danann, ageless, mythical guardians adept at shifting between this reality and the magical dimension known as the Otherworld. Evil forces from that world threaten the Breasals, the Donoghues, and all of Ireland. Ashling must open her heart, face her fears, and embrace a destiny greater than she could ever have imagined.
Author Bio:
Judith Sterling’s love of history and passion for the paranormal infuse everything she writes. Flight of the Raven, Soul of the Wolf, and Shadow of the Swan are part of her medieval romance series, The Novels of Ravenwood. The Cauldron Stirred and The Stone Awakened are part of her young adult paranormal series, Guardians of Erin. Written under Judith Marshall, her nonfiction books—My Conversations with Angels and Past Lives, Present Stories—have been translated into multiple languages. She has an MA in linguistics and a BA in history, with a minor in British Studies. Born in that sauna called Florida, she craved cooler climes, and once the travel bug bit, she lived in England, Scotland, Sweden, Wisconsin, Virginia, and on the island of Nantucket. She currently lives in Salem, Massachusetts with her husband and their identical twin sons.
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Since I’m currently on a blog tour for this book through Goddess Fish, it makes sense today’s little sumthin’ sumthin’ should come from Christmas and Cannolis, no?
Not everyone in the book is Italian/American. Connor’s uncle, Aiden Gilhooly, a son of Ireland, fills this scene with charm and an impish banter that is so delightful to the ears ( at least I think its! Hee Hee) that I can hear him speak every time I read his dialogue. Hope you can, too.
Our server returned with our food, cutting off what Connor was about to say. At the same time a tall, broad-shouldered and barrel-chested, well- dressed man of an age similar to my father’s sauntered over to our table. Connor slid out of the booth and was enveloped in behemoth arms and smacked on the back like a prodigal.
“It’s been too long, boyo,” the giant said. “Too long. You’re looking well. Busy?”
“Ridiculously.”
“Aye, that’s good then. Keep ya off the streets and outta trouble. And who’s this vision, now?” He stared down at our table, and I did a quick side glance to figure out who he was referring to. Vision is a word no one would apply to me. Ever.
“Regina San Valentino. She owns her own bakery and makes the most amazing things you will ever taste in your life.”
“Is that so? Well, it’s nice to meet you, young lady.” He reached a hand across the table, and mine completely disappeared in it. “Aiden Gilhooly, this young hooligan’s favorite uncle, is me name.”
“You’re my only uncle,” Connor said, shaking his head.
“And happy you should be about it, boyo.”
“Like I have a choice?” It was impossible not to smile at the loving, playful banter between them. Aiden Gilhooly looked and sounded nothing like Connor. If he hadn’t told me they were related, I would never have guessed it. Both were tall, yes, but that’s where the similarity began and ended. Connor’s complexion was olive and swarthy, while his uncle’s was vampire pasty, as if he shunned sunlight at all costs. A mop of mostly white hair tinged with faded patches of pale red sat on a head as round as a pumpkin. Eyes so blue they were almost transparent peeked out from under wooly white eyebrows while fat freckles danced across his nose and chubby cheeks.
If I’d thought Connor’s heritage was anything other than full-blown Irish before now, meeting this uncle who had Ireland stamped across his features surely would have put an end to that thought.
“This is my place,” Aiden said, a cheek-wide smile beaming at me. “And welcome you are, Miss San Valentino.”
“Reggie,” I said, smiling back at him. “All my friends call me Reggie.”
“And it’s delighted I am to be thought one.” He brought my hand to his lips and kissed my knuckles. Charm was stacked into this family’s genes by the fistful. “Now, boyo, sit yourself back down and eat before it gets cold.” He motioned for a waiter and held up an index finger. When Connor was seated back next to me, Aiden pulled a chair from a nearby table and sat with us.
“I’ve been meaning to call,” Aiden said, “about that reservation app you set up for the place.”
“Trouble?”
“Not at all. In fact, quite the opposite. Revenue’s been up twelve percent since it went live. I’ve been meaning to call to thank ya for forcing me old keister into the twenty-first century.”
Connor’s gorgeous face split into the most devilish grin, and a shock of pure lust whipped through me making the space at the top of my thighs tingle. How was it possible that just moments before I’d been feeling depressed and miserable, but one look at this man’s mirthful face and those feelings dissipated, to be replaced by sensations I hadn’t felt in forever?
Madonna.
I was glad I was sitting, my nether regions under the table. I was sure they were visibly quivering and shaking.
“It only took me, what?” Connor cocked his head as he laughed at his uncle. “Ten years of asking?”
“Pesterin’ and harassing me nonstop, is more the truth.”
“Well, I’m glad it worked.”
“Aye. Me, too, boyo.”
I simply adore Aiden. And Connor, Hell, everyone in the book is near and dear to my heart! Now for a little extra. Have you ever wondered what the author of a story intended you to hear when she wrote a scene? I have, so I’m giving you an example of how the voices in my head ( why does that sound so wrong to say?? Hee hee) sound when they speak to me. Click on the following link and you’ll get to my You Tube page where I narrated a bit from the book. Regina’s Independence Scene.
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And one more little extra for you: Christmas and Cannolis trailer:
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The other day I found out that two of my recent books – Dearly Beloved and Christmas and Cannolis – were both reviewed by InD’Tail magazine – a leader in independent book reviewers. Today I’m going to share the Dearly Beloved one, tomorrow C&C. Can I just tell you how happy this makes me!!!!
ROMANTIC COMEDY: Slade Harrington is big time in Manhattan, very successful and very rich. He’s also very protective of his baby sister Izzy, who is ready to marry the man of her dreams. Slade is ready to give her the wedding of her dreams, he’s paying for whatever she wants. Their father has not been the best role model, with multiple ex-wives on his resume. Slade has sworn off marriage indefinitely. Colleen O’Dowd is a wedding coordinator in Heaven, New Hampshire. Her sister runs an Inn where Izzy’s wedding is booked. When Slade accompanies his sister to check out what he’s paying for, Colleen is an added bonus. There are some undeniable sparks between them, but Colleen knows he’s a playboy and cannot mix business with pleasure.
“Dearly Beloved” will take readers on a journey of a fairytale wedding, or rather a true wedding filled with family drama start to finish! Ms. Jaeger captures a beautiful sibling relationship that flourishes when the parents are not emotionally or physically available. This story does have the stereotypical rich hero and not so rich heroine, but the added siblings and family members balance it out. There is the cheating ex that makes an appearance which is predictable in this situation, but he is the one that readers will love to hate. Overall, the push and pull of the budding romance is delightfully written, and readers will enjoy this quick read that ties up with a red-bow ending! This is the first book of a series, so readers might want to check out the others and see what feisty grandma Fiona is up to next!
~Viola Robins
and because I’m a little nuts, here’s what the review looks like in the magazine
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Peggy Jaeger, Author 