I’m not used to reading on camera, so please, be kind to my nervous mistakes. But along with the story, I thought you, my friends and fans, might enjoy hearing the author read it to you.
If you’d like to get a copy to follow along with, you can find it at Amazon, or here. Also, if you’d like to check out The Artist’s Inheritance, book one in the series, it’s currently on sale for $.99 at Amazon, for until New Years. Enjoy!
Hey everyone, I hope you’re well this week. I am. I did lots of yardwork this weekend, so I’m a little achy–but writing along as usual. I’ve almost met my goal for Campwrimo. At this point, I doubt I will meet it, but it’s going to be close! I may finish that book before Thanksgiving. I hope. (I’m hoping long before!)
For those of you with Amazon Prime accounts, Nooks or Ipads, or Kobo ereaders, I wanted to let you know, I’ve decided to take two titles out of KU. That will remove them from the Kindle Lending Library. What titles?
This is a big step for WMH. It’s always been in KU, but after 41/2 years, it’s time. So I wanted to give you a heads up, if you wanted to read it for free with KU, now’s your last chance.
Reign of Tarot, if you missed it last week, you can find the synopsis on this post. They drop out of the program by August 7th, so read now, if you wish! But for those with Nooks, Kobos, and Ipads, look for it in those stores soon.
And for a little light housekeeping… Watchmaker’s Heart is up on Good Reads! If you’d like to add it to your TBR lists, go here.
London, 1898: For Miss Phoebe Lockswell, fashionable London tea parties and balls aren’t her style. Instead, she prefers to tinker tirelessly with a clockwork diffuser she’s built from scratch. If only she can get the invention to work on command, she might earn her way out of an arranged marriage to a repugnant member of the House of Commons.
London watchmaker Mortimer Kidd was brought up hard in the arms of an infamous London gang. Despite the respectability he strives for now, the gang leader is blackmailing him. When Mortimer sees Phoebe’s diffuser, he thinks he’s found a way to buy himself out of trouble. The brash Phoebe manages to steal his heart, however, before he can purloin her invention.
Will Mortimer’s unsavory past catch up to him before he convinces Phoebe of his devotion? Worse, once Phoebe learns the truth, will she ever trust him again?
If you’re waiting for the paperback it’s coming. *rubs hands gleefully* It shouldn’t be long now! 🙂
I keep meaning to post this, but you see, I get into WordPress and find all these interesting posts by my friends and get totally distracted.
So, before I forget again, this week, I was interviewed about my previous release (because they sort of overlapped) Druid Warrior’s Heart, at a little zine called BookMusings, if you’d like to check it out, it’s here:
I wanted to wait until Friday, I really did! But this is too exciting. In recent days, I got a fabulous review for my latest short story Sing a Mournful Melody from a very cool blogger, Bodicia of A Woman’s Wisdom. She called the story: Very atmospheric and nicely crafted.
At the turn of the 20th century, tragedy has left Maribelle grief-stricken. After her beloved husband is murdered, his body disappears from his crypt. Worse, ghostly voices call from the widow’s Graphophone. Is she losing her mind, or does something wicked this way come?
If you’d like to check the story out, it’s available at Amazon.
“I had a freaky encounter with this incredibly strange woman,right here in our courtyard.” Stacy waved a hand in the direction in question. “And you nearly beheaded her.”
“Did I?” He pondered the lost and found box absently. “That is some dream. I’m glad to see I made an impression.”
She frowned. “That wasn’t the dream.”
He set the box aside, folding his hands and giving her his full attention. “Wasn’t it?”
“No, the dream consisted of you whisking me away on some wild trip through the lights. I can’t account for what happened between then and six the next morning.”
“I’m not stupid, Aaron. I remember what went on last evening.” She waved a hand as if batting the problem away….
“I shouldn’t rattle on at you like this. I’m sorry to trouble you.”
His eyes twinkled and Stacy gulped. “It’s no trouble,” he said. If possible, his voice got even deeper with an edge of desire to it that curled her toes pleasantly. “I must say you’re pretty enough to be forgiven just about anything.”
No trouble? Her brain, and her honor, headed south every second he stood across from her. If they lived in the sixteenth century, she’d consider begging her father
to make a marriage contract with Aaron Fielding.
Oh, dear….so what happened to poor Stacy to bring on this wild dream? You’ll have to read to find out! If you’d like to try it, Keeper of the Grove* is available at Amazon (for paperback and Kindle).
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