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Read a good book lately?  You know – you find them on bookshelves in libraries and bookstores, on the nightstand beside your bed, in the back of the closet taking up space, stacked in a corner of the garage (read those, now what do I do with them?), in your carryon while traveling, in the beach bag, beside your favorite chair, on the kitchen counter, on the coffee table, and just about anyplace else you can put something down.

Books.  We love them.  One of the defining characteristics of an advanced civilization.  The Egyptians and Mayans had them.  As a society we buy them by the truckload.  Literally.  Millions and millions of them every year.  We read em and… well, then we’re through with them.  From tree to paper to print to read to…  (fill in the blank)

Did you know there are other types of books?  Books with pages that never yellow, covers that never get torn off, corners that never get dog eared?  As a matter of fact I have 382 books right here on my desk.  How much do 382 books weigh?  How big is my desk?  How do I keep track of them all?  Here’s a better one for you.  Every time I travel I take them with me.  Yep.  All 382 make whatever pilgrimage I happen to embark on.

And what authors are in my library?  A lot. From Shakespeare to Clancy, James (as in Roscoe) to Coots.  A little Twain, a lot of Dickens, a touch of Verne, and even Emily Bronte just to name a few.

Nope, I don’t have a small army of Sherpas following me around.  No big steamer trunks that cost all that extra freight. My brother doesn’t have to rent a U-Haul every time I stop in to say hi.

They’re a book of a different stripe.  A book that can’t be weighed, a book that is just as new and complete twenty years from now as it was the day I bought it.  I would guess that considering my son, your daughter, maybe even you carry around a thousand plus songs at any given time none of this should come as a surprise.  That’s right – the book has gone the way of the iPod.  Well, not exactly the iPod but you can read them on any manner of handheld electronic equipment.  Even your PDA.

E-books.  Electronic books.  A book that you don’t have to go to a bookstore to buy.  A collection of books that are measured and weighed in terms of bits and bites of space on storage media.  A book that weighs as much as whatever you happen to be reading it on.  If I wanted I could buy a hundred books today and never leave my office.  And guess what… free delivery is included and immediate. 


This is the book of the future.  I’ve included a few pictures here of what’s available in the market as dedicated e-book readers.  As an author I sell books not e-book readers so I’m not giving brand names or blurbs.  I just wanted you to get a look at the latest in reading.  Some really neat stuff.  Of course we’re all waiting for the price to come down.  But that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy an e-book today – no special reader needed.  Just download to your PC and you’re all set.


So, why would you want an ebook? As you discover this still young, but growing industry while surfing the Internet, you will discover ePublishers and eBookstores gradually growing in numbers.


Excellent, talented authors take their books to the Net, market/promote and sell those books.  As you journey through the ePublishing world you will find outstanding, spell-binding reads all at the tip of your finger.


What are you waiting for?  Just search e-books and get started today.  Of course, you could always stop over at Liquid Silver Books and pick up one of my favorite authors – me – well and Nina of course! Okay, a shameless plug for both of us, but I do hope you check out the exciting world of electronic books.  Have fun and tell ‘em Roscoe and Nina sent ya.


It’s finally here! I didn’t think we’d ever get to today! But Monday, September 15 at 7:00 pm EDT, Furry, Fluffy, and Wild will finally be available from Liquid Silver Books! Yaaay! I’m so excited.

Back in February or so, Celia Kyle put out a call to other authors interested in participating in a shifter anthology. I jumped through the crowd of authors with my hand waving madly in the air and shouted “Me, me … pick me!” When I fell at her feet grovelling and make a fool of myself, how could she say no?

Celia and Tina are amazing writers with a ton of work under their belts and I feel very proud to be included in an anthology with them. All of our stories involve wolf shifters …

and plus size women. (I know, the cover doesn’t actually reflect that … but you’re going to have to trust me on this one.)

My novella, Blue Moon Rising, is an erotic suspense story.

Could a woman’s past decide a man’s future?

Tension between the cougar and wolf shifters in Lonesome Fork, Montana is spiraling out of control. With the full moon only days away and fear and the body count rising, Chief of Police, and head of the wolf shifter council, Cole Takoda is trying to bring peace to both humans and shifters alike. But with the head of the cougar council, Kurt Hansley, thwarting his attempts, it appears nothing will heal the growing rift. When orphan Jayda Kynslan strolls into town, rumors of polymorphic shifters come to life begin to circulate.

Two men want to claim Jayda as mate: one will stand with her and unite the shifter clans; the other will possess her and reign supreme over the human population. With the Blue Moon Rising Jayda’s decision will determine the future for all of them.

Here’s a brief excerpt:
Cole stared at Jayda’s ass as she sashayed her way to the door. Damn, she had him hot under the collar. He’d wanted to follow her immediately, but the tented fly of his Levi’s would make their intention a little obvious. It wouldn’t do for the Chief of Police to be caught in a compromising situation. When she’d bent in close, the scent and heat of her overwhelming his senses, his body had jumped to attention. Decorum and judicious prudence aside, he needed to be with her. Had she known she’d have that effect? Was this some kind of setup?

He finished his beer in one great swallow and banged it down on the bar just as the door closed behind Jayda. She hadn’t even turned around to see if he was following. Maybe she hadn’t meant what she’d said. Part of him hoped that was the case. Then he’d only have to see her safely to her car, and this whole thing would be over. There was only one way to find out what she intended. His cock led the way.

“Hey, champ, it’s cold outside. You’ll need this.” Aaron stood at the entry between the two rooms holding Cole’s leather jacket. The smile on his face was nonjudgmental.

“Shit,” Cole said as he snatched the jacket and shrugged into it. They’d been friends since their days on the reservation. Aaron would be the only one who’d know it was lust as much as fear contorting his face.

Aaron smiled. “Shit is right. Be careful, man.”

Now that he’d made the decision, Cole headed for the door. He wondered if he’d waited too long, and she’d left. That thought moved him more quickly. He’d have no way of finding Jayda if she walked out his life tonight. He had no intention of letting that happen until he knew exactly what had brought her to Lonesome Fork.

The night air slapped him in the face the moment he walked out the door. He scanned the lot, panic sweeping through him with each pass.

“Over here.” Jayda’s quiet voice called from around a truck parked in front of the tavern and off to his right. He smiled at her from the other side of the hood.

“I wasn’t sure you’d come.”

The brassy woman who’d propositioned him in the bar had once again morphed into a timid debutante. If not for her voice and the breathtaking smile she flashed, he wouldn’t have known the bashful person holding keys in her hands was capable of offering an uninhibited sexual escapade in her car.

“Jayda, why don’t we go sit in my car?” Reason found its way back to his consciousness. “It’s in the back corner away from the lights.” Police Chiefs didn’t boff strangers in the parking lot of the local tavern. But no one could fault him for finding a place for a quiet chat with a suspicious stranger, and at this moment, conversation was all he intended.

“Sure.” She lifted a shoulder with the lilt in her voice.

She came around the back of the truck, and he wrapped his arm around her waist. Jayda laid her head in the crook of his shoulder. She molded against him like her body had been made for his.

Cole’s body reacted again to her proximity; the blood rushing to his dick made it hard to think like a gentleman. “We don’t have to do this. I’d understand if you want to back out.”

Stopping, she looked up at him. “You don’t want to?”

“No, I … I mean, yes.” Damn, this woman tied his tongue in knots. “What I mean is … if you’re having second thoughts about being alone with me…”

Her hand snaked into the front of his jacket and pinched his nipple. “Not even sort of. Now, which car is yours?”

Cole hit the button on the remote starter, and the lights flashed.

Jayda clapped her hands and ran into the shadows. “Oh, such a shame, you have bucket seats, I guess we’ll have to snuggle in the back.” She didn’t even turn around before climbing in, her curvaceous ass disappearing a moment before he reached the Saab.

And of course what would one of books be without a book trailer:

When people interview me one of the questions that always seems to pop up is “why do you write in different genres?” The question surprised me. I thought, writing a story is writing a story. But then I started reading marketing advice for writers. Branding is a word that continued to be bantered around.

Did I have a brand if I was supposedly bouncing all over the spectrum of erotic writing? I panicked. Who was I?

Then I stepped back and looked closely at the stories I’ve written.

The Healer’s Garden – Takes place in a future earth where a man and a woman are trying to find their way in a world that doesn’t believe they should be together. But riding on that relationship is some mystery that carries through the story.

Blind Love – A contemporary romance about two people discovering who they are and falling in love with each other. But the heroine is working to unravel the mystery behind her friend’s death.

Love’s Bounty – Centers around drug running up the Maine coast, but in the thick of it, two people discover love.

Arranging Love – An engaged couple discovers love isn’t always enough and fights to hold their relationship together. But a stalker infiltrates their lives and threatens everything they’ve become together.

Blue Moon Rising – A woman with a battered heart isn’t looking for love, but she finds it with a man who claims to be a wolf shifter. When a slaughtered body is found on the property where she’s vacationing, he has to wonder if she’s somehow involved.

Huh.

I relaxed. Those aren’t different genres in my opinion. The thread tying them together is the mystery/suspense part of the plot. I’m all about the puzzle. Weaving the story in such a way that hopefully the reader falls in love with the book while the main characters fall in love with each other. But on the coattails of the romance is something that keeps the danger up, the questions running through the reader’s mind…the mystery if you will. And of course there’s the added heat of the sex. *g*

Erotic suspense.

Not different genres. The same genre with a change of characters. It doesn’t matter to me where the story is set. Future, present or past. (Nope, haven’t done an historical yet … but I’m thinking about it.) The occupation of the character changes, but I can’t see how it matters if my hero is a breeder, a modern day piano player, wolf-shifting cop, or my current … a vampire firefighter. Isn’t it all about the sexy guy falling for the kick-ass girl next door and the life and death situations I throw them into?

So, what do you think? Should an author brand themselves and stay within one genre … say paranormal? Or do you mind picking up books by the same author that have different flavors to them?

Cause now I’m curious.

So this week is all about shameless promotion. Here are thirteen reasons I believe you should run right out and buy my latest release, Blind Love.

1. It has LOTS of hot sex in it!

2. This is the first story in a three book erotic suspense series, but each story stands alone, so you’re not left twisting in the wind until the next book comes out this summer. (Though there is a thread that runs through all of them and I certainly hope you’ll want all of them.)

3. The heroine, Julie Tilling is an uptight CPA who discovers her inner vixen and lets her come out to play. (And we all love that naughty girl inside us! *Spank that naughty girl … spank her!* Oh, sorry … lost myself for a moment. Ah hem, where was I? Oh right…)

4. It’s all about three sisters who own a floral shop in a quaint little town in Maine. And who doesn’t love Maine?

5. It starts with a death and ends with another death. (Don’t you love a suspense story that leaves a string of bodies?)

6. Our hero, Damon Corey, also works as sexy shock jock, Demon Jones. He’s hot, he’s naughty … and he’s single. (Did I mention he drives a Harley? Now, that’s power between your thighs!)

7. Julie and Damon dabble on the fringes of internet pornography. (Maine can be a naughty place.)

8. There’s hot sex. (Did I mention that? Oh, well, it bears repeating!)

9. It’s an ebook. Same in-depth story for a low price. AND it saves trees! You can buy it at Liquid Silver Books.

10. There’s a great family and two sisters who will have their own stories.

11. Hot! Hot! Hot! Sex scenes. (oops, I know I mentioned that before, but they do it like bunnies.)

12. I’ll cry uncontrollably if you don’t buy my book. (Not moved by tears? … Bummer it works on my husband every time.)

13. No guide dogs were injured in the writing of Blind Love.

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