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Friday, December 21, 2012
Seasons greetingsWelcome to all my new followers. :) I realize this is a very busy time for many of you. I appreciate you taking the time out of your busy schedules to comment and follow me. :)
Where I'll beHere's a quick update for what's going on with me up until the New Year. Today's the last day of my Holiday Jinx blog tour. For any of you who've dropped by and left comments, thank you! I hope you've had fun. Today's your last chance to enter to win the zipped folder of donated books. I have blog dates coming up, but today's the final day of the major leg of my tour. Today I'm at Book Lovin' Mamas. Sunday, I'm at my pal Jodi Redford's blog with another giveaway. I also have a giveaway at The Romance Studio as well. Be sure to enter for your chance to win a copy of Holiday Jinx. Then coming up New Year's Day, the New Year's blog hop begins and runs until January 6th. There are hundreds of authors, bloggers and reviewers participating in this hop, so come chillax with us after you've tore up the town ringing in the new year. :)
My best wishes for the holidaysIf I don't speak to you until the new year, I want to wish all of you a happy, healthy, safe and fun holiday! Remember, calories don't count this time of year. LOL Cheers!
Monday, December 17, 2012
Hello happy blog hoppers!I hope you’re having fun with this hop. Thank you so much for visiting my blog. I’m so glad you’re here! Here's an excerpt from my latest release, Holiday Jinx. Read on for the question you'll need to answer to be entered in to receive a prize. Holiday Jinx blurb: It’s the most wonderful time of the year…unless you’re single and lonely. Jinx—one of Santa’s elves—is in trouble with the Big Guy. She’s been charged with bringing holiday happiness to Christopher Ragan, CEO of Wonderous Toys. It’s a big job especially when he’s more attached to the bottom of a bottle than helping his fellow man. She’s got enough trouble without spilling the secrets of the North Pole, but then along comes Natalie Burnes, a newbie CEO of Enchanted Toys and in trouble of a hostile takeover from Christopher’s company. The woman literally crashes Christopher’s vacation plans in a tucked away Michigan cabin---and the sparks start flying. As if Jinx’s job of matchmaking the toy makers isn’t hard enough, she’s got to stay one step ahead of the North Pole patrol and keep out of sight of the humans. No way is she gonna screw up and lose her magic again. If the humans can’t find happiness and love by Christmas, Jinx forfeits her chance of seeing her true love too. What’s an elf to do? Buy it at: Itunes, Smashwords, Kindle, and Nook.
Excerpt“Ouch! What the—” Chris bolted upright, his head spinning and gut churning. He pressed his hand to his temple. “Son of a—” “I’m sorry to have hit you.” The voice came from behind him. Chris struggled to open his stinging, dry eyes. “Go away. Leave me in peace.” “I don’t get any peace. Neither do you.” “Whatever,” he muttered, rubbing the top of his head where she’d smacked him before flopping back facedown on the sofa. “Why did you hit me?” “You were snoring so loudly I was afraid you would draw the attention of the grizzly prowling around out there.” That’s odd. There wasn’t any sign of a bear when I arrived. With great effort, he turned his head toward the grating, cheery voice that sounded like an older version of a munchkin who’d overdosed on happy pills. Am I so drunk I’m hearing voices and thinking I’ve been hit? He swallowed, but there was no saliva left in his parched throat. “I’m going crazy.” He took in the little person standing beside his couch. His visitor had red hair and brown eyes that stared with exasperation down at him. She carried a candy-cane gun on the ribbon holster on her hip and wore jeweled slippers on her tiny feet. Wow, I’m seeing things. Who’d wear slippers in weather like this? He took in the disarranged room around the new arrival. Tinsel was scattered all over the floor. That was a sure sign that he’d had too much to drink. There hadn’t been any of the shiny stuff around here when he’d arrived. And he sure as hell wasn’t one for decorating for the holidays. Not since his life had fractured around him. He didn’t have much to celebrate. So I’m seeing and hearing things. I need to stop drinking. Her laughter chimed like delicate bells that went straight to his head to clang with brutal force against his brain. “Nope, you’re not seeing things.” She’s reading my mind. “Thank goddess you’re finally awake…now.” No matter how drunk I am, I can’t be hearing and seeing things both. “Think what you like if it’ll help get you sober,” she said without an ounce of pity for his poor, pounding head. Chris shut out the jumbled thoughts piercing his brain. They only served to heighten his anxiety. And this voice and vision before him wasn’t helping matters. He rubbed at his throbbing head. “I don’t want to be sober. Leave me alone, you annoying creature thing.” God, I’m talking to this illusion. Snap out of it, Reagan. “I’m an elf, not a creature. Not a thing. An elf. Get it right. And do it quick. I don’t have time to mess with a drunk. You stink like a five-day-old dirty sock. I don’t even want to check out how rank your breath is. Go take a shower. You’re expecting company.” Chris closed his eyes and rolled to his side, shutting her out. “I don’t want any company. Go away.” Some dream I’m having. In his mind appeared the words, You’re not dreaming. And I’m leaving as soon as I’m satisfied you’re spruced up nice and fine for your guest. “Holy shit, you can read my mind.” He whipped back around so fast he thought his stomach dropped to his toes. “And you put your thoughts in my head. I thought it was just me but…” The hard shove against his shoulder sent his head reeling. Her words were just as disorienting, but at least this time they were out loud. “Get moving. She’ll be here any minute.” “I told you,” he growled, leaning forward and glaring her down. His head protested, pain beating against his temple. “I don’t want any company, especially of the female sort.” You do smell pretty ripe. Would it kill you to clean up a little? Put on some coffee. You’ll feel better. “Stop invading my mind.” He lurched to his feet, the room whirling around him. He held on to the arm of the couch for support. Don’t panic. There’s no mind manipulation here. Remember, Reagan, you’ve been on a two-day drinking marathon. You needed a good cleanup this morning. Get your head out of your ass, man, and move. This little person thing will go away once you wake up.
QuestionWhat kind of bear did Jinx say she noticed lurking outside the cabin? A. Grizzly B. A brown bear Leave your answer below for your chance to win a $5 Kindle, Nook or Smashwords gift card. Don’t forget to leave your email address so I can contact you. I’ll draw the winner using random.org. Only one comment per person necessary. And remember, you have up to three ways to win the big prize from all the bloggers participating in this hop. 1. Follow my blog. 2. Answer my question. 3. Leave a comment too. Do all three, and you'll receive three entries for your chance to win the big prize, a Kindle Fire. :)
Blog tourI’m in the middle of a blog tour for this book. I’d love to see you drop by at one or all of the blogs. You can find out the details here. I'll be at my pal Jodi Redford's blog on the 23rd and giving away a copy of Holiday Jinx at The Romance Studio Then on the 31st, I'll be continuing my blog tour at Novel Reflections. Good luck, happy hopping and happy holidays! For more blog hopping fun and prizes, head back to the blog hop site. Bio: Abbey MacInnis is a published author of Contemporary Western romance. Along with Contemporary, she writes Historical, Paranormal and erotic romance. Whether she’s being swept off her feet by a Medieval knight, regency rake, or cowboy or cop, her heroes are always strong men who’ll love their women unconditionally. On most days, Abbey can be found at her computer, penning her latest tale. A tale where love, respect, and passion combine to create a satisfying and happy ending. She invites you to step in to the pages of her romances, to leave your worries behind and get swept up in her world. Visit me on my website my blog Like me Follow me on Twitter See what I’m reading at Good Reads
Friday, December 14, 2012
Thanks for checking out my blog. :) I hope you're having fun with the hop. :) To celebrate my new Release, Holiday Jinx, I'm giving away a copy to one lucky commenter, gifting it to them through either Smashwords, Kindle or Nook, your choice. The winner will be pulled from Random.org. Only one entry per person, and please, please, please, don't forget to include your email address. :) I'm keeping this simple for you to win. :) First start by reading the excerpt: Run. Get out of here. Adrenaline pumped through Natalie’s system, but fear kept her riveted in place. Light from the bedroom spilled into the hallway and gleamed off broad, bronze shoulders and muscular thighs. The man stood about six foot three. From her vantage point, she noted his tight glutes and ripped biceps, an obvious indication he didn’t neglect his physical health. Natalie scrambled to find the courage to drag her gaze from his naked torso, up his wide chest, and farther still to his face that appeared like textured marble in the artificial light. She deduced he meant her no harm when he stumbled back against the bathroom doorway, his hands covering his ears. If he were some crazy person, he’d already be after me. What kind of robber would go around in the middle of a blizzard naked anyway? Her fright dissipated as she glimpsed his taut jaw set at a stubborn angle. He remained still with his shoulders back and legs spread. He crossed his arms and stared her down, his expression pinched. A hot, annoyed, naked guy was the last thing she expected to encounter in her cabin. She didn’t know who was more caught off guard. “What the hell are you doing here?” she demanded, taking another step back. A faint niggling of recognition stirred her brain cells. I can’t be right. Fate can’t so readily be handing me who I’m wanting to see, and in such a nicely presented package. He pushed his wavy blond hair from his furrowed brow and regarded her from deep, intense blue eyes. “God, am I still dreaming? I thought I was rid of you.” Dazed, she shook her head. This time, she was wrong. Fate had decided to help her out. This naked hottie was indeed Christopher Reagan. And what was he talking about? He was the intruder. “Um… No, I just got here.” That sounded like an apology. She hardened her voice. “Why are you in my cabin?” “He’s been waiting for you,” whispered that same voice she’d heard on the porch. This pulled Natalie’s attention from the naked guy. He wasn’t the one who had spoken. To be sure there wasn’t anyone else in the room, she scanned every corner. To her consternation, she found nothing. I must be going crazy. Or the resident ghost in this place is more active than I’d like. “Did you just hear something? A voice maybe?” she asked. He hesitated for a moment, blinking as he gaped at her. “Hear what? You screamed loud enough to burst an eardrum. That’s all I heard.” Maybe I’m more tired than I think. Hearing voices. Seeing naked men. Is this naked man real? At least he looked real, standing there in the flesh. The very sexy flesh. She struggled not to openly ogle him. He showed no such restraint as he perused her from her tangled, damp hair to her frozen toes, warming her blood. She turned away from that burning stare. Her heart rate slowed, but her anger rose as she saw the bottles and glasses on the floor and recognized that Reagan, the intruder, had apparently been making full use of her cabin. She flattened her lips into a hard snarl. “Who do you think you are? This is my cabin. With this mess,” she swept her arms wide, gesturing to the bottles, “you act like you own the place.” He tilted his head in that arrogant way that sent familiarity slamming through her. She’d seen that look before and hated it now as she had then. “I do own this place. Rather, my family does. I’m Christopher Reagan, and this is my uncle’s cabin.” She had yet to observe a look of acknowledgement in his eyes, though she’d rather pretend she hadn’t recognized Reagan at all. She’d traveled all this way to see him, but not unclothed and in her cabin. There was only so much of the man she could handle. She glared, angling her chin to meet his gaze. “I don’t care. I rented this cabin and paid a deposit. It’s mine for the weekend. “Who are you?” His demand ran roughshod over her frayed nerves. She passed her gaze over his angular jaw sprinkled with the dusting of a five-o’clock shadow to collide with his piercing stare that shackled her to the spot. Considering she was fresh from a breakup, she was surprised to find herself responding. All her feminine parts rumbled to life. He was so much more handsome up close, nothing like the sophisticated CEO she’d met months ago. Today, he appeared more reclusive and wild than polished and self-restrained. Of course, before he’d been wearing clothes. For a moment, she thought she’d imagined him standing there, an unwrapped holiday gift just for her. But then he’d spoken, knocking her from the dreamy cloud she’d been floating on. No angel was going to save her, especially if his name was Chris Ruthless Reagan. She hardened her stare. “I’m Natalie Burnes, Reagan. Remember me?” She cleared the huskiness from her throat. It didn’t have anything to do with wanting to attract him. It was just that traveling for hours without talking made her sound now like a phone-sex hotline operator in the mood for some nookie. The heat scorching her cheeks was only due to the cold, nothing more. “Surely you remember. We met some months ago when you came to L.A. for that meeting with my grandfather.” In the meeting, Reagan had worn his overconfidence like one of his tailored suits. And being that her grandfather was of that same disposition, Natalie’d known they’d clash. And they had. During that meeting, her grandfather had refused Reagan’s offer and stormed out, and the next day he’d named her CEO. Reagan yawned, his lids lowering. “Ah, yes, Natalie. The perky little elf who is Grandpa’s perfect assistant.” She ignored the barb, knowing he only wanted to get a rise out of her. If he knew her, an elf was the last thing he’d compare her to. When she was on a mission, she was like an Amazon ready for action, as her brother had once said. Now she was just a goddess who needed food and sleep—in that order. She did not need—really—this naked CEO. “Yes, it’s me.” She ramped up the wattage of her smile, since it only made him smirk more. “I was vice president then. I’m CEO now, as you very well know.” Natalie had learned in her dealings with hard men like him you could soften them more with sweetness than with a sour disposition. “Nice to see you again, Reagan.” He grimaced, rubbing his temple. “You’ve inherited a doozy of a company. But since you’re CEO, you probably already know that.” “We’re going through a tough time right now, but I’m confident things will improve.” “Glad to hear it, princess.” She cringed at the less-than-flattering nickname. “My condolence card went in the mail yesterday.” His cruel attitude didn’t offer much hope. “I’d rather it be one of encouragement. Or have you already lost interest?” He ducked into the bathroom then re-emerged pulling a pair of boxers over his lean hips and carrying a towel over his arm. Reagan pinched the bridge of his nose. His jawline hardened to steel. “You had to hunt me down here? You couldn’t just call or send an email?” He tossed her a glare. “A wonderful thing, technology. Use it.” “I tried several times to reach you without success.” She addressed him in a composed manner, as if he were one of her employees. However, she’d never add the brittle undertone she did now. His lips compressed as she continued, “Either your personal assistant isn’t worth the money you’re paying her or you’re ignoring me.” He looped the towel around his chest. “It’s the holiday. Your matter couldn’t wait?” “No. Why do you think I’m here? I wouldn’t come cross-country to track you down if it wasn’t urgent.” “I’m flattered that you’d come all this way just to see little ol’ me.” She bit her lip to keep from telling him what she thought of his snide remark and what he could do with his acerbic attitude. “I came all this way, and I rented a cabin. That should show you how important this is.” “I’m sure my uncle appreciates your business. But this doesn’t explain what you’re doing in my cabin. I should’ve double-checked to make sure I locked the door. Could’ve sworn it was secure. What the hell. Maybe it’s fate. You’re not the first person I’ve seen around here tonight.” Natalie cocked her head. He muttered that last. She couldn’t quite make out what he’d said. “What?” He glowered, rubbing the towel over his head. “Nothing.” He mumbled something again. His words were swallowed by the cloth. She didn’t have to wonder what he might’ve said. From the anger she heard in his tone, it sounded pretty brutal. She didn’t blame him one bit for being perturbed. He was the last person she wanted to see, too, but there was no help for it. He was her company’s only hope. When they’d had lunch after the failed meeting with her grandfather, Reagan had predicted that it wouldn’t be long until Enchanted Toys fell apart. She hadn’t believed a word he’d said. She’d barely been able to get through the meal without strangling him. She’d sworn that they would make a success of the business on their own. So far, that success had been fleeting. She needed his help, but not yet. She needed more time to talk with her remaining investors, to convince them to stay with her company. And to receive his assurance that he’d stop buying her shares. She needed to do what she could to bring back those investors Reagan had bought out from under her. She couldn’t do that if he took over. Because if he intervened too soon, she’d fail before she could have a chance to succeed. Coming here to him made her feel like she’d not only crammed her foot down her throat but had swallowed a jumbo-sized, bitter pill to boot because Reagan wouldn’t let her forget her vow of months before. He had been right all along. Now, with the holiday season approaching, Enchanted Toys was minus a few major investors and a few key managers. “If I would’ve know you’d be staying here,” she spread her arms wide, indicating the cabin, “I would’ve found some other accommodations. Funny how we’d run in to each other this way. Fate just made finding you so much easier. I took a chance you’d be staying at this resort. I just didn’t expect to see you in the flesh literally.” Seeing the vehement displeasure sparking in his gaze sent her hopping back a half step. “So not only are you trespassing, you’re stalking me too?” She tilted her chin, giving him glare for glare. “How else was I supposed to find you? You’ve been ignoring me since L.A. I didn’t have any other choice.” “No one stays here other than me.” She arched a brow at his superior tone. “I didn’t notice your name carved in the door. The girl at the lodge didn’t mention that anyone was using this cabin before she handed over the key. I reserved a cabin in plenty of time for the holiday. I just happened to get the last one that was available. This one.” “Damn Susie,” he grumbled. “Useless new employees. She should have known I’d be using my cabin this week.” He gestured to the window. “Nothing I can do about it now, with a blizzard coming in.” The ferocious scowl he aimed out the window made her glad Susie wasn’t around. She was glad the weather impeded him from heading outdoors. Poor Susie would lose her job for daring to inconvenience the spoiled CEO. But that meant she was trapped here too…and with him, no les Now, just leave a comment below and tell me what your plans are for the holiday. :) Good luck and happy holidays! :) I’m in the middle of a blog tour for this book. I’d love to see you drop by at one or all of the blogs. You can find out the details heere! I'm participating in another blog hop from December 17-19 right here. So come back and see what I'm giving away and see what major prize is up for grabs from all the participating bloggers and how you could win it. I’ll be at Jodi Redford’s blog on the 23rd and giving away a copy of Holiday Jinx at The Romance Studio If you'd like to learn more about Holiday Jinx, keep reading. Check out the book trailer. Blurb: It’s the most wonderful time of the year…unless you’re single and lonely. Jinx—one of Santa’s elves—is in trouble with the Big Guy. She’s been charged with bringing holiday happiness to Christopher Ragan, CEO of Wondrous Toys. It’s a big job especially when he’s more attached to the bottom of a bottle than helping his fellow man. She’s got enough trouble without spilling the secrets of the North Pole, but then along comes Natalie Burnes, a newbie CEO of Enchanted Toys and in trouble of a hostile takeover from Christopher’s company. The woman literally crashes Christopher’s vacation plans in a tucked away Michigan cabin---and the sparks start flying. As if Jinx’s job of matchmaking the toy makers isn’t hard enough, she’s got to stay one step ahead of the North Pole patrol and keep out of sight of the humans. No way is she gonna screw up and lose her magic again. If the humans can’t find happiness and love by Christmas, Jinx forfeits her chance of seeing her true love too. What’s an elf to do? Buy it at Itunes, Smashwords, Amazon, And Barnes& Noble. Thanks again for stopping by. Go back to the main blog site for more fun.
Monday, December 3, 2012
I'm so excited for the blog tour for Holiday Jinx to begin. The main tour runs from 12/10-21. All blog dates and blog stops can be found here. I'm giving away a prize on each stop, but I have a fun tour wide prize if you follow my tour. What follows is a list of authors and the holiday titles they've agreed to generously donate. These titles will be placed in a zipped folder, so there's no need for shipping with this prize. Keep checking back here because there's more authors and books to come. Tonya Kappes donating a copy of her Grandbeerry Falls box set Sandra Sookoo donating a copy of A Christmas Interlude. Cindy Spencer Pape donating a copy of Yuletide Enchanement. David Russell donating a copy of Selfs Blossom. Robin Covington donating a copy of A Night of Southern Comfort and Secret Santa Baby. Jane Beckenham donating a copy of To Kiss An Angel and He's the One. Jodi Redford donating a copy of Checking It Twice. Stacey Joy Netzel donating a copy of Romancing Wisconsin Holiday Box set. And yours truly donating a copy of Holiday Jinx Thank you again to the authors for donating your books. :) I hope to see you on my tour! Good luck and happy holidays! :)
Monday, November 26, 2012
As many of you know, or might not know for that matter, I'm a co-instructor at Author E.M.S. I don't use my pen name however, but it's me. :) This site is a great site for all authors to bookmark. I'm not saying that just because I work with the amazing and awesome Amy Atwell. AEMS is Amy's baby. It's a site where you can learn to treat your writing like a business. This isn't a place to mention craft as important as it is. :) We discuss all things related to becoming a publisher if you choose to self-publish and how to set up a business period. There are resources for locating freelancers, how to obtain and ISBN, how to register it and the copyright of your book. There are links on promoting your books, on effectively using social media and loads of other information in the library. It could take you hours to browse through it. Good thing there's an awesome search feature. :) It's so important for me to stress that Author E.M.S. isn't a place just for indie authors, but for all authors. Whether you write fiction or nonfiction, are an indie author or a New York Times bestseller, we have something for every author. :) There are also other services provided by Author E.M.S., such as Apple formating and uploading service for those who wish to upload directly to the iTunes store. You can also pay a fee to receive month-long access to a searchable reviewer database of over eight hundred reviewers. Then of course, are the workshops we offer. These services won't break the bank. Becoming a member of the site is fre! :) You'll be able to access the library of over one hundred helpful links that will lead you to dozens of sites. Coming up in January, we're hosting our four-week course, Intro To Self-publishing. Here's the info. Course Details Self-publishing provides an amazing opportunity for authors to take control of their own publishing career. It’s also a lot of hard work. This four-week lecture series and discussion group is designed to teach students about the process of self-publishing books digitally and in print. When an author chooses to self-publish a book, it means supervising the production and distribution process. We’ll cover all the basics from the perspective of building a successful, long-runninng business: basics of self-employment models: sole proprietor, LLC, corporation protecting your privacy if you write under a pseudonym registering copyright obtaining ISBNs and when they’re necessary finding and working with freelance editors, formatters and cover artists distributing directly to retailers vs using aggregators or publishing services where and how to sell your book building a basic timeline and budget best practices for building your self-published book is self-publishing really for you? Goals For students to gain a clearer understanding of how to self-publish For students to take ownership of their publishing career path For students to gain perspective on the financial and artistic reasons to choose self-publishing For students to gain knowledge and tools to help them embark on self-publishing their work For students to discover trustworthy resources for further research Specifics Dates: January 6—February 2, 2013 Taught by Amy Atwell and Kelli Finger Cost: $20 payable by PayPal or check The class will take place on a Yahoo loop. Lectures will be posted to the group and in the files section. Registrants will receive an invitation to the group after they’ve completed the registration process (after January 1st). To register and pay with PayPal, please submit payment via PayPal. You’ll then be directed to our class registration page. Safari browser may be incompatible with PayPal. Go go here to register. If you want to find out more about the one-week intensive class we're offering in February where we'll evaluate students Virtual Online Real Estate, VREA, and provide suggestions for improving and streamlining your social media interaction. Go here. And to find out more about our four-week course we're offering in March on creating a book launch plan, go here. See you in class!
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Yes, I do. :) It isn't just preparing and consuming all the delicious food, both traditional and new that I love. It's spending time with my relatives. I have cousins that i don't see but once or twice per year, and that's during the holidays. I'm an admitted foodie. :) There's just something about sitting around a table passing dishes you've put your heart and energy in to preparing. :) Seeing those you love enjoy what you've put so much love in to making brings me a great deal of happiness. :) When it comes to holiday dishes, I love the traditional favorites, pumpkin pie for instance. If I don't have a piece for Thanksgiving dinner, I feel like somethng's missing. How about you? What's your favorite dishes you must have during this time of year? Leave a comment for a chance to win a copy of my new release, Holiday Jinx from either Smashwords Kindle or Nook Don't forget to leave your email address so I can contact you. I'll draw the winner using Random.org. Contest ends midnight, Sunday, November 25. Good luck! Holiday Jinx blurb: It’s the most wonderful time of the year…unless you’re single and lonely. Jinx—one of Santa’s elves—is in trouble with the Big Guy. She’s been charged with bringing holiday happiness to Christopher Ragan, CEO of Wondrous Toys. It’s a big job especially when he’s more attached to the bottom of a bottle than helping his fellow man. She’s got enough trouble without spilling the secrets of the North Pole, but then along comes Natalie Burnes, a newbie CEO of Enchanted Toys and in trouble of a hostile takeover from Christopher’s company. The woman literally crashes Christopher’s vacation plans in a tucked away Michigan cabin---and the sparks start flying. As if Jinx’s job of matchmaking the toy makers isn’t hard enough, she’s got to stay one step ahead of the North Pole patrol and keep out of sight of the humans. No way is she gonna screw up and lose her magic again. If the humans can’t find happiness and love by Christmas, Jinx forfeits her chance of seeing her true love too. What’s an elf to do?