Monday, October 28, 2013

Maxwell August, Libby Griffin and Grand Lake St. Mary's

Lighthouse at the northwest corner of Grand Lake St. Mary's
(located in Celina, Ohio)
When I was a kid my parents would occasionally take us to Grand Lake St. Mary's for a day of swimming and fun. Those were special times etched forever in my memory. I was fortunate to get reacquainted with the lake the past two summers and I felt the same magic I did back then. I've fallen in love with the lake all over again. 
There is something calming about rippling waves that crash into the shoreline. It's hypnotizing and romantic. Imagine a hot summer morning, a cup of coffee and the sun rising above the water, or a campfire under a starry sky with the sound of water slapping the rocks. 

Last autumn, I walked through the campground on the south side of the lake, admiring the reds, oranges and yellows of changing leaves and a story popped into my head. I pictured two people who needed to get away from the grunge going on in their lives. They each chose the privacy of a cabin on Grand Lake in the off-season to try to regroup. With months of quiet solitude they would heal from their mistakes and chart their futures. Neither one wanted to be bothered. 
Introducing: Libby Griffin and Maxwell August.
Here is their story:
Fashion designer Libby Griffin has had the week from hell--terminated from her job and heart-wrenching news from the doctor. Hoping for time alone to regroup, Libby rents a cabin on Grand Lake St. Mary's for five months. Right away she meets the most irritating man on the planet, who also happens to be drop-dead delicious.

Recently divorced author Maxwell August has a book due, and his muse has gone into hiding. With a chip on his shoulder, his writing in stuck-mode, he heads to the lake only to encounter a monumental distraction with blonde hair and hazel eyes.

Will these two right-brainers allow the off-the-charts attraction brewing between them to grow? Or deny it to focus on the things they think are more important and miss a chance at forever?
     "Watch what you're doing." Mr. August still looked like he wanted to bite her head off.
     Libby squared her shoulders. "I was here first." He'd shooed her away twenty minutes ago and was trying to do it again in the grocery. She matched him frown for frown.
     "Maybe so, but you can't stand there for ten minutes reading the side of the carton."
     "I can take as long as I need." She'd only been there a minute or two. Clearly the man had no concept of time.
     "You're holding everyone up."
     Libby looked around. There was no one else waiting for her to move. She took a half-step away from the juice and motioned for him to go at it.
     "Seriously?" He crossed his arms at his chest.
     How much room did he need? Libby stayed exactly where she was and they engaged in a childish game of who would blink first. In the span of those few seconds, her subconscious filtered more information. Actually, it poked her hard enough to make her the first to blink -- while this guy was a giant pain, he had a voice that was part gravel, part silk. She'd missed it when they spoke at the cabin, now it was all she could focus on; well, that and his scent. Libby tried not to breathe him in. His musky fragrance floated in front of her nose until she had no choice but to take a few whiffs.
     A momentary look of amusement raced across his features, like he knew she was taking stock of him. A low growl formed in the pit of Libby's stomach and she was close to hitting him with her cart. "Are you stalking me?" Oh my God, she didn't say that, did she?
     Maxwell narrowed his eyes so tight they almost closed. "You wish."
** If you would like to experience the romance, conflict and adventure of Max and Libby at Grand Lake St. Mary's, you can find it on Amazon
May your days be filled with joy and romance and special places that bring you peace!

~ Jan 


Tuesday, October 15, 2013


Mackenzie Crowne
Exciting and proficient author, Mackenzie Crowne is my guest today! She comes to us with her newest contemporary romance, That Dating Thing! and an interview.
Mac, I follow you on Facebook, Twitter and on The Wild Rose Press Yahoo loop. In all of those venues your adventurous and upbeat personality shines through. Where does that spunky disposition come from?
Spunky? Ha! I like that. First, let me thank you for inviting me to visit with you today. You're a total sweetie. Second, before I forget to mention it, my lighthearted, honky tonk contemporary romance, A Song for Sophie, is FREE to download now through Saturday on Amazon. Whoot! Feel free to share the link folks.
Okay, spunky. Hmm. Well, I think of myself as a "The glass is half full" kind of girl. The world is full of potential adventures just waiting for me to discover them. That comes from having an incredibly loving family. Dad and Mom were awesome parents, instinctively employing the perfect balance of faith, discipline, and pure silliness. The result was a houseful of happy, healthy, empowered spirits. I can't recall a day when my seven siblings and I weren't completely confident in the knowledge we are loved. With that kind of upbringing, it's hard not to be upbeat.
What did you do before you became a writer?
I learned how to ride a bike without training wheels. *grins* Sorry, couldn't resist, but seriously, I can't remember a time when I didn't write. Just don't ask me where those earliest stories are. I have a hard enough time keeping track of my cell phone. Becoming an that's different. It took a bout with breast cancer to shove me toward the publishing world. I figured I'd beat the demon cancer, it was time to shoot for my dream. I'm so glad I finally did.
Has your life changed a lot since you published your first book?
Other than being much busier with the added hours promotion requires, not really. Life here at "The Testosterone Ranch" remains as chaotic as it's always been and yet I still find ways to sneak off and give life to the voices in my head.
When you're working on a scene and you know what you want to happen but the words are being stubborn, what do you do to make your muse behave?
I introduce a new character into the mix and throw up a scene taking everyone in a direction contrary to where we'd been headed. These scenes and characters don't often make it into the final cut, but they shake up the creative process when my muse is being stubborn.
You have several books under your belt so you know how the writing and publishing world goes. Do you have any words of wisdom you'd like to share with newly published or aspiring authors? Anything you would do differently?
     1.  The standard answer to the question is also true. Keep        
          writing. Practice makes perfect, after all.
     2.  Cultivate friendships with other authors. They are in the same
          boat as you and in many cases have already made mistakes you 
          want to avoid. Which leads me to #3.

     3.  Don't be afraid to ask questions. I don't know about other genres,
          but romance writers are among the most generously helpful
          people I've ever met. Ask a question of five romance authors,
          odds are you'll get five great answers.

As for what I would do differently, I would start building active social media platforms as soon as possible. The moment you sign your first contract, you're going to discover how much you need them. Why not have them up and running before you do?

You've penned: Gift of the Realm, Where Would You Like Your Nipple?, A Song for Sophie, The Billionaire's Con, and now, That Dating Thing. Could you share the blurb and perhaps an excerpt?


The daughter of Wall Street's most notorious stock swindler, dog trainer Rylee Pierce has perfected the art of flying beneath society's radar. Prosecutor Cooper Reed is a threat to her carefully hidden truths, but how is a woman supposed to resist a man capable of handling a psychotic Great Dane while charming her out of her panties before she has the chance to blink?


     "People rarely come out of this kind of thing on friendly terms."

     "This kind of thing?" He continued to advance.

     "We're connected through Sil and Elliott. I don't want to see them caught in the middle when thing, or whatever it is you're after, ends."

     "This dating thing?"

     "Or whatever it is you're after," she repeated. As he closed the distance, she stepped back and bumped up against the shark cage. She slapped her spread fingers against his chest to prevent him from coming any closer. "I'm not in the market for a relationship right now."

     "Then we don't have a problem, because neither am I." He brushed a fingertip over the perfect skin of her cheekbone. "So, here's what I suggest."

     Her eyelids fluttered, pupils dilating, and reluctant temptation replaced the wariness in her dark orbs. Still, she kept a defensive hand on his chest.

     "If you insist on negotiating when I've already explained my concerns," she said, holding his gaze, "I'd rather you didn't touch me."

     He checked the urge to kiss her at the artless admission of finding his touch disturbing. Instead, he moved his hand to the cage beside her head. He wrapped his fingers around the metal bar and dipped his head, bringing his face closer to hers. She blinked but held her ground, boldly meeting his gaze.

     "I propose we get to know one another," he pressed. "A few dinners. Maybe a show, or a ball game or two if you like. We find out what makes each other tick."

     "Hmmm." Her mouth moved into a smirk. "Five seconds ago you were talking a meal. Now it's a few dinners and a ball game or two. At this rate we'll be jetting off to Vegas by the end of the week."

     She didn't try to stop him when he took the final step that brought their bodies within inches of each other. "Has anyone ever accused you of being a wiseass?"

     Head cocked as though considering the question, her mouth quivered on a smile. "Nope."

     "How about a liar?"

     She lost the battle with the smile and her low laugh sent a lash of desire whipping across his midsection. He did what he'd wanted to do since arriving at his father's condo days ago. Leaning in, he took...

By the way, Mac, you have a very cool blog! Folks, you can check out Mac's Mad Mania blog at:

You can also follow her at:

Amazon Author Page
FaceBook Author Page
Twitter @maccrowne

Monday, October 7, 2013

Barbara Edwards' Journey of the Magi! #free #kindle today

Today I welcome Wild Rose Press author, Barbara Edwards! Her book, Journey of the Magi, is free on Amazon for the next five days and I thought it would be great to help her celebrate!

Barbara Edwards
Writing a holiday romance was a new adventure for me. I normally create dark, edgy stories with a paranormal flavoring. Journey of the Magi is a sweet romance with cute children, a scruffy dog, a winter blizzard and two people avoiding love. Just the read for a cozy winter night in front of the fire.
Here's the opportunity to have a lot of new readers find that they like the way I write. It's enough to make me shiver with fear. I admit that I love to write and I enjoy having a reader say s/he liked my book. The closest I can come in my other life is when someone admires my child. It is similar. Both are my creations.
Widow Noel Martin never breaks promises, and she promised her kids they'd have Christmas at her childhood home in Connecticut. But driving across country takes money. Noel is broke when a snowstorm blows them into a tiny Minnesota café owned by a man who can change her mind. She accepts his offer of a job. Despite her attraction to him, she makes it clear she is only temporary help.
Dan Longstreet isn't adopting any more strays, but he needs a waitress. Dan works so hard to make his café a success, he doesn't have time for love. Though Noel's slender blonde beauty stuns him and her two adorable children tug at his heart, he denies how they threaten to change his life.
When tragedy strikes, their new-found love is the first victim. Noel can't stay and Dan can't leave. Will their journey be the gift that reunites them?
Please follow, friend or like Barbara! She loves to hear from readers.


Sunday, October 6, 2013


Prompted by love, guilt and desire to own their own business, the Dawson triplets enter into a contract that will change their lives forever!

** Sweet Christmas romance without the spicy love scenes **

(Coming soon to an e-reader near you!)

Cover art by: Tugboat Design