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Thursday, March 24, 2016

An Old Manuscript Named POSSESSION

Hey yo! I meant to post this sooner, but we had a big winter storm come through up here in MI and we were without power (and internet!) for what seemed like a really really long time. As much as I love apocalypse TV/Movies, I do not want to know what it’s like to live in one. No Netflix? No internet? NO HEAT? No thank you.

But back to business! I’m gearing up to share an old manuscript I’m revisiting and I’m inviting readers to join in the fun! It’s a paranormal romance called POSSESSION and there will definitely be hot guys involved. (Like that one ---->)

This manuscript is very dear to me. It's one of the first books I wrote (and completed) that I really fell in love with, and that I thought might be *the one*. You know what I mean. Turned out it wasn't the one, but I still feel like it has something special, despite its flaws and weaknesses. I would like to pull it out of that drawer and dust it off and maybe do something with it someday. 

To get there, I’m trying something a little bit different --- I'm using a new iOS app to share the manuscript with a selected group of readers, so you can tell me what you think before I start a round of revisions. If you're interested, I’m including the sign-up link below! Spots are filling up quickly, so if you want to join in, hit up that link before midnight on March 25th!

I look forward to hearing what you guys think. :-)




Jenn

Thursday, May 21, 2015

What kind of prize do you prefer?

First of all, new site design! Most of the hard lifting has been done, but I still need to update a few pages. For now, though, what do you guys think? I tried to make it cleaner and easier to navigate. Hopefully that's true?

Now, for the purpose of this post!

I'm planning a big contest/giveaway this summer, and I'm curious to hear what you guys would prefer as a prize. I know we all love books, but sometimes books perhaps aren't enough for the amount of work that goes into a contest. And there will be work involved (mwahahahahah!). But hopefully it'll be fun work! 

With that said, if you have a minute, please pick an option in the poll below and let me know what sort of prize your heart most desires. I will not at all be offended if you do not pick books signed by the author. :-) And if you have further suggestions for giveaways/prizes, or want to add a thought as to why you picked what you did, leave a comment! I will definitely be reading and responding. 



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Books signed by the author
Books! Any book! All the books!
Critique on your work-in-progress
Exclusive swag
Dolla bills, yo
Other
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Wednesday, August 6, 2014

A REBORN Excerpt

A while back, someone asked me on Twitter to post an excerpt of REBORN. Of course, I said yes. Because I love sharing teasers! I had planned on posting this back when that dear, sweet reader asked for an excerpt, but I've been having website issues and just now fixed it. Or it seems to be fixed. If you have any issues posting comments or navigating on here, please tweet me or email!

So to celebrate getting the site back up and running, and to do what I promised I'd do, I'm posting an excerpt of REBORN from Nick's point-of-view. This takes place early in the book, and you'll see Nick has gotten himself in a bit of trouble. I really did love writing Nick. He was sometimes unpredictable. Sometimes so kind and caring it hurt. I seriously can't wait for you all to read REBORN.

All right, here we go!

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Anna gave me a shove. "Sit down so I can take a look at your injuries." All trace of the earlier panic was gone, leaving only her exasperation, and a driving need to take care of something that was broken. Unfortunately, that something was me.
"You don't have to—"
"I know I don't have to." Her jaw tensed. "Sit down."
I closed the toilet seat and sat, feeling the ache of the fight settling into my joints. I needed pain killers. Maybe something stronger than OTC.
"Where's Sam?" I asked.
"In town, filling the gas cans."
"Cas?"
She bent down to fish out the first aid kit from beneath the sink. "He went running about a half hour ago." She unzipped the kit on the vanity top and started tearing into gauze packs. I caught her hand mid tear and she glared over at me.
"Stop," I said. "Don't waste the supplies. A rag will do."
She frowned, but didn't argue, and switched over to a rag she dug out of the closet. She wetted it down and came over to me, hunching so we were face to face.
Her blond hair was braided, and it hung over her shoulder, tied off with a black rubber band. Dark shadows painted the skin beneath her eyes. She hadn't been sleeping well lately. Flashbacks and old demons haunting her out of bed. I could relate. None of us really slept well, except for Cas. Cas could sleep through an air raid.
Anna cleaned the blood from my face, and the open wound on the side of my eye, working with the methodic confidence of a professional, even though she wasn't.
"Why do you keep doing this?" she mumbled.
I scowled. "Why do you keep asking?"
Another frown. It was her default expression with me.
"What's going on, Nick? Is it more flashbacks?"
Yes.
I looked past her at the towel hanging from the towel rack. It used to be brown. Now it was a faded mud color.
I saw a flash of a girl and I slammed my eyes shut.
I kept seeing her. The same girl. And every time I did, she was shaking. No, not shaking. Trembling.

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