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Since the day I began taking writing seriously, I've daydreamed about the release of my debut novel. Now it's happening for real. It is nothing like I imagined. It is so much more. It is   more BUSY  than I imagined. Promotion, preparations for my first ever signing, emails with my fabulous publicist, interviews and blog posts for my virtual tour.... WOW! It is more EXCITING than I imagined. Preliminary reviews from prominent critics and book bloggers have been pouring in. People on Goodreads are adding MY book to their lists. Friends, family and acquaintances are cheering me on with sincerity that brings me to happy tears. It is more SURREAL than I imagined. Holy wow! I have a book coming out! It has a gorgeous cover, I got to hold it in my hand. Posters and bookmarks, dude! People are reading it! R.L. Stine tweeted about it! (He was amused by the title.) Authors I admire, old and new favorites, are offering encouragement and support! I'm still afraid I'

So many reader events to choose from during the year--from the insanely busy mega-conventions to the quiet and intimate smaller venues. Here are just a few ...I'm looking forward to att ending the following events this year. I've already received my meg a -book order for RT, so be sure to arrive early before the books and giveaways are all gone. If you're going, please look for me! I love chatting with readers :) Barbara Vey’s 2nd Annual Reader Appreciation Luncheon April 27th, 2013 10am-3pm Crown Plaza Hotel, 6401 South 13th Street, Milwaukee, WI 53221.  I’m delighted to have been asked to sponsor a table…and am planning the goodies right now Here’s the link http://barbaraveyreaders.com/     RT Book Lover's Convention 5/1-5/5/13 ~Sheraton City @ Crowne Center, Kansas City, MO. Here's the link: https://www.rtconvention.com/register Some of the things I'll be doing during RT: Pre-convention: I'll be at the Kansas City Public

Up until a couple of years ago, if someone said the word  "pirate" I would automatically think of super-hot Johnny Depp. I don't care if he has funky teeth, he's dishy. However, since I've had the good fortune to be a published author, there's a far less sexy kind of pirate out there---the eBook pirate.  This is when someone takes an eBook and posts it on a "file sharing" site so that others can download it for free. Not cool. It's not the same as passing a friend the paperback you just enjoyed. When you hand someone an actual book they are the only person reading it.  Don't get me wrong. All of us authors love it when you share your excitement about our books, that's how things catch on. However, when someone posts an eBook on one of these pirate sites, anyone on the planet with internet access can download it. This translates to thousands upon thousands of dollars stolen from every author and publisher. So not cool. The go

by Leah Hultenschmidt, Senior It’s that time of year, folks!   Conference season is practically upon us.   My colleague Deb Werksman is heading to the Pike’s Peak conference in Colorado in a few weeks, and that same weekend I’ll at the Washington Romance Writers Retreat , which I’m super excited about.   A few short weeks after that we’ll have the team in Kansas City for the Romantic Times Booklovers Convention .   And, of course, we’ll also be at the nationalRWA conference in July.   Whew! We’re starting to work on presentations now, and I want to know what YOU want to know .   This is your chance: ask me anything in the comment section below.   I'll be responding for the next week. Look forward to seeing you!

Have you ever tried to grow orchids? They're gorgeous, but I haven't had any success with growing them in the house.  But just think how these beautiful flowers grow everywhere in the rainforest!  25,000-30,000 varieties. :)  Some are truly fragrant. Think of how it would be, winding your way through the rainforest and seeing these growing in the trees wild.  Solid? Speckled? :) You know what waterfalls are for, right??? :) Don't you love when something fun reminds you of something fun every time you see it? Like a waterfall in a particular rainforest jungle? :) So I just had to get a picture of it, so I could envision, well...jungle cats beneath the waterfall. Ah...those were the days. If you read Savage Hunger--you know what I mean--beyond the jungle are orchids and parrots and monkeys and Maya Anderson serving as a jaguar guard while you and Connor are... Well behind the waterfall...it's left up to your imagination.  Wouldn'

by Samantha Grace I might as well face it; I’m addicted to love. (Thank you, Robert Palmer, for helping me to see the truth about myself.) It’s true, though. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been in love with love. I wasn’t even in school yet when I became glued to the TV watching The Dating Game . And The Newlywed Game ? OMG!!! It was my favorite. Later there was The Love Connection and my most recent obsession is The Bachelor/Bachelorette . Yes, I’ll proudly say I’m a fan of these shows, because ultimately I WANT everyone to have their HEA. I figure finding that perfect person can happen anyplace, so why not a show? It doesn’t mean I think the set-up is magical, but it makes a great story when it works out. I think I might have been a matchmaker in a previous life. How perfect that I became a romance writer, right? The other things I enjoy are those quizzes you find in magazines. Love quizzes are the best! So, I decided to mash together two of my fa

Dave and me, hanging @ The Experience Music Project, Seattle Anyone who knows me knows that I'm a massive Dave Grohl fangirl. (Grohl was the drummer for Nirvana, and created Foo Fighters.)  So when I heard Dave was keynoting South By Southwest 2013, I blocked out an hour on my day job's Outlook calendar so I could watch the webcast uninterrupted. Dave didn't disappoint. In an f-bomb-laden, highly personal speech, and sporting ridiculously sexy reading glasses, Dave brought us along on his personal journey, one in which he was inspired by punk music, protected his independence, and developed and nurtured his individual voice. Voice. It's an aspect of art that musicians and writers share. It's a tone, or a worldview, that makes a piece of work - or a body of work - belong uniquely to its creator.    "There is no right or wrong, there is only your voice. Cherish it. Respect it. Nurture it. Challenge it. Stretch it and scream until it's (exple

Seems like a lot of us have been writing about Spring here on the Casablanca blog, but I'm beginning to think we aren't going to have one, mainly because we had Spring last Fall. Remember when the rains finally came and the weather stayed warm into December, and then suddenly, it was winter? That's my prediction for this Spring/Summer season. One day, we'll be wearing our winter coats, and the next, we'll be in shorts. It all evens out eventually. Maybe not the way we want it to, but then, we've never had much control over Mother Nature, unless you want to count global warming, which is more pervasive than the day to day stuff. I've already had my book release for the year, so I don't have anything to pimp, but I'm still getting reviews of Wildcat , most of which have been favorable. Next up is a self-pubbed contemporary erotic romance trilogy, and I hope to have the first one up by the end of April. I know a lot of people who've been able to

My critique partner says, "Don't throw away a scene. You never know when it might be useful." Well, for my latest book, Flirting Under a Full Moon (coming April 2,) a lot of scenes were taken out...but not thrown away. It looks like this one might be useful as a blog! This is the scene where werewolf Nick meets vampire Anthony. Anthony ran to the altercation as quickly as humanly possible. Until he knew what kind of creatures of the night these three were, showing his vampiric speed could be dangerous, since paranormals were still in the closet, at least in this part of the world. He reached them just in time. The big guy clenched his fists and shook as if ready to let loose on the other two. He looked as if he could tear them to shreds with his bare hands, if he wanted to. The street light glinted off metal blades in the other guys’ hands. Anthony forced his way between them. “Hold on,” he said in a commanding tone. “I’ve got this,” the big guy said. “