Friday, December 30, 2011


Happy New Year! Can't believe 2011 is almost over. Been a good year. I like this time of year. Reflect back and look forward.

2011 I believe brought a turn in my writing career. 2011 brought Whispers of a Legend to life. Finally I truly feel like an author, not just a writer. I have greatly enjoyed my venture into the INDIE realm. So much so that I have more planned than just the WHISPERS OF A LEGEND series. I have a paranormal/ historical romance set to be released early 2012, DAUGHTER OF DECEIT.

2012! I have so much planned for 2012. I have THE JUDAS KISS set to be released in January with Whiskey Creek Press. I'm so excited for the whole TIDES OF CHARLESTON series! In May, THE PROMISE will be released; followed in September with ANOTHER NIGHT FALLS.

I have a plan for WHISPERS OF A LEGEND, also. I'm caving with Amazon. I found the reason why WHISPERS OF A LEGEND, PART ONE-SHADOWS OF THE PAST didn't go free on Amazon. Amazon began a program called Amazon Select. You have to sign your book with them for the first 90 days. In turn, they give you certain benefits including letting your book go free at times. So I'm going to give it a try. I have a new book almost complete, Daughter of Deceit. With Vision of Destiny being released at the end of January, 2012 looks to be a busy year!

Remember the December contest won't end until tomorrow night. A start to a new year, a new road to follow... Happy New Year!

Sunday, December 25, 2011


My wish for you is for a very merry Christmas. I hope the holidays hold everything your heart desires.

Everyone in my house is sleeping a the moment. It's funny because time flies. Not so long ago, there were Christmases where at this moment, all the Christmas presents from Santa would have already been opened. My kids would have had us up at the crack of dawn. My hubbie and I blurry eyed, watched while the kids rushed down the stairs to discover what Santa had brought. I miss those magical days.

Yes, I believe in magic. I believe in the magic held in the eyes of a child when they open up their present to discover their hearts desires. Last night over at my in-laws, my nephew made my Christmas because he was so excited I got him a little aquarium set up. He wanted his parents to stop at the pet store on the way home to pick out his fish.

But I have to say, I also enjoyed my own children when we got home. They are older now. I have one out of college, one in, and one that will be college next year. I loved the way they laughed and mingled together giving each other their gifts. In time I realize this too I'll miss. Everything goes in cycles.

I need to enjoy this phase also because the next one is just around the corner. The phase where my children will go where life takes them. Jobs, marriage, relationships, life...means there will come a time when we might not all be together.

So I wish for all the magic of Christmas. The magic of being together...remembering the ties that bind us to each other. Merry Christmas!

Saturday, December 17, 2011


Shadows of the Past
Whispers of a Legend

A reminder today that Whispers of a Legend, Part One- Shadows of the Past is Free! Know anyone that's bought a Nook for Christmas...add Whispers of a Legend, Part One- Shadows of the Past to their library. Simple and easy. Ipad...add it to their library. You can on Amazon, but it's...still not free....$.99 over on Amazon. Not bad, but not free! But Shadows of the Past is FREE everywhere else.

Also, remember both Barnes and Noble and Amazon allow you to send ebooks as gifts. Know a reader someone who would appreciate a good book- it's a simple thoughtful gift that all you need is someone's email. (Just make sure- I know over on Amazon they have to have an Amazon account.)

Whispers of a Legend, Part Two-The Path Now Turned is now available. Whispers of a Legend, Part Three- Vision of Destiny- Coming soon- February, 2012!

The reviews have come back on Whispers of a Legend....

"What an emotionally gripping story. I love the protagonist strength. She endures much for the safety of her family and her sense of duty. She is denied her birthright but keeps her brother and sister's needs above her own. Her grandfather seems to have a plan to keep her hidden from the world to harness her power but only alienates her more. I'm thoroughly impressed with this series already. I hope the 3rd installment comes soon!"

"This book had me captivated from the very beginning! Can't wait for the next one. Love a good series."

"Highly recommend it! Addictive!"

"I want more. The book was none stop. I don't want to ruin it for anyone, but the book takes a turn I wasn't expecting. I can't wait for the next one!"

The Path Now Turned
Find out why everyone loves the series...


Let the Legend begin...

The legend, they say, is whispered within the winds along the magnificent Preda Mountain Range, the words and deeds never to be forgotten of the Time of the Nuxvenom, a time when the Sordarins crushed the impending threat, the dreaded Asmeodai, and once more Scarladin was safe. The mighty Sordarins, rulers of the sky! No, the Sordarins have slept well over the years secure in their knowledge the Great One watches over them, knowing the legends holds a mighty warrior will emerge if threatened again, born with a destiny only to defend their world. But subtle changes have emerged. Little by little fear beings to resurface that their world, their very existence is once again threaten. They look to the skies anxiously awaiting their warrior; questioning perchance if the Great One has forgotten them. I know this how? For I am the one born to defend their world. I, Kela Calledwdele, was born a Euchoun. I am their warrior.

So starts this epic fantasy...Whispers of a Legend saga. Kela Calledwdele was born with a destiny, a Euchoun with only one purpose in protect. Torn between two worlds, Kela soon discovers she is the hope of both. Now she must find the courage to face the destiny fate has dictated to her.

Kela has always known what path in life she would follow. She was born a Euchoun. Half Witheleghean, a passive peaceful race where magic runs freely and the other half, Sordarin, a valiant warrior race of hawkmen who rule the sky, she knows well her parents gave the ultimate sacrifice to give her a chance to live. Yet, in so doing, they have left Kela unprepared to face the dangers that await her. Her instincts are to protect and in this she does, but in so doing it leads her into a world where she knows not whom to trust. In time her power matures and grows stronger when she bonds with a Sordarin warrior, Cono. She learns well why she holds the power. An evil as no other before, Asmeodai, has emerged but all is not what it seems as a dark cloak encompasses her family. Betrayal, distrust, treachery leaves Kela alone. She is torn by her desire for Cono and the purpose, the path, she has been given to follow. And when another emerges within her world, one who seemly wants only to help her along her path, she is pulled further away from her Sordarin.

Monday, December 12, 2011

Christmas Binge with Books

Christmas over on Novel Works! The next two weeks will be filled with books and more books. Don't you love a picture of a Christmas tree made of books!

I wanted to do blogs with my characters in Whispers, but I decided to wait until after the holidays. Need have more time than I have at the moment.

Today's song is Little Drummer Boy by Bing Crosby and Davie Bowie.
Christmas Story-  The Snow Drop by Hans Christian Andersen. Another story by Hans Christian Andersen.

Jane Eyre
Free read of the day. Changing things up a tad. How about a romance? One of my all time favorites. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte.

Don't forget that Whispers of a Legend, Part One- Shadows of the Past is Free also. I've included a small excerpt below since I said I was going to do a character blog I wanted to do something to make up for delaying the character blogs.

Also, I was interviews over on Ashley Barron's blog today. Stop by if you get the chance.

Just a tid bit of information. At the present time, I'm in the middle of a protest with Amazon. I feel kinda like a child stomping his feet and it will probably get me as much as a child throwing a fit, but sometimes you just have to make a stand. Until Whispers of a Legend, Part One- Shadows of the Past is free on Amazon, I won't be linking any of the books I mention to Amazon even on Novel Works. A little semblance of a small boycott...
The Path Now Turned

Enjoying the reviews I'm getting back on Shadows of the Past and The Path Now Turned. Don't forget the contest here on Castles in the Air.

Shadows of the Past
So the excerpt I promised you from Shadows of the Past... Enjoy!

Chapter One


The bitter scene of my earliest memory has been etched forever in my mind. I have dreamed about it often. Oh, how I remembered the bitter chill in the air and my beautiful mother gazing up into the darkness of the night, Princess Eufamia Calledwdele. Unbeknownst to her, I was in the shadows. Not understanding within myself that I had been called to her side. Her head stretched heaven bound while she stood upon the balcony of her chambers; her eyes searched desperately for some sign or sound of life in the sky, but none would be found this night. In her gaze grave and thoughtful, I sensed she was afraid, terribly afraid. Her long dark hair flowed in the mighty wind while a storm brewed over the ocean's horizon. Longs clouds, fleeting on a chill wind, covered the heavens like a gray menacing shadow encompassing all around her. Ominous and disquieting, the night stilled.
Waves crashed along the cliffs on which the indomitable castle sat as a barrier between her world and the world of my father’s. I had watched her awaken from a dream. I knew it had been a dream for she called out for Mithelk, my father. A disturbing feeling swept through me while I watched her. Rain began to descend from the heavens, but she made no attempt to seek cover. Moreover it came with a realization that there would be no haven for her this night.
"My Lady, pray come in and take shelter. We have just received word the winds are playing havoc with the gates. Malward says they need to be reinforced before damage is done." A tired, cracked voice called from behind me.
My mother turned quickly. I could tell the news had not taken her by surprise. She walked in swiftly.
"It is true."
She bemoaned the fact for only a moment for she had not time for more. She brushed aside her maid's movements toward her. Drenched from the downpour, she wiped back the water dripping down her face. Her eyes caught sight of me, though not surprised by my appearance that I knew. Extending her hands toward me, I rushed to her side. She hugged me tightly.
"We need to send the children through," she said.
The distinguished elderly statesman stared at her in disbelief. Lord Robart Dyer had served as my father's minister since he had come to Nottesdone. Long before he served by the side of my grandfather, King Edulf of Scarladin, ruler of the Sordarins, the mightiest of all warriors, commanders of the sky. The lines in the old man’s face tensed.
"My Lady, what do you speak? It is the weather. Why would we do such?"
My mother met his eyes with an intense glare. "You dare question me, Lord Dyer! Do you know who I am? What I once was and now am again? It would not be so unless...."
His body openly shook. Trepidation overcame him. His worn wings drooped. His hand rubbed his forehead while he grasped at her words. “Your powers are back? No!”
Tears that had welled up in my mother’s eyes flowed freely. Straightening herself up with all her dignity, she wiped back the tears. She had not time to mourn her loss.
"I could not see what I see now if he lived. He has been betrayed. My Mithelk lays slain upon the hillside of Scarladin. I can't see by whom for he stands in the shadows, but they are descending down upon us as we speak. They are searching for the portal. It has to be closed immediately."
"We can't do that," Lord Dyer declared. He walked briskly over to the balcony, closing the doors firmly behind him. "You have to be wrong. We have had no warning. We would have had a warning!"
"You are wasting precious time, old man," she said with firm determination. She nodded to her maid. "Send for Gunilda and my other children. Wake them without delay. Prepare them for a journey and bring them down to the red room."
Her chest heaved heavily. She released me, but took my hand. She began to walk out of the room. An arm reached out and grabbed her. In a frantic move, Lord Dyer pulled her back in.
"I'm afraid I can't allow you to do that, my Lady," Lord Dyer stated without emotion. "It is with much regret, I can assure you, but you have given me no other options. All our well laid plans…we didn’t consider you getting your powers back. I'm afraid we have need of the portal, my Lady."
My mother eyed him with contempt, but her lips edged upward to where a small smile formed.
"Then Lord Dyer you will be solely disappointed." She closed her eyes and uttered. "Sareta! Falco!"
No sooner had the words been uttered, my siblings appeared. Sareta no more than an infant. Holding my tiny sister, our nurse, Gunilda, stepped toward my mother. My mother trusted no other. Gunilda had been her loyal companion since she herself was a child. Immediately, my mother's arms outstretched, encircling us. Then we faded from Lord Dyer's view.
Within moments, we materialized within a wide vaulted chamber, deep within the castle. Shadows illuminated against its shrouded walls from a fire from which the embers burned a crimson red. Within the far corner swirled a wind elucidated encircling the greater part of the stone wall. My mother stared at the portal for a time as if rapidly trying to decipher a course of action. The thought occurred to me that I should be afraid, but my thoughts lay only on my mother and the words she had uttered. To my small mind the only ones echoing within held to the ones concerning my father. My father was gone? Gone where I questioned. Why was my mother so upset?
Her hands shook. She looked down upon us, her beloved children. Her eldest, my brother, Falco, had only turned six. He stood without fear.
She bent down to us. I heard her utter under her breath that he looked so much like his father it broke her heart.
She turned to me. I wanted nothing more than to throw my arms about her and cling to her, but even at my young age of four I realized an urgency of the situation. Her hand caressed my cheek.
“Kela, my protector, my darling,” she whispered to me and kissed the top of my head. Falco, reading my thoughts, reached over and squeezed my hand.
She stood back up to my sister who was less than a week old. She took her in her arms. I could see the tears flowing freely down her cheeks. She kissed her and handed her back to Gunilda. She breathed in deeply.
"Listen carefully to me, my children. There is no time. Gunilda is going to take you, care for you. If I do not follow, remember it is only because I can not. Do not forget all I have told you. Hold true to yourselves."
"Mother, I will help," young Falco said. "I'll fight off all."
Her hand went to his cheek. "No, Falco, your day is not yet," she said gently. "You need to depart to have that day," she looked up at Gunilda. “Take them though, my dear friend. Take them to my father until all can be assessed.”
“My Lady, come with us,” Gunilda cried. She reached over to my mother’s hand, but I saw. Within my mother was a daughter of a king, dutiful and strong, understanding the need to protect her land, her people above all else. My mother spoke no words, but said all within her eyes.
Gunilda fought back the tears, holding tight to us. She nodded with reluctance acceptance.
Mother began to chant in her native language. “Oto avoiyouau ropia rapaoexoai eyw eioodio!”
The wind within the portal swirled harder until a view became clearer. Once, the portal had opened to a peaceful, serene meadow of abundance of blooming flowers, a winding stream which flowed freely through the grasslands, soothing sounds of birds singing and the sight of butterflies fluttering around. All was gone.
My mother’s shock could not be hidden. The sun had set and the land lay in gloomy, gray skies. Gone were the luscious green pastures, displaced with a barren land. Dust blew over the desolate terrain, but lying beside the open portal lay a form covered by ash and dirt.
“Mother, close the portal!” Falco cried. In the distance a cloud arose quickly descending down toward where we stood.
“Asmeodai!” she spoke. She pressed us back away from the portal and uttered words closing the portal. The floor shook sending all sprawling against the floor. The walls trembled, echoing cries from within the portal and now from outside the chamber.
To our horror the comprehension we were surrounded encompassed us. Deep-throated calls emerged from outside the door. A great horn blew in desperation to shatter the door. Within me instincts emerged. I reacted throwing my hand up. A light blasted from behind my mother toward the door, portal, and all around our small frightened group. My small hand held firm. I had no choice. Falco demanded it from me.
“Kela, do not let go,” Falco said emphatically. “You can do all. Mother?”
Falco turned toward Mother, who crawled to her feet. I could feel her eyes fixed upon me. Was she afraid I would drop my shield?
“I will not fail you, Mother,” I said.
I could see from the corner of my eye that she glanced over to Gunilda, who held tightly to my infant sister. She stood up.
“Watch! I need to bring back all who have survived the assault,” my mother commanded. Once more she uttered her native language. From a fog that emerged, a form appeared. Tall, broad of shoulders, lean of muscle, he swung hard his sword in hand.
"Take care!" Lady Eufamia cried. "You are back within Nottesdone! Where are the others?"
The warrior slowly lowered his sword, adjusting to his new surroundings. His broad wing damaged and hung awkwardly. His side bled, his hands, also. A wound above his eye gusted forth blood that flowed down his cheek. Silent, he looked around. "My Lady Calledwdele,” he bowed. "I'm sorry. I was the last to stand. There are no others."
My mother gripped tight her stomach. "It is Turstan, is it not?"
"Yes, my Lady," he said. He stood tall and clutched his sword tightly. "What is your command? Do you want me to defend the door while you escape out...."
"No," she said. "I want you to give your oath that you will defend my children with your life."
"I will, my Lady," Turstan uttered loudly and without hesitation.
"Then I'm ready to send you all along upon your journey," she turned to Gunilda. She reached upon the mantle above the fire and brought down a box. She withdrew a bag. "Take this. Find a place of peace to raise my children. Teach them the ways. In time they will need all. Protect them until that time. They will search for them. They can't find them."
“You aren’t coming?” Gunilda asked in a faltering voice of despair.
“We have not time to discuss all Gunilda. We all have our purposes in this life. It is not to be questioned. Promise me you will care…"
"I don't understand, my Lady," Turstan interrupted, hearing a commotion arise from outside. "Am I not to defend you....?"
"You are to go with my children. Protect them without question," she said. A wave of emotions flooded over me when I heard her words. We all could hear the echoes of all descending down upon us. "I need to send you now or it will be too late. Go with my love, my children. My hope."
My arm ached and began to waver. I cried out to my mother. With everything in me, I didn’t want to leave her. “I’ll stay with you, Mother.”
Her eyes misted over. "You have to go, Kela. You have to live. Turstan..."
The large warrior bent over and picked me up in silence. Words again she uttered in her language. A moment later our small group began to disappear, I reached forth once more and illuminated another light from my hand to surround my beloved mother.
I saw no more except in my dream. And in my dream, I saw my brave Mother watching us fade from sight, hoping against all hope she had sent us far enough away and that all was not lost, that the gifts we had been given would allow us to fulfill our destiny that we were born to follow.
I saw the door demolished. I heard their swords and weapons try to permeate the shield I had given her and with such the time she needed to accomplish her objective. Her intention held firm upon the words she uttered.
Kovia ropia repqouq ewo, iade xpovoc kabapa kapoia eriotpateuw ueto!”
The room began to shake. The walls crumbled as fear enveloped the invaders. They had no time to escape. The room erupted, collapsing around them. My mother’s last word uttered. The shield could not protect even her from the eruption, "Mithelk."
In this I have dreamed and have known I will not falter in my quest to fulfill my destiny. For this I was born to do.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Christmas Stories Continue...The Little Match Girl

The Little Match Girl

One of my favorites Christmas stories by Hans Christian Andersen- The Little Match Girl. Makes me cry every time I read it. Also reminds me of other's needs.

For the Christmas song today, I choose Karen Carpenter's I'll Be Home For Christmas.

Legends is the free read of the day! Another book beside Whispers of a Legend, Part One- Shadows of the Past. I haven't had time to read it, but the author looks as through she has a whole list of other books. Seems like a good choice.
15 days to Christmas. Time flys! Don't forget my contest this month. Comment for a chance to win a $15 gift certificate to Barnes and Noble or Amazon! Remember next week starts the Christmas Binge with Books on Novel Works!

Next week I'm thinking of letting one of my characters blog for me when I post. Monday would begin with Kela. Character blogging!

Still having issues with Amazon. Whispers has yet to go free. I'm baffled to say the least. I'm sure I must be doing something wrong, but I'm going to look on the bright side. Whispers is doing really well on Barnes and Noble. Getting some anxious fans for the next installment, Vision of Destiny. That's always a good sign.

Hope everyone has a wonderful day! Check back in next week for the character blogging. Should be interesting.
Shadows of the Past
The Path Now Turned

Wednesday, December 7, 2011


As the Legend does the holiday giving.

The holiday season is so a nice way. I hope everyone has the time to enjoy the holidays. So much to do. I met so many nice people from all over the world as I'm promoting Whispers of a Legend. I have to say I have done more promoting for Whispers than I have done in the past with my other books...and have quite enjoyed the experience. I'm even learning how to use Twitter. You know it's kinda fun. Join me @CarrieJHaynes or @jhines340 if you get the chance.

I'm enjoying reading the views on line at Barnes and Noble and Amazon coming back on Whispers of a Legend especially the ones wanting the next installment to come out soon. I love that. I do have Vision of Destiny scheduled to be released- the way it looks now- February.

The Path Now Turned
I've sold my first copies of The Path Now Turned across the ocean. I do love the way Amazon has all the links to the different countries. 

The Legend continues with The Path Now Turned...

Having proven her ability during the Payelaga Desert battle, she believes herself ready to follow her destiny beside her warrior. Fate has another path for Kela. When she discovers all she has long believed is not as it seems, the betrayal leaves Kela torn by her desire for Cono and the path she has been given to follow.  

Shadows of the Past
Don't forget that Shadows of the Past is FREE!

A Christmas Carol
Today's Christmas Story I would like to remember is A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. A classic!

The Christmas Song Today- My Grown Up Christmas Wish.

My free ebook recommendation today is The Time Machine. 
Another classic not to be forgotten.

So don't forget to check out Novel Works this week for great Contemporary books. For any author that's interested I'm running Christmas Binge of Books next week on Novel WorksIf you would like your book to be posted leave me a comment. 

Don't forget the contest. Easy and simple. Leave a comment between now and Christmas at any of my blogs, here-Castles in the AirRoses of Prose, or Jerri Hines blog. Another way- join me on Facebook- any comment on any of my personal pages, Jerri Hines, Jerri D. Hines, Carrie James Haynes, and of course Novel Works. Enter to win a $15 gift certificate to either Amazon or Barnes and Noble. Can’t beat that. Easy.

Enjoy the holidays!

Tuesday, December 6, 2011


As the Legend does the holiday giving. Today's Christmas Story I would like to remember is The Gift of the Magi. A timeless love story. I love
O Henry. 

The Christmas Song Today- Nat King Cole's The Christmas Song.

The Book of Deacon
My free ebook recommendation today is The Book of Deacon. It's a fantasy book that I keep seeing when I go on-line to check Whispers of a Legend. Looks interesting. Has gotten good reviews. I have it on my TBR list.

So don't forget to check out Novel Works this week for great Contemporary books. For any author that's interested I'm running Christmas Binge of Books next week on Novel Works. If you would like your book to be posted leave me a comment. 

Don't forget the contest. Easy and simple. Leave a comment between now and Christmas at any of my blogs, here-Castles in the AirRoses of Prose, or Jerri Hines blog. Another way- join me on Facebook- any comment on any of my personal pages, Jerri Hines, Jerri D. Hines, Carrie James Haynes, and of course Novel Works. Enter to win a $15 gift certificate to either Amazon or Barnes and Noble. Can’t beat that. Easy.

Whispers of a Legend

Don’t forget over on the Roses of Prose this month we are doing a progressive story- A Holiday to Remember.
A Holiday to Remember

My fantasy series- Whispers of a LegendWhispers of a Legend- Part One Shadows of the Past is FREE on Barnes and Noble.

The second installment, The Path Now Turned is only $.99 on both Amazon and Barnes and Noble. Enjoy. The perfect 
series if you love epic fantasy- romance- adventure. The Legend has begun…

Monday, December 5, 2011



Time for a contest. What a great season for giving! So much to be thankful for, I want to give back. I’m grateful for the opportunity to do what I love- write. I’m so appreciative of a supportive family, hubbie and children. My wish for everyone is for a Happy Holiday season.

For my author friends, I have opened up Novel Works for anyone who wants to post their book. For readers…oh what can I do for you? You can always check in on Novel Works for some great reads. This week is Contemporary and next starts the Christmas Binge of Books, but, I know, everyone wants more.
A contest? You have it. Easy and simple. Leave a comment between now and Christmas at any of my blogs, here-Castles in the Air, Roses of Prose, or Jerri Hines blog. Another way- join me on Facebook- any comment on any of my personal pages, Jerri Hines, Jerri D. Hines, Carrie James Haynes, and of course Novel Works. Enter to win a $15 gift certificate to either Amazon or Barnes and Noble. Can’t beat that. Easy.

But what else? I’m in the Christmas mood. Maybe you can join me here if only to enjoy the Christmas song I post every day. Hit this Christmas Song of the Day link. It will take you to some of my favorites. Oh…I have so many. Today I’m starting off with Trans-Siberian Orchestra- Carol of Bells.
Not enough. What if I make a suggestion for a free ebook on the days I post? During the last couple of months I’ve gone INDIE, I have discovered some great free books that authors have given away. Today’s suggestion- Calista Taylor’s Viridis. I haven’t read it yet, but love the cover. Steampunk romance sounds interesting, doesn’t it?
A couple of free Christmas stories- Today's -Yes, Virginia there's a Santa Claus!

Don’t forget over on the Roses of Prose this month we are doing a progressive story- A Holiday to Remember.
My fantasy series- Whispers of a Legend. Whispers of a Legend- Part One Shadows of the Past is FREE on Barnes and Noble.
The second installment, The Path Now Turned is only $.99 on both Amazon and Barnes and Noble. Enjoy. The perfect 
series if you love epic fantasy- romance- adventure. The Legend has begun…

Friday, December 2, 2011

Fantasy Series- Whispers of a Legend

The Path Now Turned
In my writing career, I have never been told I needed to lengthen a book. Length has been an issue with my publishers at times, but not because it was too short. On the contrary, the complaint with the length has always been it was too long. My new release with Whiskey Creek Press coming in January, The Judas Kiss, has been cut from one book into two. The sequel, The Promise, is the other half due out later next year.

Today on Barnes and Noble, one reviewer complained The Path Now Turned is too short! God love them. If I was going to get a complaint, what better complaint than it was too short. When I took on the challenge of self-publishing, I had a choice to make. I made the marketing decision to give a book away free. In the process, I decided to cut the sequels into novella between 30,000 and 40,000 words. What I can do for anyone who likes their books longer is to put the three volumes together after the release of the Vision of Destiny.

Bare with me. Writing is the easy part. Promoting and marketing is the hard part for me. As an author, I have confidence in my stories and writing. I wish all I had to do was sit behind my computer and write. But promoting and marketing are part of being an author now a days. The hard part is getting people to read your work. With so many books out there to choose from what makes mine worthy of reading.

Without a doubt the first component is to write a good book. No amount of marketing or promoting can make up for a book that's not well written with a good story-line. Next is getting readers to sample your reading. Offering a book for free is an excellent way which is what I did with Shadows of the Past. The only thing is that it hasn't gone free on Amazon which, honestly, hurts. One only has to look at the rankings to see the difference between Barnes and Nobles and Amazon. Even with The Path Now Turned, Barnes and Nobles is selling 3 to 1 over Amazon. Should be the other way around. So, I have a ways to go myself.

What I am excited about is that I'm getting to publish my fantasy series. Whispers of a Legend is a journey in itself. An adventure tale of magical worlds with flying hawkmen, good versus evil and all in the midst of a love triangle. But as Gunilda tells Kela in The Path Now Turned “The road you walk is not straight, my child. Remember that. All roads wind.”

All roads do wind. Makes me think of one of my favorite poems by Robert Frost- The Road Not Taken
           Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
                 I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Helps me remember that nothing good comes easy. Have a good one! 

Shadows of the Past

Thursday, December 1, 2011


Roses of Prose
I can't believe its December. Why is it when you're a kid, it seems like Christmas never comes, but as an adult it seems we just got through paying for last Christmas? I over do every Christmas. I can't help it. I buy my gifts. Then make the mistake of going back into a store to get one more thing. Of course, one more thing keeps growing until my husband puts his foot down and says no more.

This year, though, I can't seem to break away from my computer which is still a dangerous thing. Do you know how much you can buy through the internet? One of the presents that is easy for me to give and affordable is books, especially ebooks. For the last couple of weeks and continuing on this month on Novel Works I have a whole list of great books that would make great gifts.

If you get the chance check out Novel Works this week. I'm hosting Indie Week. Author Ruth Cardello has put together a great week...very informative also for anyone going the self-published route. A lot of great writers, some one who edits, a great person who host Indie writers...stop by and see. Also, starting tomorrow one of my other blogs, Roses of Prose, is starting a progressive story. I've even written a few chapters of a contemporary romance!

The Path Now Turned
So many questions when you're on your own with your book. Going on a week with The Path Now Turned. The numbers for Shadows of the Past look really good except on Amazon. Reading over Ruth's blog and a couple of others that she suggested (excellent blogs by the way) everyone seems to do so much better on Amazon than anywhere else- except me.

I know the reason. Barnes and Noble sold Whispers of the Past, Part One- Shadows of the Past for nothing...FREE! I haven't the foggiest idea why Amazon hasn't, but I'm selling 3 to 1 more on Barnes and Noble than Amazon. According to the blogs I've read, it should be the other way around. You know, my mother always said I did every backwards. Well maybe in a different context and wording, but you get the picture. I'm happy with Barnes and Noble, but I really do wish Amazon would pick up. I have to learn patience...patience is a virtue or so I've heard.

Excited for the release. Love the cover. Everyone has been great. I appreciate all the wonderful comments Shadows of the Past has been getting. Love the reviews! So...the winner of the Whispers of a Legend contest for the $15 dollar gift certificate is
                                                Ruby Wright!
Congratulations! For everyone else that left a review, a free copy of The Path Now Turned. If I haven't emailed you, please get in touch with me.

Shadows of the Past
For anyone that loves contest- don't worry. I'm certain I'll be back with another contest next week for December! Love giving things away...