Tuesday, July 30, 2013

King of Bad Book Blast & $100 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway

King of Bad

King of Bad King of Bad 

 Jeff Mean would rather set fires than follow rules or observe curfew. He wears his bad boy image like a favorite old hoodie; that is until he learns he has superpowers and is recruited by Super Villain Academy – where you learn to be good at being bad. In a school where one kid can evaporate all the water from your body and the girl you hang around with can perform psychic sex in your head, bad takes on a whole new meaning. Jeff wonders if he’s bad enough for SVA. He may never find out. Classmates vilify him when he develops good manners. Then he’s kidnapped by those closest to him and left to wonder who is good and who is bad. His rescue is the climactic episode that balances good and evil in the super world. The catalyst – the girl he’s crushing on. A girlfriend and balancing the Supers is good, right? Or is it…bad?  

kaiAuthor Kai Strand When the electricity winked out, Kai Strand gathered her family around the fire and they told stories, one sentence at a time. Her boys were rather fond of the ending, “And then everybody died, the end.” Now an award winning children’s author, Kai crafts fiction for kids and teens to provide an escape hatch from their reality. With a selection of novels for young adult and middle grade readers and short stories for younger children Kai entertains children of all ages, and their adults.


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Let's Get Ready to Enter! Critique #1

And we're off! Let's help an aspiring author put his/her best foot forward in the next writing contest. Read over the entry and share your thoughts in the comments below. Writers helping writers! For more information or to submit your work for a critique, check out the rules HERE. Let's get ready to enter......

Title: Shiver
Genre: YA Paranormal

35 Word Pitch:
Haley Jones is ready to haunt Kyle-freakin’-Hicks for the rest of his life for dubbing her Haleytosis after one kiss. Falling in love with him all over again was not a part of the plan.  

First 250:

What the hell is Kyle Hicks doing at my funeral?
Clenching my hands into fists I charge through row after row of people dressed in black. Each body I pass through shivers at my chill. I hear so many thoughts at once as I float in and out of different minds. Cries, singing, prayers and flipping grocery lists bellow in my ears, weighing me down. I feel like I’m being sucked backwards into a vacuum. Every emotion drains more energy from me until I'm stuck about two rows behind him in the lap of my old History teacher. Gross.

What am I even doing? It’s not like I can wrap my fingers around his thick neck and squeeze until his eyes bulge out. The best I can do is give him a brief brain freeze by slipping through his skin. Knowing him, he’d probably enjoy it.

Jerk! Jerk! Jerk!

“Haley had a loving heart and a gentle soul. Look around at the many lives she touched,” Pastor Brown says lifting his hands to the congregation.

I want to vomit…if I had a stomach that is. The only people in this place that gave a crap about me are my mom, sister, and Julie. Screw everyone else.

I mean, please, Kelly Hill? I was never on the invite list to one of her parties. Brad Andrews?  The only time he ever spoke to me was once when he asked me to move so he could get into his locker. I’m pretty sure he called me Holly too.

My thoughts:

I thought the pitch was pretty good. Haleytosis made me laugh and I'm curious to know more about the relationship between the two. I'm guessing there has to be a little bit more than calling her Haleytosis to make the MC want to haunt the poor guy for life. I know it's only 35 words, but can you give us just a bit more? Did the nickname scare away all guys? Did she get knocked out of the popular click? Was she made fun of everyday? 

Ex.   Haley Jones looked forward to haunting Kyle-freakin’-Hicks (for wrecking her social status) when he nicknamed her Haleytosis following their kiss. Falling in love with him all over again wasn’t a part of the plan.  

You can put in whatever works for your story in the parentheses. This is just a suggestion.

What the hell is Kyle Hicks doing at my funeral? This opening definitely got my attention.

Clenching my hands into fists I charge through row after row of people (mourners?) dressed in black. Each body I pass through shivers at my chill. I hear so many thoughts at once as I float in and out of different minds. Cries, singing, prayers and flipping grocery lists bellow in my ears, weighing me down (I understand what you're trying to say, but this doesn't flow well. Below you mention the emotions drag Haley down. Maybe change to pain, fear, sadness, emptiness or some other emotions). I feel like I’m being sucked backwards into a vacuum. Every emotion drains more energy from me until I'm stuck about two rows behind him in the lap of my old History teacher. Gross. Since we are already in Haley’s head I’d drop the italics.

What am I even doing? It’s not like I can wrap my fingers around his thick neck and squeeze until his eyes bulge out. The best I can do is give him a brief brain freeze by slipping through his skin. Knowing him, he’d probably enjoy it. Great voice here.

Jerk! Jerk! Jerk! I don’t think you need this. Unless she screams it out loud, it's clear she doesn't like the guy.

“Haley had a loving heart and a gentle soul. Look around at the many lives she touched,” Pastor Brown says lifting his hands to the congregation.

I want to vomit…if I had a stomach that is. The only people in this place that gave a crap about me are my mom, sister, and Julie. Screw everyone else. A transition here might make this smoother. “I look around the crowd and wonder who exactly he’s talking too” or something showing the Pastor’s thoughts distracted her from Kyle.

I mean, please, Kelly Hill? I was never on the invite list to one of her parties. Brad Andrews?  The only time he ever spoke to me was once when he asked me to move so he could get into his locker. I’m pretty sure he called me Holly too. Cute.

Only for You by Marquita Valentine Cover Reveal

Title: Only For You (Boys of the South, #2) 
Author: Marquita Valentine 
Expected release: September 2, 2013 
Genre: Contemporary 
Age Group: New Adult 
Cover designed by: Marquita Valentine 

Loose ends left loose for too long tend to strangle. Cole and Violet knew it wouldn’t be easy. They knew their relationship would take work. But when the press finds out about Violet Lynn’s newest boyfriend, they start digging. And when his past come to light, exposing all of his family’s secrets, their relationship begins to fray. Country Music’s Golden Boy, Jaxon Hunter, has it all, except the girl that got away. What she saw, she really didn’t. What she thought happened, he allowed her to believe for reasons so insane that no one would ever have believed him if he had confessed. But now that everything’s out in the open, he’s going to do his damndest to convince her that he’s the only one for her. Now Violet must choose between Jaxon— her first love and the guy she thought had cheated on her—and Cole—the guy who helped her heal and love again. Or will one of them make the decision for her?

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About the Author New York Times Bestselling Author, Marquita Valentine, writes sexy heroes that make you swoon and sassy heroines that make you laugh. She’s the author of the bestselling contemporary romance series, Holland Springs, and the new adult romance series, Boys of the South. Marquita met her husband aka Hot Builder at Sonic when they were in high school. She suggests this location to all of her single friends in search of a good man—and if that doesn't work, they can console themselves with cheesy tatertots. She lives in North Carolina in a very, very small town with Hot Builder and their two children.

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Monday, July 29, 2013

Awakenings by J.E. Shannon Launch Party

Title: Awakenings
Author: J. E. Shannon  
Publisher: Entranced Publishing
Genre: YA paranormal romance
Release Date: July 29th 2013


Evie Shepard awakens to a nightmare. She's been buried alive and has no idea how or why. As she struggles to remember what happened, she begins to notice changes -- heightened senses, as well as increased speed, agility, and strength. And her heart no longer beats. She soon makes a disturbing discovery: she wasn't buried alive; she was murdered. Somehow, she has come back...and she wants revenge.

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About the Author:

J. E. Shannon currently lives in Florida, but is a Missouri native. She spends most of her time reading, writing, and taking care of her small child and two crazy dogs. Visit her at www.jeshannonbooks.com.

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Sunday, July 28, 2013

Review-Breaking Glass by Lisa Amowitz

Breaking Glass
by Lisa Amowitz
Release Date: 07/09/13
Publisher: Spencer Hill Press

Summary from Goodreads:

On the night seventeen-year-old Jeremy Glass winds up in the hospital with a broken leg and a blood alcohol level well above the legal limit, his secret crush, Susannah, disappears. When he begins receiving messages from her from beyond the grave, he's not sure whether they're real or if he's losing his grip on reality. Clue by clue, he gets closer to unraveling the mystery, and soon realizes he must discover the truth or become the next victim himself.

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My Review:
Creepy story full of twists that will leave you spinning.

It’s been a long time since I’ve read a book that really creeped me out. In a good way of course. Breaking Glass is a chilling tale of unrequited love, dark secrets, power, and abuse in many forms. Every time I thought I had things figured out another twist was tossed at me to throw me off track. I loved every minute of it.

Meet Jeremy Glass: the forever sidekick, standing in the shadows of his perfect best friend. He’s also a closet alcoholic. He can hide secrets better than my four year old can hide candy. To his friends he’s the good guy, loyal to the bro code, the responsible one. But underneath it all he’s tormented by a horrific past, in love with his best friend’s girlfriend, and clings to his silver water bottle.

Talk about a complex character. There are so many layers to this guy it’s unreal. I love that the whole story unravels from his point of view. His raw emotions are hard to read at times, but so real. My heart broke for him and everything he lost.

The book begins with a terrible accident. It is the turning point in the lives of every character. For Jeremy is means losing just about everything: his running, his scholarship, and most importantly the love of his life (and his BFF’s girl) Susannah. Like Jeremy, we don’t know what happened to Susannah other than she vanished without a trace. But somehow, she leaves him clues to find her. Following the trail means uncovering the dark secrets of the town, some that are so devastating lives will be torn apart. But finding Susannah is all Jeremy can think about when the rest of the town barely mentions her name.

The cast of characters is full of some loathsome people, especially Patrick Morgan. You will hate him. Ryan is the guy everyone wants to be. You will question his intentions a lot. Susannah is a free spirit, but through Jeremy’s eyes you will want to strangle her for toying with his heart. Even Ryan’s dad is a bit shady at times, but I guess I should’ve given him a break due to the circumstances. There is a little brightness found in Marisa. She wants nothing more than to help Jeremy, even when he won’t help himself.

Overall I found this book enthralling. I couldn’t wait to discover the truth. It did keep me up for a night, and not just because I couldn’t put it down. It’s a bit eerie and every little creak in the dark kept me on edge. If you are looking for a suspenseful YA with lots of mystery you’ve found it in Breaking Glass. 

About the Author

Lisa has been a professor of Graphic Design at her beloved Bronx Community College where she has been tormenting and cajoling students for nearly seventeen years. She started writing eight years ago because she wanted something to illustrate, but somehow, instead ended up writing YA. Probably because her mind is too dark and twisted for small children.

BREAKING GLASS which will be released in July, 2013 from Spencer Hill Press, is her first published work. VISION, the first of the Finder series will be released in 2014, along with an unnamed sequel in the following year. LIFE AND BETH will also be released in the near future, along with graphic novel style art. 

Saturday, July 27, 2013

Review-The Apollo Academy by Kimberly P. Chase

Cover Art by Cliff Nielsen
The Apollo Academy by Kimberly P. Chase
releases 08/06/2013 in Paperback and eBook.

As the heiress to Titon Technologies, eighteen-year-old Aurora Titon can have whatever she wants—clothes, expensive gadgets, anything money can buy. All she really wants is to escape her pampered, paparazzi-prone life for the stars. Becoming the first female pilot to train as an astronaut for the Apollo Academy is exactly the chance for which she has been waiting. Everything would be perfect if it weren't for her unreciprocated crush on a fellow student, the sexy astronaut bent on making her life hell, and the fact that someone keeps trying to kill her. 

The first in a four book new adult science fiction series, The Apollo Academy, is an action packed story of love, discovery, and survival. 

My Review:
A geeky sci-fi with romance, cool gadgets, and surprising secrets leaving you wanting more.

I am so excited for this series. As soon as I started reading it I remembered being a kid and sitting on the roof of our old condo building on New Smyrna Beach and watching the space shuttle launch. It was spectacular. I wanted to be an astronaut then, and after reading The Apollo Academy I want to be one again. I loved this book and I can’t wait for more.

Meet Aurora Titan: heiress to mega-corporation Titan industries and a favorite target of the paparazzi. But no worries, Aurora isn’t a Paris Hilton. This girl is smart, a bit nerdy (love that), independent, and beautiful. She is so much more than her namesake. In fact, she works harder than anyone else to prove her name isn’t what got her into the Apollo Academy in the first place. Did I mention she is also the first female cadet pilot? I so want to be Aurora.

Meet Zane: He’s hot, sexy, a total tech-geek and an unknown. What’s an unknown you ask? Well in the future, it’s someone with no record. They basically don’t exist. For the complete opposite reason than Aurora, Zane also had to work ten times harder than anyone to gain acceptance in to the Apollo Academy. Graduation means he will finally “exist” again.

There is a great list of supporting characters including sexy instructor Sky, hilarious BFF to Aurora—Kaylana, shotgun to Zane—Akemi, and even the aggravating mean-girl—Hailen.  It’s like the grown-up version of Space Camp (awesome 80s movie…I think that’s the right decade).

The book opens with Aurora and Kaylana enjoying a last night out before the Academy at a hot night club. Aurora lets loose a bit and finds herself in the arms of a sexy guy. She’s ready to lock lips with him, but he disappears before she gets the chance. Imagine her surprise when the next time she sees him is at orientation. Awkward, but really cute.

The two have great chemistry. Zane tries to stay away, after all he’s an unknown and she’s an heiress, but he’s won over by Aurora. So when Aurora keeps finding herself in live-threatening situations, Zane is determined to get to the truth.  The suspect list is long, from corporate rivals to future “environmentalists,” and each one has a strong motive. It will take a lot of trust and some cool technology to get to the truth.

There are so many twists in the story and each character plays a role that you don’t expect. I don’t want to give away spoilers, but discovering Zane’s personal mystery and how it ties into everything was surprising. I want to know more about him, Sky, and all of the characters.

I’ve been dying for a good college-age series and this is it. There’s romance, hunky guys (still not sure if I’m TeamZane or TeamSky), cool technology, and hello? Astronauts! The Apollo Academy is a great introduction for what I know will be an exciting and slightly nerdy sci-fi series. 

Check it out on Goodreads. And while you are there be sure to enter to WIN a copy HERE.

About the author:

Kimberly P. Chase holds a Bachelor's Degree in Aeronautical Science from Embry Riddle Aeronautical University, which basically means she's kind of a geek and loves flying airplanes. Naturally, her books tend to include aviation, hot flight instructors, aviator glasses, and—let's not forget—kissing! When Kimberly's not writing or reading, she's hanging out with her husband, four-year-old son, and two dogs.

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Friday, July 26, 2013

Cover Reveal Such Sweet Sorrow by Jenny Trout

Today Jenny Trout and Entangled Teen are revealing the cover for SUCH SWEET SORROW, which releases on February 4, 2014. Also enter below for a paperback of the book or an eBook!

On to the reveal!

Never was there a tale of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo…But true love never dies. Though they’re parted by the veil between the world of mortals and the land of the dead, Romeo believes he can restore Juliet to life, but he’ll have to travel to the underworld with a thoroughly infuriating guide.
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, may not have inherited his father’s crown, but the murdered king left his son a much more important responsibility—a portal to the Afterjord, where the souls of the dead reside. When the determined Romeo asks for help traversing the treacherous Afterjord, Hamlet sees an opportunity for adventure, and the chance to avenge his father’s death.
In an underworld filled with leviathan monsters, ghoulish shades, fire giants and fierce Valkyrie warriors, Hamlet and Romeo must battle their way through jealousy, despair, and their darkest fears to rescue the fair damsel. Yet finding Juliet is only the beginning, and the Afterjord doesn’t surrender souls without a price…

Excerpt for Such Sweet Sorrow:


Two figures, both alike in stature and purpose, ducked beneath a bridge in Verona. The swollen river made mud of its banks. The men slid and fought against it, their torches flickering.
"Let's turn back, Romeo," Friar Laurence urged, pushing down the hood of his rough brown robe. "Can we not let poor Juliet rest in peace?"
The younger man fixed his friend with a critical eye. "Peace? My Juliet knows no peace, only eternal torment. She took her own life, and that is my fault."
They pressed on, Romeo's steps becoming more determined the weaker his limbs grew. The poison that had incapacitated him, but not killed him, had ravaged his body. Tonight, he traveled farther beyond his father's walls than he’d dared since the night he'd returned to Verona. Even though the prince had lifted his banishment, the streets still felt unfriendly. A truce had been called between Montague and Capulet there were plenty of young men who would like nothing more than to avenge their kin by killing Romeo.
Their destination lay far from the city center, in a small encampment of hovels beside the river. Faces peeked from behind tattered curtains as Romeo and Laurence traversed the narrow lanes between the dilapidated buildings, coming finally to the very wall of the city itself. It was at this border that they found the strega.
Her door was painted red, surrounded by talismans on long chains that hung from the recessed arch. Romeo ducked beneath a dried and crumbling chicken's foot and brushed aside a crudely shaped metal eye.
"I go no further." Friar Laurence backed away from the threshold, crossing himself. "Romeo, I warn you, this is a fearful path you tread. Your soul will be lost to darkness. You will perish in the flames of hell, I beg you not to do this."
"I am already in hell." Romeo pushed open the door and stepped inside.
The interior of the witch's house was hot. It smelled of earth and the wood-like scent of herbs not used for cooking. A bent shape stood before the hearth, where a sulfurous cauldron bubbled. Romeo covered his nose and coughed.
"Ah, I was expecting a visitor this night." The strega lifted her head, the veil of coins that obscured her face tinkling like fairy bells. "Your man of God could not dissuade you?"
"Nothing will dissuade me." Even as he said it, his doubtful eyes took in the squawking black bird in the cage near the fire, the jars and bottles lining the shelves, murky objects floating in their slimy depths. "Benvolio told me you can communicate with the dead. He said you made him a charm to ward off attacks by ghosts."
The strega shuffled across the room, her coins and jewelry clattering. She pointed a bony finger at a chair, and bade Romeo sit. "You are unwell. Poison, was it?"
"Poison, yes." He could still taste the bite of it, still feel the stinging numbness in his veins. The physical evidence of it lay under his clothes, the dark stain of dying flesh spreading still, a little more each day. "Not enough."
"That’s because you went to an apothecary," the strega sniffed. "If you want poison to kill a man dead, you must see a witch."
"I'll... remember that. In the future." Romeo clasped his hands and rested his elbows on his knees. "I came to you for knowledge of the dead. I will pay whatever it takes."
"The price depends on the knowledge." She rummaged through a trunk and produced a large, black bowl. Setting it on the floor, she reached into her clothes—it seemed she wore layers upon layers of tattered fabrics, in all shades and thickness—and withdrew a vial. The sight of it winking in the light caused something to recoil inside Romeo. Too recently, he had held a similar vessel.
Then everything had gone so wrong...
"What do you wish to know?" the strega asked, emptying the thick, black liquid into the bowl.
"My love, Juliet—" his voice trembled at her name, and he took a moment to repress his anguish.
"It was her you drank poison for." The strega swirled the liquid in the basin. "I see her."
"How do you know it's her?" He leaned forward, peering into the dish. He saw nothing but his own reflection.
"The same as you know the sun rises in the east. I simply know." She clucked softly behind her veil of coins. "Bound to you by the thread of holy matrimony. A secret wedding."
Romeo swallowed back unexpected tears. "Yes, she was my... she was my wife."
It still sounded strange to his ears. A wife was something an older man had, a man like his father. He could not imagine being so old. Perhaps that had been the poison's cruelest jest, to let him believe his life would end in the vigor of his youth, only to return him with none of that youth left in body or mind.
"The young are foolish and brash." The witch's tone softened. "Black of hair, brown of eye. As fair as any maid from Verona."
"Fairer," he corrected her, his hand clenching to a fist. His nails bit into his palm as he struggled to hold back his tears. "Is she happy?"
The strega considered a moment, drawing one finger across the surface of the liquid. When she brought her hand away, it shone wet and red. "No. She is in despair. That is all I can see."
His heart squeezed tightly. He couldn't find his breath. He had hoped to hear that she was in a better place, as friar Laurence had assured him so many times. "There must be some way to assuage her grief. Some way to tell her—"
"Her eyes and ears are as closed as any dead woman's. Whatever torments her will torment her for eternity." There was no comfort to be had from the strega's voice. She reached out one gnarled hand, palm up. "If that is all—"
"It is not all!" Romeo shot to his feet, placing his hand on the dagger at his side. He did not have the strength to use it, but the witch couldn't know that. "You know dark magic. You can bring her back."
Slowly, the strega unhooked her veil, letting the net of coins fall to her lap. Her face was as aged and withered as her hands. One eye protruded grotesquely, a milky blue, while the other, shrewd and black, fixed on him. "I no longer do such magic."
"But it can be done?" Romeo asked, and when she nodded, he unsheathed his knife and prodded her knobby chin with the point. "Then you had better do it, witch."
The old woman did not tremble in fear of him. She grabbed the blade and pushed it away; it felt as though he cut himself instead of her. He dropped the dagger and stepped back, cursing as blood coursed down his arm from the slice that split his palm. Faster than he could have anticipated, the old witch grabbed his wrist and jerked his hand over the basin, letting his blood fall into it.
"I no longer work such magic," she repeated, swirling the blood in the bowl with her fingertip. "But there are others. To bring someone back, first you must find them. Are you prepared to walk with devils, boy?"
He nodded, his quick breaths flaring his nostrils.
"Are you willing to brave serpents and fire, to fight the keepers of the dead and hear ghosts speak?" She pushed his hand away. At once, the blood on his palm stopped flowing, and the wound sealed itself, burning with invisible fire. He gasped and clutched his hand, watching with horror as the old witch's good eye rolled back in her head and she called out words he did not understand.
In the bowl, the liquid lightened, then glowed and turned an unearthly blue. A maelstrom formed in the shallow basin, and lightning crackled on its surface. All the while, the old woman chanted and howled, until the room filled with a spectral wind that seemed to originate inside the blue light. The bird screamed in its cage, and jars and bottles rattled and broke on their shelves.
The surface of the liquid rose in waves capped with frothy blue. As the peaks grew higher, the aquamarine light faded, leaving only a bubbling, roiling fount of blood rising as tall as Romeo himself. The burbling red took shape, into a form so familiar that Romeo at once recoiled from it and yearned to touch it.
His Juliet stood before him, or at least, the shape of her, frozen in blood, monochromatic crimson, but unmistakably her. Thick chains bound her across her neck, her waist, manacles clasped her wrists. Her eyes were the worst of all, open, bloody, blank and unseeing, yet somehow still accusing. Still hating him, for having let her go before him.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered, his throat raw with emotion. He reached for her, knowing it a foolish thing to have done before his fingertips brushed her bloody cheek.
The vision of Juliet opened its mouth impossibly, terribly wide and a bone withering scream burst from her at the same time the vision burst, raining blood over the room.
The strega braced herself with her ancient hands on either side of the bowl, and lifted her head, the blood running in rivulets down her face. "You must go north. You will find the man who can help you there."
"North?" He conjured up a map in his mind. "Grezzana?"
"Farther." The strega pushed up from the floor, righting herself. She looked smaller somehow, more fragile than fearsome.
The eyebrow over her good eye arched in exasperation. "Farther. Farther than you have ever traveled. Over the mountains, to a castle by the sea. The seat of a murdered king."
He opened his mouth to speak, but she cut him off. "I know no more. In payment, I ask only that you never darken my door again." She lifted the dagger from the floor. He reached for it, and she threw it, so that the blade stuck in the lintel. At once, her terrible, craggy face transformed, her skin going smooth and youthful, her spider web hair turning to glossy black silk. She narrowed her eyes, no longer milky but deep black, and pointed to where the dagger quivered in the wood. "Leave it. Let its absence remind you never to cross a sister of the fortunes again."
When Romeo emerged, Friar Laurence rose to his feet, the worry that creased his brow relented only a bit. "I heard such howling, I thought you must surely be in the grips of the devil himself."
           "No devils here." Romeo made no mention of the dagger. It embarrassed him now, to think he 

had threatened a woman so powerful. "To find those, I must go north."

About Jenny Trout:

Jenny Trout is a writer, blogger, and funny person.
Writing as Jennifer Armintrout, she made the USA Today Bestseller list with Blood Ties Book One: The Turning. Her novel American Vampire was named one of the top ten horror novels of 2011 by Booklist Magazine Online.
Jenny also writes award-winning erotic romance as Abigail Barnette.
When she's not writing, she's sleeping or otherwise incapacitated.
She is a proud Michigander, mother of two, and wife to the only person alive capable of spending extended periods of time with her without wanting to murder her.

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Feature & Follow Friday

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This week's Feature Question:
What do you do with your books after you're done reading them?

Well, that depends. A lot come from the library so I return them. I keep some, share some with friends, and I have a stack right now that I actually plan to giveaway on my blog soon! So stay tuned :)

What about you??

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