To the novel that I never finished….

When I decided to take my writing seriously a little more than a year ago, I was far less knowledgeable than I am now.  Let’s not get this wrong because there so much I have to learn. I am learning every day and hopefully my writing is getting better with every day.

I opened my flash drive over the weekend. Sitting in a file were two forgotten stories that I had started but given up. Along the way I was part of three anthologies, one already published and the other two being published this year, but I just couldn’t get back into the groove of writing what was once a great idea in my head.

For one I am far from a plotter. Every time I tried to plot, my story would go completely left and that annoyed the hell out of me. Once the words are flowing I am able to write for a long time and most times the product is not too bad. Of course this is before the editing and feedback from my trusted group of writing friends.

I am on the ending of finishing my Halloween short to send to my editor, and adding my extra scenes to my summer short per editors request. Now, I really wanted to finish the story I started last year. There’s 5,000 words full of promise and I believe would make a good story. My problem is if I find something I don’t like I will completely start from scratch. I have been doing this since last year and I had no progress with those actions.

Now, I am determined to finish this story, and let my words bleed on the page. It most likely will be shit. Yes, shit. But it would be my first completed novel worth of shit that I can fix, edit and make my baby shine.

One of my writer friends shared this quote from Stephen King “; that stopping a piece of work just because it’s hard, either emotionally or imaginatively, is a bad idea. Sometimes you have to go on when you don’t feel like it, and sometimes you’re doing good work when it feels like all you’re managing is to shovel shit from a sitting position.” This is my motto for the next few months. I will continue this novel and I will finish it.

So to that novel that is nestled neatly in my flash drive. It’s me and you baby.  Tears, anger, frustration and all. It’s time to finish you up.

Walk on the Wild Side: The Reinvention of Violet Monte By Suzie Jay Cover Reveal

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Blurb

Violet Monte believed her love and marriage would last a lifetime–until she catches her husband in bed with a younger woman.

When she realizes she was nothing more than a trophy wife, Violet decides to chase her own dreams. The only problem is, she has no idea what they are. Violet begins to pursue her own interests which sometime include spying on her mysterious neighbor, who might actually be a lady of the night.

Just as Violet is finding stability–– and the possibility of opening her heart again–– her husband returns not with an apology, but with a signed pre-nuptial agreement, claiming he’ll keep everything and leave her with nothing.

Violet is far from the compliant woman he once knew but she doubts she has the strength to fight and win, until her intriguing neighbor unlocks what Violet has been looking for all along.

Can Violet fight back from a lost love and reinvent herself into the person she always wanted to be or will she forever be just an ex-trophy wife?

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Author Bio

Suzie Jay is a mum of six who lives in Adelaide, Australia with her husband and children. She has a Diploma in Child Psychology and owned her own baking and cake decorating business. She is also a former school teacher, but escaped and now intends on torturing the world by sharing what’s inside her head. This is Suzie’s debut novel. Other published work includes an April fools day anthology titled ‘Fools Rush In.

Wreck By: Ashlynn Pearce (Cover Reveal)

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Release date May 7th  2015!

WRECK – blurb

DirtSlap Series #2

Will butterflies be his salvation?

Ethan Tackett is a nightmare. Big as life and in your face, he makes no apologies for who he is…an orphan who grew up fighting for survival. He ends up in Nashville, the lead singer of DirtSlap—a band of misfits much like himself. He owns the stage, unleashing his demons and pain into every lyric. But when alone, the horrors of his past haunt him. Peace eludes him, until a chance taste of perfect lips.

Shelby Renner’s life is a farce. None of it real and none of it her choosing. She escapes Houston’s high society to take care of her deceased grandmother’s home in Nashville and discovers a whole other world…including Ethan. His bold tattoos and lip ring fascinate her. His dimples lure her in. Nothing feels more honest and alive than his black gaze on hers.

But the past closes in, threatening their fragile bond. Can two damaged souls dig through the wreckage to find a life together?

Amazon Pre-order link — http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00VIRPSA6

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Ashlynn Pearce

Were it not for Hope, the Heart would Break…

Once upon a time…You ain’t gonna believe this sh**!

(I always wanted to start a bio like that!) But seriously—scrap that, I’m not serious, but I do love to write. Create characters. Give them hope that there is something better around the corner. It’s my passion. I live and breathe stories. When I’m not arguing with the characters in my head (yes, I do that, you can ask my hubby who thinks I’m nuts btw), I’m taking care of said hubby, my two kids and a melee of furbabies. I’m Okie born and bred and, yes, we get a lot of twisters and, no, there aren’t any teepees around that I’ve seen. Follow me around to see what other mischief I’m up to!

www.AshlynnPearce.com

FB: https://www.facebook.com/ashlynnpearcewriter

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Ashlynn_Pearce

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3512149.Ashlynn_Pearce

Amazon Author page: http://www.amazon.com/Ashlynn-Pearce/e/B008F9J94G

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FUEL DirtSlap #1 – out now!

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Not Your Average Bride (My Guest Blog Post From Tami Lund’s Blog)

Reposted from my good friend Tami Lund @ http://www.tamilund.com, here is my post about my wedding plans

Today, I’m featuring an author who is knee-deep in her own wedding planning. That’s right (write?), Kay Blake is getting married! And she’s here to tell us about average brides… And how she isn’t one of them. Welcome, Kay!

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Thank you, Tami. My name is Kay Blake, and I am getting married in a few months. Most people think brides-to-be are women who turn into gigantic bitches, or the term “Bridezilla.” I am certainly not one of those. Of course, I am quite happy with starting a new chapter in my life. The thing is, getting married means planning a wedding. Planning a wedding means stress. And let’s face it, who has time for added stress?

 

As much as I would like to think that weddings are pretty fabrics, flowers and bows, I am not that kind of girl. Don’t get me wrong because I do love things like flowers and pretty dresses. Hell, my favorite color is pink. It’s just that I’ve never been the kind of girl who wanted extravagant things. I am very simple. Simple in clothes. Simple in the things that make me content, and yes, you guessed it, even with weddings I prefer things to be simple.

My fiancé came into my life riding on his white horse. Okay, so I am exaggerating a little. However, he was sweet, charming, and romantic. He knocked this gal right off her feet. I wasn’t one of those women who had been planning her own wedding since childhood. Hell, being a mom and going to school, I hardly have time to eat a decent meal, let alone plan a wedding.

My fiancé wants this big wedding. Not so much in the ceremony, but he wants the really big reception. All the trimmings to celebrate our love. I mean, sure when he said that I got butterflies in my stomach like I did the day we first kissed, but then came the process of visiting venues and looking at the budget. I had to find a dress for myself and dresses for my girl cubs. Then deciding on the perfect shoes, the menu, and hoping the food doesn’t taste like cardboard. Then there was the color scheme and what could I do with my hair and hoping my youngest cub, who is extremely attached to her parents, will for once give us a spare moment to say our “I Dos.”

Yeah, I know it’s crazy that it’s my fiancé is the one obsessing over the details instead of me, but like I said, I have always been one to appreciate the simpler things in life. So as I sit back, stressing that everything goes on without a hitch, I want to tell any future bride that it is okay to go simple. Be different and do things outside of the norm. Do what makes you happy. As for me, I’ll catch you next time. As the Mrs.

As the months draw near…

As July approaches I find myself getting more exciting than I anticipated with the fact that on the 17th of that month, I will be a married woman again.

My first wedding was a civil ceremony and then a small gathering of close friends and family afterwards. I remember that day as it was yesterday since I was cranky and a bit bitchy. I was pregnant with my son which on the day I had no idea. When I did find out this fact, it explained me feeling sick and the mood I was in.

After my first husband passed away I convinced myself that I would never get married again. The pain and grief was too much at the age I was and I convince myself that I would never do it again.

Well not to get the tears flowing, I met my fiancé online via Facebook in 2012. I share this because it’s strange that out of all the people we both know, I don’t recall him. Actually, we at one point worked in the same place and when he mentioned it my mind went blank.

I had my doubts because I wasn’t looking for anyone. A friend? Possibly? My fiancé was different. It was in his aura and his demeanor. It was in his actions towards me and my older cubs. I fell head over heels for him. Without any warning and certainly not because I wanted to. It just happened.

Now I am in the month of April and my wedding is almost three months away. I admit at first I wasn’t into the details as much as my fiancé was. He was the one thinking of the color scheme and where the reception was going to be. All I wanted was the simple ceremony. We sent out the invitations and I realized that I am starting to get excited. I am starting to get antsier about the little details and hoping that days goes perfect without a hitch.

I can’t wait for that day actually. I am celebrating the love between him and me. He is the one person that accepts me with. All of me. My good and bad and of course it’s vice versa.

Was a new husband, a new marriage for that matter planned? No. Would I have it any other way? No to that either. This story is the beginning of our love story for the rest of our lives. For now as I count down the days, I feel the butterflies in my stomach and I ask how could I get so lucky?