Book Tour: Hand of Chaos by J Hamlet

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How I Cut Almost Two Gatsbies from My Bloated Novel by J. Hamlet

“I’m here tonight working on, well, cutting 70,000 words from my novel.” The only logical response to such a statement is laughter. I made the statement at a regular meetup I attend of other writers and creative types who get together once a week to work on our various projects. Near the beginning we usually go around the room and talk about our projects. When I told them my dilemma, most of them gave me a skeptical “good luck.” Some were trying to be helpful and said “why don’t you split it into two books? Or three?” As tempting as that was, I knew it wasn’t the right way forward. I knew I had to put my novel on a diet. And I knew it wouldn’t be easy.

It all started years before then. When I finished the first draft of my debut novel, Hand of Chaos, it weighed in at a longish 135K words. I knew it needed editing, so I enlisted some beta readers to help. A good number of them gave me the feedback that the story needed more description, maybe more exposition. That didn’t surprise me. I had written a dark fantasy novel set in contemporary times that had mythological creatures, a complex magic system, and a tangle of secret government agencies.

I took that feedback as only a misguided and inexperienced writer would. I did a second draft, then a third draft. When I finished, I checked my word count. Along the way I had added plenty of material to be sure, but I had also made cuts. I thought the word count couldn’t have gone up too much. I was wrong. After all my toil, my novel stood at 195K.

195,000 words is practically a Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows. For a debut novel from an author no one has ever heard of, that’s a recipe for disaster. The thought of doing a fourth draft of my novel was hard, especially knowing how much I would need to axe. My initial target was 125K, as even most small-press publishers won’t touch a novel longer than that.

Obviously, cutting 70K words would require a strategy. As a writer, I believe in learning by reading. I thought about novels I’d read recently that I enjoyed and how they worked. I had just finished Jay Lake’s Green, a novel that throws the reader into a puzzling and unfamiliar world, leaving the reader to slowly piece together the contexts, culture, and significance of the characters. I had also read Meagan Spooner’s Skylark, a superb YA novel that took much the same tack. Presenting an intricate world-building scenario without forcing the reader to drink from the wrong end of the exposition firehose. Both counted on the reader to follow the trail, to put it together themselves.

First, My novel had too much exposition. I had committed the cardinal sin of genre writers: letting the world-building get in the way of telling a story. Over the weeks of building my fourth draft, I cut every piece of exposition I could. For those that survived, I sprinkled it in the dialogue. If I could show, I showed. If I could tell, I at least did it in my characters’ conversations instead of blocky, obtuse paragraphs about magic systems and mythology. I began to learn very quickly how much my attempts to show off all of my ideas caused my narrative to suffer. Painful as seeing neat moments of world-building and ideas was, it had to happen. I was surprised by how streamlined and efficient my chapters became.

Killing the exposition would never be enough. What I called the “flavor” moments died next. Backstories of secondary characters. Particularly cerebral and psychological moments with the villain, fun dialogue not crucial to the story, and, most painful of all, my main character lost a pet. That’s right, the poor animal had to be erased. A lot of it hurt, a lot of it was difficult, but I did it and kept pushing forward.

As I closed in on the last few chapters, I had exceeded my 70K target. My novel already down to 125K, I could’ve left the last few chapters alone. I wasn’t blind, though. I knew these brutal cuts had improved the work. I knew they made me a better writer. When the the dust settled, Hand of Chaos had fallen from 195K to 115K. I thought about how the Great Gatsby was a mere 47K words. Sure, 115K was long by that yardstick, but thinking that I’d nearly purged two complete Great Gatsby’s from my text blew my mind.

Looking back, wanting to stuff every idea, character, and moment I could into my debut novel felt like the right choice. Now, I know better. I know I have more novels and stories to write, and all of those ideas, flavor moments, and backstories can find a home in them somewhere. At least the good ones can.

J. Hamlet is an indie author who has far too many hobbies. His debut novel is Hand of Chaos and he also publishes a weekly serialized tumblr novel called Scarred Earth.

Cover ImageSynopsis: Exhausted, cynical, and confused, Anna is always there to report for duty. She’s part of a clandestine government team that defends the nation against supernatural terrorism—a job that understandably leaves her life in shambles and drives her to drink a little more than she should. Toss in a fear of intimacy with a desire to have friends and lovers like a normal person and, well, Anna is a troubled soul wrapped in a special agent with arcane, magical powers. Waking up hungover at five-thirty in the morning with a zombie-infested apartment building in the heart of DC to deal with, she’s knows she’s got the makings of the worst morning possible.

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JHamlet Bio PicJ. Hamlet: Everyone needs a hobby. I chose writing. Not one of the easier ones. I chose it at the tender age of 14, churning out terrible science fiction novels that heaped on the cliches and barely hidden tropes of all space operas. Thankfully, those creations reside in the prison of an old Commodore 64 hard drive and several 3.5″ disks (kids, ask your parents) in a landfill somewhere. And, let me be clear, the world is better for it. Along the way, I kept writing. Through college. Through grad school. Through the beginning of my career, such as it is. I like to believe I picked up skills. I write genre novels that have characters brimming with personal problems, professional problems, and sexuality. Sure, novels that do this exist. I’m not trying to say they don’t, I just think too few of them are out there and I intend to do my personal best to increase their numbers.

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Book Tour and Giveaway: Gibbin House by Carola Perla

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Author: Carola Perla
Format: eBook and Paperback
Publication Date: September 21, 2011
Publisher: Self-Published
ISBN:
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ISBN13:
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Book Synopsis
During the Second World War, a Hampstead villa named Gibbin House was a refuge.for artists and intellectuals fleeing the continent. But nearly five years later, this former beacon of hope has become a prison for the four men who remain exiled there. The mysterious arrival from Vienna of Anka Pietraru – a young woman unable to voice the unbearable secret of a mother’s sacrifice – will test the men’s perceptions of love and loss. And as Anka unearths old grievances within Gibbin House, its residents will be forced to decide if they have the strength to begin living again or if it is simply too late.
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The giveaway for Gibbin House by Carola Perla is incredible!
There will be a total ofthree winners; one grand prize winner and two additional winners.
The Grand Prize Winner will receive:
1. A signed copy of Gibbin House
2. ‘Vienna Romance’ stationary by ATELIER 1022 Company
3. Limited edition reproduction Stereocard of Trafalgar Square, London – this
Edwardian Era 3-D photograph, dated 1901, served as the novel’s cover art
4. Viewing lorgnette
5. Collector’s edition prologue ‘letter’
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Author Carola Perla
Author Bio
Carola Perla was born in 1977 in Timisoara, Romania, to parents of Peruvian and
German-Romanian heritage. She spent her early childhood in Lima and Munich,
before moving with her family to the United States.
She holds degrees in German Literature and Art History from Florida State
University. Since 2001 she has been a resident of Miami Beach, where she
co-founded an international public relations firm and worked as a freelance
journalist. Her recent projects include the launch of the Atelier 1022 Art Gallery in
Wynwood. Gibbin House is her first novel.
1. Carola, the men who live at Gibbin House are all very unique individuals. When you

add Anka to the “family” the characterization becomes even more diverse. Did you

find yourself struggling at all to switch between the various character voices?

The switch in voices was made relatively easy by the fact that I knew the characters of Anka and

Theodor so well. They are based on people and experiences which greatly shaped me as a young

person. Before I ever put pen to paper, the characters had long existed in my mind, and I had carried

on lengthy conversations with them. Admittedly, the earliest draft was written as two separate

stories from opposite perspectives, which I pieced together after. But by the third draft, switching

from one voice to another came second nature.

2. Since it is mentioned in the long book synopsis I don’t think it is a spoiler to mention

that Anka is mute. It’s an unusual character trait for a protagonist. How did you

decide to write a mute protagonist and what is the symbolism behind this trait?

Anka’s story, that of a young woman in exile, is strongly influenced by my wanting to write my own

version of the heroine journeys I loved as a child. In those stories, muteness was often a central

motif (Hans Christian Andersen is especially known for this). The process of finding one’s ‘voice’

is a powerful symbol for a woman’s self-actualization. Perhaps this is why, as an introverted child

and immigrant, I associated with it so closely. Writing a character who is speech-impaired is not

a light choice and carries with it a certain responsibility, but on a psychological and practical level,

it seemed to serve Anka’s story. And although Anka remains speech-impaired throughout the

novel, she learns to relate and communicate to others in significant and emotional ways. She finds

her ‘voice’, which I feel is much of what her journey is all about.

3. There are thousands of books on the market that relate to World War II but you

took a different approach by writing about a London refuge for those who fled the

war. What inspired you to take this route as opposed to more traditional perspectives

on war-torn Europe?

The old adage is ‘write what you know’, which obviously is not always the easiest task for writers of

historical fiction. Especially when writing about such an extreme period in history as World War II.

An author is responsible to readers who still remember that time. There must be absolute emotional

authenticity. I have always been keenly aware of the war, having grown up in Germany and having

continued to study its culture well into graduate school. The German-Romanian part of my family

was also greatly affected by its events, which I tried to pay homage to by the setting and circumstance

of Anka’s origins.

However, what I learned throughout my life about the war made it abundantly clear to me that I

could not do this very raw and tragic subject justice. So much of what happened then is beyond what

I could imagine or recreate, because it is in its essence unimaginable. I know many other writer of

my generation have set their novels in World War II with much success. I leave it to them. I would

not presume to add anything new or to use it as a vehicle for flexing my creative muscle. My interest

lies in the aftermath of things, in the way experiences resonate, in beginnings and in hopefulness.

4. A photograph of Trafalgar Square, London (dated 1901) served as the novel’s cover

art (a copy of which is included in your amazing giveaway). How long did it take you to

settle on this image for your cover and why did you ultimately make this decision?

The cover originally was going to be an image similar to a portrait from the Romanian painter

Grigorescu, which shows a young woman’s face in a red kerchief set against a black background.

The title of the book, which remained the same for almost nine years before I changed it on the final

draft, was “Bearing Still Lifes and Landscapes”, with the story focused much more on the events in

Vienna and Romania. Over time I I realized that this detracted from the forward motion of the plot.

Once I redirected my focus to the ‘present’ in London, with Vienna and Romania as flashbacks or as

novel excerpts, I also changed the name to “Gibbin House”. The house is one of the main characters,

after all. Serendipitously, my mom had this original stereoscopic photograph of Trafalgar Square

and suggested I used it for the cover. She thought it hints at both the British setting and the early

20th

Century time frame of the story. I think she was right.

5. What is the most valuable lesson you learned while researching, writing and

publishing Gibbin House? Any regrets?

The most valuable lesson I learned was to trust my instincts. There are infinite ways to say one

thing, and not trusting your choices can lead to endless overthinking and editing that often sucks the

life and immediacy out of your writing. If something feels right, leave it alone. I’ve compared early

drafts with the final one, and it’s amazing to see that the portions of prose I wrote without forcing

them are the only ones that remained unchanged throughout each incarnation of the novel.

If I have any regrets about “Gibbin House”, it’s that it took so long to write, I was impatient to put it

out there and did not plan a promotional strategy. As a self-published author, I should have devoted

at least a couple months to spreading the word, getting reviews, etc., before releasing the book. But I

suppose that’s all part of experience. I’m looking forward to getting things right with my next book,

“Humboldt’s Riches.”

Book Blitz and Giveaway: Out for Blood by R. Barri Flowers

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Count Dracula’s Teenage Daughter (Book 1)
 
Published December 17th. 2012
Published by Create Space
Genres: YA/Paranormal

From R. Barri Flowers, the bestselling author of young adult novels, GHOST GIRL IN SHADOW BAY and DANGER IN TIME, comes the first book in an exciting new teen vampire series, COUNT DRACULA’S TEENAGE DAUGHTER: A Transylvanica High Novel.

Sixteen-year-old Kula Lockhart has been living in the town of Harbor Heights, Michigan for two months now, after moving there with her adopted mom from Cheyenne, Wyoming. She attends Transylvanica High School–one of several integrated pilot schools across the country where human and vampire students peacefully coexist.

Kula has no problem with the human-vampire bonding because she has always believed in equality among the living and the living dead. But she is caught completely off guard upon learning that she is the half human daughter of Count Dracula, leader of the oldest and most powerful vampire clan.

She soon discovers that there are some sworn to protect her and others out to get her.

Someone is killing vampires and Kula fears she may be on the hit list. Staying alive becomes a priority as she adjusts to her birthright.

She also has a hot human boyfriend named Eriq. Will he accept her for who she is?

Fans of popular teen vampire, paranormal, and horror fiction series such as Twilight, True Blood, Vampire Diaries, Vampire Academy, and Vampire Kisses will love COUNT DRACULA’S TEENAGE DAUGHTER

Out For Blood (Transylvanica High #2)
 
Published November 3rd, 2013
Published by R. Barri Flowers
Genres: YA/Paranormal
 

From R. Barri Flowers, the bestselling author of the young adult vampire novel, COUNT DRACULA’S TEENAGE DAUGHTER, comes the exciting book two in the Transylvanica High series, OUT FOR BLOOD.

Sixteen-year-old honor student Kula Lockhart is in her second year at Transylvanica High School in Harbor Heights, Michigan. It is one of several integrated pilot schools across the country where human and vampire students peacefully coexist.

Kula recently learned that she is the half human, half vampire daughter of Count Dracula. This has made her a target for those who hate her powerful Dad and vamps in general.

As she comes to terms with her heritage and newfound abilities, things begin to heat up between Kula and her mortal boyfriend, Eriq Pratt. She also has her vamp guardians Ivan and Amelia, as well as several human and vampire friends, to balance her evolving life and times.

When Kula suddenly finds herself being pursued by a new handsome half vamp at school, Sebastian LeBlanc, she is strangely drawn to him, even if her heart belongs to Eriq. Yet Kula can’t help but wonder if it is more than coincidence that Sebastian just happened to arrive in town at around the same time that a vampire or vampires began killing humans. Could Sebastian be behind these vicious attacks?

Another new vampire, Gabryela Roswell, befriends Kula, but has a hidden agenda.

In the meantime, Kula has competition from an attractive human girl, Yvonne Elwood, who has her eye on Eriq. She also has to deal with the gorgeous and mean-spirited cheerleader vamp, Jacquelyn Brossard, a member of the rival Doerzic clan.

As Kula grapples with these issues and the changes in her life, she tries to learn more about her mother, who died in childbirth, from the only person who can give her answers–her dad, Count Dracula.

Fans of popular teen vampire and paranormal fiction series such as Twilight, True Blood, Vampire Diaries, and Vampire Academy will love OUT FOR BLOOD in this captivating series.

Now in print, eBook, and audio. Buy it today!

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About the Author: 

R. Barri Flowers is an award winning criminologist and bestselling author of crime and thriller fiction, crime nonfiction and true crime, relationship novels, and young adult mysteries.

Recent adult mysteries include BEFORE HE KILLS AGAIN, SEDUCED TO KILL IN KAUAI, MURDER IN HONOLULU: A Skye Delaney Mystery, MURDER IN MAUI: A Leila Kahana Mystery, DEAD IN THE ROSE CITY, JUSTICE SERVED, STATE’S EVIDENCE, and DARK STREETS OF WHITECHAPEL: A Jack the Ripper Mystery.

Young adult mystery fiction include OUT FOR BLOOD, TEEN GHOSGT AT DEAD LAKE, COUNT DRACULA’S TEENAGE DAUGHTER, GHOST GIRL IN SHADOW BAY and DANGER IN TIME.

New crime nonfiction books include THE SEX SLAVE MURDERS 2, MURDER OF A STAR QUARTERBACK, MURDER AT THE PENCIL FACTORY, DEAD AT THE SADDLEWORTH MOOR, MASTERS OF TRUE CRIME, PROSTITUTION IN THE DIGITAL AGE, STREETS KIDS, and COLLEGE CRIME.

The author is a member of the American Crime Writers League, International Thriller Writers, Kiss of Death, Mystery Writers of America, and Sisters in Crime.

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OUT FOR BLOOD (Transylvanica High Series #2)

by R. Barri Flowers

PROLOGUE

 The guardians, Ivan and Amelia, stood side by side on Lookout Hill enjoying the landscape below. The waning days of summer would soon give way to autumn. They took it all in for a moment before turning their focus to Kula, the half human daughter of Count Dracula, of whom they were assigned the task of keeping out of harm’s way. It was not easy, but it had to be done.

“She’s gotten so much stronger, so much more confident in the past ten months,” Amelia said.

“I know,” Ivan responded. “Wish we could take credit for it, but the truth is it was her destiny all along. We just helped guide her in the right direction.”

“True, but she still faces many more challenges,” noted Amelia. “The United Front Against Vampires will never stop going after her and the rest of us.”

“Let them try,” Ivan said. “We’ll do whatever is necessary to protect our species—and, of course, Kula.”

“That should definitely keep us on our toes.”

He smiled at her. “Maybe not always.”

She smiled back. “Perhaps not.”

They both concentrated till their eyes reddened and fangs sprouted from their mouths. In an instant, they had turned into vampire bats, flapping their wings to stay afloat.

Leaving behind Lookout Hill, they flew over the valley, taking advantage of the freedom they were afforded as creatures of the day and night, before returning to earth and resuming their lives among the living.

* * *

Neither was aware of another vampire bat that had carefully remained hidden behind some bushes, watching and waiting for the creatures to reappear in human form and walk away.

Only when they were at a safe distance did the bat come out of hiding, flapping its wings effortlessly before rematerializing as a vampire. Fresh blood dripped from its fangs and its eyes burned red with a yearning for more. It took a deep breath and managed to hold the temptation in check for now. Violating the sacred oath against the new norms of society that outlawed taking what was needed from mortals was a dangerous path to go down. But some things couldn’t be helped.

Yet the vampire was able to resist any such urges as its bloodsucker attributes began to change and the appearance of a human took shape. Even then, it still took a moment or two longer for the vampire to regain the equilibrium necessary to function as normal as possible. It would stay that way only until the overpowering urge to act upon one’s natural instincts as a vampire once again took over.

Book Tour and Giveaway: It’s in the Little Things by Gayle Suzanne

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For most of my younger life and well into my thirties, I lived in a semi-state of rush and chaos. I had a lot of energy and never wanted to slow down. When I sat down it was only for a minute or two. My mind was constantly racing, thinking of the next thing I had to do. I had to keep productive. I lived this way for years. I would work, come home, take care of Becca and do laundry and make dinner and iron and vacuum, clean up the kitchen, get tomorrow’s clothes ready, clean up around the house, go to the store, clean out a closet and then crash.
After my divorce, I went through a new found freedom phase and went pretty wild, full speed ahead. I had every other weekend and one night a week on my own while Becca was with her dad. On my free nights I would be out until the wee hours of the morning. I partied quite a bit and hung out with a group of friends who literally saved me after my divorce. They definitely came into my life for a season. I find it amazing how God brings people into our lives for just the perfect amount of time–sometimes for a lifetime and sometimes for a brief time.
At age thirty-five, I realized that after a few years of going out constantly that I needed to grow up, learn how to be a big girl and stay home alone once in a while. I had to always be around people– almost too much. I had a hard time staying alone with myself and I knew that there was work to be done because I knew deep down inside that going out night after night was not a healthy way to live. Could I be avoiding something?
I made a deal with myself that on the weekends when Becca was not with me, I would allow myself permission to go out one night but the other night I would stay home alone. I thought it would be good for me to spend time with myself and hopefully I would learn to love myself and enjoy my own company. Then, I would be able to relax and find peace and quiet within my soul.
The first few times I tried this, I made a list of things to do around the house. I have to admit I accomplished a lot! I was running around painting rooms, cleaning out closets, bagging up clothes, polishing woodwork, replacing tack paper, hanging pictures, cleaning out photo albums, moving things from one floor to another, ironing clothes, etc. Although those duties were positive and constructive, I was not finding much peace. I was literally running from myself by keeping so busy. I did not want to think of my circumstances and have to sort through deep rooted issues in order to heal my life. But I knew I had to, so I began to force myself to sit for a half hour in the quiet and just be.
The first time I tried this half hour silence, it was brutal. I remember after five minutes thinking that was an eternity. I was fidgety and wiggly. My fingers and toes were moving and I was shifting all over the place on the comfy couch. I was easily distracted, thinking about paying the mortgage or looking for a cat that I could play with. It reminded me of the Sponge Bob episode where Sponge Bob was writing a school paper that he didn’t want to write and he was totally distracted by the smallest thing. He would slide down in his chair and play with a pencil or a paperclip. He was so unfocused and wanted to do anything but complete that assignment. That’s how I felt. I couldn’t quiet my mind and concentrate.
It took me a while but I finally became content sitting alone in silence. I had some good cry sessions which were miserable but healing. I knew that my excessive running around was helping me avoid my painful and hurt feelings. The busier I was, the more I did not have to deal with my situation or myself. But I really didn’t want to bury my head in the sand and ignore my issues. I have always been one to deal with things head on, but this was a hard period of time for me.
Now I savor my quiet time. I still have it today– although not as much as I used to. My driving time is my quiet time most days. I use that time to talk to God, think of ways to be a blessing, and how to be okay with just being. Just be. I have to remind myself of that all the time. I am loved because of who I am, not for what I do.

Book Tour: Net Riders by Giorgio Marino

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adventure/science fiction novel for middle graders.

Synopsis: When Zane and Megan crack the Secnet, they stumble across Project Net Rider. It’s an awesome Cyber Warfare program with a virtual netbike to infiltrate any computer in the new global network. But the software is dangerous—and in the wrong hands—capable of unlimited destruction. So when the notorious Haxta steals a copy, the entire world is threatened. And the two hackers have to risk everything to stop him.

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Giorgio Marino has degrees in Engineering and Business and has worked in Technical, Sales and Marketing roles all over Australia. He has travelled extensively around the world to research his novels, and now lives in Adelaide, South Australia with his wife and two young children. His main interests are reading, writing, movies, illustrating, web design, travel and of course, exploring playgrounds. He writes full time and when not running after children, is working on a new novel. Net Riders is his first published book.

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Blog Tour: Without a Doubt by CJ Azevedo

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Without Doubt Synopsis

 

Ava Sterling is tough and the most straight laced girl you will ever meet. Her family and her past have managed to alter her future permanently and she has no desire to allow anyone else into her life or her heart for fear of rejection or further altering.  Ava is alone in the world with the exception of the grandest responsibility she did not create on her own but on her own she will carry for the rest of her life.

Declan James is a MMA fighter, party all night kind of guy. Responsibility is nowhere to be found in his life or so he allows everyone around him to believe. Coming from wealth and a carefree lifestyle, Declan gets what he wants, always. And what he wants is Ava. In his pursuit of getting what he wants, Ava in his bed, his plan changes quickly without his consent. Against his plans of being the next hot bachelor to cross the tabloids as he makes his way to being the Ultimate Light Heavyweight Champion, Declan falls in love. He falls in love without hesitation and without doubt.

Neither Declan nor Ava are aware that fate has inconveniently intertwined their lives forever. Will they be able to survive the aftermath of the truth?

 

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I’m on top of her in a second, my elbows on either side of her head. My mouth connects with hers and although she has tears streaming down her face, there is no hesitation in her kiss.

Ava makes me feel like the word “love” was established just for us. Her and I. Me and her. I know that I would do anything for her, even become a damn accountant if that’s what she wished for on a bright, shining star. I would. It would be the toughest thing to possibly imagine but it wouldn’t be impossible. Surviving the loss of my relationship with her? That would be impossible.

 

About the Author

CJ has lived all over the state of California, Central, South, North and finally landing back somewhere in the middle. She married the boy she fell for when she was only eleven years old and together they have two beautiful heathens. CJ obviously loves to read and write. She can watch the Giant’s play baseball but hates football. She bakes when she’s sad, runs when she’s mad and dances when she’s happy (even if she cant find a rhythm to save her life) If you’re looking for her and can’t seem to find her, look on the staircase, it’s her favorite spot to read.

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Book Blitz and Giveaway: Changling by Ari Harper

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Title: Changling
Author: Ari Harper
Genre: Young Adult/Paranormal

Published October 30th, 2013 by Lyacon Press

 

Summary:

Sully has been struggling to find his place in the group while Nera and Bones fight to keep him safe from those that are hunting him as they did his forefather before him, the last Irish wolf. When they discover who it is, the race is on to allow him to change but protect him at all costs.

To complicate matters, a new family move in next door to Nera and she fears the worst. As they introduce them to the locals, Bones and Nera try to work out why they seem different.

In the meantime, Bones is invited for dinner and her mother falls under his charm and tries to match make, a situation Nera wants to avoid at all costs. With the battle to save Sully foremost in her mind, the constant niggling from her mother is the last thing she needs.

 
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“I think you’re a shape shifter, Sully.” His face was calm when he said the words.

We looked at him, and I think we were all stunned by what he said.

“Shape shifter. Seriously?” Sully asked. “What kind, exactly?”

“Witches and sorcerers who willingly transform into animals and back to their original form,” Bones said from the doorway in a deadpan voice.

I looked up at him, ignoring the way his lips curled into a small, secretive smile. His dark eyes met mine and he raised an eyebrow.

“Thank you, Bones. I couldn’t have said it better myself,” Jasper said.

Bones walked in and poured himself a cup of tea before coming over to sit at the table with us. We stared at him in disbelief. It was a change for me to be lost for words and I know he was enjoying it by the small smile making his lips twitch and the lights dance in his eyes.

“But you said witch or sorcerer,” Sully said. “I’m neither.”

“Actually, Sully, you are.” Jasper looked at him with a grin spreading across his face.

“If that is the case, then how come he can’t do anything?” I wasn’t sure that I believed this.

“Same as it is with you, girl dear. You came into your craft when needs arose or when your body was in the right place with your mind. These things can’t be rushed. We can try to educate Sully as we did with you, but if he isn’t ready… well, it’s up to him really.” Jasper shrugged his shoulders.

“What makes you so sure that’s what I am?” Sully asked nervously, locking his fingers together.

“Bones reminded me what skills my sons had. It stands to reason that they could have passed something onto you, even if it isn’t as strong as it was for them,” Jasper said. He watched the emotions rolling over Sully’s face and smiled.

Bones watched also, but it was me not Sully that was in his sight and I could feel him in my head. My mind was racing, working, quickly sorting out the pros and cons of Sully being a shape shifter and what it could mean to us as a group.

Get out of my head. My gaze bore into his before he looked away, a red tinge creeping up his beautifully chiseled cheekbones.

“Jasper, tell us how this is going to work for Sully,” I asked. “If he doesn’t feel it yet, how much longer will he have to wait to change and when he does, how does he go about it?” I flicked my hair from my face and held out my hands toward him. “Like for example, what does he change into, and how does he change back, and—”

“Slow down, girl dear.” Jasper laughed at me, holding up his hand, palm up. “One thing at a time.”

“What I don’t understand, Jasper,” Brie whispered, her eyes shiny and wide, “is how the shape shifter, you know, does the shifting.”

“Quite simple really, Brie. It’s much like Nera and her ability to move things. She thinks it and it is. The same with shape shifting. Think it and it shall be. Well, that’s the general idea anyway,” Jasper said frowning at his own words.

“Do you mean that if I decide that I’d like to turn into a horse, I would just have to think of it and it would happen?” Sully looked back and forth between Jasper and Bones.

“Not quite,” Bones replied, looking composed once again. “You need to find out what your animal is to start with and that could take a bit of work. Do you remember what Rogan’s animal was, Jasper?”

“Yes, it was the wolf,” Jasper replied, keeping his gaze on Sully.

“Does that mean that the wolf would be mine as well, or would I have a different one?”

“It would be fairly safe to say that you would follow in his footsteps and have the same animal as your ancestor,” Bones replied.

From Jasper’s son Rogan down through the ages to Sully. His skills had come to him from his mother, the Lady Leona, youngest sister of Mari, Queen of the Witches. It was a great surprise to find that Brie and Sully were related to Jasper, but to find that some of his son’s skills could had come down to my friends was extraordinary to say the least.

When we were trying to find Sully’s place in our circle, we hadn’t thought that there would be a connection other than the bloodline. If we had taken more of an interest in the history of our ancestors, we might have had an idea earli

“I think you’re a shape shifter, Sully.” His face was calm when he said the words.

We looked at him, and I think we were all stunned by what he said.

“Shape shifter. Seriously?” Sully asked. “What kind, exactly?”

“Witches and sorcerers who willingly transform into animals and back to their original form,” Bones said from the doorway in a deadpan voice.

I looked up at him, ignoring the way his lips curled into a small, secretive smile. His dark eyes met mine and he raised an eyebrow.

“Thank you, Bones. I couldn’t have said it better myself,” Jasper said.

Bones walked in and poured himself a cup of tea before coming over to sit at the table with us. We stared at him in disbelief. It was a change for me to be lost for words and I know he was enjoying it by the small smile making his lips twitch and the lights dance in his eyes.

“But you said witch or sorcerer,” Sully said. “I’m neither.”

“Actually, Sully, you are.” Jasper looked at him with a grin spreading across his face.

“If that is the case, then how come he can’t do anything?” I wasn’t sure that I believed this.

“Same as it is with you, girl dear. You came into your craft when needs arose or when your body was in the right place with your mind. These things can’t be rushed. We can try to educate Sully as we did with you, but if he isn’t ready… well, it’s up to him really.” Jasper shrugged his shoulders.

“What makes you so sure that’s what I am?” Sully asked nervously, locking his fingers together.

“Bones reminded me what skills my sons had. It stands to reason that they could have passed something onto you, even if it isn’t as strong as it was for them,” Jasper said. He watched the emotions rolling over Sully’s face and smiled.

Bones watched also, but it was me not Sully that was in his sight and I could feel him in my head. My mind was racing, working, quickly sorting out the pros and cons of Sully being a shape shifter and what it could mean to us as a group.

Get out of my head. My gaze bore into his before he looked away, a red tinge creeping up his beautifully chiseled cheekbones.

“Jasper, tell us how this is going to work for Sully,” I asked. “If he doesn’t feel it yet, how much longer will he have to wait to change and when he does, how does he go about it?” I flicked my hair from my face and held out my hands toward him. “Like for example, what does he change into, and how does he change back, and—”

“Slow down, girl dear.” Jasper laughed at me, holding up his hand, palm up. “One thing at a time.”

“What I don’t understand, Jasper,” Brie whispered, her eyes shiny and wide, “is how the shape shifter, you know, does the shifting.”

“Quite simple really, Brie. It’s much like Nera and her ability to move things. She thinks it and it is. The same with shape shifting. Think it and it shall be. Well, that’s the general idea anyway,” Jasper said frowning at his own words.

“Do you mean that if I decide that I’d like to turn into a horse, I would just have to think of it and it would happen?” Sully looked back and forth between Jasper and Bones.

“Not quite,” Bones replied, looking composed once again. “You need to find out what your animal is to start with and that could take a bit of work. Do you remember what Rogan’s animal was, Jasper?”

“Yes, it was the wolf,” Jasper replied, keeping his gaze on Sully.

“Does that mean that the wolf would be mine as well, or would I have a different one?”

“It would be fairly safe to say that you would follow in his footsteps and have the same animal as your ancestor,” Bones replied.

From Jasper’s son Rogan down through the ages to Sully. His skills had come to him from his mother, the Lady Leona, youngest sister of Mari, Queen of the Witches. It was a great surprise to find that Brie and Sully were related to Jasper, but to find that some of his son’s skills could had come down to my friends was extraordinary to say the least.

When we were trying to find Sully’s place in our circle, we hadn’t thought that there would be a connection other than the bloodline. If we had taken more of an interest in the history of our ancestors, we might have had an idea earlier.

~*~

Book One:
 
Witchling (Curse of Kin #1) by Ari Harper
Published November 29th, 2012 by Lycaon Press
 
 
Summary:

Nera is a normal teenage girl living in Ireland, or so she thought until she discovers the family secret.. now her world is forever changed.

Descended from a long line of witches, she discovers she is the one who has to stop the curse that has taken the life of every girl before her.

And if that isn’t enough, she must learn to use magic from the man called Bones. He is the son of Mari, Queen of the Witches…and a god. It is Bones who has been entrusted to teach her the skills she needs to stay alive, which wouldn’t be so bad if he didn’t have an uncanny knack for pushing her buttons.

Can Nera succeed and resist the charms of the man who gets under her skin at every opportunity?

Author Information:
Ari Harper never wanted to grow up. To offset the limitations of aging ungracefully, she created her own set of unique worlds where she can be and do whatever she wants. Gods, witches and demons surround Ari while she spins her magic, doing mainly what they tell her to do. Given a chance, she prefers to work amongst chaos, which is good because she is constantly surrounded by children, all clamoring for attention. Some of them end up in her stories, some of them even get to die grisly deaths or be cast away to another realm.