Monday, April 24, 2017

Spring Fling



I’m so excited to be participating in The Highway Café’s Spring ‘Tastic blog tour, where so many talented authors are sharing their ideas about this time of year. Brainstorming for this tour actually inspired my last blog post, as we threw around the idea of new beginnings at that time, and I figured that would be a great lead in to this post.

So here is my take on spring. Check out the other posts for this tour with the link below. J

My daughter was going through her closet this morning and found her karaoke machine tucked neatly in the corner. When she asked me why it was in there, instead of in its usual place – sitting untouched in my family room – I explained that it hadn’t been used in a while and though she could use it whenever she wanted, it had to find a home. She was less than thrilled, but I was happy to have one less thing to dust.

I’m not sure what it is about this time of year that always makes me want to throw things away. During the colder months, I’m happy to hibernate. A few extra toys or books around don’t bother me. But as soon as the sun starts to shine into my windows and I can turn my heat off, it’s like a switch flicks inside of me and I want to toss away everything that does not have an immediate use. Cabinets get emptied, closets get purged of unworn clothing, and toys that haven’t been played with in a long time magically disappear.

I don’t think I’m alone in this. It’s an inspiring time of year, at least here in the northeast where people start emerging from their houses, enjoying the weather as they go to playgrounds and ball games. They chatter as if they haven’t seen each other in years. Maybe they’re happy because they’re doing the same thing I am. Throwing away the old to make room for the new. Leaving the winter doldrums behind and welcoming the spring flowers (and showers, as we’ve had many so far).

It’s not just physical stuff, either. In spring, I’m more motivated. I want to clear the cobwebs in my head, not just my closets, and accomplish things I’ve been putting off. Fling the old ideas out the window, get rid of the things holding me back, and move on.

I’ve got a few new plans on the horizon. Doing a mental spring cleaning will free up lots of time to help make these plans successful. And who knows what wonderful thing will fill the space where there was once a dusty karaoke machine?

Do you ever do a mental spring cleaning…or a physical one? What kinds of things do you toss away? What do you make room for?

Somewhere on my website, www.kkweil.com I’ve hidden an egg. If you find it, leave a comment here letting me know and then go to The Highway Café’s site at http://transcanadaromancewriters.blogspot.ca/2017/04/spring-tastic-tour.html and leave a comment there, saying where you found it, for a CHANCE TO WIN A “BASKET OF BOOKS”. Don’t forget to check out the posts by the other wonderful authors on the Highway Café’s Spring ‘Tastic Tour as well and enter for more chances to win!

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

New Beginnings

There’s a tree in my front yard that sits bare for the entire winter. When the weather starts to get warm, it blooms. First, with small white flowers and then, about a week later, they turn the most lovely pink. Though spring officially began weeks ago, it’s the blooming of that tree that means it’s really here to me.

We look for a lot of moments throughout the year to start over. January first screams resolutions, a birthday means starting a personal new year and spring breathes life into so many things in nature. When I noticed my tree this morning, I thought of just that – a new beginning.

Each day, I bounce back and forth between enjoying my writing and my other job, teaching. But for over a year now, I’ve been remiss in doing this, keeping up with my blog, sharing my thoughts. I’ve been toying with the idea of revamping my blog to make it more interactive with readers and writers. Because of this (or maybe because I’m using it as an excuse), I’ve neglected to keep up with writing regular posts. I told myself I’d begin again when the New Year came, but that didn’t happen. Then I set another date that was meaningful to me, but I didn’t do it then, either.

I think it’s human nature to do that. Put something off because the timing isn’t perfect, or it’s not exactly what we want to it be. I’ve done that more times that I could possibly count. What I realized today is that it doesn’t need to be some special date, and all the stars don’t have to align. I just have to do it. Sit down, even if it’s not ready, even if my interactive blog idea isn’t flushed out yet, and write a post.

So here I am. Ready for my new beginning. Or my re-beginning. Hopefully, like my tree outside, it will bloom into something lovely.


Monday, January 23, 2017



Check out this awesome novel by fellow author Lori Sizemore...


Blurb

Justine Montgomery, daughter of a divorced beauty queen and TV magnate, is a tabloid disaster after her infamous sex tape. She’s so desperate to help save her family’s home she turns to her deal-making dad. Can she prove to him she’s cut out for a career in television or will she lose it all?
Sawyer has his own past and a successful career is his only goal. Seeing Justine fail would mean the promotion of a lifetime, but things get complicated when he develops feelings for her. Suddenly, the lines between work, life, sex, and love are blurry.
They will have to overcome the bitterness of a rejected ex, the controlling actions of her father, and the half-truths they’re telling one another to forge a lasting partnership both on the job and off the clock.

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Friday, December 9, 2016

Check out this new release from the talented Tena Stetler, available today, just in time for the holidays.
                                                      
                  
A Witch's Holiday Wedding by Tena Stetler

 Blurb:
Elemental witch, Pepper McKay and former Navy SEAL, Lathen Quartz have built Lobster Cove Wildlife Rescue and Rehabilitation Center on enchanted McKay land. During a romantic interlude on Halloween night, Pepper happily agrees to become Lathen’s wife. What better day than Winter Solstice for their wedding in a town that loves celebrations and Christmas. However, planning a wedding and operating their wildlife center takes a toll on both Pepper and Lathen. 
 When the couple takes a much-needed break for Thanksgiving with family in Colorado, a Maine snowstorm fills the center with injured wildlife. Lathen finds himself drawn into a covert military mission, while trying to deal with issues concerning friends and family. Pepper wants to cancel the wedding. Is she having second thoughts? Will the nosy McKay ghosts, Lathen’s werewolf pack, Pepper’s parents, and her best friend help or hinder the wedding and holiday plans?

 Excerpt:
A strong arm whipped around her waist, the air whooshed out as she squealed. Pepper balled up her gloved fist as a large warm hand wrapped around her wrist. "I've seen you defend yourself. Not going to chance it." A deep voice chuckled behind her.
"Lathen -- I'm going to..."
He spun her around and covered her cold lips with his warm ones. Werewolves run several degrees warmer than most of the population, one of the many things she loved about him. She relaxed into him, their parkas making a wisping sound as the material rubbed against each other. "That's better," he murmured against her lips. 
All at once the lights in the town square blinked on. Low positioned red and green laser light decorations sparkled over the snow-covered ground and onto the gazebo complementing the white lights. From the other direction, a blue laser sprinkled tiny snowflakes across the building. Evening fell quickly in December. 
"This is absolutely beautiful," She breathed against his chilled cheek and whirled out of his hold taking in all the lighted decorations not visible earlier. Then she pointed toward the bulletin board. "I've been reading the town's holiday events, Lobster Cove really embraces Christmas." 
"Told you." Lathen said smugly. "Even some of the boats docked in the harbor are decked out with colored lights."

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Sunday, December 4, 2016

Christmas Blog Tour

I’m taking part in a fun and unique holiday blog tour, in which all of the authors have been replaced by elves. J Come take a look…

Hi, I’m am elf named Krafty Kelly.

At the North Pole, I am a gift wrapper. I love my job because I get to be creative and decorative all day long. But beware, because my crafty nature isn’t limited to wrapping…you might find some tricky surprises in those bows and ribbons.
While working, I like listening to fun, upbeat holiday songs, like Sleigh Ride and I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus.

My favorite holiday drink is eggnog with Irish cream. When I put some marshmallows on top, it becomes a snack, too. J

I’m a Secret Santa for Frangelica Tinselbaubles. For Christmas, I’m giving her a sweet bar, filled with nuts, melted chocolate, cookies crumbles, caramel and jam, to top her delicious shortbread cookies.

Here’s a special holiday craft: 

Homemade wreaths

If you buy a Christmas tree that has some sagging branches that need to be cut off, put the branches to good use.

Bend a wire hanger into a circle. Overlap branches in a circle and attach to the wire hanger, and to each other, with a hot glue gun. Secure to hanger by tying twine around the branches and hanger in several spots. Cover the twine with tinsel or ribbon so it doesn’t show. Hot glue any other decorations you want, and you have your own lovely wreath.



 
An act of charity brings them together, but can they be as generous to each other?
For most people, the holidays are a time of warmth, happiness and celebration. But to Jenna Samuels, they mean only one thing. Mounting debt. A single mother, Jenna struggles to make ends meet and to her, it’s a season of excess and distress.
James Garrison is in over his head, too. His ex-wife said he wasn’t equipped to take care of his twins, and now that he’s got joint custody, he fears she was right. They’re wild, spoiled, and always fighting. When they knock Jenna’s daughter into the “Gifting Tree,”—a part of their town’s charity collection—the parents are immediately attracted to each other. But James has had his fill of cold women and Jenna won’t make the mistake of falling for another man who disappears when life gets too heavy.
As their paths cross, James and Jenna must decide whether first impressions are accurate, or if sometimes, people are not what you assume at all.


Check out the rest of our Elf tour at these blogs:

Stacy Holmes - www.writerknapsack.com 
Denyse Bridger - http://www.fantasypages.ca

Linda Carroll-Bradd - http://blog.lindacarroll-bradd.com (participating on Dec 16 only)

Monday, November 14, 2016

Christmas Reads

Starting to get into the holiday spirit? Looking for a story or two to warm you up? Me, too! Here are some wonderful Christmas books written by fellow authors with my publisher, The Wild Rose Press. Two of them are available for preorder now, and one is already out for your immediate reading pleasure. Happy reading!

Here's the first one:
                                                     
                 
A Witch's Holiday Wedding by Tena Stetler

 Blurb:
Elemental witch, Pepper McKay and former Navy SEAL, Lathen Quartz have built Lobster Cove Wildlife Rescue and Rehabilitation Center on enchanted McKay land. During a romantic interlude on Halloween night, Pepper happily agrees to become Lathen’s wife. What better day than Winter Solstice for their wedding in a town that loves celebrations and Christmas. However, planning a wedding and operating their wildlife center takes a toll on both Pepper and Lathen.
 When the couple takes a much-needed break for Thanksgiving with family in Colorado, a Maine snowstorm fills the center with injured wildlife. Lathen finds himself drawn into a covert military mission, while trying to deal with issues concerning friends and family. Pepper wants to cancel the wedding. Is she having second thoughts? Will the nosy McKay ghosts, Lathen’s werewolf pack, Pepper’s parents, and her best friend help or hinder the wedding and holiday plans?

 Excerpt:
A strong arm whipped around her waist, the air whooshed out as she squealed. Pepper balled up her gloved fist as a large warm hand wrapped around her wrist. "I've seen you defend yourself. Not going to chance it." A deep voice chuckled behind her.
"Lathen -- I'm going to..."
He spun her around and covered her cold lips with his warm ones. Werewolves run several degrees warmer than most of the population, one of the many things she loved about him. She relaxed into him, their parkas making a wisping sound as the material rubbed against each other. "That's better," he murmured against her lips.
All at once the lights in the town square blinked on. Low positioned red and green laser light decorations sparkled over the snow-covered ground and onto the gazebo complementing the white lights. From the other direction, a blue laser sprinkled tiny snowflakes across the building. Evening fell quickly in December.
"This is absolutely beautiful," She breathed against his chilled cheek and whirled out of his hold taking in all the lighted decorations not visible earlier. Then she pointed toward the bulletin board. "I've been reading the town's holiday events, Lobster Cove really embraces Christmas."
"Told you." Lathen said smugly. "Even some of the boats docked in the harbor are decked out with colored lights."

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Barnes & Noble: Not available yet.


About the Author:
Tena Stetler is a paranormal romance and cozy mystery author with an over-active imagination.  She wrote her first vampire romance at the age of  thirteen, to the chagrin of her mother and the delight of her friends. Colorado is home; shared with her husband, a brilliant Chow Chow, a spoiled parrot and a forty-year-old box turtle.  Any winter evening, you can find her curled up in front of a crackling fire with a good book, a mug of hot chocolate and a big bowl of popcorn.  Her books tell tales of magical kick-ass women and mystical alpha males that dare to love them.

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Twitter Page: www.twitter.com/TenaStetler      

Here's the second one:

                                                              


A Kiss Under the Christmas Lights by Peggy Jaeger

 Blurb:

With Christmas just a few weeks away, Gia San Valentino, the baby in her large, loud, and loving Italian family, yearns for a life and home of her own with a husband and bambini she can love and spoil. The single scene doesn’t interest her, and the men her well-meaning family introduce her to aren’t exactly the happily-ever-after kind.

Tim Santini believes he’s finally found the woman for him, but Gia will take some convincing she’s that girl. A misunderstanding has her thinking he’s something he’s not.

Can a kiss stolen under the Christmas lights persuade her to spend the rest of her life with him?

Excerpt:

After an hour of helping people move supplies from cars, I passed by mama who was carrying a humongous plastic swaddled baby Jesus statue for the crèche when she called out, “The new guy is here.”
            “Where?” I put down the ladder I’d been carting and looked in the general direction of where she’d pointed her chin since her arms were full of the Lord.
            I found him in an instant. It wasn’t difficult because he was the only guy in the parking lot I didn’t recognize. Plus, he was dressed head to toe in basic clergy black. Black long sleeved shirt under a black vest over black trousers and standard issue shiny black boring priest shoes.
            His back was to me and he was carrying a table, but after he put it down and turned around I got a good look at the front of him.
            And Holy Mary, Mother of God, what a front he had.
            Close cropped military style hair the color of wind blown wheat topped a head which stood – truly – head and shoulders above everyone else around. The guy had to be six-three at least. Sharp, etched cheekbones God cut with a knife, sat under deep and dark oval shaped eyes. His face was a composite of planes and angles, the carved cheeks meeting up with a chiseled-from-stone chin. Hardened concrete looked softer than this guy’s jawline. His nose was perfectly fixed in the center of his face, the slight aquiline bend at the tip bringing to mind Michelangelo’s David, the cupid’s bow under it well-defined and pronounced. Clean shaven, his mouth was full and thick and - God help me – looked utterly kissable.
            I could tell even with the chunky vest covering his torso, he was closer to thin than stocky, but from the way his biceps pulled against his sleeves, he had some muscle to him.
            And some pair of legs. They went on forever, from heaven to earth in a full, hard line.
            I don’t know how long I stood there just gawking with my mouth open like an empty cannoli shell waiting to be filled, but I’m being truthful when I say I couldn’t move. My feet were frozen to the ground, my knees had locked, and my hips weren’t taking me anywhere soon.
            This was one beautiful man.
            The old masters would have used him as a springboard for their work, and I could actually picture him in a Botticelli fresco, garbed in Roman robes, lounging while naked, buxom-breasted chubby women fed him grapes and sweetmeats.
            In the time it took for a hummingbird to flap its wings once, I pictured myself as one of those women.

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About the Author:


Peggy Jaeger is a contemporary romance novelist who writes about strong women, the families who support them, and the men who can’t live without them.

Contact Information: 

Website/Blog: peggyjaeger.com
Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/peggyjaeger/



And third but not least:


Match Made in the Highlands by Pam Binder

Blurb

 Logan Mackinnon, confirmed bachelor, has put his life on hold to help his father care for his mother and honor her dying wish to tour Stirling Castle. Sparks fly when Logan meets Irene Redmond on the tour, and they are both transported back in time to the thirteenth century. But their budding romance is tested when they learn the conditions needed for their return to the twenty-first century. The castle is enchanted and only a marriage between two people who truly love each other will break the spell.

Irene Redmond expected to unravel family secrets, instead she meets Logan Mackinnon, a man who awakens long-ago dreams of a happily-ever-after. But are their feelings strong enough to break the castle's enchantment?


Excerpt:

Strong arms wrapped around her. "Don't worry," Logan said. "I've go you."
    She clung to his neck as he gathered her closer. She could feel his heart beat against her chest, or was that hers? Random thoughts popped in and out. How had he reached her so fast? Did he think she was clumsy? Too heavy?
     Pathetic. He'd saved her, and all she could think about was her weight. Still...
     She squirmed in his arms. "Thank you, but you can put me down."
     "And blow my one chance to rescue a beautiful damsel in distress? Not a chance. Besides, we're almost there."
     Although the bagpipes were louder and she could hear the haunting notes of a flute, the mist was as dense as ever. "How can you tell?" She said.
     She felt a rumble of laughter rise in his chest. "It's a guess.  I haven't a clue."

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Bio: 

Pam Binder is an award-winning Amazon and New York Times bestselling author. Publishers Weekly has said: "Binder gracefully weaves elements of humor, magic and romantic testions into her novels." Drawn to Celtic legends and anything Irish or Scottish, Pam blends historical events, characters, and myths into everything she writes. Pam is also a conference speaker, writing instructor, and president of the Pacific Northwest Writers Association. 

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Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Here's a character interview for my coming release, Better to Give. This was originally posted on Casi McLean's Halloween Hop, which you can find here: http://casimclean.com/aba-halloween-hop/

Thanks for coming today, Jenna. So, with Halloween quickly approaching, can you tell us your favorite thing about the holiday?

To be honest, I was never much into Halloween before. Sure, I always took my daughter, Nora, trick or treating, but that was about it. This year will be the first Halloween we’re spending with James and his children. They’ve invited us to a big party, with pumpkin painting and a haunted corn maze. They’ve assured me it won’t be too scary. Nora is still little, after all.

Will you be dressing up?

There’s another first for me. I haven’t worn a costume since I was a kid myself. Not a lot of time for playing dress-up when you have a child as young as I did. But yes. James is insisting that we wear costumes to the party and I’m happy to do something new.

What are you going to be?

We’re going as scissors and a comb, in honor of the first time James made up an excuse to come see me at the salon where I work. It’s a little silly, but I’m finding I like that.

I take it you’re not used to silly either?

I’ve taken life pretty seriously since I had Nora. Everything became about caring for her and earning enough money to give her what she needs. When I met James, my first instinct was to blow him off as a player looking for his latest hook-up. I was wrong, though. He’s nothing like that. Being with James actually reminds me of what it’s like to have fun. I can be responsible and a good mother and still enjoy my life. There’s got to be a balance, you know? And I think in finding the balance, it makes me better for Nora, too.

What one thing do you hope to remember about Halloween this year?


When I look back, I’d like to remember this as the first Halloween where I found the ghosts and goblins scarier than what life has in store for me. J