YASH (Young Adult Scavenger Hunt) Time!

Welcome to YA Scavenger Hunt! This bi-annual event was first organized by author Colleen Houck as a way to give readers a chance to gain access to exclusive bonus material from their favorite authors…and a chance to win some awesome prizes! At this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each author, you also get a clue for the hunt. Add up the clues, and you can enter for our prize–one lucky winner will receive one signed book from each author on the hunt in my team! But play fast: this contest (and all the exclusive bonus material) will only be online for 72 hours!

Go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page to find out all about the hunt. There are EIGHT contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or all! I am a part of the PINK TEAM–but there is also a team pinkRED, BLUE, GOLD, GREEN,ORANGE, TEAL, and PURPLE for a chance to win a whole different set of signed books!

If you’d like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, and see the full list of prizes up for grabs, go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page.

Directions: Below, you’ll notice that I’ve listed my favorite number. Collect the favorite numbers of all the authors on the pink team, and then add them up (don’t worry, you can use a calculator!).
Entry Form: Once you’ve added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.
Rules: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian’s permission to enter. To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit the completed entry form by October 4th, at noon Pacific Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.
Today, I am hosting Caroline T. Patti on my website for the YA Scavenger Hunt!
Caroline T. Patti is the author of The World Spins Madly On, Too Late to Apologize, A Little Faith and Life After You (Sept. 2015). She’s a former school librarian and teacher, avid reader, and Green Bay Packer fan. She lives in Northern California with her husband and two daughters. When she’s not writing, she’s probably on Twitter (carepatti).
Caroline’s book, Into the Dark, looks and sounds absolutely fascinating. I can’t wait to get a chance to read it!
YASH2015authorbookA girl’s sweet sixteen party is supposed to be among the most memorable events of her life. But on the night of hers, Mercy Clare wakes in the waiting room of a hospital with no memory of how she got there. To make matters worse, she’s wearing something she’d never be caught dead in: her best friend Lyla’s clothes. Mercy’s nightmare is just beginning. The doctor arrives to tell her that it’s she who lies in the hospital bed waiting to die. A trip to the bathroom confirms Mercy’s fears, as Lyla’s face stares back at her and Lyla’s curvy figure pokes through her tight clothes. But finding out what’s really going on won’t be easy. Because if Mercy wants her body back, it might just cost Lyla her life.
Find out more information by checking out the author website or find more about the author’s book here!
Caroline has a deleted scene to share with us today. Here it is…

                  I got off late from Wally’s. Again. I knew my dad was going to be pissed off when I got home. He hated that I worked in a pub and he hated it even more that my shifts kept me out until the wee hours of the night on a pretty regular basis.

                  All the lights were on when I pulled up to the house. “Perfect.”
                  I slammed the car door and trudged up the path preparing myself for the nightly scolding.
                  “Hey Dad.” The wooden screen door slapped against the frame.
                  “You’re late.” His voice came from the kitchen.
                  “Sorry. Full house tonight. Kate really needed my help.”
                  “You have finals tomorrow.”
                  “Got it covered.” I didn’t wait for a response before fleeing to my room. Securing the deadbolt, I breathed a sigh of relief.
                  A hand clamped down on my mouth. I gasped, dropping my keys to the floor.
                  “Don’t scream.” He whispered into my neck.
                  I turned and shoved him off. “Jesus Christ, Jay! You scared the shit out of me.”
                  “Sorry.” He laughed, throwing his hands up in playful surrender.
                  “My Dad’s still awake.”
                  “I know.” His chest puffed out as he walked toward me. “Do you know how quiet I had to be? I’ve been bored off my ass waiting for you.” He flashed me his most charming smile. “You were supposed to be home an hour ago.”
                  “You sound like my dad.”
                  I flipped on the light. He squinted, covering his face
.                 “Damn, C, this place is a disaster.” Jay shook his head.
                  “Please, like your room is any better! At least I have an excuse.”
                  Illuminated, it was no longer possible to deny that my room looked like a post-disaster photo-op. The room was divided in two packing stages, first my trip with Millie, and second, the move to San Francisco. There were boxes everywhere, stacked and huddled in corners. Buried beneath packing material was my desk. It was a miracle I was able to study in this mess. Crammed in the far corner of the room, my bed was unmade and calling to me.
                  “Jay, I’m really tired. I need to get some sleep.”
                  “Fine with me.” He slid off his shoes.
                  “You can’t stay here tonight.” I protested, handing his shoes back to him.
                  “Why not?” Effortlessly, he slid his belt off.
                  “Jay.” I laughed, shaking my head at his cheesy striptease.
                  Shirtless, he grabbed me by the waist. I hid my face, leaving my neck open. His lips met my throat and my breath stopped. Eyes closed, I leaned into his kiss.
                  He reached behind me and flipped off the lights.
                  Fifteen minutes later I fell asleep with Jay’s body intertwined with mine.
                  My heavy eyelids were no match for the sunlight that came pouring through the windows. My head felt sluggish. Next to me Jay moaned.
                  “Claire.” My father pounded on the door. “It’s almost seven.”
                  I shoved Jay with all of my five foot six frame.
                  “Claire, are you awake?” The doorknob rattled. Thank god for the deadbolt I installed a few months prior when Jay started sleeping over regularly.
                  “Yeah Dad, I’m up.”
 I finally managed to rouse Jay from slumber. Hearing my father’s voice, he sprang from my bed and dashed to grab his jeans and shoes. He was half way out the window by the time I slid my bathrobe around me.
                  “Love you.” He called over his shoulder.
                  “Love you too.”

And don’t forget to enter the contest for a chance to win a ton of signed books by me, Jennifer Tressen, and more! To enter, you need to know that my favorite number is 17. Add up all the favorite numbers of the authors on the pink team and you’ll have all the secret code to enter for the grand prize!

To keep going on your quest for the hunt, you need to check out the next author Denise Jaden!
I’m giving away a couple prizes so check it out to win because come on, who doesn’t love to win stuff?
Click the link below to win a $5 Amazon giftcard and signed copies of “Castle in the Air” and “Sleeping in the Morgue

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Enter to win a $15 Amazon giftcard when you purchase either “Castle in the Air” or “Sleeping in the Morgue” on Amazon and send me the Amazon order number.

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Thanks so much for hanging out with me today. Enjoy the hunt!!!

Have a wonderful day and happy reading!


They say absence makes the hard grow fonder. Well, it’s been a long time since I last posted and I’m not sure anyone was missing me! But either way, I’m back.

Wish I could say my absence was for good reasons. Unfortunately it wasn’t. Much of the last few months has been spent in a holding pattern, waiting out hours, days and weeks waiting for improvement with a very dear family member who underwent brain surgery. Why these things happen I don’t know. Why some people make it through unscathed and others are permanently altered I don’t always understand. Knowing its a possibility doesn’t make it any better though for it’s one of those things you don’t honestly believe will ever happen to you…and yet it did occur in our family. It has been an emotional rollercoaster. One I’ll surely write about some day.

The part I feel the worst about is the way it has impacted my children. There were many days of seeing mommy cry, daddy sad, the two of our zombies walking about, gone at the hospital and much more. I feel like they lost out on summer. Sure, we still did lots of things…but the super mom plan I had to make summer incredibly awesome filled with scavenger hunts, fort building, Lego mechanisms, science experiments and endless trips to the library all dissolved. I know such is life. I know things happen. But our sadness, our grief, our exhaustion….it did impact them and I wish I could have made the experience better. We have been improving our expression of these emotions and now allowing the kids to see their papa in his current state, but that in itself is incredible difficult as well.

This is just a phase of life and will change like all other things. For now we are riding the storm waves and holding our breath to see where things lead us.

Sorry for my absence. I can’t promise it won’t happen again, but I will attempt to be better about keeping up with my writing. Have a wonderful day everyone!

Save the Cat – 10 Years Later

Sitting at the boardroom table of my feature development screenwriting class at Chapman University I was filled with anticipation and anxiety. My leg shook nervously as I looked up at the legendary Blake Snyder. I was more excited to take this class than any other in my entire life. Just a semester before I had changed my major from cinematography to screenwriting.

Blake’s book was fresh off the press. None of us knew it was going to be the next big thing or that Blake would be hailed a screenwriting genius…not even Blake. I was excited to take his class because I considered him a family film guru, exactly the type of entertainment I planned on writing. Later that day Blake told me it was so refreshing to have someone love family entertainment as much as he did. He said most people only wanted to concentrate on the big action pictures, thrillers and buddy comedies. He said I was genius for going into family entertainment because it was timeless and that’s where the big money was; family entertainment was never a trend.

I bought a copy of Blake’s book that day from him. It was to be the “textbook” for our course. Blake sold it to myself and my fellow screenwriting students at a discount, a number he seemingly made up off the top of his head stating he wished he could give it away for free, but that his publisher would kill him. I instantly knew I would love him. Blake’s enthusiasm for storytelling was contagious. As I got to know him more over the years I realized it was teaching “the story” which made him happy. Constructing and deconstructing stories was his saving grace, probably the only thing which made his demons go away.

The semester came and went in a flash, and with it Blake. Thankfully we stayed in contact, in fact, Blake always answered his phone, returned my emails and helped solve every story problem I presented him. In fact, he even helped deal with personal problems. It was during one such meeting that I saw the depth of his sadness; in talking about my dad, he shared his own story of loss. The depth of Blake’s grief was deep, yet most of the time it was hidden by a smirk, sarcastic wit and brilliant ideas.

It has been 10 years since the first of Blake’s Save the Cat books was published. Ten years. God, it has gone by in a blink.

Save the Cat was and still is the book on screenwriting. Blake made story structure a simple equation. I read somewhere that his dear friend Tracey Jackson said Blake could break down a story to find the problem in three minutes and fix it in four. I couldn’t agree more.

Every day while I’m writing I ask myself, “What would Blake do?”

I still hear his voice in my head…

“Where’s the irony?”

“Add more ‘fun.'”

“What’s the story?”

“I figured it out!”

Blake, I miss you. Ten years later and I still have the notes I took that first class as well as the handouts he gave us and of course, that first copy of Save the Cat…and I’m never letting it go.


“Where do you find the time? (to write)” Blog Hop and Giveaways!!!

“Where do you find the time?”

I’ve been asked that question a million times.

“Where do you find the time?”

Like anything in life you find time for things that are important to you, it’s about prioritizing. My children are my main priority, however, I need something that’s just for me as well. That’s what writing is, my “me time.”

People always say, “That must be impossible because you need it to be completely silent to think, right?”

Umm, no. I’m perfectly capable of thinking and expressing my thoughts in utter chaos every day. I have three and five year old boys, do  you think my house is ever quiet? When it is that’s when I get suspicious and have to investigate to see what mischief they’ve managed to get themselves into.

Time management for me is a constant battle. One I haven’t yet mastered. I sometimes wish I had a more set schedule without allocated times for everything, but then again, my husband and I have always been more spontaneous and that has led to some amazing experiences. Thus writing often happens at the most random times; 15 minutes here between prepping a meal and actually cooking it, 2 hours after the kids go to bed, 30 minutes while they watch a cartoon and so on. Is it ideal? No. But it works for me now. Life is constantly changing and I’ll continue to change with it as well. I’m flexible in that regard and I want my life to be in order to accommodate my kids. I did give birth to them to enjoy them after all.

I hope my children will look at me being a writer as a cool thing, something they’ll brag about to friends. “My mom makes up stories for a living. She takes people on adventures in her books and makes them think. She brings characters to life on television.” That sort of thing. I also think it’s important because literacy is so important to me. So being a writer is a direct connection to literacy for my boys. I feel like if you can read you can do anything.

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Amazing and Incredible Books Blog Hop – Giveaways!!!!


My favorite amazing and incredible books are….

I love Boulevard by Stephen Jay Schwartz. Have to tell you it’s a sick gem of a novel. Captivating, criminal and delicious in its intoxicating rhythm and the desire to turn the next page. Definitely not an “inspirational” or “feel good” book but it’s “incredible” because it is masterfully written with fascinating characterization.


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Cover reveal for Cassie Shine’s new book – YOURS TRULY

I loving supporting other YA writers so I’m thrilled to take part in the cover reveal for YOURS TRULY, book 1 in Cassie Shine’s brand new Pen Pal Series! Check out the cover below, enter the giveaway, and be sure to let me know what you think in the comments.

YOURS TRULY by Cassie Shine
Coming this fall!


Sixteen-year-old Laia Hawkins wonders what in the heck she’s supposed to say to Adrian Gutierrez, the name of her new pen pal—thanks to her World History teacher. How could Adrian, from Seville, Spain, possibly relate to Laia and her quiet life in a suburb of Kansas City, Missouri?

But, as Adrian and Laia write to each other, friendship blossoms and secrets emerge. Laia finds comfort in Adrian’s letters confessing truths she’s kept hidden—even from those closest to her—like how lost she’s felt since her father’s death, her anxiety about graduation, and her fears about leaving her family and two best friends.

Adrian, determined to help Laia come out of her shell and face her fears, devises a series of challenges that she must complete and document in her letters to him.

And, what started as an innocent game of twenty questions becomes more.

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What do you think of the cover?

Be sure to add YOURS TRULY to your TBR on Goodreads!

Cassie ShineAbout Cassie Shine

Cassie Shine is the YA author of Harp’s Song and Harp’s Voice. An avid reader and lover of music, she has a weak spot for all things teenybopper, especially boy bands. She also loves classical, country, rock and well, pretty much everything.
After living in St. Louis for more than ten years, she and her husband packed up a U-Haul and headed west. They currently live in Orange County, CA with their furry kids Finnegan and Molly.


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YASH Giveaway Winners

Time for the winners!

Since there were so many new followers on Facebook, Twitter, my newsletter and comments on my blog post regarding the advanced reading copy of my next novel “Castle in the Air” I decided to choose multiple winners, one from each network. So the winners of my ultimate sophisticated method of writing everyone’s name on a piece of paper and having my kids pull them out of a bowl are….

on Facebook: Maud Grefte
on Twitter: @sherlockholmsey
via my newsletter: Sharon Berge
on my blog: Melissa Robles

Congratulations everyone! I’ll email you shortly regarding your copy.

Thank you to everyone who participated! Have a wonderful week!

Young Adult Scavenger Hunt (YASH) – It’s live!

Welcome to the 10th YA Scavenger Hunt!


Hello! I am Jennifer Tressen,

your hostess for this leg of the hunt.


About Me

I actually have a degree in screenwriting, my work entails editing/rewriting scripts for producers and other writers. I even work for an Oscar winning screenwriter from time to time. I’m the current series writer for an animated children’s show, “Max and Wrigley” but write YA and NA novels as well. In contrast to the happy, innocent kids tv show I write, my novels tend to be dark, sarcastic and edgy. Yes, I have a dark side….I’m a good girl at heart but it’s so fun to write like a bad girl!!!
That’s why I love to write – I can be anyone even if just for a couple hundred pages.

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Team Purple

Looking for my exclusive bonus contest? You’ll have to keep searching.

But, first, a few rules.


Directions: Below, you’ll notice that I’ve listed my favorite number. Collect the favorite numbers of all the authors on TEAM INDIE, and then add them up (don’t worry, you can use a calculator!)

Entry Form: Once you’ve added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.

Rules: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian’s permission to enter. To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit the completed entry form by SUNDAY, APRIL 5TH, at noon Pacific Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.

On this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each participating YA author, you also get a secret number. Add up the numbers, and enter it for a chance to win a major prize–one lucky winner will receive at least one signed book from each author on my team in the hunt! But play fast. This contest (and all the exclusive bonus material) will only be online until noon PST on Sunday, April 5th!

There are EIGHT contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or all! Check out each team for a chance to win eight different sets of signed books!

If you’d like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, and see the full list of prizes up for grabs, go to the YA Scavenger Hunt page.

Now that all the technical stuff is out of the way, I’ll introduce the author I am hosting on this hunt.

I am super excited to be hosting…
hilary thompson Head Shot

HILARY’S BIO:  Hilary Thompson was born to parents who made a habit of taking roads less traveled. But she was also a Libra, a first child, and an independent, willful child, so she has made a habit of taking a few roads on her own.

After trying on hats made for artists, architects, restaurant and retail workers, landscape designers, legal secretaries, and professional students, she retreated back to her first loves of education and writing.

Hilary now teaches high school full time, writes whenever and wherever she can, and reads as much as her eyes can handle. She also tries not to spoil her own independent, willful children or neglect her wonderful soul-mate of a husband too much. She tends to ignore laundry baskets and dirty dishes.”

Jennifer here-I too try not to spoil my independent willful boys but they are…I can’t imagine what it’s going to be like when they’re 17.

The book Hilary is showcasing in the YA Scavenger Hunt this season is



Jennifer here – Check out that amazing cover. I always wanted red hair but my husband hates it and would kill me. So I always just tell him that if someday I walk in with flaming red hair it’s because he really pissed me off. Okay, enough about my nonsense, let me tell you about this incredible book!

“The people need Justice, but she’s not listening.

One hundred years before, the Great Sickness reduced the world to three cities. Now the community of Asphodel is trapped underground, waiting for the prophesied maiden of Justice to return and save them from their Fates.

Sixteen-year-old Astrea is supposed to be this savior – too bad for them she isn’t a believer.

Trea fights against her false destiny: she rebels against her family and friends, then refuses her arranged marriage to the charming but deceitful Lexan.

Learning her life is in danger, Trea is forced to trust Lexan – until she discovers a power she never knew she had, and one he already knew he did.

As betrayal closes every door, Trea decides she must submit to her stars and accept her fate. Then a handsome stranger offers her an unexpected escape and the chance to create her own destiny.”


Stian’s Mistake, Starbright novella

Synopsis: All Stian wants is to be seen for who he is. Not just an orphaned wanderer or a skilled warrior, but someone worthy of belonging to the Tribe of Hebron. He dreams of fulfilling his father’s broken legacy – leading the Tribe to the Garden. Zarea understands him, but her future is tied to a secret past that could tear the Tribe apart. Her father Abraham is determined to keep this past buried, so he awards Stian the Hero’s Mission. If Stian lives long enough to succeed, he will secure the Tribe’s loyalty and gain a chance to marry Zarea one day. But Stian isn’t the only one to accept this mission, and only one man can become a hero.
Note: this can be read as a prequel or series introduction, or in order of publication! It provides the back story to Stian’s life before he finds Asphodel and Astrea.
And here it is…..the bonus scene

Bonus Scene: this scene bridges the first Starbright novel, Justice Buried, and my latest release, Stian’s Mistake

I toss my pack down on the soft ground, huffing and cursing under my breath. I know I saw smoke here this morning – now where is it? The sun is close to setting now, but still I glance around, taking in my bearings one more time. The ground is pocked with rock jutting up from the earth. The plants are dense and bright green. I’ve seen few animals, but there are some deer tracks here by the stream.

Sitting heavily, I stare up at the face of the hill before me. It’s not exactly a mountain, but it’s higher than a lot of the terrain. Or maybe I’m just in a valley. I sigh and dig in my pack for some jerky. A tiny crackle has me whipping my head around, but there’s nothing visible.

After a few moments of silence, I unlace my boots, lean back, and stare at the tree canopy, chewing the dried meat. I trace my eyes over the streaks of orange in the sunset, wondering if I’ll actually die out here. I’ve come so much farther than anyone expected me to – I avoided Caine and Thadd successfully in the beginning, and I haven’t seen anyone in a couple of weeks. Maybe they found and killed each other. I snort: I’m not that lucky.

Another tiny crackle sounds, and I jump to my feet, knife in my hand through instinct rather than effort. Still nothing. The wind blows a harder gust then, the early spring chill wrapping a shiver around my body. For just a second, I imagine I see Zarea’s brown curls in a gap of the trees. My heart squeezes, then hardens a little more.

She had her chance to follow me. Somehow, I have to forget about her, or whatever life I have left won’t be bearable.

I turn in a slow circle, but still there is nothing here but me and the elements. The wind blows a little harder as I glare at the place where I thought I saw smoke. Then I see it.

Not the smoke – an opening in the rocky face of the hill. A cave.

Of course, it could be a dead-end. But still, excitement pulses through my limbs as I half-run the few steps to the base of the incline and begin to find footholds in the rock. Ten feet up I realize I’m not even wearing my boots, but my instincts are screaming too loudly that this could be it. I keep climbing.

My foot slips and slices open on a sharp rock just as I grip the ledge of the opening with one hand. I curse again and grunt through the pain, glancing down to see a bright swath of red on the wall below me. Great. No boots, and now a likely infection. Smart.

Still, I haul myself onto the narrow ledge. Looking down, I estimate I’m maybe twenty feet up. The opening is tight, but I shove my body in, ignoring the scrape of the rock against my skin. I dig in my pocket for a nub of candle and a match. I’m not really in a cave, I realize with frustration. Just an opening – a rift in the hulking side of the hill.

But still I push on, and after a few more feet the opening widens to another ledge. I stop short, my toes curling over the edge. If I hadn’t lit that candle, I’d be scraping myself off the floor of this cave room. The bottom is a good ten feet down.

I move the fire’s light in a slow arc, trying to determine if I’ve actually found anything. There are so many caves in this part of the country – what are the chances I’ve actually, finally stumbled upon Asphodel? But the smell here is different, human somehow, in a way the other caves I’ve found were not.

Then I nearly drop my candle. There’s a pillow. A pillow on the ground, next to a black pool of water. My heart is beating so loudly that I barely register the scraping noise below me. I snuff the candle with my fingertips and flatten my body to the ledge, until only my eyes and the top of my head are peeking over into the room.

Scuffling noises increase below me, then the scritch of a match, the pungent smell of sulfur. And light illuminates my vision like a shot of hope.

Another human being stands in the room – and I haven’t seen a person in weeks. Could I really be in Asphodel? Have I somehow stumbled right into the hidden city? As much as I believed I could do it, it was always a blind shot in the dark of night.

I watch, trying desperately to control my excited breathing. The light increases as the flame grows, and soon I can see it’s a girl. Maybe a few years younger than me. In the light of the candle, her hair seems to be made of fire, spiraling down her slim back.

She seats herself on the cushion and dips her hands in the water, then begins to chant softly.

She repeats the chant over and over, her voice more sure each time, until I can finally make out the words:

Fire light, burning bright,

Cast in fury, tossed by spite.

Power of flame, in dark of night,

Combined with air, is evil’s delight.

But cooled with water, heat is spent

And thoughts and actions are heaven-sent.

The throbbing in my foot mixes with the beating of my heart and the chanting rhythm of the girl, and I know. The way a hunter knows he’s felled an animal.

I know I’ve found Asphodel.

I know I’ll be able to go home, and claim my right to the Tribe of Hebron.

You can buy Starbright: JUSTICE BURIED on AMAZON

Plus get ready for her new novel to be released at the end of April

Aitan’s Revenge, Starbright novella
While Astrea and Lexan are in Tartarus, someone has to fix the mess they left in Asphodel, but Aitan always has two agendas in mind.
You can also get in touch with Hilary Thompson via 


To continue the hunt you have to find the next author!

The incredible Aria Michaels!


And don’t forget to enter the contest for a chance to win a ton of signed books by me, Hilary Thompson, and many more! To enter, you need to write down my favorite number, find all the other numbers on TEAM PURPLE add them up, and you’ll have the secret code to enter for the grand prize!

Thank you so much for visiting my website! While you’re here don’t forget to enter the bonus contest (giving away an advance reading copy of my new novel Castle in the Air) I am running exclusively during the YA Scavenger Hunt.

To enter:

leave a comment on this blog post

follow me on Twitter

follow me on Facebook

subscribe to my newsletter (go to my “Contact” form and fill in your name and email address)

Each one counts as an entry so go crazy and do them all!

AND…just in case you don’t want to take any chances on winning we’re also offering a fantastic deal on my e-novella Sleeping in the Morgue. For this weekend only it’s just 99 cents on Amazon!

Good luck everyone!

YASH – Young Adult Scavenger Hunt Spring 2015

Hello Everyone!

I’m so happy to introduce to you the Spring 2015 YA Scavenger Hunt Authors!

We have eight outstanding teams this season. I am going to be a part of #TeamPurple! The Scavenger Hunt runs from April 2nd through April 5th beginning and ending at noon Pacific time on those days.

If you’ve never been a part of the hunt before you should give it a try. It runs like a giant blog hop, introducing you to new YA authors and books along the way. There are tons of prizes including a grand prize for each team. If you win one of the grand prizes you will get a book from each author on that team! For more information and to make sure you get hunt updates, sign up for news on the #YASH website.

For those who follow me on Twitter, Facebook or subscribe to my new newsletter I’ll share with you a section of my next thriller novel “Castle in the Air” based on the true events of Norman Baker and the Crescent Hotel. It’s creepy! Comment on my posts, subscribe to my Twitter, Facebook or new newsletter from Thursday April 2nd to Sunday April 5th and you’ll be entered to win an advanced reading copy of “Castle in the Air.”

And now, here are the teams! (Hint: If you click on the image you can get a close up)

Blue Team 1 Pink TeamTeam Gold (2)Team Purple 1Team GreenTeam Red 1Team Teal (2)
Team Orange

I hope you are all as excited as I am!


Update time

So “Max and Wrigley” the show I’ve been working on for television is still a go. These things just take time…..lots of time. Animation doesn’t happen overnight. I will continue to keep you updated on the progress and share details as I am able to.

My youngest son is another year older, a reminder of the swiftness of this journey. My precious little boy is growing up and each day flip flops between the highs and lows of not wanting him to grow up because I enjoy his delightful laugh and thoughts of how much “easier” things will be in another year when he is able to do and that on this own. It’s a vicious cycle of emotions. Max

I’m started several books and not finished them either because I no longer had an interest in the story or couldn’t seem to tell it in just the right way. Right now I’m working on a mystery novel entitled “Castle in the Air.” It is loosely based on the events of the Crescent Hotel in Arkansas and Dr. Norman Baker’s pseudo cancer facility. I can’t wait to finish it and share it with all of you.

I have a lot more in the works, we’ll see where the rest of the year takes me. Hope all is well with you. Have a wonderful day!