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Sock Sunday

Sock Sunday is turning into a relaxed day of putting the final edits into place. Damn, but I love this book.

Speaking of, the pre-order for Open Home, Closed Heart is finally up. I’ve got it at $0.99, but ONLY for the pre-order period – this is to reward my loyal readers. You can get your copy from:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Open-Closed-Heart-Hawaiian-Heartbreak-ebook/dp/B01GH6U88E

iBooks: http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/open-home-closed-heart/id1120698299?mt=11

Kobo and Nook are both coming soon, but it’s still working its way through their systems.

Launch day is nearly here, and then my baby will be out in the world!

How’s your Sunday, are you doing anything fun?

Giveaways Are Happening!

You can win an eBook copy of my new release, Open Home, Closed Heart!

I’m running giveaways on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter. They’re super easy to enter – check them out here.

http://www.facebook.com/AuthorLibbyCole/

http://www.instagram.com/authorlibby/

http://twitter.com/AuthorLibby

If you want a sure thing, I’m also running a special pre-order price. It’s currently 99c, but will go up on release day to $2.99. It’s up on Amazon already, and will be on all outlets soon. Check it out!

http://www.amazon.com/Open-Closed-Heart-Hawaiian-Heartbreak-ebook/dp/B01GH6U88E

Cover Reveal

The new book is almost done! Which means I’m finally ready to show you the cover, and tell you a bit more about it.

Ready?

“He’s infuriating. An asshole wrapped up in pretty packaging. And I know better than to unwrap that present.”

From the moment Tess sees the new guy at work, she feels the pull towards him. But then he opens his mouth.  And reveals himself as an arrogant jerk, intent on making her work life hell.

Avoiding Damian is the safest bet, but Tess has never been one to walk away from a fight. If he wants a war, he can have one. And he should be prepared to lose.

Because Tess built her real estate career to protect what’s left of her family. And no arrogant jerk is going to take it from her. No matter how good he looks in a suit.

Open Home, Closed Heart is a full-length standalone sequel to the Hawaiian Heartbreak Trilogy. Intended for readers over 18 due to explicit sexual content.

 

What do you think? I just love it, but then, I would say that

Celebrating with Caffeine and Sparkles

Wearing my favourite shoes today, because I just got my revised book back from the editor! And while there’s red pen decorating the page, it’s not too bad.

Now for the hard part – going through the changes, and getting it into final book shape…

 

Celebration and a Melted Brain

EDITING. The bane of any writer’s life, and yet it’s the part which turns a book from OK, to beautiful.

It also turns my brain from functional, to mush. (And my laundry pile into a mountain, but I digress.)

However – I’m finally done with my part of the editing process! It’s a blissful relief that I’m well and truly celebrating. I’ve handed it on to my editor, so now I sit and watch my inbox like a hawk until she returns it, covered in red…

I’m not sitting on my hands while I wait, though. Spare time means cover designing! I can’t wait until we’re done and I can show you the pretty results.

Of course I’ll be sharing it with my mailing list first – as well as the inevitable giveaways and special deals when the book is ready to be released! Sign up here if you haven’t already. http://eepurl.com/bwTdtD

Who else has reasons to celebrate? Share the happy with me, I want to hear about what’s happening with you!

 

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Work work work

Almost through the toughest part of the editing phase, but I have to say, my writing partner isn’t impressed. Total snoozefest, apparently!

PHOTOBOMB

Printed out the entire book today, for round two of editing. Thought I’d take a picture to show off the enormous amount of paper…

But someone decided she was more photogenic.

Celebration Time

The barista always knows how my day is going, based on order. Today I got a “long black? Congratulations!”

And congratulations is right, if I do say so myself. No need for a mood-boosting mocha today, because I finished the first round of editing for the current book. And damn, but I love this story!

Now only five more edits to get through…

 

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Bribing The Muse

 

The first round of editing is always a tough one. You find lots of silly mistakes, rushed conversations, cardboard characters… But that’s fine, that’s why we edit!

Except yesterday my muse ran away. One particular paragraph needed a major overhaul, and I was blank.

So I did what any good writer does, and set out to bribe her. I got a mocha, with marshmallows of course, and sat down in the sun to clear my head. Staring up at the blue sky through this tangle of branches, birds singing around me, my brain unfocused… I may have napped for a bit.

Today I sat down in front of the WIP, and the muse has returned. The troublesome paragraph was sorted in about five minutes flat!

So if all else fails, bribe the muse. Every time.

 

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Review: King of Campus

Roan King.

The uncrowned king of Barnett University. He’s like a freaking celebrity around here. It’s totally ridiculous. People, by which I mean grown women, actually stalk him on the internet. And around campus. Apparently he’s god’s gift to both football and the ladies (I’m using that term loosely). All he has to do is smile and girls just fall right onto their backs before spreading their legs nice and wide. I’ve heard that he’s already plowed his way through half the female population here at Barnett. I’m sure he’ll work his way through the second half before he gets drafted to the NFL later this year.

Yeah… I don’t plan to be one of them. The guy is nothing more than a conceited player. You know the type—a steroid infused meathead jock coasting through college on his football prowess.

Ugh.

I have three words for you—avoid, avoid, avoid.

*******

This book has me torn. I really liked it in some ways, and not in others. So let’s start where any sadist would – with the bad things.

It was mostly little things that kept pulling me out of the story. Ivy was quiiite obsessed with being flat-chested, giving it a mention several times in the internal dialogue. But she’s a ballet dancer, so I would’ve thought that was to be expected! Come on girlfriend, more than a mouthful’s a waste anyway.

There are very detailed descriptions of what people are wearing in every scene, which I kept skimming. And phrases that kept popping up over and over, which I know can happen, but it started to grate just a bit.

I saw a few DNF reviews, which I get, because these issues are definitely worse for the first quarter of the book.

BUT.

The characters hit their rhythm after a while, to be witty and fun. Once they finally got their ish together, it was a sweet, selfless love between them. Not just Ivy and Roan, but the supporting characters too. It was worth hanging in there to get to this stage, because finally those first issues melted into the background.

It was a fun read, and I definitely enjoyed myself, but there were just a few little niggles.

3.5 stars!

Have you read it? What did you think?

 

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