Sommer Marsden's Blog, page 81

I wish you could see this entire page out of my upcoming book...

Restless Spirit. A sneak peek if you will. Sadly there's a big black box over it. And even more sadly, this could be our future. Make your opinion known by contacting your representative. Keep the internet free.

XOXO
Sommer

And Ruby gets...

4.5 stars from Booked Up. Super stoked! I think that is Long Lost's first official review-site review. Nifty. :) Made my day. If I wasn't already feeling better (which I sorta was), I definitely am now (bonus!).

"I just love Ms. Sommer Marsden's paranormal books, they have suspense, action, love, and a lot of twists. And I can't forget about the humor she uses to flavor the storys. Her style is easy to follow and captivating. It fascinates and seduces you, making you automatically one of her fans." ~Dolce Amore for Booked Up

See the whole review HERE.

XOXO
Sommer

Oh sexy HIDA scan...

I had one today. That is not my gallbladder. I am too shy to show off my girlish internal organs, heh. But it is someone's. So three hours later, I'm cold, exhausted, starved and girl child made me lunch and...bam! Attack.

Shoot me now.

Oh well, I'm doing my best to ignore it.

In other exciting news, I gave away fistfuls of Lucky 13 this weekend. If you grabbed one and like it, be kind enough to float me a rating or a review on Amazon and/or Goodreads. Always appreciated.

Now once this stupid thing passes, I will attempt to write sexy scorching nookie scenes in my current book. Thank god I did some sexy scorching research yesterday so I remember how to write it.

XOXO
Sommer

The it's my lucky day giveaway...

Or at least my lucky number, that is. 13 is my lucky number, for ages now, so I want to celebrate. No machetes or masks or bloody murders here. Nope, just good old fashioned smut for your weekend reading enjoyment.

What do you have to do? Just send me an email marked FRIDAY THE 13TH (send to sommermarsden[at]gmail[dot]com replacing the parens with the appropriate symbols) and inside tell me if you are superstitious or not. And then tell me which electronic format you want. I offer multiple formats from pdf to html etc.

That's it!

I'll leave this up/giveaway copies through Sunday.

Now make sure you watch out for the vengeful guys swinging sharp things. Good luck.

XOXO
Sommer

it's been a while...

I used to write poetry. That's how I started this whole "I want to be a writer" gig. I wrote it all through college and beyond. Some of it was even published, thank you very much, she said shyly.

But it's been a while since words started rolling through my head in that format. In the shower. And wouldn't stop. So I had to jump out naked and wet and run to the bedroom and pull out various bits of paper to find one with some white space. And fuck! A pen. I never have one, especially when naked it seems.

The result is below. And...you are forewarned. It may blow. It probably does, in fact. But it's the first poem I've written in ages so I'm going to hold it up in the light, shake it a little...look at it. ;)

Happy Thursday. Tomorrow is Friday. Thank-fucking-goodness.

XOXO
Sommer

Communion
By Sommer Marsden

I miss it
The silence
The void
Honesty
Just me with words
No plans and plots for publication

Bare bones
Grass roots
Cliché: blood, sweat and tears
Ink on a page of white.

Like breathing
Only better

Hey, would ya look at that...

My little GET ME, GOT ME, GOOD is in the Top 100 (paid titles) for ARe's Romantic Comedies. And a little best seller icon too. How fabulous is that? :)

Pretty fabulous! (I am answering my own question)

XOXO
Sommer

I don't normally go for my men bound...

I like to be bound by my men. But this one...well, we'll make an exception for him. I've bombarded you so much 'meh' lately, I figured I'd reward you for listening. You are welcome. Heh. ;)

XOXO
Sommer

Don't judge me...

Swamp Shark. I bought it. It's on my hot little iPad as we speak. And I'm watching it as I write this. It's been a pisser of a few days, this morning starting off with a raging gallbladder attack (the answer to my question "I wonder if I can eat just one piece of organic, no nitrate, grain fed, bacon" being NO!!!!!) and then went downhill from there.

But I feel better now. Because as I sit here, about to dive into my current project to try and get some semblance of a decent word count, I am watching a movie about a shark. In a swamp!

Other crappy day feel better movies include: Misery, Legion, Constantine, Lake Placid, Christmas Vacation, and The Princess Bride. How 'bout you?

Now back to my regularly scheduled sex scene...

XOXO
Sommer

just a reminder if you are also frustrated...

like I am. I'm sticking with my journaling...BY HAND...in PEN! in a...book! resolution for this year. Tonight I wrote: "frustrated about the whole no running thing."

New shoes and a great few weeks of improving. And then bam! Sick-sick-sick. Can barely eat, certainly can't run. And I'm fucking frustrated.

But since page one I've been ending entries with THINGS TO DO. And it's not like: buy paper, get new socks, clean the tub. It's more like: focus, laugh, turn off the computer, read a magazine, look at the sky...

Tonight under THINGS TO DO--first item: BE PATIENT WITH YOURSELF

I'm not very good at it. I don't even try it often. But I'm going to try it now. This year. 40 is the time to master the patience with myself. So maybe you're feeling frustrated right now about something. How about you try it too. With me. Sometimes I'm pretty smart when I don't get in my own way. Those shoes aren't running off without me. They'll be waiting when I finally feel strong enough to lace them up and bust some asphalt.

XOXO
S

Doo-doo-dee-dooo!

That is my trumpet noise! I now have a newsletter. You can sign up that way (top of the sidebar) ~~~~~~~~>

(I've only been trying to get that going for a year...)

XOXO
Sommer