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CBLS Virtual Book Tour Update

Here's my final schedule for the Message from Viola Mari book tour. I hope you'll stop in and see me :-)

March 25 - Brianna's Bookshelf
March 26 -  Coffee Beans and Love Scenes
*Author scheduled stop March 26 - Tasha Blackstone (Author Interview)
March 27 - It's All About Romance
March 29 - Books to Light Your Fire (Author Interview)
March 29 - Taylor Made Book Reviews (Guest Post)
March 29 - Veiled Secrets Reviews (Author Interview)
March 30 - In Love With Romance 
April 1 - Love in a Book (Author Interview)
April 2 - The eBook Reviewers (Guest Post)
April 3 - Bunny's Review (Author Interview)
April 4 - Danita Minnis
April 5 - Naughty Bit's Book Reviews (Guest Post/Review)
April 6 - Jocelyn Dex: Demons do it Better (Review)
April 7 - Mythical Books
April 8 - Blood, Lust, and Erotica (Guest Post)

The man who makes Marissa crazy is the only one she wants. But it's a bad time to let lust call the shots when a comet cloud is careening toward Earth and Marissa's the only one who can save everyone.  

Hump Day Hook - Post 6

Today's Hump Day Hook comes from my romantic suspense, THE OPEN WATER SWIMMER.  Jeff Dickson is a hunky professional athlete-competing world wide in the 10 K open water swimming marathon. But racing in the ocean can be dangerous in ways the reader might not expect...

A sudden numbness shot through his body. His stroke cadence slackened. He fought to turn it back up, but his arms refused to cooperate. His legs, too. Damn.  What is going on? His body sank instead of moving forward. He tried to shout for help, but only his eyes and nose cleared the surface while his voice gurgled through a layer of water.




He's destined to die. Can she change his fate?
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Message from Viola Mari Virtual Book Tour - March 26-April 8 - presented by CBLS Promotions

Next week, I'll be doing my first official Virtual Book Tour for Message from Viola Mari.  Below is the tentative schedule for the Tour. I hope you will stop in to see me :-)

March 25 - Brianna's Bookshelf
March 26 -  Coffee Beans and Love Scenes
March 27 - It's All About Romance
March 29 - Books to Light Your Fire (Author Interview)
March 29 - Taylor Made Book Reviews (Guest Post)
March 29 - Veiled Secrets Reviews (Author Interview)
April 1 - Love in a Book (Author Interview)
April 5 - Naughty Bit's Book Reviews (Guest Post/Review)
April 6 - Jocelyn Dex: Demons do it Better (Review)
April 7 - Mythical Books
April 8 - Blood, Lust, and Erotica (Guest Post)

The man who makes Marissa crazy is the only one she wants. But it's a bad time to let lust call the shots when a comet cloud is careening toward Earth and Marissa's the only one who can save everyone.  

Hump Day Hook - Post 5

My latest Hump Day Hook comes from my erotic sci fi, MESSAGE FROM VIOLA MARI. Best friend Jennifer is trying to persuade heroine, Marissa Jones, to take a science fiction novel writing class.

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It meets every Saturday morning, starting next week.” From the bubbly tenor of her voice, you’d have thought we were the latest winners of the California lottery. </span></span></div><span style="color: #990000;"> </span><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: #990000;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12pt;">Oh, Lord, and I thought her plan to crash into working professionals on purpose, while pretending it wasn’t on purpose, was her weirdest idea yet. </span></i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12pt;">“Like I’d want to.” </span></span></div><span style="color: #990000;"> </span><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12pt;">“No I’m serious. It would be fun to go together, don’t you think? We could write a novel, meet some men…”</span></span></div><span style="color: #990000;"> </span><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12pt;">“Oh, no you don’t.” I saw my familiar Saturday morning routine of lounging in bed until ten washing away like a chalk drawing in the rain. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">I can knock a guy unconscious with a tennis ball on Friday night, listen to strangers burst out laughing at my writing incompetence Saturday morning, and attend Sunday mass for the sole purpose of praying—</i>I don’t mind the sand trap, but please, oh please just let me finish all eighteen holes in the afternoon without knocking another guy in the nuts.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Here's the short blurb for this book:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-size: 18px;">The man who makes Marissa crazy is the only one she wants. But it's a bad time to let lust call the shots when a comet cloud is careening toward Earth and Marissa's the only one who can save everyone.</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="color: #ffaa56; font-size: 18px;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Message-from-Vi..." target="_blank">Buy on Amazon </a></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUeg5G7J7X8..." width="213" /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="color: #ffaa56; font-size: 18px;"> </span> </span></div>

Erotic Notions Interview

Today, I talk about my new release and share more than you would ever possibly want to know about me - from food tastes to writing process - in my interview with Daryl Devore on Erotic Notions. I hope you will bop over there and check it out!

Hump Day Hook - Post 4

For this week's Hump Day Hook, I'm sharing an excerpt from the erotic and often humorous sci fi adventure, MESSAGE FROM VIOLA MARI where Marissa Jones meets  science fiction writing class teacher, Justin Lincoln, for the very first time.
His tall physique was lean and muscular, and damp unruly blond curls fell below his shoulders. Either he had washed his hair recently or he’d just worked out. Maybe an episode of intercourse dampened his hair, I thought, before I covered my flushed face with my hand and pretended to study papers on my desk. Once my face cooled, I cautiously glanced up. He wore knee-length khaki shorts with threads hanging loose, a black crew neck T-shirt and a pair of Brooks running shoes. California was way more casual than the East Coast, but this guy gave a whole new meaning to the word. Maybe next week, he’ll show up in his underwear. The image made me laugh, which sent several pairs of eyes looking my way, so I coughed to make my burst of psychotic behavior appear less awkward. When Jennifer glanced at me curiously, I shrugged. He pulled a stack of papers from his black backpack and introduced himself. “I’m Justin Lincoln.” He continued speaking and walked toward me. The gold flecks in his emerald green eyes captivated my attention. I blinked and tried unsuccessfully to look away from him.

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Goodreads Giveaway

Would you like to win a paperback copy of THE OPEN WATER SWIMMER? I will be giving away 5 copies to winners selected from people who sign up for this Goodreads giveaway between now and May 2, 2013. If you like romantic suspense, don't miss out on this opportunity!


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Giveaway ends May 02, 2013.

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Hump Day Hook - Week 3

 This week's hook is from my January 1 release, a erotic sci fi, MESSAGE FROM VIOLA MARI. Marissa's best friend Jennifer is a sales representative for a dating service, so naturally she's always trying to set her up with eligible bachelors..
I’d rolled my eyes so many times when she’d inquired about my love life (or should I say non-existent love life), my eyeballs were falling into semi-permanent oh no she’s going to ask me again, orbit. I’m an underwater meteorite specialist, obsessed with space rocks that plunge into oceans. Why can’t she understand that men don’t hold a candle to meteorites, microscopes, and diving expeditions? I’d rather run my fingers over the smooth body of an iron meteorite than a guy’s gluteus maximus any day.  
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The man who makes Marissa crazy is the only one she wants. But it's a bad time to let lust call the shots when a comet cloud is careening toward Earth and Marissa's the only one who can save everyone. 

Hump Day Hook - Week 2

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Meteorite scientist Marissa Jones is presenting her latest research at a conference in Prague. After her session, she decompresses with a stroll through the historic city.</span> </span><br /><br /><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12.0pt;">I explored the narrow cobblestone streets, stopping first at Old Town Square to see the Orloj, a medieval astronomical clock. Gathering crowds gazed up the face of Old Town City Hall’s ancient stone wall, waiting for the top of the hour, when the Apostles and other moving sculptures stepped out of the clock. Every street in Old Town offered a different surprise. Above arches, beneath pillars and along many of the buildings’ ancient rooftops, shirtless men with rippling muscles flexed and dresses draped fleshy, curvy women. All the statues looked like superheroes—the men’s chests and abdomens were perfectly chiseled and the women’s dresses looked like capes or wings. I admired their fortitude. I imagined myself standing on top of a building, the wind rustling my wings, rather than my jacket. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Now my reality is fantasy</i>. A blissful laugh escaped my lips and echoed through the narrow cobblestone corridor.</span></span><br /><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12.0pt;"> <style><!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Calibri; panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} @font-face {font-family:"Book Antiqua"; panose-1:2 4 6 2 5 3 5 3 3 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin-top:0in; margin-right:0in; margin-bottom:10.0pt; margin-left:0in; line-height:115%; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} </style></span></span></div><span style="color: #990000;"><br /></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12.0pt;">I walked back to the hotel and ventured into the noisy hotel bar, slipped off my jacket and hung it over the back of a chair. I ordered a Chardonnay and glanced around the smoke-filled room. A moment later, the bartender set a wine glass down in front of me with a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">clink</i> and asked if I’d like to start a tab.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12.0pt;">“Let me pick this one up.” A broad-shouldered blond man plunked down in the chair beside me and leaned in my direction. “And please bring me a glass of Schnapps.” He straightened his dark gray jacket and gazed at me.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12.0pt;">“Have we met before?” The Nordic man with the sexy bass voice looked vaguely familiar. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12.0pt;">“Stefan Andersson. We met briefly last year at the Stockholm conference.”</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12.0pt;">“Oh, yes. I recall your fascinating presentation on SNC meteorites.” I noticed how his muscular thighs pleasantly filled out his tweed slacks.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12.0pt;">“Well, thank you, Miss Jones. I’m quite flattered. But I didn’t come over to discuss meteorites.” His gaze dropped down toward my breasts and he licked his lips.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-indent: .2in;"><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12.0pt;">“Really?” I sat up a little straighter in my chair, pulling my jacket lapels in toward each other. “So what did you want to discuss, Mr. Andersson?” I tugged my skirt down a little lower when his blue eyes drifted from my bust line to my calves.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: black; font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 12.0pt;">You can read Hump Day Hooks by other authors by following this <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/40208..." target="_blank">link</a>. If you enjoyed this excerpt from MESSAGE FROM VIOLA MARI and would like to read more, you can order it on <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Message-from-Vi..." target="_blank">Amazon</a>. </span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUeg5G7J7X8..." imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUeg5G7J7X8..." width="213" /></a></div>

The 2012 DA14 Asteroid

On the same day a large asteroid 2012 DA14 passed within 17,200 miles of Earth - too close for comfort for most of us - a meteor exploded over Russia, shattering windows, and injuring more than 1000 people.

Catastrophic impacts have been a part of Earth's history. If we didn't have oceans, erosion and plate tectonics to smooth over the evidence, our planet's surface wouldn't look much less cratered than the moon. Several years ago, I met famous meteorite hunter, Geoffrey Notkin, in a Tucson memoir writing group.  Since I have a Masters degree in geology, I've always found science fascinating and Notkin’s submissions about meteorite collecting trips to some of the most remote regions in the world had a special appeal to me. He eventually published his exhilarating stories as a book entitled Rock Star:Adventures of a Meteorite Man . After meeting Notkin, I found myself reading more about meteorites and catastrophic asteroid and comet events, which contributed to some of my plot ideas for MESSAGE FOR VIOLA MARI.

I couldn't help but feel a shock wave of irony when I watched Lisa Sylvester's CNN interview with University of Maryland scientist, Melissa Hayes, who shares the same first name as my female protagonist (also a meteorite scientist).

At least for now, we can let out a sigh of relief and say, "Whew, that was close." If you'd like to read a fictional tale on how scientist Melissa Jones reacts to evidence a comet cloud is headed this way, you can immerse yourself in this not-so-unbelievable erotic sci fi tale on Amazon.