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June 20, 2012
Excerpt… THE UNWILLING (Hot in Handcuffs)
Due out next month! (next installment in the FBI psychic series…)
Would you dance . . . if I asked you to dance . . .
If I asked you to dance . . .
Dance . . .
Dance . . .
The vision of bright lights, the flash of the woman as she strutted across the stage whirled through his mind, over and over.
Would you dance . . .
Colby couldn’t find any respite from it, no matter what he did.
Would you cry . . .
He saw the first victim. Bound, bloodied, brutalized, her mouth open in a silent, traumatized scream, revealing the bloody stump of her tongue.
She wouldn’t have been able to cry anymore, Colby knew.
The second victim had fought, and she would have screamed long and loud. The broken, discordant tunes of the song bumped around in his head without truly connecting.
The first victim—he’d cut out her tongue.
The second—he’d taken her hands.
Which had killed them, he wondered? The shock, the blood loss? They’d been alive when he mutilated them.
Would you dance . . .
“Colby.”
He managed, just barely, to keep from flinching. The sound of Mica’s voice was an interruption but a welcome one—it pulled him from the blood and despair. Slowly, he turned and watched as she came striding across the busted-up pavement of the parking lot, the worn heels of the boots she wore crunching over the gravel, busted glass, and cigarette butts.
Without saying anything, he turned his attention back to the warehouse.
The broken chords of music still sounded in his mind, but they were faint now.
She came to a stop next to him, standing almost shoulder to shoulder. Although the summer sun was still burning white-hot, she wore a light jacket to cover the weapon at her side. The wind teased the ends of her ebony hair, and he found himself thinking of a time when he’d had the liberty to do the same thing, toy with her hair, maybe curl his hand around her neck and pull her close.
Not anymore.
It had been a long, long time since he’d had the freedom to touch her as he wanted.
That really sucked.
If he had that freedom, he’d . . .
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June 19, 2012
Funnyjunk and The Oatmeal…
Found via Dearauthor, posted with permission:
The Oatmeal is a satiric cartoon site run by Matthew Inman. About a year ago, he noticed that his content was being uploaded without attribution to a site called “The FunnJunk.” The FunnyJunk is a site that contains user generated content. This means that account holders post things that they like from all over the internet. Maybe a pre-Pinterest sort of site. The Oatmeal writes to the FunnyJunk requesting that the information be removed.
FunnyJunk took down the comics but proceeded to create a mirror image of The Oatmeal’s website. The Oatmeal responded by asking his readers what to do.
The FunnyJunk responded with a call to action to its own users asking them to inundate The Oatmeal’s inbox and facebook page. The FJ’s users responded in droves using their arsenal of retorts such as gay slurs and incoherently misspelled sentences to insult The Oatmeal and his biological predecessors for having the gall to procreate and, I guess, learn how to spell and draw.
According to Ars Technica, after the furor died down, the FJ admin acted somewhat responsibly, possibly realizing that its site could be in jeopardy due to all the copyrighted material illegally reposted there.
When the flame war finally died down, the FunnyJunk admin issued an unsigned note saying, “We’ve been trying for the longest time to prevent users from posting copyrighted content” and “I’m having all content, comics, comments, etc. with the names of your comics in them deleted/banned by tonight… The site barely affords to stay alive as it is and has enough problems.”
The Oatmeal v. FunnyJunk could have died there in November of 2011, only to be a footnote in internet flamewar history. But no.
The FunnyJunk for some reason came into contact with Charles Carreon, Esq., an attorney who came into national prominence during the sex.com domain name lawsuit. Carreon penned a letter on behalf of FJ, threatening The Oatmeal with a lawsuit for the post where The Oatmeal points out that the FJ has copied his website. Carreon, on behalf of FJ, wants the post to be taken down and $20,000 in damages.
The Oatmeal gets a lawyer and responds back with well worded, backed by research, rebuttal. The Oatmeal also goes on to decide to raise money off this ridiculous situation because so many of his readers want to help but the money isn’t going to Inman, instead he raised money for charity. Initially, he only thought to raise $20,000 for charity but the donations came in thick and fast and in the end, Inman raises over $200,000 which is donated to The American Cancer Society and the National Wildlife Federation.
The Oatmeal v. FunnyJunk could have died there on June 12, 2012, only to be a footnote in internet flamewar history and with its own Wikipedia entry. But no.
The situation gains the attention of the mainstream media and Carreon begins to make personal threats. He expresses wonderment and dismay at the internet’s reaction (he calls it bullying) toward his legal demands of Inman and The Oatmeal. He suggests that there might be other legal problems for the Oatmeal such as the fundraiser being violative of IndieGoGo’s term of service.
The internet continues to make fun of FJ and Carreon. Other attorneys make public statements about Carreon’s actions which include statements like “Holy fucking shitballs inside a burning biplane careening toward the Statue of Liberty, Captain! I hope that the reporter merely got the story wrong, because if not, that’s more fucked up than a rhino raping a chinchilla while dressed up in unicorns’ undergarments. ”
The Oatmeal v. FunnyJunk could have died there later on June 12, 2012, only to be a footnote in internet flamewar history, with its own Wikipedia entry, and a few mainstream media mentions. But no.
Charles Carreon’s pride has been wounded. In his delusionary state, he must see that the only way out is to double down on the Jack and the Six (i.e., worse blackjack hand in the deck). He takes the situation to DefCon 5. Last night, Popehat was alerted by another legal watcher that Charles Carreon has filed a lawsuit against The Oatmeal, IndieGoGo, American Cancer Society, and National Wildlife Federation.
He transcended typical internet infamy when he filed a federal lawsuit last Friday in the United Sates District Court for the Northern District of California in Oakland. He belonged to the ages the moment he filed that lawsuit not only against Matthew Inman, proprietor of The Oatmeal, but also against IndieGoGo Inc., the company that hosted Inman’s ridiculously effective fundraiser for the National Wildlife Federation and the American Cancer Society.
But that level of censorious litigiousness was not enough for Charles Carreon. He sought something more. And so, on that same Friday, Charles Carreon also sued the National Wildlife Federation and the American Cancer Society, the beneficiaries of Matthew Inman’s fundraiser.
Popehat is a site run by a bunch of lawyers and they are offering Inman pro bono legal work and they are asking the internet the following:
1. Kevin and I have offered pro bono help, and will be recruiting other First Amendment lawyers to offer pro bono help. It’s not just Mr. Inman who needs help. IndyGoGo does to. So do the charities. No doubt the charities already have excellent lawyers, but money that they spend fighting Carreon (whatever the causes of action he brought) is money that they don’t have to fight cancer and help wildlife. That’s an infuriating, evil turn of events.
2. You could still donate through the IndieGoGo program The Oatmeal set up. Or you could donate directly to the American Cancer Society or the National Wildlife Federation. I like animals, and I loved my mother who died at 55 of cancer, but I have no qualms whatsoever about encouraging people to donate to those causes as part of a gesture of defiance and contempt against Charles Carreon and the petulant, amoral, censorious douchebaggery he represents.
3. Spread the word. Tell this story on blogs, forums, and social media. Encourage people to donate as part of a gesture of defiance of Charles Carreon and entitled butthurt censors everywhere. Help the Streisand Effect work.
4. Do not, under any circumstances, direct abusive emails or calls or other communications to Mr. Carreon. That helps him and hurts the good guys. I don’t take his claims of victimhood at face value — not in the least — but such conduct is wrong, and empowers censors.
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, and Part IV from Popehat.
Feel free to copy this entire post and repost it (even without attribution) anywhere you can.
Bladesong PDF winners
From the rafflecopter giveaway.
FYI, please keep in mind, this referred to my FAQ page for claiming the prize, meaning you have to check back and claim it within two weeks of the prize being posted… today. Which means you have to email me by 7/3/2012 if you want the prize. Otherwise, it’s forfeit and no new winners are redrawn.
June 18, 2012
Blade Song is up on Net Galley
Bloggers/reviewers… Bladesong is up on Netgalley…you can read more here.
Also, please note… this is NOT a romance. It’s listed as paranormal romance and might appeal to readers of PNR romance, but don’t expect a romance-ish ending.
June 16, 2012
Kung-fu Fighting…
Fight scenes!
Here!
“Oh, trust me. Nobody hear wants to take a bite out of me.” I tapped my nails on the table, keeping my hand away from my blade. “I’m too stringy.”
“You’ll do.” He bent down and peered at me. “Get out. Get out. You’re in shifter territory which means if you get fucked over, it’s your own damned fault.”
When I didn’t move, he did. I don’t know if he was going to grab me or hit me nor did I really care.
Shoving the booth back from the table, I jumped into a crouch, hand gripping my sword. Three men had eased forward, surrounding him. The man seemed to think they wanted to play. “There’s not enough for everybody, boys,” he said, laughing.
“Chang?” one of them said.
“She can have him if she wants him.”
One gaped at him.
Another just shoved him at me.
Others took the big bastard down.
I wasn’t paying too much attention, though, because the fucker coming at me had decided to change his skin and there was nothing less attractive than a wererat in the nude.
Muscles bulged in places they shouldn’t and his legs were all out of proportion. He shouldn’t be able to move well, if life and science were fair, but he could. As he came at me with a screaming sort of hiss, I held steady until the very last second and then moved, burying my sword deep, deep into the cavity of his chest.
I shoved forward with all the strength I had in me as I did so, riding him down.
He wasn’t strong and his body had frozen as he took the silver of my blade into him. Now I was crouched on top of that misshapen body, smelling the way the silver burnt him, the stink of it in my nostrils and while his body trembled and writhed under mine.
“Now. Who were you calling meat?”
From Night Blade, the second Colbana Files book, my other me series.
Other snippety authors…
Megan Hart:Read in bed!
Rhian Cahill
Eliza Gayle
Jody Wallace
Mandy M Roth
Lissa Matthews
Leah Braemel
Mari Carr
McKenna Jeffries
Myla Jackson
Taige Crenshaw
Delilah Devlin
HelenKay Dimon
Shelli Stevens
Zoë Archer
TJ Michaels
Lauren Dane
June 15, 2012
they can never meet
She’s a girl-demon afraid of bunnies.
He’s a vampire bunny.
This won’t end well.
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June 14, 2012
Somebody super special is having a birthday
She’s adorable. She’s rotten. She holds my heart.
You can guess who it is.
Happy birthday to our youngest…
June 13, 2012
Major need for care packages for some of the troops, guys…
from my friend, Kelley…
Everyone remember when FOB Salerno was attacked destroying thier DFAC and PX. Bad news that they can’t salvage the infrastructure. Instead a tent DFAC was put in place for them to get to go plates! They are still in much need of care packages!
Please if you can share this to as many as you can. They need razors, shaving cream, shampoos, conditioners, soap, snacks or non perishable food…
Please send packages or share address C/O Breeanna Myers-Taylor:
HHC TF Wolfpack 1-82 ARB
FOB Salerno, Afghanistan
APO AE 09314
Thank you so much! ~J
Not sure what to put in the care packages? Go here.
posted/shared with permission. Please don’t post to facebook pages.
June 12, 2012
Blade Song…Releasing August 1
And I need to figure out my game plan promo wise.
If you would be at all interested in letting be guest blog or post an excerpt from Blade Song to your site, can you leave comment below? Looking to set up a blog tour sort of thing and keep in mind, this is NOT romance, although yes…there is a romantic thread. The book hopefully will appeal to UF/PNR readers alike.
Sooo…. *bats lashes* can I attack your blog?
June 11, 2012
Rambles…
IF YOU KNOW HER is now out in the UK for Kindle Readers… you can get it here. This is the third book, and again, keep in mind, this series can’t be read out of order.
I would like to get some reviews of SEXY LITTLE SURPRISES…this is a novella, so you prefer longer reads, this is probably not the best read for you. If you like novellas, though, leave a note in comments and let me know where you’d post reviews. (Blog, goodreads, Amazon)… multiple places is fine, one place is fine, just give me an idea. I’ll send out some copies. I don’t know how many.
Random quotes heard from around my house this weekend…
Man…the gameboy was so cool. Back in the day.
Can I go running with you? Why not? I can TOO run 2-3 miles. I run 13 laps around the kitchen all the time.