Okay, maybe not so much a miracle, but I have been watching my favourite Christmas film – the ‘94 version with Richard Attenborough and Mara Wilson – and I put up our tree. Yes, I know it’s early, but I enjoy all the trappings of Christmas. I may not be Christian, but I think the holiday is a pretty good one.
It’s supposed to be about being selfless & giving. And that doesn’t mean just giving material things, it could mean your time and energy as well. Not every present has to be wrapped up in a bow.
Although, bows do help.
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I know you guys have been waiting for the release of Forgiving Zander and I know it has seemed like it’s been a very long time coming, but Gayla and I have been working really hard on bringing it to you as soon as possible. And now I can finally set a release date.
Not only that, but I can finally reveal to you guys what the cover looks like!
And it will be released on Friday 17th of July!
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As Doc Brown would say, “Great Scott!”
My lovely, dark lady, Cadence Laurence, has had the first instalment of her tormented, dystopian future released today in ebook form (Kindle, Nook, online read, however you want it). Breaking Cadence is a love story, a rescuer’s tale and the account of a daring escape that pulls together zombies, giant spiders and the decomposed values of a society struggling to exist on their predecessors’ leftovers.
Already available on Smashwords (for any eReader device [Nook, Kindle, Kobo, etc], as a PC read, an online read & a mobile device in the following forms: ePub, Mobi (Kindle), PDF, RTF, LRF, PDB, Read Online) and on Amazon (Kindle & other devices), I will be updating its book page as the links filter to B&N and iTunes (iBooks).
And now for an excerpt….
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I stand by the door. Nothing has been moved, yet I sense there is an unbidden presence here. I move my hand up to the light switch then stop.
The fellow at my heels rocks, eager to be inside. A moment sooner and I would have been eager, too. I can smell the blood in his veins. Scents always seem stronger when I’m hungriest. But the scent of his blood isn’t the only one that has struck my nose.
“Come on then. Let me in.”
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