Tuesday, October 30, 2012

A Redneck Romance Trailer

It's here! Check out the book trailer for A Redneck Romance. That's Book II, folks, in my Country Misadventures series. Coming soon to Kindle--be watching! Literally, please watch it. ;)

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Redneck Love II

On this stay-at-home-because-we're-sick day, I'm working on my last story. Here's where I'm currently at:

"Part way up the steps, she paused and listened. All she could hear was the rhythmic creaking of Ma rocking in the living room. But she was sure she had heard an out of place squeak—like someone was sneaking in the back door.
Retracing her path, Cynthia crept down to the bottom stair and peeked her head around the corner to the left. Even in the dim firelight Cynthia could see that the back door was soundly closed and that the lock was in place. She waited a few more seconds, but when she couldn't pick up on any another strange noises, Cynthia proceeded to head back up to her freezing, second-story room.
As Cynthia hurriedly pulled on her nightgown, she heard light steps on the stairway and saw the slight figure of Ma pass by her ajar door. Ma must have given up on Pa getting home at a reasonable hour, too. Or else she had just gotten to a good stopping place in her knitting. Either way, Pa would be coming home to a cold, silent house."

Suspenseness! Even I'm only guessing at what's coming next! :)

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Redneck Love

Just thought y'all might enjoy another taste of what's comin'! Here's an excerpt:

“Holey Moley, they're firing on us!” Pa erupted from the his bed, and crashed, flopping on the floor like a fish thrown on the shore. Dogs of all shapes and sizes sprung up as if they were prairie dogs popping out of their holes. An awful din of barking enveloped the house. Ma just rolled over and resumed her wispy snoring.
“Pa, do ya think it's 'cause I refused him?” Cynthia, in a long, flannel nightgown, appeared at her parents' doorway, her whisper sounding all the more frightened in the darkness.
“Refused who? What? Ya know somethin' 'bout this?” With one leg in his overalls and the other only in his skivvies, Pa hopped around on the cold, wood floor trying to dress hurriedly.

Monday, October 1, 2012

Is Sad Good?

I just finished another story. Just a sneak peek for you sneaky peekers! ;)

The crumpled bundle of a cat had not moved, and it was with apprehension that John bent down close to feel if she was still breathing. A quick rise and fall of her body assured him that she was still holding on, and he eased the lip of the shallow bowl under her chin. Her eyes cracked open for a second, closed again, then reopened wider as her nose slowly started rooting around, smelling the milk. Inquisitively, a little dry tongue slipped out of her mouth and made contact with the milk. Another lick and her ears began perking up.
John was kneeling down beside her. He stretched out his hand in the near-darkness and ran a couple of fingers over her head.
“I'm going to go fetch a lantern, little girl.” He whispered. “Hang in there, and I'll hurry back.”

This book is almost all written! Keep your eyes and ears open for its release!