The Places We Will Go, So Call Me Maybe

Boston Skyline

By Laura Spinella

It’s been a curious couple of weeks. Not only from a writing perspective but from an everyday, tie your shoes, change of season point of view. Fall does that in New England, Maine to Connecticut selling the scenery with everything living up to the hype and gloss of a travel brochure. It’s quick and it’s bright, and you have to hurry if you want to bask in a Robert Frost moment. If you live here you notice the trees, but mostly you anticipate all the raking.  Unlike spring, a season that meanders in like royalty arriving, fall is more of an abrupt nudge to the shoulder, “Hey, I’m here—enjoy the foliage on that road not taken. When I leave, old man winter settles in for the long haul.”

In addition to crisp air and apples, a few things have made this fall different than the others I’ve spent in Massachusetts. I’ve had a friend visiting from the South. At my age, as friends go, suffice it to say she’s one of my oldest. We met under circumstances that still leave me, the writer, chagrinned. Kimberly and I were both being considered for the same job at the Union Recorder newspaper in Milledgeville, Georgia. The position wasn’t even in the editorial department, though I felt my shiny journalism degree should have easily won me the job. Not so fast. Kimberly, admittedly a more vivacious soul than I could manage if I underwent serotonin injections, got the job. Weeks later, the newspaper hired me for a different position, and after some wound licking, a friendship was forged that has lasted longer than either of us cares to note. I like the serendipity of it all, especially when you consider that we only lived in the same state for a year. Minus serendipity, we would have stopped exchanging Christmas cards decades ago.

Before

It’s fun when Kimberly visits. After her short career in newspapers, she discovered her real passion, living the word entrepreneur by becoming the most enterprising female contractor in North Carolina. The photos here show the little mountain house she rehabbed before arriving on my doorstep. Basically, when she visits we feed her well and pick her brain about what project we should tackle next in our 112-year old Arts & Crafts rehab. Tomorrow, she heads home, though clutched in my greedy grip is a plan for a customized master bedroom closet. It’s been low on our to-do list, though her brilliant design is sure to make the California Closet folks look like casket assemblers.

While I’m tickled by state-of-the-art storage, that’s a small bonus to a Kimberly visit. Having her around is more like a direct line of adrenalin to the vein. Kimberly is a doer of the highest order, making you think thoughts that seem too adventurous for an ordinary Tuesday and go places that would normally fall—well, somewhere below the urgency for a customized closet. She has a can-do attitude that, frankly, makes me want to tie her to a chair, though because she will laugh at that idea it also makes her one of my favorite people on the planet.

When considering the cathartic aspects of a visit with an old friend, I’m not entirely sure what Kimberly gained. We did tune her into Gilmore Girls and turned her onto those Harvard baseball boys—trivial pastimes for us, a fresh note of fascination for someone who doesn’t dabble in pop culture. For me, however, two things occurred that made this visit memorable. The first is completely selfish in that she insisted on, and I allowed, a cold read of THE IT FACTOR. The fragile writer ego lives for that validation, and this stamp could not have come at a more critical juncture. It’s a long road from here to next fall’s publication, and when someone sits in your chilly sunroom, demanding more tea and silence, it will make you nod with relief and say, “It’s going to be all right.” Even better is when you overhear—okay, outright eavesdrop—on a conversation that said reader has with another friend, someone you don’t even know, and is heard saying, “It was so good! I think I loved it more than BEAUTIFUL DISASTER…” As any author will tell you, this is necessary friendship fairy dust tamping down unavoidable doubts.

In addition to the places we will go when Kimberly visits, which does leave you with a slight Dr. Seuss rhythm ringing in your ears, there’s the pay-it-forward effect. Yesterday, we took the cursory trip into Boston. I enjoy this when out-of-town friends’ visit.  Mostly because it reminds me there is a beautiful city that is as much meant for residents as it is tourists. During a stop at Faneuil Hall, Kimberly hunted for the mandatory Boston sweatshirt. A bundle of energy in most regards, she is also a scrupulous shopper. I’ve learned it’s best to let her peruse at her own pace. A decision will be rendered only if and when she finds exactly what she wants. On the other hand, I like to think she uses this same careful attention to detail when choosing her friends. That or I’ve just had a lot of time to stand and think while Kimberly shops.

My point is this: I’d wandered in another direction, where my son was admiring a Berklee College of Music sweatshirt. Now, I understand what it takes to get into a place like Berklee, the bestseller kind of sales I’d have to achieve to afford this pinnacle of music education. I know that Grant is a 15-year old boy, who while talented, does not currently possess a Justin Bieber work ethic. He quietly admired the sweatshirt, only commenting on a price tag that even he construed as tourist gouging. I said, “I think we should get it.” He shook his head, tossing the remainder of his equally exorbitant Panini into the trash. “Nah, I don’t need it. Besides, I have as much chance of going there as I do Harvard.” He motioned to a rack of crimson embroidered sweatshirts, and I hesitated. While he could give the Call Me Maybe baseball boys a rhythmic run for their money, Ivy League is probably not in his future.  Instead, I took a Kimberly stance with him. “No, we’re definitely getting it. Berklee College of Music no crazier than, ‘Hey, I think I’ll write a book…’” He tugged it over his head, asked the clerk to cut the tag, practically wearing it to bed and again to school this morning. For anyone who doesn’t have a Kimberly, you’ve no idea what you’re missing. She is the road less traveled, and it does make a wicked cool difference.

Laura Spinella is the author of THE IT FACTOR, fall 2013, Penguin, and the award winning novel, BEAUTIFUL DISASTER. Visit her at lauraspinella.net 

Heavy Cloud, No Rain

by Bethany Maines

It’s fall again. In Washington State that usually means a return of gray skies, cold weather, and a persistent morning mist that makes it feel like the your day is starting off with a little bit of a smokers cough.  This is when I burrow under a pile of blankets, shove my feet under a dog and return to writing. Unfortunately for my writing, and for the wild fires raging over my state, the weather has been unrepentantly sunny.  The last time we had measurable rainfall was July 22.  We have now passed the 1951 record of 51 days without rain.

What the heck is going on!  If I wanted blue skies I’d move to California!  My running shoes should be caked in mud by now; instead, they’re leaving a fine silt of dust between my toes at every jogging opportunity.  That’s just… it’s just not normal.  I’m having mud withdrawals.  And writing withdrawals.

During the summer I try not to worry too much about how much I am or am not writing.  After all the season is so short, I need to cram in all the outdoor activity I can.  But I’m starting to have that feeling I call The Looming Fat. 

Think of The Looming Fat as that feeling you get after having spent a month on vacation eating nothing but gloriously fatty foods, and then you return home.  And you know the fat’s there, but as long as you don’t step on the scale you can pretend the fat hasn’t settled into a permanent home on your rear end. But still the fat looms behind the door and prepares to jump out at you when you least expect it – like when you try on a pair of slacks for the first time before going back to work. 

Only in this case, it’s the Looming Brain Fat.  Having spent most of the summer watching the Olympics and reading “trashy” (aka fun) novels my writing muscles may have developed a little bit of spare tire.  And instead of settling down, like they should, and plotting out a new novel, they seem to be requesting more trashy novels and continuing episodes of Grimm.  “This is not productive!” I yell at them.  They give me the stink eye and tell me to come back when it’s cold out. 

The good news is that Friday’s forecast says, “chance of rain.”  Make that a “chance of writing” and maybe I’ll make it to winter.


Bethany Maines is the author of Bulletproof Mascara, Compact With the Devil and Supporting the Girls.  Catch up with her at www.bethanymaines.com or check out the new Carrie Mae youtube video.

Celebrate!

By: Joelle Charbonneau

Get out the noise makers and the party hats.  Shove down the nerves and the feelings of inadequacy and party like there is no tomorrow.  (Okay the nerves and inadequacy part is all me, but hey!  It needed to be said.)  Last Tuesday, I celebrated a new book.  SKATING ON THE EDGE hit shelves on October second.   And to top off the celebration, the paperback edition of SKATING AROUND THE LAW came out on Monday, which made the first week of October pretty special in my house!

A new book is a funny thing.  All of us writer types peck away at our keyboards hoping that someone will think what we have written is interesting enough to read.  We agonize over plot, character development and each word choice, turn the book in to our editors, rework it and then wait for it to hit shelves.  During that wait, we do what writers do—we write something new.  So by the time the new book comes out, we’ve moved onto something else.

For me, that process is always odd because while I love the book that has just come out, I’ve often written the next installment in the lives of those characters.  I know where they are going, but I have to remember that my readers don’t. I know if Pop has had his heart broken (or more likely if he’s broken someone's heart) or if Rebecca has made a choice that changes what she wants out of her life.  But I have to block that out and remember that those things haven’t technically happened yet and that readers are just discovering the choices they have made in this story.

And I LOVE this story.  SKATING ON THE EDGE is my favorite of the Rebecca Robbins novels thus far.  I guess as writers we’re all supposed to love the most recent book, and perhaps we always do, but I really think this is the best of the books.  I love the choices my characters make to move their lives forward and the derby girls who are so full of life and loyalty and fun.  They are wonderful characters to write and infuse the story with excitement.  And, of course, Lionel and Sean continue to make Rebecca’s life interesting.  Lionel can’t help but want her to stay in town and fall in love with him and Sean…well, you’ll see.

In order to celebrate the release of both SKATING ON THE EDGE and the paperback of SKATING AROUND THE LAW, I am happy to give away one copy of each to a commenter.  Please leave your name and e-mail address so I can get a hold of you!  I will draw the winning names on Friday evening, so you have lots of time to stuff the ballot box.

To Err is Human, To Forgive Divine

By Evelyn David

Let's be honest from the get-go. I am quick to forgive and forget, except for someone who has hurt my child. I'm still holding a grudge against Eddie, who from age 6 to 12, made my kid's life a living Hell. I can tell you all the reasons why Eddie was a terror – and I don't care one whit. Meantimes, my son can barely remember the kid's name and probably wouldn't describe the time period as Hell.

But I digress. Most times I forgive, forget, and move on. Except for fictional characters that have been misused by their creators – or when I believe an author or actor playing a favorite character has abused my commitment to the show. Spoilers ahead.

I loved the mini-series Flambards . Lusciously filmed, perfectly acted, I adored the story of Christina, a high-spirited, wealthy young woman and the choices and sacrifices she makes to find true love. The star-crossed lovers were from different "classes" (this was British, after all) – but in the end, love triumphs and Christina and Dick, formerly the quiet, poor stablehand who has a core of decency, ride off into the virtual sunset.

I must have watched the series a dozen times and though I was well past the Young Adult age, I read and re-read K.M. Peyton's YA books on which the mini-series was set.

Happy ending for all….except, two years after the mini-series aired and fourteen years after the books were originally published , Ms. Peyton wrote a sequel in which she completely reversed the happy ending of the original. She had Christina discover that she really loved her wealthy cousin (don't ask) – and that poor Dick was never really comfortable being wealthy.

Ms. Peyton became persona non grata in my house. I've never read another word she has written.

One more example, which doesn't reflect well on me, but…

I loved The West Wing, the incredibly ambitious, cleverly written story about the inner workings of the White House. Or let me amend that: I loved the first two seasons of the show. Sure I liked the behind-the-scenes political maneuvering, the patriotic, stirring speeches of President Jed Bartlet, but the truth is, and I'm the first to admit how shallow this is, but the truth is I watched for the burgeoning love affair between bold, but sensitive political operative Josh Lyman, and his smart, sassy assistant Donna Moss. I understood that it couldn't, even shouldn't, be the main storyline – but I was given glimpses of their unspoken devotion to each other over the first two seasons that I became a total Josh/Donna Shipper. Honestly, the kids who are devoted to the Twilight pairing had nothing on me -- and I hadn't seen adolescence in decades.

And then Aaron Sorkin got arrested for drugs, 9/11 happened, and the next thing I knew, a new love interest was introduced (I won't mention her name because I'm still so bitter). UGH. And not until the last four episodes of season 7 did the new team of writers (Sorkin left after Season 4) return to the love story of Josh and Donna, reuniting them for eternity (at least in my world).

But on the day that the last show aired, probably said in jest but stinging nonetheless, Bradley Whitford, the actor who played Josh, declared in an interview that the character should have ended up with "that other woman."

Hmmm. Now I could tell you that I won't watch anything that Aaron Sorkin writes because I don't agree with his view of women (and I don't). And I could tell you that I won't watch anything that features Bradley Whitford because I don't think he's a good actor (but that isn't true, he actually is a very good actor). But let me say that if I can avoid it, I skip both Sorkin and Whitford's subsequent work because they toyed with and made fun of my affections. Not cool.

So to return to the beginning. It is after all a (Jewish) New Year and forgiveness is indeed divine. So I'll turn over a new leaf and declare that I forgive them all.

 

But forget?? Not so fast.

Are you holding any literary grudges?

Evelyn David

 

 

 

Sullivan Investigations Mystery
Murder Off the Books Kindle - Nook - Smashwords - Trade Paperback
Murder Takes the Cake Kindle - Trade Paperback (exclusive to Amazon)
Riley Come Home (short story)- Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
Moonlighting at the Mall (short story) - Kindle - Nook - Smashwords

 

Zoned for Murder
Kindle
Nook
Smashwords
Trade Paperback

Brianna Sullivan Mysteries - e-book series
I Try Not to Drive Past Cemeteries- Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
The Dog Days of Summer in Lottawatah- Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
The Holiday Spirit(s) of Lottawatah- Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
Undying Love in Lottawatah- Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
A Haunting in Lottawatah - Kindle (exclusive to Amazon this month)
Lottawatah Twister - Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
Missing in Lottawatah - Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
Good Grief in Lottawatah - Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
Summer Lightning in Lottawatah - Kindle - Nook - Smashwords

The Ghosts of Lottawatah - trade paperback collection of the Brianna e-books
Book 1 - I Try Not to Drive Past Cemeteries (includes the first four Brianna e-books)
Book 2 - A Haunting in Lottawatah (includes the 5th, 6th, and 7th Brianna e-books)

Romances
Love Lessons - Kindle - Nook - Smashwords

Cue The Nerves

By Laura Bradford

If you could mount a camera inside just about any writer during the single digit days leading up to their latest release, I would imagine you'd see a real push/pull in terms of emotion--excitement that their latest creation is almost in the hands of readers, and worry that their latest creation is almost in the hands of readers.

For months, we sit at a keyboard creating and interacting with characters who become real to us. Their lives twist, we twist with them. They suffer a loss, we feel it along with them. And then there's the world in which they live, a world that becomes as real to us as the actual room we're sitting in as we write. Eventually, we reach the end and we ship our creation off to be critiqued by our editor, hoping they like what we've done and sighing with relief when they do.

For some writers, that's the end of the journey. They write to write. For others (like myself), we write for our readers. We want them to like the twist we made, we want them to cheer a particular character's triumph or mourn the loss of another. Because (like us) they care about this world and these people we've written into being.

And then the reviews come in...

The good ones make us smile, but the bad ones cut to the core. It is, in some ways, like sending your child off to school only to find out they didn't fit in. You hurt for them. You hurt for yourself.

I've been at this writing thing for a while now, and I've had my share of releases (thirteen at this point, to be exact). And you know what? The excitement is still there with each and every one. But so, too, is the worry. My fourteenth book comes out on Tuesday and I'm as worried about this one as any I've released thus far, maybe even a little more. You see, STORYBOOK DAD, was about creating a world and characters just like any of the other mysteries or romances I've written to date, but this one was also about something different. This book follows a young woman who has recently been diagnosed with multiple sclerosis and how she finds her path in life despite her illness.

Everything about this book is special to me. The disease it portrays (I have M.S., too), the lessons the character learns (lessons we all should learn regardless of what may ail us), and the person I dedicated the book to--my own personal hero during a tough time in my own life.

I know the criticism will come. It always does. But I'm hoping that they are few and far between (a hope all writers share, I'm sure).

So on Tuesday, I'll be trying to go about my day like any other day--working on my latest creation. But I'll be crossing my fingers, too. Hoping that readers, who take the chance on STORYBOOK DAD, love the story as much as I do and that maybe, just maybe, it makes a difference to someone at just the right time.

**You can find STORYBOOK DAD wherever the Harlequin American line is sold (Wal-Mart, K-Mart, Target, all online venues, etc). The book goes on sale October 12th and is only available in stores for a month.

A Traveling Jones...

I’m heading out on Sunday morning to Chicago, a city I love yet haven’t visited in the last fifteen years, my traveling time cut way back when I left my in-house job as an editor at a textbook publisher.  Back in the day, my schedule took me away from home for a total of two-and-a-half to three months a year, visiting campuses, talking to professors, and trying to find some new authors to sign to our list.  I didn’t enjoy traveling then because I had a small child and was away what seemed like all the time.  Now, though, after fifteen years of working in my attic, I look forward to a little time away.

This next trip, I’m lucky enough to be traveling with my good friend, Mary Ann, who is an intrepid international traveler and who has arranged every last detail of the trip, right down to the brunch reservation we have the minute we arrive in the Windy City.  I like taking the guess work out of where I’ll be eating eggs benedict on Sunday morning.

While in the Chicago area, I’ll be speaking at the Oak Lawn library (Monday night at 7:00) to a group of people—size to be determined—about my series, writing, and anything else that pops into my head.  One thing that I’ve taken to doing lately during speaking engagements, however, is responding directly to frequently asked questions so that those questions are answered before we get to the Q&A portion of the evening.  I think I’ve hit them all, but what I’d love to hear from all of you out there in the Stiletto-wearing world is any question you’d like to ask an author that you haven’t heard asked before.  The person who asks the most pertinent question that gets added to my speech will win one copy of the Advanced Reader’s Copy of EXTRA CREDIT, the latest Alison Bergeron title to be published in December of this year.

So, get cracking.  What do inquiring minds want to know from those of us who toil in solitude, creating imaginary worlds?

Maggie Barbieri

Most Fun Book Launch Ever

One of my friends who is also a big fan of the Deputy Tempe Crabtree series kept begging to be a character in one of my books. "I don't care if I'm a murderer or if you kill me off, please put me in a Tempe book."

I finally obliged her. I didn't use her name, but I put all the rest of her in--her personality, her looks, her passions, her house,  and her dogs. The character Miqui Sherwood is really my friend. Miqui and her dogs are an important part of the story.

The book was at the publishers and ever so often, my friend would call, "Is the book here yet?"

We planned a  book launch at our local Inn (there's one in the book) that had just reopened. I made postcards for us both to send out and big posters for the Inn to display. I got a piece into the newspaper and promo was on the radio about the launch.

In the meantime her doctors gave her the devastating news that she had a rare form and most difficult type of cancer with a 50/50 chance of cure. She began radiation and chemo treatments. The book came and she began reading a copy. I couldn't help but wonder if she'd be feeling well enough to enjoy the launch.

Her last chemo treatment was the morning of the launch. She arrived soon after I'd set up the parlor of the Inn with my books and a delicious cake decorated like the book cover. I need not have worried, she looked and felt amazingly good.

Most of the people who came were her friends. I talked about her part in the book. She said she was amazed by how much I knew about her. And by the way, she loved the book and her party. She signed the books right along with me.

After the launch was over, a bunch of us stayed at the Inn and had a lovely dinner.

It was great event in many ways, and most of all that my friend had such a good time.

Marilyn

Raging Water Blurb: Deputy Tempe Crabtree’s investigation of the murder of two close friends is complicated when relentless rain turns Bear Creek into a raging river. Homes are inundated and a mud slide blocks the only road out of Bear Creek stranding many—including the murderer.

http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_ss_i_1_12?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=raging+water+by+marilyn+meredith&sprefix=Raging+Water%2Cstripbooks%2C365

I know there are some people who like to read a series in order, but let me reassure you that every book is complete. Though the characters grow through each book, the crime is always solved. Here is the order of the books for anyone who wants to know: Deadly Trail, Deadly Omen, Unequally Yoked, Intervention, Wing Beat, Calling the Dead, Judgment Fire, Kindred Spirits, Dispel the Mist, Invisible Path, Bears With Us, Raging Water.

Bio: Marilyn Meredith is the author of over thirty published novels, including the award winning Deputy Tempe Crabtree mystery series, the latest Raging Water from Mundania Press. Writing as F. M. Meredith, her latest Rocky Bluff P.D. crime novel us No Bells, the forth from Oak Tree Press. Marilyn is a member of EPIC, three chapters of Sisters in Crime, Mystery Writers of America, and on the board of the Public Safety Writers of America. 

Visit her at http://fictionforyou.com and follow her blog at http://marilymeredith.blogspot.com/

Marilyn borrows a lot from where she lives in the Southern Sierra for the town of Bear Creek and the surrounding area.

Food For Thought

By Evelyn David

Sometimes I'd like to lose 10 pounds. Most times, I just think about it.

Food evokes all kinds of responses.

 

I have friends who genuinely don't care what they eat. They eat just to live, could care less what they ingest.

 

Some see food as a barrier to their ultimate goal – to be thin. Model Kate Moss, scarcely a role model, nonetheless summed it up for way too many young girls: Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.

Wow, not for me. Of course, that might be part of my problem, but lots of things taste way better than skinny ever felt.

I've only been really thin once in my life. The months after my father died, I stopped eating. It was the only time I was a size six – and it didn't matter one whit to me. And I guess I wasn't even that thin, compared to today's concept of size zero being a worthwhile achievement.

One of the happiest times for me is when I'm at the table, surrounded by family and friends, enjoying each other's company, as well as delicious food. I like to cook. It's my hobby. But for those who don't, I enjoy the food just as well if we're together, at a restaurant or eating take-out. Food paired with those I care about is the perfect combination.

But I also like the adventure of food. Some friends think spending money eating out is a waste. They want something tangible for their money, like books, clothing, jewelry. Heck, I like those things too, but I also like the fun of finding new restaurants, not even particularly expensive ones, and sharing the experience of new tastes.

Some times, food is a source of comfort. That's probably wrong, but does it work better if I say that food prompts memories that give me joy? When I make a Kugel (noodle pudding), I remember the lovely lady who gave me the recipe. I got a thrill when my granddaughter was asked what she wanted to eat when she got to Grandma's, and she announced that Grandma always made her macaroni and cheese (her favorite). My homemade chocolate chip cookies are a staple for holidays, expected by family and friends.

We host a luncheon every year on the first day of Rosh Hashonah (the Jewish New Year). One friend shared with me that he woke up the morning of the holiday, just a week after the tragedy of 9-11, and knew no matter what else was happening in the world, he could count on the baked salmon I cook every year for the guests. That sense of continuity gave him comfort in a time of uncertainty. This year, when I changed things up a little with a new chicken dish, you would have thought I had introduced pizza as the main dish for Thanksgiving (which wouldn't offend me at all if that is what your family has traditionally served).

So I'd like to lose 10 pounds, but I'd also like to continue to eat my favorite foods. You don't have to tell me. Moderation is the key, with patience required for slow, but steady results. Yeah, I hear you.

In the meantime, what does food mean to you? And what is your favorite food memory?

 

Marian, the Northern half of Evelyn David

 

 

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A HAUNTING IN LOTTAWATAH - the Kindle ebook version will be a free borrow during October for Kindle Prime Members. Also the ebook will be offered as a free Kindle download for all during Oct. 1-5, 2012. Click Here

 

 

 

 

Sullivan Investigations Mystery
Murder Off the Books Kindle - Nook - Smashwords - Trade Paperback
Murder Takes the Cake Kindle - Trade Paperback (exclusive to Amazon)
Riley Come Home (short story)- Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
Moonlighting at the Mall (short story) - Kindle - Nook - Smashwords

 

Zoned for Murder
Kindle
Nook
Smashwords
Trade Paperback

Brianna Sullivan Mysteries - e-book series
I Try Not to Drive Past Cemeteries- Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
The Dog Days of Summer in Lottawatah- Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
The Holiday Spirit(s) of Lottawatah- Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
Undying Love in Lottawatah- Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
A Haunting in Lottawatah - Kindle (exclusive to Amazon this month)
Lottawatah Twister - Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
Missing in Lottawatah - Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
Good Grief in Lottawatah - Kindle - Nook - Smashwords
Summer Lightning in Lottawatah - Kindle - Nook - Smashwords

The Ghosts of Lottawatah - trade paperback collection of the Brianna e-books
Book 1 - I Try Not to Drive Past Cemeteries (includes the first four Brianna e-books)
Book 2 - A Haunting in Lottawatah (includes the 5th, 6th, and 7th Brianna e-books)

Romances
Love Lessons - Kindle - Nook - Smashwords