Friday, July 3, 2015

Sales and Ads and Tigers, Oh My

Okay, so there won't really be tigers, but I do have a sale starting today and running through the holiday weekend.  It's what they call a Kindle Countdown Deal, and it works like this:

Today, Accidental Death will be 99c.  Tomorrow, it'll be $1.99. Sunday it will be $2.99.  Monday it'll go back to its regular price of $3.99.  Pretty good deal for a book I figure is 272 pages or something like that.  (I forget the page count.  It's a little over 80K words.)

Coinciding with today's sales is an ad with Ereader News Today. 

Anyway, here's Accidental Death in a nutshell:

Murder doesn’t happen here.
Serenity is the safest, little town in Colorado.  But residents are dropping like flies. No big deal. Accidents happen.
Detective Dennis Haggarty is there to comfort his recently widowed sister, not investigate a homicide.  However, finding a corpse means he can’t avoid doing his job—especially since the local authorities are determined to disregard the facts.  Delving deeper, he finds a string of deaths everyone wants to ignore even when all the evidence points to murder.  Lucky for the detective, one person in town seems rational enough to help him.
Too bad she’s his prime suspect.

I hope you'll snag a copy.  Tell your friends.  Leave a review.  That sort of stuff.

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

It's the second half of 2015!!


Where did the time go?

Can you believe we're in the last six months of 2015?

I've got to say that the first half of the year wasn't the greatest and the last nine or ten days were wackier than usual with a car accident last week and then yesterday, an orthopedist telling me I probably need to have surgery on my knee. Geez!!

So I'm hoping that, surgery and all, to rock the second half of 2015.  I've got a lot of plans, some big, some small. Some have to do with writing, some have to do with life.

I'm excited about them all!!!

To kick off the second half of the year, I've joined Camp NaNoWriMo in the hopes of having even more fun with my writing.

I'll be writing the eleventh Hitwoman book!

Speaking of Hitwoman books, my copy editor is currently working on book 10!!

Also, my content editor is working on a romantic suspense novel I'm hoping to release in a couple months.

And I have a couple of secret projects that I'm working on that I'm really excited about!  (See, rocking the rest of the year -- woohoo!)

Oh, and in case you missed it, A WOOF IN SHEEP'S CLOTHING is now out!

While investigating the disappearance of a psychic matchmaker, Detective Brian Griswald meets dog trainer Stephanie Browne, a beautiful woman who can be just as prickly as the rescue mutts she works with.

Like her dogs, Stephanie’s not quick to trust, which is why she rejects the charming detective when he tries to pursue a relationship with her, but when Brian is dragged into a case involving Stephanie’s beloved dogs, the two must work together to find the truth.

Solving the mystery proves challenging for both of them and dangerous for Stephanie. Can Brian and a canine cavalry save her before it’s too late? 

Tell me Killer Friends: What are YOUR plans for the second half of 2015??

Monday, June 29, 2015

A Very Canadian List

On July 1st we Canadians will be celebrating confederation. Or what was once called Dominion Day but is now called Canada Day. The changing of the name of the day created quite the polite controvery back in 1982. However, growing up I don't remember calling it anything but Canada Day.

There are some things I consider very Canadian, although these things show up in various other countries. My apologies if you take exception to my claiming of them.

Moose. There is something very Canadian about the gangly yet graceful moose. We have somewhere between half-a-million to a million moose in Canada. Supposedly, but that's according to Wikipedia, so... I spent two summers working for Moose Mountain Provincial Park. Tourists (from across the border) used to come into the office asking where the moose were located. I think one elderly moose roamed about the park at that time. Thankfully, there are more now. Please, tell me there are more.

Margaret Atwood. You don't get more Canadian than Margaret Atwood. I'd recognize her steel-grey curls and delightful monatone voice anywhere. Besides being a novelist, poet, essayist, activist, etc., she has made a significant contribution to the theorizing of Canadian Literature. Yeah, I'm not sure what that means either. But I do know I love her books. My favourite being Princess Prunella and The Purple Peanut. That's right, she's written children's books. So. Much. Fun. To read aloud.

Politeness. Okay, so there are polite people everywhere. But we're famous for it. So there.

Tim Hortons. They sell coffee and donuts, but you can also get a flatbread breakfast panini - delish. We go nuts when it's Roll Up The Rim To Win time! I don't drink coffee. It's the honest to goodness truth. I have drank a total of half-a-cup of coffee in my entire life, and that was just to be polite.

The Word "eh". Which we know how to use and when to use it. You can't just tack it onto every sentence and be, like, all Canadian, eh.

So Happy Canada Day on the 1st! Or Independence Day on the 4th! Or whatever day or event you're celebrating this week!

What makes where you live unique? What are you celebrating?

Our Canada Day Tradition!

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Day Late

Okay, I think we've all determined by now that B.E. doesn't know what day it is on any given day of the week.  So, yesterday was Friday??  Yeah.  Missed it entirely. 

My world blurs together.  One slips into the next, into the next, into the next... and before I know it, half the freakin' year is gone.  Seriously.  The end of June is just a few days away.  How did that happen?  And where was I?

I could blame it on the books.  I'm walking around every day with my head up my manuscript.  I'm lucky I remember to buy groceries or we'd all starve. 

I could blame it on the retirement.  It was much easier to remember what day it was when Hubs still went off to work every morning.  Not that I didn't still forget, but less often.

I could blame it on my brain, but let's face it, that sucker has been tweaky for over 20 years and the excuse is lame at this point.  If I haven't figured out by now how to keep my life straight, it ain't the brain injury talking - it's me.

I could blame it on age, but since my mom is 30 years older and still sharp as a tack, that won't fly either.

Hey, I could blame it on the news.  I mean, sure, that's effecting us all in one way or another, so we would all have an excuse for losing track of time, but if that were true, then we'd all be way more screwed than we already are.

Oh, I know I'm not the only one who misses dates and appointments and deadlines.  And I'm sure I'm not the only person in the world irritated by her own scatterbrainedness. 

And this one day of regret won't change a damn thing.  I bet you that tomorrow, I'll wander out to the road to check the mail.  Only after I see the box is empty will I realize my error.  Then a resounding "D'OH!" will echo through the neighborhood.  :shrug:  It is what it is.

So, if you're around today, tell me about some scatterbrainedness in your own life.  Forgetfulness loves company... I think.  ;o)

Wednesday, June 24, 2015


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A WOOF IN SHEEP'S CLOTHING  will be released in a couple of days. But I'm sharing a sneak peek here:

Stephanie watched the detective stumble away with curiosity. Her stomach had fluttered when hed caught her studying him from behind.
Part of her was curious about what had happened to Armani. Shed been distrustful of the flamboyant woman the moment shed set eyes on her. She knew the type, promising bright futures and magical signs to those desperate enough to believe them.
Her own sister was under the influence of a con artist, and no matter how much Stephanie tried to convince her that no one could predict the future, she still paid her psychic weekly.
She was surprised to find that she was also curious about the detective. It had been quite a while since shed found herself interested in a man, any man. She had her career, her friends, and her pets. Shed convinced herself she didnt need anyone else in her life, but there was something about this man that made her want to get to know him better. 
Not that that would ever happen. After this afternoon, she didnt expect to ever see him again.
She wished she could say the same about the man who interrupted her thoughts.
“Hello, pretty lady.”
She didnt need to turn to identify the speaker.
The voice of Quentin Dubois slithered over her like a snake, giving her the heebie jeebies.
If the low growl Rascal gave was any indication, she wasnt the only one creeped out by his arrival.

While investigating the disappearance of a psychic matchmaker, Detective Brian Griswald meets dog trainer Stephanie Browne, a beautiful woman who can be just as prickly as the rescue mutts she works with.

Like her dogs, Stephanie’s not quick to trust, which is why she rejects the charming detective when he tries to pursue a relationship with her, but when Brian is dragged into a case involving Stephanie’s beloved dogs, the two must work together to find the truth.

Solving the mystery proves challenging for both of them and dangerous for Stephanie. Can Brian and a canine cavalry save her before it’s too late?

Monday, June 22, 2015

Not Quite Rational Reasons Why I Love The Musketeers TV Show

The television show - not the real Musketeers, for whom life was nothing like the television version, I'm sure. Lately I've kind of been obsessed with secret societies. I've got an idea brewing and I'm doing research. And I know, the Musketeers weren't a secret society. I also know I'm not about to get a lot of valid information from a TV show. But it is so delightful in it's cheesiness that I simply can't resist.

The heart wants what the heart wants. And right now it's the crazy antics of Athos, Aramis, Porthos, and D'Artagnan. Oh, and Harvey from Suits, but that's a whole other blog post.

The other lovely thing about this show is the strength of it's female characters. I'm really impressed by that. I love Constance. I admire Queen Anne. Hate Milady de Winter. From the abbey of nuns more than willing and able to defend their ground, to a royal lady saving young girls from arranged marriages and insisting on the importance of education for women. To a female spy. Perhaps not probable, but indeed possible.

It's so delicious.

And there's leather. Lots and lots of leather. And sword fighting. And muskets, of course. Which is somewhat ironic to me because when I think of Musketeers I think sword fighting (and there's plenty of that, thank goodness) but they were in fact soldiers equipped with muskets and largely served in the infantry on the ground, sometimes on horseback, and were the precursor to a rifleman. Let it not be said you don't learn something here at Killer Chicks. Or maybe it's just me who learning. Because even though there is musket in the word musketeers I had no idea.

I know.  Moving on.

So, what television show or book series are you obsessed with right now?

Friday, June 19, 2015

Reviews Help Sell Books

Yesterday, I was on Goodreads updating my reading status and I noticed something.  The book I was reading - one I'm really loving and that had enough people fund it through Kickstarter to actually get it in print - has next to no reviews.  And it's the third book in a much-loved series.  Something in my brain went all 'WTF?'

It has 6 reviews on Amazon and 2 reviews on Goodreads (with two additional rankings).  After two months of being published.  Even if all of that was from different individuals, that's 10 people who gave enough of a damn to leave some kind of feedback. 

Now, I realize not all readers are good at writing reviews.  I get that.  Really I do.  And not everyone who reads a book is willing to take the time to go to a site and leave a review.  I mean, it takes time and effort and that stuff is in short supply sometimes.  I get it. 

For my part, I've been up to my ass in alligators and haven't been reading as much as I want to.  But when I read a book, I leave at least a rating on Goodreads, and if possible, a short review.  (Sometimes as short as 'wow, this was amazing', but it's something.)  Okay, so I'm horrible at remembering to carry that over to Amazon, but when I remember, I go back and get several of the books I'd forgotten.  I need to get better at that.

And I guess prior to becoming a published author, I didn't realize how much of a difference reviews can make to gaining sales.  For instance, in order to advertize at certain places, they need to see how well-received your book is going to be - so they check your reviews.  No reviews and you get a no thanks letter.  Or let's say you're a reader browsing for something to spend your money on.  You're more likely to pick up a book other people have had some kind of reaction to than one that's totally untested.  Right? 

Think about it.  People don't often say to themselves, "Hey, here's a book no one else has read.  I think I'll take a chance and slap my $4 down."  Not bloody likely. 

So, I'll say here what I said on Twitter yesterday: Reviews help sell books. Selling books means fundage to write more books. If you love to read, leave reviews. Sprinkle them everywhere.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some reading to do so I can add another review to that awesome author's pile.

(No, I'm not giving the book's title or the author's name here.  She didn't authorize me to say this and she didn't ask me to pimp for reviews for her book. And no, she isn't affiliated with this blog in any way. In fact, I don't care which books you review or what kind of reviews you leave - although if you don't have anything nice to say, it's better to stay silent.  Just leave reviews when and where you can.)