Transmundane Press’s new book of short stories is out, and I’m in it! ON TIME is a massive anthology, with 75 stories by 71 authors and 15 original pieces of art.
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Are we controlled by TIME’s callous whims? An unyielding, enslaving construct, trapping us within unstoppable second-hands.
Or is TIME an illusion? Changing the continuum’s flow, we unlock forbidden power and break our servitude to existence’s linear chains.
The future affects the past. ON TIME features seventy-plus stories that fling us forward, promise progress while dropping destruction, and replay our regrets.
Will we learn from our mistakes or must we forever remain TIME’s servant?
We’ve been having lovely weather, so we managed to get out for walks. Winston (my dog) was covered in so much loose hair this morning when I let him out of his crate, I wondered if I could weave a carpet out of it. Shedding is just one thing to love about this time of year, isn’t it?
They finally came around this morning to remove the stump from the tree on my front lawn that the city cut down. It feels like closure. Like I’ve had remains of a friend, a constant reminder of loss, taken away. Yeah, it was only a tree. But when it came down, it felt life-changing. Then all this happened, and, well, it kinda feels like everything can start going back to some sense of normalcy now. Weird? Probably.
Yesterday:
I took some pretty pictures of spring while we were out walking.
Photos: Cherry and apple blossoms in white and pink.
And two days ago:
My new short story came out!
Pixy is only 99 cents or free if you subscribe to Kindle Unlimited, so if you like lighthearted paranormal romance stories, you’ll love this short, delightful love story. Pick it up today! (Click the photo below.)
Many thanks. 🙂
Why I’m writing this post:
Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress and all over the Internet as well, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.
I want everyone to know that you can start discussions with each other in the comments, and if you’d like to write your own “What Day is it Anyway?” post, you can link to this one. Hashtag #WDIIA.
Today is an exciting day! Why? Because it’s not every day you publish a book!!
Will an office no-dating policy stand in the way of love?
Since her breakup with her cheating ex, Sandra Weber has been just going through the motions as Sales Manager at Studletter Condom Company. But when Michael Thorne is hired as an assistant, sparks in the office begin to fly.
Though Michael, aka Saddle McFleshbomb, loves dancing at Woody O’Flanagan’s Pub, he’s looking to move up in the world. His schooling almost finished, he lands a plum job as the only man in an office filled with women: four so exasperatingly humorless that it’s funny, and one stunning beauty with a laugh that warms the cockles of his heart.
When Sandra shows up at Woody’s on a rare night that he’s dancing for men, she assumes he’s gay, and therefore the no-dating policy doesn’t apply. But he’s not. He’s intensely interested in her. And he’s afraid to tell her he’s straight.
If you like light romantic comedy, hot office flirtations, and a long slow burn, you’ll love Saddled, the first book in Linda G. Hill’s “Once a Week at Woody’s” series.
Score a seat at Woody O’Flanagan’s Pub today!
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Is Saddled x-rated? It’s definitely for adults, but there’s more of an underlying erotic vibe than all-out x-rated content. Here’s what a couple of advance-reader reviewers have said.
This was a really cute story. I loved how Sandra wasn’t the usual heroine. She liked him, she knew about his other job and still stuck with him. She didn’t cower at her ex and then not be able to decide who she wanted. She was to the poi t and she was consistent throughout the whole book.
Michal was just too adorable for words. I loved his humor and how in co Troy he was even while being ambushed by the ladies at work. Of course, they HAD to be “Karens”.
This was a really good story and even though it was 41 chapters, I wish there was more! ~ Sarah, Goodreads reviewer
And one more.
An entertaining start to a series, this was the first book I have read by this author. The story perfectly blends the right amount of humor with realism. Anyone who has worked in a professional office environment o aware of the drama and at times toxic attitude to be found. This story so perfe fly portraye that, and adds just the right amount of fun. I’ll admit, I expected more of a slapstick over-the-top story, based on Michael’s stage name, but it really wasn’t. The story does deal with some serious issues, but with a very light hand (brings awareness to the issue, but without overdoing it). Characters are great- and I look forward to continuing the series and reading Seth’s story. I received an advance copy for my honest review. ~ SJP, Amazon reviewer
Sounds like fun, right?
Anyway, that’s the end of my shameless self-promo for today, and likely for this book.
So pick it up now, and escape for a while in my fun new romantic comedy!
I want to express my appreciation for all of your kind messages of condolence. My way of coping is to put it out of my mind when I need to concentrate on the many facets of my life, and grieve alone when I have a moment. It seems, at this time, the only way to survive.
Thanks again. ❤
Why I’m writing this post:
Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress and all over the Internet as well, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.
I want everyone to know that you can start discussions with each other in the comments, and if you’d like to write your own “What Day is it Anyway?” post, you can link to this one. Hashtag #WDIIA.
Of that I am both sure and determined to make true.
Soon.
I spent yet another day editing, but good news! I’m finished!
Which means maybe tomorrow I can get caught up on a few things I’ve been putting off. Like packing my mother’s stuff.
I posted the first chapter of the new book on my fiction blog. If you’re curious about what I’ve been working on, click here.
I get the feeling that when this month is over and the book is released, my mother’s room at the retirement home is empty, the A to Z Challenge is finished, and we’re all still stuck at home, I’m going to miss being so busy. Life is so frenzied right now, I barely have time to think.
Enjoy every minute, my friends. Especially if you have your family close.
Why I’m writing this post:
Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress and all over the Internet as well, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.
I want everyone to know that you can start discussions with each other in the comments, and if you’d like to write your own “What Day is it Anyway?” post, you can link to this one. Hashtag #WDIIA.
This exciting new anthology is all about dreams, nightmares, visions and hallucinations. My contribution is the story of Jacob, a man whose dreams prove to be precognitive. Here’s a short excerpt.
SNOOZE
“I’ve never been much of a dreamer.”
No, I can’t say that, I thought as I looked in the mirror and straightened my tie. She’ll assume I’m talking about my hopes for the future.
I couldn’t afford to fuck up this date. At best, I was in a position to have the relationship to end all relationships. At the least, I’d save her life. The tricky part would be not coming across as a nutcase. Something I wasn’t totally convinced of myself.
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“Jacob?” She approached me with an outstretched hand and I plastered a surprised look onto my face. The dating site I’d “found” her through was this newfangled deal where the guy’s photo was visible to the lady, but the woman’s face was a mystery. It was meant to ensure true love or some such crap. That I’d actually managed to choose her was proof enough for me that she was the woman of my dreams. We were fated to meet.
“You must be Susan,” I said as I shook her hand. She took the lead toward the restaurant’s door, confident in her ultra-high heels and black raincoat. Susan looked every bit the reporter—light on the makeup under black-framed glasses. I’d have taken bets there was a notepad and pen in her purse, even if I didn’t already know what her job was.
“I feel like I have an advantage over you,” she said as she settled into her side of the booth in the Japanese restaurant. “The website told me everything about you, but it said they told you next to nothing about me.”
The urge was great to “guess,” but she’d think I’d been stalking her somehow.
“They gave me a few of your interests,” I said. “I know you like to write.”
“But I bet they didn’t tell you I’m an investigative journalist.”
I raised my eyebrows, hoping for the second time she wouldn’t see through me. “Really?” I said. “That must be exciting.”
She shrugged. “It has its moments. And you? What does Jacob do for a living?”
“I’m a … I used to be an elementary school teacher.”
“Used to?”
“Yeah. I got kicked out of school for missing too many days.”
Because I slept in. Because I had to find out what was going to happen to you.
Here’s the anthology’s official back-cover description.
A parallel dimension exists below the surface of reality.
Its doors swing open every time we sleep, allowing us passage into the land of DREAMS, a plane rich with exotic fantasy and limitless bliss. Within this wonder world, however, lurk dark corridors and terrible creatures—some unfortunate travelers never escape the NIGHTMARES waiting in the shadows.
Many have tried bridging our worlds. Seekers and wise men have meditated for VISIONS and ingested intoxicants for HALLUCINATIONS in hopes that the veil between our realms will thin, allowing access to all the thrills, joys, and horrors beyond our senses.
TRANSCENDENT is an open gate, a gangway linking our realm to the shimmering sphere where nothing is certain and anything is possible.
It’s gonna be a good one! The release is set for this fall. I’ll keep you up to speed on the launch and all the goodies that will be available.
My book–the one I’ve been saying I was going to publish for four years now (didn’t believe me, did you?)–is finally here!
It’s a story I spent months obsessing over, traveled for, went to outrageous lengths for–I sat in the Kingston Via Rail station, taking notes for the description of it; drove around the city looking for the perfect setting for the house in which the story takes place and then I parked my car there and walked halfway back to town to see what it would be like. I stayed in different lodgings – the university where my characters went to school, the house that inspired the one in the book, and a small motel near the train station. I even had a chance to interview a magician. I’ll be posting that interview soon.
But most of all I had a lot of fun writing The Magician’s Curse and its sequel. And I’m almost finished writing the third book. Not sure if there will be more: I’ve toyed with the idea of a prequel.
For now though, I can finally share part of this world I’ve lived in by myself for almost six years. I hope you’ll enjoy reading it as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it. Magic and romance await.
I hate being sick. Sure, it’s not as bad as it is just before Christmas when you’ve got so much running around to do, but it’s bad enough even now. I’m having a hard time thinking. I have no energy. It’s like my sinuses are pushing on both my logic/how to do stuff part of my brain and my get-up-and-go part. Who knew I had an off switch? I hope my sinuses remember to turn it back on when I’m better.
Meanwhile I march myself through life, running on sheer responsibility. And even that’s running thin at the moment. Yet somehow I got a couple of bits of good news today.
The contest gave me a pdf copy of another of the author’s books, a $10 gift certificate from Amazon, and a gorgeous pocket watch. I’ll take a picture when I get it and post it. The book looks really good too.
On top of that, I signed my first contract to edit a novel. My first real job in over fifteen years (if you don’t count the paper route). Whoopie!! …okay, that wore me out.
Hopefully tomorrow will be better, eh? Marching off to bed.
My new novel Ashes to Ashes comes out today! To celebrate the release, I’m putting it on sale for 99 cents for a limited time. Pick up your copy now
From tragedy came power. And from mishandled power came mystery.
After moving into a new gated community with her family, Natalie is ready to begin a peaceful year at Emerson High. A year complete with boy troubles, school dances, new friends… everything an average girl could expect.
Then she starts receiving notes warning her not to go to school November first. Notes in her day planner, on a piece of homework, on a homecoming ticket… The more notes she receives the more details she uncovers, and the clearer it becomes: words like peaceful and average are about the worst ones anyone could use to describe the year she’s about to have. Crazy? Maybe. Violent? Definitely. Heart-wrenching, mind-blowing, life-changing?
And a new book is released into the world, with a cover by my own favourite artist, Belinda. Head on over to wish Trent all the best with his book, and buy one while you’re there!
Thank you all for joining me today for this celebration of my first book, Seasons of Imagination, being released. I know this was an impromptu gathering, though you can’t say I didn’t give you hints it was coming up. Sorry about that bump in the red carpet that I just couldn’t flatten out. I hope not too many of you twisted your ankle or anything. You just need to be careful..
Be careful! Careful!!! CAREFUL!!!
Sorry!
Of course the person bringing in the cake had to be the one who tripped. Sorry, I do still have some left over hors d’oeuvre from yesterday’s Cover Reveal, so help yourself. I hope they’re not stale.
The “After the Happily Ever After” anthology is finally out! My story, “Alice on the Analyst’s Couch” and many more wonderful tales can be found in this beautiful book. The Kindle version is on sale until January 1st. Please click on the original post and read all about it, and pick up your copy today. 😀
AFTER THE HAPPILY EVER AFTER: A COLLECTION OF FRACTURED FAIRY TALES is the third anthology that TRANSMUNDANE PRESS has produced. What started as a nagging “what if…” question that we tossed out into the sea of creators quickly mushroom clouded into our most complicated and challenging project to date.
Based on our previous efforts—DISTORTED and UNDERWATER—we predicted somewhere between 30 and 50 submissions in our modest inbox, but were suddenly inundated with entries from dreamers located all over the world. India, Canada, the UK, Australia, USA—they kept coming even after our posted deadline.
And they were wonderful tales.
Tales rich with adventure, unrequited love, treasure, sex, death, magic—these stories captured our imaginations the same way the storybooks of our youth tickled our fantasies. Re-experiencing the same childlike excitement invoked memories of bedtime stories read by dim nightlights, of dragons swooping into our dreams and carrying us away to far off…
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