My friend Amber Skyze has dropped by to give us a Treat for this special season!
Just Hit Send…
You create your masterpiece. Polish it to within an inch of
your life and then you do it. You hit the send button. Let the waiting begin.
If you’re anything like me you want instant gratification. After all, with
technology the way it is anything is possible. But is a response in a few hours
realistic? No, definitely not. Yes, to say the very least. LOL I have to take a
step back and realize I’m not the only writer my editors are receiving
submissions from.
It’s not easy being a writer. When you send your baby off
into the big bad world it’s scary. Just thinking about my story being under a
magnifying glass, viewed by a critical eye, gives me the chills. With each page
that the editor examines I know she’s scanning every word looking for errors.
She’s wondering if you have a unique plot. She’s looking to see if you can
weave a riveting tale?
As time goes by with no response a million questions form in
my mind. Will the editor like the story? Will she think – what the f%^& was
this writer thinking? Is she laughing at my attempts to write? These are
questions I ask myself every single time I send a manuscript out.
I’ve published 33 books since December 2008, but it doesn’t
ease the fear of rejection. And truthfully in between those contracts I’ve had
rejections. It’s just a fact of life in this business. It’s sucks though! :o)
One thing I know is that it’s better to Just Hit Send and be
rejected than to let a manuscript sit unread by an editor never knowing if it
has possibility.
I am happy to announce that Going for Broke is being
released today from Ellora’s Cave. This is a revised and expanded version of
the book Hit Me, published in 2010.
Here’s a little taste…
Blurb:
Businesswoman Holly Perkins is equally determined to gain control of the Pleasure Palace, the decadent casino where anything goes—including exhibitionism and master/slave play. A corporate raider, she’s eager to put down roots in one location while running a business she loves.
When Deacon spots Holly in front of the casino it’s lust at first sight, and soon she’s submitting to him during a blistering-hot encounter. But how will he react when he learns of Holly’s agenda? All bets are off in their high-stakes game of carnal cravings and ultimate control.
Publisher’s Note: This title was previously released elsewhere under the title Hit Me, and has been revised and expanded for Ellora’s Cave.
A Romantica® contemporary erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
Excerpt:
Put one foot in front
of the other and soon you’ll be walking through the door.
Deacon rubbed his eyes. They burned from being sleep deprived
and the bright lights didn’t help. It was nearing midnight, but who could tell
in the city that never sleeps? He stopped to glance up at the majestic
building. The four golden caps made it appear as if it were a true Palace. The
design had been created with that in mind. Darius Burke had a dream. He’d
wanted to build a casino that reminded people of royalty. He’d wanted them to
feel like they were special when inside. For years he’d succeeded.
Put one foot in front
of the other and soon you’ll be walking through the door.
The one verse of the incessant Christmas song filled his mind
as Deacon climbed the stairs to casino. Sure he changed it a bit to suit his
needs, but that was his prerogative.
The flight in from Hong Kong seemed to drag on longer than it
should have, but he closed the deal. They would gain a foothold in Hong Kong
with their latest fragrance. The time had arrived for him to close another
deal. The most important one.
Put one foot in front
of the other and soon you’ll be walking through the door.
Deacon adjusted the laptop bag dangling from his left
shoulder. He lifted his right foot and placed it on the concrete stair. Gold
speckles glittered the front staircases leading to the entranceway.
Each step he took was painful to his weary feet and heavy
heart. He hadn’t stepped foot inside the casino or Vegas for that matter in nearly
ten years. The day had finally arrived. He was coming home after many years
away. Deacon Burke was one step away from reclaiming what rightfully belonged
to his family – the Palace of Pleasure.
Though when his father owned the Palace the top floors known
as the Pleasure part of the casino didn’t exist. Deacon could see his father
rolling over his grave imagining the things that took place in the Pleasure
area. Not that Deacon minded. Sex was an enjoyment of his. There was something
about cherishing a woman’s body that brought out the animal instinct in him. He
also didn’t mind doling out a spanking or two. Having a woman bent over, hands
tied behind her back getting spanked, got him overheated every time.
He stifled a moan, while fighting the hard-on that grew in
his black slacks.
Maybe he’d partake in a little fun before meeting with the
current owner. Why not try out the merchandise? Not that it would change his
mind on reclaiming the casino. It belonged to the Burke’s and Deacon would
stake his claim, no matter what stupid stipulations they put on him.
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