December 18, 2014

.@VickiBatman - Delving into Christmas Past - Candlelight Home Tour #MFRWorg #historicalcities #historicalsites

Delving into Christmas Past – Candlelight Home Tour

Every year, I travel with funsisters to a small town for their Christmas Candlelight Home Tour. Usually, homes predating 1850, which have been restored, are featured.
My friends and I make stops along our route to pop in our favorite antique malls to search for new finds. We have a quick lunch, shop a bit more, and then finish our drive. After we arrive at our destination, we purchase our tour tickets and check in at our bed and breakfast.

Most of the time, we stay at the same B&B. The hostess’ mom researched many of the historical plaques for the community. We usually eat at the yummy Italian restaurant and every time, wonder how the ricotta layer is so light. Then we tour two homes. Afterwards, we go to the park and wander through the Christmas tree land.

We stay up late, giggle, eat chocolate and catch up with our lives. But rise and shine comes with breakfast at 9. We tour our favorite stores (homemade pralines, fudge, more treasures purchased). A bite for lunch. Rest. And dinner at our other favorite restaurant which is housed in an old large Prairie style house.  We finish up our tour and head back to our temporary home for more chocolate and fun.
Here are a couple of decorations from this year’s tour. Some were handmade!

All too soon, Sunday arrives and we head for home. I adore this special time with friends.

Do you travel places to see special lights and attractions? leave a comment with your email and I will do a drawing for a copy of Season of Magic which features my story, "Holiday Disaster."
* Happy Holidays! *

December 16, 2014

Demon Lore is available NOW! by Karilyn Bentley #urbanfantasy #TWRP #plottingprincesses

I'm happy to announce that the first book in my urban fantasy series, Demon Lore, is out now! Squeeeeeee!!!!! Isn't the cover awesome?

This is the story of Gin Crawford and her transformation from nurse to demon slayer (or huntress as she likes to call herself). Here's the blurb:

Gin Crawford has enough problems dealing with her empath abilities. Finding out she's the world's newest demon-slayer is the last thing she needs. Unfortunately, when she slips on a mysterious bracelet she is given no other choice. On the plus side, her new gig comes with Tall, Dark and Handsome, a mage who may or may not have her best interests at heart. Thrust into a power-play between good and evil, Gin must choose a side before she becomes the next victim in the ongoing battle.

And the excerpt:

I check out my appearance in the mirror behind the door, smoothing down a fly-away strand. Good enough for a romp in the sheets. Swinging the door open is the work of a moment and it dawns on me I should’ve looked through the peephole first.

The evil man-thing stands on my porch, his lips turning in a menacing smile of death. I don’t need to
touch him to know he wants me dead. Muscles freeze, trapping my breath in my lungs. Like a rabbit in view of a wolf, I’m immobilized, waiting for death’s blow. Time slows, his gaze locks on mine, trapping me in place.

Move, move, move! My mind screams as the man’s fingers twitch.

But the spike of adrenaline explodes into my limbs too late to stop the backhand blow slamming across my jaw.

I superman it halfway across the living room. Land on the hardwood floor in a thud of pain-ridden limbs. My jaw morphs into a screaming ball of nerves. My head no sooner hits the floor than I hear the bracelet scream, a high-pitched wail quivering through my skin like vibrations from a tuning fork. The bracelet tightens around my wrist, cutting off the circulation, and then it loosens with a pop at the same time I hear the door click closed.

Ohgodohgodohgod, I’m going to die. I don’t want to die. No, no, no, no, no. Pain and terror hold me
crumpled on the floor as my mind crawls backward in time.

But I’m no longer a child, fearful of fists and words, cowering on the ground.

I’m a fighter.

My head spins, but I refuse to lie on the floor waiting to be killed, so I attempt to stand. Evil Guy
laughs as I ass-plant it. Laughs as a moan escapes my lips. He takes a step toward me, right arm drawn back for a hit. His fist hurls toward my face, but I manage to block it with my left arm. My right arm, the one with the bracelet, shoves forward, slamming into his chest.

His black eyes widen, mouth open in surprise, his hands fluttering to his chest before dropping. I stare at my hand, stare hard, for I’m as surprised as Evil Guy. The bracelet had become a sword, a long, thin spike of metal extending from the silver links, straight into Evil Guy’s heart.

Buy Links:
The Wild Rose Press

December 11, 2014

@KathyIvan - Suspense. Mystery. Romance. What a fun package! #PlottingPrincesses #MFRWorg #romanticsuspense

Suspense.  Mystery.  Romance. 

There's something about those words that stir the imagination.  Being able to craft a story filled with the right elements, a blending of all three, reminds me of baking.  All the ingredients have to be added in exactly the right amounts in order for your delicious confection to come out perfect (and in my case hopefully edible). 

I love layering in all the nuances to my stories, adding a dash of mystery to keep the reader turning the pages.  Did I write enough intrigue and danger within the world I've created that the reader absolutely, positively, unequivocally cannot stop reading when they reach the end of the chapter, and must turn the page to find out what happens next.  Don't you love that feeling? 

December 9, 2014

#PlottingPrincesses welcome guest author Anne Ashby, a fan of Kris Kristoffersen #MFRWorg #RLFblog #romance

Anne Ashby is joining the Plotting Princesses today. Let's get to know her:

Anne Ashby lives in New Zealand and writes clean contemporary romance using her homeland as an added point of difference to her stories.  Her interest in family, genealogy and rugby often feature. "Leath's Legacy" is her sixth book.  

Favourite Movie: The Sound of Music
Favourite Book:  Any by Essie Summers
Last Book Read: A Mother’s Wish by Debbie Macomber
Favourite Colour: Yellow
Stilettos or Flip-flops:  Flip-flops
Coffee or Tea:  Neither
E-book or Paperback:  Paperback
Pencil or Pen:  Pencil
Favourite Song: Any by Kris Kristoffersen
Streak or not:  Not
Favourite Dessert: Pavlova
Champagne or Gin: Neither
Paranormal or Historical: Neither, Contemporary only
Ginger or Mary Ann: Mary Ann
Favourite TV Show:   Packed to the Rafters
Hot or Cold: Hot
POV: Male
I’d die if I don’t have: My Family

December 4, 2014

Tales from the Crate: How to Write with a Puppy by Karilyn Bentley #crazydog

As some of you may remember, we got a puppy in June that we were told was seven months old. In July we found out she was really three months old when we got her. Yikes. I never thought to have that young of a puppy. Karma is getting me back for looking at others and thinking I could do a better job of raising a puppy than they were. Somewhere Karma is laughing its butt off.

So how do I write with a puppy? Well, this is what used to happen on my day off. I'd sleep in until The Hubster would wake me with a kiss as he was walking out the door. Then I'd determine whether the old gimpy dog, aka Hell Hound, was able to go for a walk. If so, walk him. If not, do Tai Chi and meditate. Feed dog. Have coffee and breakfast while reading paper. Take shower. Get in a couple of hours writing/promo before meeting Hubster for lunch. Come home, write some more. Greet Hubster with kiss and spend evening with him.

What happens now.

December 2, 2014

Help! The Cookie Monster Has Me!

Why is it that we eat more during the holidays than we do the rest of the year? It’s as if we all get into this baking frenzy and try to outdo each other with our fabulous recipes and decorating the house. We run around like crazy people buying gifts, putting up a tree, seeing little Timmy’s Christmas play, decorating our homes and baking. We may not bake the rest of the year, but by golly at Christmas, the recipes come out and we’re in the kitchen.
Okay, I confess…I don’t cook that much. I wish I did, but even though I’m a full-time writer working from home, I don’t spend much time in the kitchen. My husband does most of the cooking and he’s not all that bad. I’ll run downstairs and throw some stuff in the crock pot and say whew that’s dinner.  It’s a lucky night when he comes home and dinner is fixed.
But at Christmas it’s like some spell comes over me and I want to bake cookies, pies, candy and try all these new recipes. Do I need to eat that much? No, I seriously am watching my weight and my sugar intake. I’m pre-diabetic with type II diabetes in my family. I know the risks. But I WANT COOKIES.  It’s like the cookie monster takes over my body and I think peanut butter, oatmeal, ginger snaps and oh…those delicious ones with the Hershey’s kiss stuck in the middle of them. GIVE ME COOKIES!

November 27, 2014



Spend this time with those you love, sharing stories, laughter and love.  And remember those who cannot be with their families and friends on this day of thanks, and keep them close to your hearts and in your prayers.