To be honest, release day itself is somewhat stressful. Itâ€™s typically a day
full of chaos, phone calls, blog interviews, Facebook parties, and emailing all
the people out there that are helping to spread the word about the new book.
Then thereâ€™s that horrible thing known as the SALES RANKINGS. Like pretty much
every other author out there, I peek at my sales rankingsâ€”Amazon and Barnes and
Noble mostlyâ€”the moment I get up, agonizing over what the total number is and
what category Iâ€™m ranking in.
â€śOh goodie, Iâ€™m ranking number five overall in the category of
romantic/suspense/wolf shifters/who are right-handed/and part their hair on the
â€śYikes, is that good enough? What if I never get up to number four in that most
My publisher and agent tell me stop looking at the numbers and that my books are
selling fine. I agree with them, then immediately check to see if my ranking has
changed in the last three minutes!
Fortunately, release day is only twenty-four hours long, though it can seem
longer. After itâ€™s over is when I really celebrate. For me, that celebration
usually means a good movie (preferred an animated oneâ€¦Disney if possible) and
dinner at PF Changâ€™s with hubby.
Of course, anyone who knows me will remember that PF Changâ€™s is where hubby and
I brainstorm our books. So we take about four hours or so to celebrate, then
itâ€™s right back to work on the next book in the series!
To give you a taste of my latest, hereâ€™s an excerpt!
â€śSo what did you and Landon do this afternoon?â€ť Minka asked, her soft voice
dragging him back to the present.
Angelo looked up to see that Minka had already polished off two fajitas. Damn,
the girl could eat. â€śLandon gave me a tour of the DCO complex. I did some target
shooting and blew up a few things. He even let me play with the expensive
surveillance toys. I swear, it felt more like a recruiting pitch to get me to
work there than anything.â€ť
Minkaâ€™s eyes flashed green, her full lips curving slightly. Damn, why the hell
had he said it like that? Now she probably thought he was going to come work for
the DCO. Even if he wanted to, he couldnâ€™t, not after just reenlisting for
another five years. The army wasnâ€™t the kind of job where you could walk into
the bossâ€™s office and say, â€śI quit.â€ť
Thinking it would be a good idea to steer the conversation back to safer ground,
he reached for another fajita and asked Minka a question instead. â€śWhat do you
think youâ€™ll work on next with Ivy and Tanner? You going to practice with the
claws for a while or move on to something else?â€ť
Angelo felt a little crappy about changing the subject, but if Minka noticed,
she didnâ€™t seem to mind. And it wasnâ€™t like he had to fake interest in what she
was saying. Anything that involved Minka was important to him. Besides, he
didnâ€™t know much about shifters or hybrids, so the whole thing was pretty damn
â€śWhat do you visualize when you see the beast in your mind?â€ť he asked.
â€śBefore today, I thought of it as a giant, blurry monster.
But after learning that the beast is a cat, thatâ€™s how I picture it now.â€ť She
smiled. â€śNot a little house cat, of course. They arenâ€™t scary enough. More like
a big cat that roams the mountains.â€ť
â€śMakes sense,â€ť he said.
Minka set the other half of her fourth fajita on her plate and gave him a
curious look. â€śWould you mind if I ask you a personal question?â€ť
His mouth twitched as he prepared another fajita. He wasnâ€™t used to Minka being
so reserved. She usually said whatever was on her mind, regardless of whether it
was personal or not.
â€śGo ahead,â€ť he said.
â€śThe first time we met, I had claws, fangs, glowing red eyes, and I tried to
kill you. Since then, Iâ€™ve spent most of the time telling you about an imaginary
creature that lives inside my head and makes me act like a monster. How are you
so calm about that? Most people would have run away already.â€ť
Angelo chuckled. Not exactly the personal question heâ€™d expected, but then again
Minka rarely did the expected.
â€śWell, my mom was full-blooded Cherokee, and I grew up around all kinds of
Indian folktales and legends.
My dad was in the army, and whenever he was deployed, Mom would take my sisters
and me back to the reservation where she grew up in Oklahoma. Iâ€™d stay up half
the night listening to the old men tell stories about shape-shifters, animal
spirits, skin-walkers, and trickster spirits.â€ť He grinned. â€śIâ€™m not saying I
necessarily believed in all that stuff back then, but after meeting Ivy, Tanner,
and the other shifters at the DCO, it just didnâ€™t faze me that much.â€ť
Minka looked at him with wide eyes. â€śYouâ€™re a real American Indian? Like in the
movies? With horses and everything?â€ť
He laughed again. The expression of wonder on her face was adorable. â€śFirst, Iâ€™m
only half-Indian. My dad is Mexican, so thereâ€™s that. And second, Native
Americans are almost nothing like you see in the movies. We donâ€™t all live in
tepees and ride horses. In fact, I donâ€™t even own a horse.â€ť
Minka was a little disappointed about the no-horse thing, but she was fascinated
with what it was like growing up on an Indian reservation and being surrounded
by all those legends. She immediately asked him to tell her some Indian stories.
It had been a long time since heâ€™d thought about them, but to make her happy, he
dug through his head and tried to remember every tale heâ€™d heard as a kid.
Where would your special occassion celebration take place? One commenter will
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The woman tensed. As anger and fear ricocheted across her face, her eyes
changed from red to green to brown in a dizzying display like nothing heâ€™d ever
Every instinct in Angeloâ€™s body screamed at him to lunge for his weapon.
Instead he set his feet for impact, blocking her slashing claws. Unbelievably,
after a few moments of struggling, she went still, all the fight goneâ€¦
Minka isnâ€™t sure she should trust the sexy Special Forces soldier who found her.
Subjected to horrors, on the run from scientists set on locking her in a cage,
Minka is terrified of the monster sheâ€™s becomingâ€¦and somehow, Angelo is the only
one who can calm the beast inside her and make her feel safe.
But can she trust the way he makes her feel when sheâ€™s not even sure she
can trust herself?
My special occasion celebration place tends to be at a dim sum house. It is the type of thing I don't have time to indulge in frequently but love to go to with family and friends. (G. Bisbjerg 11:51am March 3, 2016)
Anywhere my family is... enjoying my fav foods and time together! (Colleen Conklin 12:19pm March 3, 2016)
How about a hot air balloon ride at twilight over the desert with a candlelit dinner at the end. (Joy Isley 3:23pm March 3, 2016)
I'd probably celebrate at a seafood or steak restaurant with all my family present. (Janie McGaugh 10:15pm March 3, 2016)
Japanese hibachi and maybe doing a Sake Bombs or two to celebrate. (Vanessa Hinman 9:17am March 4, 2016)
Celebrating with family and friends,probably a backyard BBQ or a cookout at the lake .. the where isn't as important as the people who are with you to help celebrate release day (Ruth Gutscher 3:30pm March 4, 2016)
I would have to say anywhere with family and friends, as that is what makes the occasion so special. However, a family style bbq on a nice summer day in my backyard would be perfect! (Lily Shah 4:45pm March 4, 2016)
It would be typing on my computer, if I was an author. Another book, another deadline. That or focusing on other things, like reading a book, doing chores, sleeping in, or other things. (Ela Raymundo 2:18am March 5, 2016)
Celebrating a very special occasion in my honor would have to be at my house with all my family and close friends with lots and lots of food for everyone . (Joan Thrasher 11:21am March 5, 2016)
there's a restaurant my family has used several times with a great view of Manhattan in the distance. (Diane Sallans 7:42pm March 5, 2016)
going out and having a steak with everything also a tall drink. All my family would be there. (Jennifer Beck 1:17pm March 6, 2016)
I would celebrate my special occasion with people who have believed and supported me in my endeavor at a very nice restaurant (Vegas style). (Kai Wong 5:01pm March 6, 2016)
My special occasion celebration would be any venue large enough to hold our family! It honestly doesn't matter to me. What matters are the people. (Marcia Berbeza 10:58pm March 6, 2016)
My special occasion would be celebrating at a restaurant with my parnets and a few close friends and their spouses. (Melinda Marks 12:18pm March 7, 2016)
My special occasion is always going to Harry's - a Louisiana style eatery with family &/or friends (Sharon Shearouse 2:59pm March 7, 2016)
We celebrate with friends and family but the location changes (Donna Antonio 5:35pm March 7, 2016)
I would probably have a family style barbecue or crayfish boil with my husband or son doing the outdoor cooking. (Anna Speed 5:37pm March 7, 2016)
Outside with a working bathroom nearby. (Chris Roberts 6:37pm March 7, 2016)
At home. I hate long car rides. I like having friends and family over except for,the whole having to clean the house thing. (Laura Gullickson 9:47pm March 7, 2016)
In my family, all celebrations take place over dim sum in chinatown. (Lisa L. 5:28pm March 8, 2016)