The Wild Blue Yonder

Off I go! Today I’m dri­ving, and tomor­row morn­ing (waaay too ear­ly, and not by choice) I’ll be hop­ping across the coun­try on my way to do some social­iz­ing before the annu­al Romance Times con­ven­tion. This will be my first con­fer­ence as an author, and I just hap­pened to pick one of the doozies.

Times like this I have to dig deep inside myself for the out­go­ing side of my per­son­al­i­ty. Seri­ous­ly, I’m a shy per­son. I can see the eyes rolling, but any­one close to me knows. I sit behind this lap­top screen and type away, and I’m sheild­ed by the anonymi­ty of the inter­net and a pen name. The RT Con­ven­tion will not only crack the shell, it will like­ly break the whole thing, crum­bling away and get­ting stomped on at the Fairy Ball. (Oh yes. An entire get-togeth­er where every­one is dressed as wood­land crea­tures, and me with­out any wings.) It will be good for me though, and I plan on learn­ing a lot, and maybe sneak­ing a shot or two of whiskey to keep my inhi­bi­tions at bay.

As far as writ­ing goes, I’ve fin­ished Tes­sa’s Pride as Olivia Brynn, and I’m in the mid­dle of a roman­tic sus­pense that has­n’t been titled yet…I like to leave that for last. Once I’m home from my trip, and things set­tle down a bit, I’ll be able to dig back into that one.

I also took a lit­tle break to redesign Olivi­a’s web­site. Now that I know how to tweak things on there, I’ll nev­er have any free time! That’s okay, it’s fun. Besides all of that, I’m edit­ing for one pub­lish­er, and proof read­ing and sales-admin­is­ter-ing for anoth­er, so although it might look like I’m sit­ting in front of my com­put­er doing noth­ing, I real­ly am doing some­thing! Sometimes.

On a dif­fer­ent note, did you see my ini­tials on that air­plane? I did­n’t even have to pho­to­shop them in there, it just came that way! Sup­pose it’s a good sign? Also, I found this beau­ti­ful Snow Fairy on an artist’s web­site. Click to check it out.

Alright folks, on to the trip, got my ted­dy-bear packed, and I’m hop­ing I don’t get cho­sen for the ran­dom body cav­i­ty search at any of the six air­port stops before I get home.

~Alan­na

Six Sentence Sunday 4/18/10

This week, I’m going to con­tin­ue with six more lines from my WiP, with a work­ing title of sim­ply Park­er I’ll pick up where I left off last Sun­day, which were the first six sen­tences. I sup­pose, if you con­tin­ue read­ing my SSS posts, you’ll even­tu­al­ly read the entire book! Hm, guess I’d bet­ter keep work­ing on it then!

Now, she sat in the twen­ty four hour restau­rant hav­ing break­fast at three in the after­noon with her best friend, explain­ing why she need­ed Susan’s real­ty advice.
“Do you have any proof?” Susan stopped swirling the left­over straw­ber­ry from her crêpe in the red syrup on her plate, and tucked a blond curl behind her ear. “It could just be a big misunderstanding.”
Brynn barked a mirth­less laugh. “If the instant mes­sag­ing logs aren’t proof, I don’t know what would be.”

For more Six Sen­tence Sun­day fun, vis­it the offi­cial web­site for all par­tic­i­pants’ posts. Have a great Sun­day! See you next time.

Six Sentence Sunday 4/11/10

Today I’m fea­tur­ing the first six lines from my work in progress as yet unti­tled, a con­tem­po­rary roman­tic suspense.

Bron­wynn stirred her cof­fee, but had no rea­son to; she liked it black. The black­er the bet­ter. Noth­ing should get in the way of pure caf­feine intake. The chink­ing sound of her spoon hit­ting the side of the mug calmed her for some rea­son, so she con­tin­ued to stir. Her world had been turned upside down this morn­ing. A sim­ple virus scan led her to the chat log files, a con­ver­sa­tion between her hus­band and an unknown woman, and her curios­i­ty took over from there.

Now that Olivia fin­ished her lat­est, I’m going to pick this one back up and start hack­ing away. Thanks for stop­ping by, and for more SSS fun, be sure to check out the offi­cial web­site for more participants.

Saturday Survey 4/10/10

Imag­ine this: You’re enjoy­ing a night out with your oth­er sin­gle friends. There is plen­ty of eye candy…one guy is just your type. You send the right sig­nals, he returns them, and final­ly he makes his way over. First impres­sion is good: Nice eyes, smells great, well built, clean hands.…then he opens his mouth, and he sounds like Beaker from the Mup­pets. If you can restrain your gig­gles, do you put that aside and get to know him bet­ter? Or is that just the one thing you can’t deal with? If not the voice, then what is it that would make you turn down an oth­er­wise per­fect catch? I had so many “hell no“s that I could­n’t list them all here on the poll. (No, I’m not picky…) Let me know your “no-fricking-way“s.

A New Review for Falling Star

Falling Star was reviewed by Kathy over at Dark Diva Reviews. Here is what she had to say: 

I don’t know exact­ly what I expect­ed from this sto­ry, but what I read was much rich­er in detail and emo­tion than I would have thought. Of course all that means is that now Olivia Brynn is on my list of authors to hunt out… er, books, I’ll be hunt­ing out books!

Falling Star is very much Adam’s sto­ry, to start with any­ways. Most of the changes in his life have already start­ed — in a big way — but they’ve been on the inside. He knows that he’s got years of a poor rep­u­ta­tion to over­come and, more impor­tant­ly, he’s not blam­ing any­one oth­er than him­self. Adam’s pre­pared to do what he must to become the per­son that he wants to be.
Meet­ing Jade just gives him a stronger impe­tus to repair his lack of cred­i­bil­i­ty. This is one of the things that I like best about Ms. Brynn’s sto­ry; he didn’t need to meet Jade before he began to turn his life around. This is some­thing that he had done because he’d had enough of his ego and sub­se­quent “star” behavior.

I real­ly like Jade; she’s down-to-earth and she’s real. I also enjoyed, almost as much as did Adam that she didn’t have a clue as to who her new beau was. She was her nor­mal, sweet, car­ing and won­der­ful self and she got to Adam faster than any­one had ever.

Oh and Jade’s best friend Dean? Oh dear heav­en, a book all about him and his search for love? That would be just too wonderful.

All in all, Olivia Brynn has cre­at­ed in Falling Star a hero who is def­i­nite­ly wor­thy of the name, and a hero­ine who, just by being her­self, adds so much to Adam’s life.

A beau­ti­ful romance and I sin­cere­ly enjoyed my intro­duc­tion to this author’s writing.

Rat­ed 4½ Delight­ful Divas by Kathy!

I’ve been threat­en­ing to write Dean’s HEA…guess I should just do that. Fun­ny how she thought it was Adam’s Sto­ry, as that was the work­ing title for most of the time I spent writ­ing it.

In oth­er news, I’ve sub­mit­ted my con­tem­po­rary west­ern-ish nov­el Tes­sa’s Pride to an epub­lish­er. I’ll keep you all informed on the progress.  I’ll share a blurb and excerpt soon.

A Warm Easter Fuzzy

The East­er Bun­ny brought me a warm fuzzy! Just Erot­ic Romance Reviews, aka JER­R’s newslet­ter came out on East­er Sun­day, and Ste­fani gave Fine Print 4.5 stars!  Here’s what she had to say:

Kara Sor­ren­to has life by the balls, and if that doesn’t include a man, well so be it. She would like to have a baby though, and tough and thor­ough as she is, Kara has worked out the per­fect solu­tion to her lit­tle man-less prob­lem. Now that she has found the per­fect man, all she needs to do is con­vince him to agree. Derek Mar­tinez can’t believe the petite blond had the nerve to ask him to father her child. The fact that she wants him to sign a con­tract, well Derek isn’t plan­ning to fol­low her rules, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to share his DNA with her. First he has to break through her ice-cold façade, and then just when he thinks he is mak­ing progress, some­one from her past shows up and throws them all into a world of danger. 

Fine Print is the first sto­ry I have read by Ms. Coca, but it will not be the last. I love this sto­ry! Kara Sorrento’s char­ac­ter was a bit irri­tat­ing at the begin­ning, but the more she opened up, the more I under­stood her. She is guard­ed but deter­mined. Who doesn’t admire a woman who knows what she wants? When what she wants comes wrapped in an all around amaz­ing pack­age as Derek Mar­tinez, well Whew! Need I say more? He is amaz­ing, a great guy and bril­liant at nego­ti­at­ing that con­tract. There were sev­er­al sec­ondary char­ac­ters includ­ing Kara’s sis­ter Kris who was a fun char­ac­ter and I would love to read her sto­ry one of these days. Sex­u­al­ly, Kara and Derek made my toes curl. There were a whole lot of roman­tic escapades and the for­eign set­ting was per­fect for the sto­ry­line. I can’t say it loud enough, for an awe­some erot­ic romance grab a copy of Fine Print. You will be glad you did!

Thanks Ste­fani! Glad you enjoyed it. Fine Print is avail­able in ebook and print, just click HERE for more information.

Easter Blog Hop

Wel­come! You should have just come from  Christa Page’s blog where the blog hop starts. This runs all week­end, so if you need to take a break, just book­mark what­ev­er blog you’re on, and pick up from there! I nor­mal­ly do a sur­vey on Sat­ur­days, so I’ve added that in here too, just for fun. I’ve hid­den an egg some­where on my site, be sure to find it, and click to go to the next blog. Good luck! Now for the best part of East­er. Gorg­ing on can­dy. Eye can­dy that is. When you’re done look­ing at all of these kiss­es, vote on the sexiest.

Now, on to the egg hunt! Some­where on my site, I’ve hid­den a spark­ly *East­er egg, which will link you to the next blog. Be sure to go all the way through, I’m giv­ing away a copy of my book *Falling Star as part of the grand prize.  Good luck, and see you at the end!

*HINT

Easter Blog Hop

Wel­come! You should have just come from Stephanie Adkins’ blog. If you just hap­pened along this post, and would like to get in on the fun, and the prizes, head on over to Christa Page’s blog where the fun starts. This blog hop runs all week­end, so if you need to take a break, just book­mark what­ev­er blog you’re on, and pick up from there! I’ve hid­den an egg some­where on my site, be sure to find it, and click to go to the next blog. Good luck! Now, for your East­er plea­sure, pho­tog­ra­ph­er Dylan Ric­ci has just the man to wel­come spring. Go ahead, stuff this guy in your bas­ket and take him home with you:

Okay, I know it’s hard, but you need to leave this guy behind (hehe) and start hunt­ing for the egg, which is some­where on this site. I promise, I did­n’t hide it too well, you’re still reel­ing from all the eye can­dy, but if you need a hint, just use my con­tact page to shoot me an email.

Hap­py Easter!

Ride ’em Cowboy

This week I’m putting the fin­ish­ing touch­es on my lat­est, and it seems I dipped a lit­tle too deep in Alan­na’s side of the brain, because the hero, Josh Bradley, end­ed up being a sexy Mon­tana cowboy.

I’m at the point right now, where I could wrap it up in a few hours, but I have the ten­den­cy to rush end­ings, so I’m try­ing to con­trol myself. I’ve been at this point for a week or two, and I keep going back to the mid­dle chap­ters and beef­ing it up. You don’t mind if I put some meat on my cow­boys, do you?

Here is a ten­ta­tive blurb. The book is titled Tes­sa’s Pride, a con­tem­po­rary west­ern erot­ic romance with a bit of intrigue thrown in.

Tes­sa McCade isn’t a quit­ter. After six years of hard work, she took own­er­ship of Bradley Equine Ranch, the best show-horse ranch in Mon­tana. She was so sure of her abil­i­ties that when a dis­ease strikes down most of her herd, she’s stunned. With her rep­u­ta­tion ruined, she has no choice but to sell, even though that means swal­low­ing her pride, and giv­ing up her dream. The last per­son she want­ed to see in this state of mind is Josh Bradley, the prodi­gal son of BER, and a man whose kiss­es are lethal to a wom­an’s self con­trol. Tes­sa does­n’t know whether he came back to bail her out or rub it in. Either way, he’s got anoth­er thing com­ing. if there’s one thing Tes­sa refus­es to lose, it’s her pride.

I’ll keep you updat­ed on the progress of Tes­sa’s Pride. I might need a las­so and cat­tle prod before it’s all said and done. Any volunteers?

Six Sentence Sunday 3/28/10

This Sun­day I’m fea­tur­ing six lines from my work in progress ten­ta­tive­ly titled Tes­sa’s Pride an erot­ic west­ern con­tem­po­rary romance. This one is so close to being done, I can almost taste the cel­e­bra­to­ry brandy!

You don’t expect me to stay in a hotel, do you? When the big house that has belonged to my fam­i­ly for gen­er­a­tions sits all but empty?”

Yes.

Well, no…but I didn’t…I guess I didn’t real­ize you’d planned on stay­ing in the area.”

For fold­ing them so care­ful­ly, he tossed the under­wear into the draw­er with­out a thought before walk­ing toward her. No, he didn’t walk, he prowled; like a hun­gry lion. “You’re afraid, aren’t you?”

As always, more SSS par­tic­i­pants, and the offi­cial web­site are HERE. Have a great week!

Six Sentence Sunday 3/21/10

Today’s SSS comes from my book Retreat, a con­tem­po­rary west­ern romance:

Blurb:

Ten years ago, Andria Thomas cel­e­brat­ed her high school grad­u­a­tion with a retreat at a Wyoming guest ranch. She nev­er expect­ed to fall for a young cow­boy dur­ing her horse­back rid­ing lessons. There was no way that she would sac­ri­fice her well planned life for a long dis­tance rela­tion­ship with a guy she’d only known for two weeks!

Now, after a bit­ter divorce, Andria returns to the V‑Bar Guest Ranch, and is sur­prised to find that not only did Jake Walk­er still work on the ranch; he was run­ning the place. The last thing she needs is anoth­er dis­rup­tion, and re-treat­ing her­self to a fling with an old lover is not the way to relax and regroup. It was a good thing she’d have help resist­ing his charm, thanks to Jake’s wife. Time for a hasty Retreat.

Thank you.” Her voice was breathy, almost like those nois­es she made when he was deep inside her.

You’re wel­come.” Get the hell out of here. Now. The first step is to tear your eyes away from hers.

He was able to get that far, and was relieved when his feet actu­al­ly moved him to the door. His hand was on the knob when she stopped him.

Jake?”

For more SSS par­tic­i­pants, click HERE to go to the offi­cial blog with a list of authors join­ing in the fun.