Friday, August 18, 2017

SPOTLIGHT: JUST OFF THE PATH PRE-ORDER SPECIAL!





For the month of August Fire Quill Publishing is launching their campaign for upcoming novel Just off the Path, written by Weston Sullivan. 

This fairy-tale retelling of the classic Grimm brother’s tale: Hansel and Gretel, will keep you on the edge of your seat. It’s dark, it’s twisted and it’s all the famous fairy characters sketched in a way that you wouldn’t see coming.

Fire Quill Publishing have taken this one a step further. It’s a deal of a lifetime and one that you surely shouldn’t miss.




They are running a giveaway for more shares. 

So all these pictures you can share via your social media and you might stand a chance to win an iPad. It’s not the first time they are doing this. They have recently give an ipad away with one of their other facebook release day parties and is doing it with future facebook parties too. So, if you like to win something other than books or giveaway cards, go have a look what they are doing and become part of their campaigns. 


JUST FOLLOW THE INSTUCTIONS BELOW



Share the top picture of winning a brand new ipad with your friends and family on all the social media outlets. 

Follow the instruction below in gaining your extra entry but you need to go and post the screenshot in the Authors street group at https://www.facebook.com/groups/1838574233124616to gain extra entries. 

There will be a post up just for that. Post your screenshot of the social media share in the comments for extra entries.

Giveaway will be chosen in the event that will happen September 5th and 6th on facebook. So go and join in on all the fun.


Just off the Path
Weston Sullivan

Genre: Fantasy

Publisher: Fire Quill Publishing

Cover Artist: Joemel Requeza and Sandra Valente

Release Date: September 5, 2017

ISBN: 9781546869832


DESCRIPTION

Hansel never asked to be a hero. He never wanted to fall in love with Rapunzel, Queen of the East. He didn’t ask to be raised by Gothel the Wretch, and he certainly never wanted to be credited for her arrest. But more than any of that, Hansel never wanted to lie: but he did. He lied about everything. He thought that he was done with it all when he and his sister Gretel retreated into the woods to reclaim their land, but he should have known better. 

Hansel needs to find a way to fix this, otherwise he will be responsible for Grimm’s destruction, or that is what he thinks. As Hansel isn’t the only liar in Grimm.



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ABOUT WESTON SULLIVAN

After graduating with a BA in Creative Writing from the University of South Florida in 2017, Weston Sullivan moved to New York City to live and write in the heart of the industry. In late 2016, he began working as an intern in the submissions department of BookFish Books. His short story, "On the Hillside", won the Anspaugh Award for Fiction in February of 2017, and his novel, JUST OFF THE PATH, is due for release in early September. 

He likes to believe that he is in charge of his own destiny, but at the end of the day, he knows that he was born to serve his two beloved cats.








HOW TO ENTER FOR THE IPAD GIVEAWAY


STEP 1: Like our Facebook page FIRE QUILL PUBLISHING https://www.facebook.com/Firequillpublishing/

STEP 2: Go to the pin post Just off the Path Pre Order special and share that picture. Then take a screenshot and post it in the comment section of the pin post.

STEP 3: Join the event that is taking place on the 5 of September for the release of JUST OFF THE PATH, where we will announce the winner of the ipad. 





HOW TO GAIN MORE ENTRIES

STEP 1: Join the author’s group that is mentioned above.  There will be a post you can add all your screenshots where you shared. The more you share it with family and friends on social media the more your name will go into the hat.

We will run this till the end of the release day party on facebook. We will draw the winner of the ipad on there. There are amazing prices up for grabs, including a gift card of 300 dollars to the person sharing the event the most. You do not want to miss this one.

If anything is unclear or you have questions please do not hesitate to contact firequill publishing via facebook or through their email at Carlylel@firequillpublishing.com
erikab@firequillpublishing.com



INTERVIEW WITH AUTHOR DEBORAH CAMP (Through Her Eyes)


 
Hey there! We've got a special treat for your today. An interview with author Deborah Camp!
 
SC: Tell me a little bit about your main character of this book.
DC: Trudy Tucker is a psychic. She is a rare psychic who can see through a killer’s eyes. She is like a receptacle. When she starts thinking about a case, her mind becomes a beacon for that killer and his mind merges with hers when he is thinking about murder or actually committing a murder. She sees what he sees, hears what he hears, feels what he feels, etc. It’s a gift, but a terrifying one. She’s wrestled with it, been afraid of it, and suffered because of it her whole life. However, now she’s learning how to control her gift instead of it controlling her. She’s also discovering other ESP things she can do.
She is in love with and engaged to psychic Levi Wolfe and he’s a handful and a heartful. Working with him on murder cases is thrilling and gratifying. He’s pressuring her to set a wedding date and she’s dragging her feet.
SC: .Psychic's in love. Sounds like a song there. Do you believe in the paranormal and if so, do you have an experience you can share?
DC: Yes, I do. I know a psychic and he made me a believer. I’ve met other psychics through my research who are the real McCoy. However, I’ve met a lot of fake ones, too. My friend can’t play card games because he can “read” your mind and knows what cards are in your hand and which ones you need. When I think hard about him, he will usually call me because he can “feel” me. He’s really remarkable, but he doesn’t tell people about his gifts. Like Trudy, he tends to shy away from them.
I have also experienced ghostly events. I’m sure I felt a ghost once in Eureka Springs, AR at the Crescent Hotel.
SC: What titles are you working on now that you can tell us about?
DC: I’m working on a western historical romance set in Arkansas. It’s about a mail order bride and the beginnings of vineyards in Arkansas. It should come out in December.
After that, I’m writing #5 and #6 of the Mind’s Eye series, finishing it up. But I plan to introduce a new medium in the sixth book and do a spinoff series featuring him.
SC: Thanks for stopping by. We'd better let you get back to it. Let's take a look at your novel now.

 
Through Her Eyes
The Mind’s Eye Series
Book Four
Deborah Camp

Genre: Romantic Suspense/Paranormal Romance

Date of Publication: July 24, 2017

ASIN: B071KC41NB

Number of pages: 415
Word Count: 92418

Cover Artist: Patricia Schmitt

Tagline: She can see evil and evil can see her

Book Description:

Psychic detectives Levi Wolfe and Trudy Tucker comb the streets of New Orleans in search of a serial killer who has claimed 19 lives and counting.

The suspect was in an accident almost two years ago that left him paralyzed in a wheel chair, but the murders continue. Is he faking it or has he enlisted a protégé to continue his reign of terror?

As Levi and Trudy draw closer to the truth, Trudy discovers new and unsettling psychic abilities in herself.

Excerpt:

“So, tell me about your experience,” Trudy said, sitting next to Levi.
“It was strange. Very strange. I was contacted – during a business meeting, mind you – by the dead son of the new contractor I was speaking with in my office. This kid – a salvage yard murder victim – popped into my head and started yelling at me. I tried to shut him out, but I couldn’t. I had to actually stop the damned meeting and tell the man that his deceased son was demanding an audience. Gonzo thought I’d lost my noodle.”
“Good Lord!” She covered her parted lips with her hand. “I’d say that was a heck of a coincidence, but . . .it seems to be so much more than that.”
“Yeah, right.” He sat back and drummed his fingers on the table for a few seconds. “Anyway, the kid – Clayton Nelson – was hitchhiking in New Orleans when a guy in a pickup stopped for him. He couldn’t see much of the man’s face because he wore a ball cap and sunglasses. He had a mustache that looked fake to me. He used the ploy of something being wrong with his truck to get the kid to look under the hood and then he knocked him out with a blow to the head. Clay came to in a basement, his wrists and ankles bound with plastic ties and chains.” He shuttered his gaze from her. “That’s where he was murdered.” A few seconds ticked by before his lashes lifted to reveal his dark blue eyes that never missed much. “You’ve been in contact with the murderer already, haven’t you?”
Her heart jolted. He was uncanny. “I was in contact with someone who’s warped. I don’t know if it was the salvage yard killer.”
“Was he murdering someone?”
“Something. A cat.”
Levi’s upper lip lifted in disgust. “Jesus.”
“Yeah. He was practicing, I think.” She shuddered and blocked out the memory.
“The kid in my head showed me a compass and pointed to the N on it.”
She gasped at the reference. “Your true north?”
“Bingo. His way of telling me that you were already part of this.”
She reached for her glass of juice. They must be destined to examine this case. How else could she explain what happened to Levi and what she’d already experienced?



About the Author:

Deborah Camp is the author of more than 50 romances, both contemporary and historical. She received the first Janet Dailey Award (given to a romance novel that best addressed a social problem). "My Wild Rose" dealt with battered women and children.

A bestselling author, Deborah's books have been praised by reviewers, bloggers, and readers who love complex characters and clever plotting. She always mixes in a bit of humor, even in her romantic suspense novels.
Communicating with readers and other writers is something she enjoys, so don't be shy about visiting her online. If you post a review of her books, you'll probably receive a personal "thanks" even if the review isn't entirely favorable!

Deborah lives in Tulsa, OK where she is continually inspired by real cowboys, real Indians, and real heroes and heroines.








Monday, August 14, 2017

YOUR WEEKLY TAROT



Hello and welcome to Monday, fray. I have drawn three cards from my deck to inspire all of us in this group for the week ahead. The meanings are open for interpretations beyond my own, so please feel free to comment as your week unfolds.

There are no major arcana cards in our forecast, so expect minor distractions over the next seven days.
Huh…interesting. Raphael is still watching over us.  "There is something better waiting for you! Do what you know is right for you. A spiritual quest." This card jumped from the deck, shouting at us to put whatever is troubling us, behind us. That bridge we encountered late last week seems to be giving us a little trepidation. We still haven't crossed it. Perhaps patience is what we're being tested with. Look inside yourself for that answer, but definitely move forward. It seems to be saying "do I have to smack you across the head?"

Mid-week, Raphael shows us "two hearts dedicated to creating something wonderful. Kindred spirits. Don't give up on those you love." This is a healing time between you and someone you share a bond with. Disagreements will come to a positive outcome. Sometimes it is hard to listen to another's perspective, but this is a time for communication. It might be as simple as baking cupcakes with your kid(s). Throw a little flour around and see where it lands.
Michael rides in towards the end of the week. Looks like we're on a mission. We're strong, committed, intellectual and diligent. "Time to move quickly! Choose logic over emotion. Sudden changes." Someone needs some help and you're just the one to aid them. Although this might mean physical assistance, it's more likely you're there to guide someone with your knowledge. Be optimistic. Michael's sword is not drawn. He's looking at the world through rose coloured glasses and you should too.

Have a wonderful week!

RELEASE DAY: THE ACCALIA by H.L. GIRTON


The Accalia
The Accalia Series
Book 1
H.L. Girton

Genre: YA paranormal

Date of Publication: Aug 14th

Cover Artist: SK Designs

Tagline: The truth hurts more than secrets and lies

Book Description:

After traveling the country with her aunt, Genesis Berkley finally feels like she is home. Settling in Tillamook, Oregon, she begins a new life and everything seems to be going smoothly. That is, until she runs into a mysterious young man.

The feelings that he awakens are unsettling, and soon, her simple, peaceful world shatters. Lies and secrets are revealed, and danger lurks in every corner.

Now, Genesis must discover if she is strong enough to fulfill her destiny. Will she learn to accept the truth before it is too late.


Excerpt Three:

Liam slid his hand under the small of my back without breaking our connection. His arm wrapped firmly around my waist supporting me slightly before he adjusted me to fit underneath him. He pressed his hips into mine. All the tension that had built up between us melted away as we lost ourselves in one another. We explored each other in ways we had not yet dared. Everything until that moment had been lustful, a tease in the hindsight of temptation.
We were more than physical attraction, though our bodies burned and ached with desire to appease the longing for one another’s touch. Somehow, in some way, the universe had a hand in our destiny, pushing us together, encouraging our union. The fight to stay away was lost with a single touch. The urgency to protect him from himself was more damaging than giving in and fulfilling what was always meant to be. We were and always would be stronger as one. It was why I would always choose Liam.
         

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About the Author:

Heather Girton has been a creative writer since her childhood, writing creative stories and poems for the love of imagination and literacy. It started out as an outlet for personal struggles and a way to cope with them through fictional fantasy and turned into a passion and need to share her aspirations with the world. It wasn’t until 2013 that she decided to share her talent through fictional novels due to the encouragement from her family and friends.

Since graduating high school in 2006, Heather has spent the last eleven years being a dedicated mother and military spouse. In that time she nurtured a family of four children all while traveling the country following her husband’s career. She spent the last five years working towards her Bachelors of Arts in Psychology with a Minor in Sociology. She has done volunteer work with grief support organizations gaining experience with her field of study.

Currently Heather lives in Texas with her husband, children, support dog, and lazy cat. She is an avid reader and loves it as much as she adores writing. She spends her free time sharing her devotion for it with her children. When she isn’t reading, writing or focusing on her family, Heather has a personal admiration for photography.



Thursday, August 10, 2017

INTERVIEW with TANITH DAVENPORT (Echoes of Love)



YAY! Tanith is here to have a chat with us!
SC: Tell me a little bit about your main character of this book.
TD: Kala is a paranormal journalist who has secretly always wanted to be an erotica writer, but hasn't had the nerve to get anything published. She freelances for a number of magazines and travels when she can to track down new paranormal stories, one of which turns out to be about the Norwegian vardoger.
SC: I think a bunch of us can relate to Kala. And speaking of her love of the paranormal (ahem), do you believe in the paranormal and if so, do you have an experience you can share?
TD: I call myself a skeptical believer - I'm open to the possibility but I need proof. And yes, I do. When I was about eight years old I woke up to find a shadow in my room, standing in front of my bedroom door. Being a kid, I thought it was a burglar, so I stared at it for a while as it crossed my room towards the window, then asked it "Who are you?" It turned and came towards the bed so I hid under the quilt and screamed. Seconds later my dad came running into the room naked - which didn't help - and switched on the light to reveal nothing there.
He swore I was dreaming. I'm not convinced.
SC: We're not convinced either. What titles are you working on now that you can tell us about?
TD: I'm working on a paranormal novella which is a sequel to my previous piece "Tamar Rising", hoping to have that finished by the end of the year.
SC: Thanks so much for stopping by. Come visit us any time. We'll take a look at your new title now.


Echoes of Love
Tanith Davenport

Genre: Paranormal erotic romance

Publisher: Totally Bound

Date of Publication: 18 July 2017

ISBN: 978-1-78686-218-1

Number of pages: 52
Word Count: 13,845

Cover Artist: Posh Gosh

Tagline: Kala wants to catch a ghost. The ghost wants to catch her. What does Tor want?

Book Description:

Paranormal writer Kala Westenra, staying with her best friend Vika in Norway, is hunting for a new subject for an article, and finds it when she hears footsteps in the hall twenty minutes before Vika's hot brother Tor Viitanen arrives home. This, Vika tells her, is the vardoger - a Norwegian ghost, a future echo which always precedes a person's arrival.

Kala plans to stake out the hallway to catch the vardoger in the act - and is shocked when, on its arrival, it kisses her. Her feelings for Tor have been hidden ever since she first met him two years ago; could it be that the vardoger is acting on Tor's secret desire for her?

As Kala and Tor work together to understand what is happening with the spirit, their longing for each other begins to overtake them - but the vardoger has more to show them than they expected...

Totally Bound       Amazon UK        Amazon

Excerpt:

Tor reached over the arm of the sofa, pulled up a cushion and threw it at her. Vika threw it back, knocking over her wineglass at the same time.
“Here, let me get you a refill.” Kala reached for the bottle, but it was empty. Vika stood and made for the door, picking up her jacket from the hook on the back on her way past.
“I’ll run out and get another one. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”                           
Kala launched the cushion after her, hitting the door instead.
“I can see why you and my sister get on so well.” Tor raised an eyebrow. “You’re both drunks.”
“Oh, shut up. I’m still technically a student. I can drink if I like.”
“Soon to be a writer and they drink a lot, too, I’ve heard.”
Kala laughed. “I don’t know about journalists, though. Although I’d quite like to be a writer, too—novels or something. I don’t know what kind yet.”
“I’ll keep my eyes open for your hot new release.”
Ooh.
Kala held his gaze, her insides stirring strangely. Maybe it was the alcohol, but there was something in the words hot release that made a rush of heat flow through her body, her skin tingling.
After a long moment, Tor spoke again. “So, Vika thinks you need a man.”
“I don’t need a man. I may want a man.”
“Oh, yeah?” Something flickered across Tor’s face, his eyes glowing. He shifted onto his knees, leaning over the arm of the sofa, his face close to hers. “What sort of man do you want?”
“Oh, you know. We hotshot journalists don’t like to be tied down.” Kala gave him a taunting look, leaning closer to him so that their faces were almost touching. “Tall, dark, commitment-phobic. That’ll do me.”
“I can help you there.”
A sudden rush of movement and Tor’s mouth was on hers.
This is a bad idea. He’s Vika’s brother.
But somehow she no longer cared and Tor was right here and he was moving, moving over the arm of the sofa as they were still kissing, then his body was pressing down onto hers and they were still—
To hell with it, she thought and arched up against him, tangling her fingers in his hair.
She felt his hard cock through his jeans as it brushed against her leg, sending a dart of wet heat straight to her cunt. His hands ran down, caressing her neck, her shoulders, cupping her breasts and rolling his thumbs over her nipples through her bra.
Oh, God—
Then the sound of the lock clicking.
Immediately, Tor rolled off her and onto the floor, twisting round to position himself back at the side of the sofa. Kala sat up and ran a hand through her hair.
Shit, that was close.

“Here's the wine,” Vika announced as she came through the door, shopping bag in hand. “I got back as fast as I could.”

About the Author:

Tanith Davenport began writing erotica at the age of 27 by way of the Romantic Novelists' Association New Writers' Scheme. Her debut novel "The Hand He Dealt" was released by Total-e-Bound in June 2011 and was shortlisted for the Joan Hessayon Award for 2012.

Tanith has had short stories published by Naughty Nights Press and House of Erotica. She loves to travel and dreams of one day taking a driving tour of the United States, preferably in a classic 1950s pink Cadillac Eldorado.

Tanith's idea of heaven is an Indian head massage with a Mojito at her side.




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Tuesday, August 8, 2017

INTERVIEW WITH CARLA REHSE (Pink Lock Picks and Sequined Witch Hats)



Stop the presses! We've got an interview with the very talented Carla Rehse, who took time out of her busy schedule to speak with Supernatural Central.

SC:  Tell me a little bit about your main character of this book.

CR: Gracie is complicated. On one hand, she’s just another fashionista more worried about her manicure than life after high school. On the other hand, she wants to be more than that, but isn’t sure what that is. She’s also the person you want in a foxhole with you as her morals are a bit grey and she’d do whatever was needed to get everyone out alive.
SC: Do you believe in the paranormal and if so, do you have an experience you can share?

CR: I believe there are many things that science can’t explain.  When one of my nieces was about four years old, she and her family moved into a new house. She started talking to an imaginary friend named “Bert.” We didn’t think too much about it until a year later when they were moving again and the new real estate agent mention that several years prior a man named Bert died in the house. After she moved, my niece never mentioned Bert again.
SC: What titles are you working on now that you can tell us about?

CR: I’m working on a sequel, Pink Duct Tape and Glittery Broomsticks.
SC: Then I guess we should let you get back at it. Thanks so much for stopping by.

Pink Lock Picks and Sequined Witch Hats
Carla Rehse

Genre:  YA Urban Fantasy

Date of Publication: 7-24-17

ISBN: 978-1546514534

Number of pages:  286
Word Count:  78k

Fashion. Dead bodies. And magic.

In this fantastical and mysterious tale, seventeen-year-old lock pick Gracie Mason finds herself inadvertently caught up in a world involving witches, bizarre rituals, romance—and murder.

Book Description:

Witches must bond with humans in order to produce children—and once the bond is made, it cannot easily be unmade.

Imagine seventeen-year-old Gracie Mason’s surprise when she accidently bonds with a witch named Asher. Sure, he’s cute, but that’s beside the point. She’s not going to settle for a guy just because she’s magically bound to him.

To dissolve the bond, Gracie must seek out another witch to perform a magical rite. However, matters become considerably more complicated when witches begin turning up dead. Wanting nothing more than to get on with her life, Gracie must now team up with her enchanter and wade deeper into a complex world of enchantment and intrigue.

Pink Lock Picks and Sequined Witch Hats is an enthralling story of magic, mystery, and murder—and each new twist will draw you further under its spell.





Excerpt:
Daddy told me years ago that to succeed in life I need a strong plan, the right tools, and the gumption to follow through. His words of wisdom helped me get elected homecoming queen, become co-captain of the cheerleading squad, and voted on the student council. Now I plan to use them to help me pull off my first burglary.
My plan is solid. I’ve also never backed down from a challenge, not even last year when Brittany Thomas became overly friendly with the entire football team in a sad attempt to deprive me of my crown. People say I started the rumor about the rash of STD cases spreading through the boys’ locker room faster than a brush fire. I didn’t, of course. Why start gossip when the squad of doctors from the local Health Department did it for me?
I take a deep breath as I enter the Trinity Building. At almost four o’clock on a Friday before a three-day weekend, the place is deader than a PTA meeting. It helps that today is the hottest July first on record for Central Texas and the air conditioning in this building is dismally subpar. The Trinity Corporation may claim to have the most upscale rental space in town, but one look at the gold leopard granite floor paired with peach-painted walls shows that’s a downright fib.
The only guard on duty leans back in his chair and sucks down a Sonic Route 44 Coke like his life depends on it. I wave as I pass the security desk, wearing a megawatt smile and fully confident in the strength of my lavender-scented Lavanila deodorant—vegan, of course. Deputy Dawg gives me his usual perv stare before returning to the comic book balanced on his knee.
Centex Therapy, LPC occupies most of the first floor office space. A small bell tinkles when I open the frosted glass door. What decorum the overall building lacks, the waiting room has in spades. Brown leather chairs sit on a bamboo rug and pastel paintings from local artists brighten the walls. A tall grandfather clock in the corner softly chimes four times. This late on a Friday means the room is empty of other patients. Perfect.
Jane, the receptionist, fans herself with a copy of Country Living. “Cutting it awfully close, Gracie. Go on in.”
Dr. McDozzle gives me a pained smile as I enter the room.
“Good afternoon, Miss Mason. Have a seat.” For a head shrinker, he’s incredibly formal. And a non-Texan, who hates football and sweet tea. I haven’t learned much more about him in the last month, but that’s enough to get him tarred and feathered if word got out.
The leather recliner squeaks when I sit down. “Thanks for seeing me on a Friday, Doc.” I twirl a strand of newly highlighted platinum hair around my finger. It goes wonderful with my bubblegum pink manicure. “Mr. Anderson, Daddy’s new lawyer, is now insisting I have two sessions a month with you. Of course, Mama’s lawyer says once a month is just fine, seeing how I’m such a well-adjusted high school senior and all. Almost a senior, I guess, since school’s not started.”    
Dr. McDozzle straightens his glasses. “Yes, well, your parents do seem to have quite the barrage of attorneys involved in their divorce. Have you worked on the homework I gave you during our last session?”
This is such a waste of time. My parents have spent the last five years embroiled in a divorce dirtier than a greased pig-wrestling contest. Both sides of the family have more money than sense, much to the delight of every lawyer in the tri-county area. Not that I want my parents to get back together. Anytime they’re within spitting distance of each other, the tension between them gives me a migraine. Besides, if they hadn’t split up, I never would’ve met Ben.
Ben’s the son of Daddy’s ex-girlfriend. Until four months ago, they all lived together in Daddy’s condo. Ben is a sophomore at the local college and is truly hot, in a geeky, stud muffin, save-the-world, kinda way. Crushing on my almost stepbrother might seem a bit sketchy, but it’s legal—I Googled it twice.
Which means it’s time to start step one in my Get Ben Plan.
I toss my hair over my shoulder before pulling out a pink glitter notebook from my Eiffel Tower-shaped mini-purse.
“You wanted me to write down my feelings about my parents’ shared custody thing. Honestly, I don’t understand why the lawyers are so panty-twisted about me spending a week with Mama and the next with Daddy. It means I get double the wardrobe. Hello? What girl would say no to that? It’s way better than Heather’s situation. I told you about her last time, I think. The girl with the hideous frizzed-out curls but drives a cute BMW Z4 roadster? Anyway, her parents are insane.” I continue a steady stream of babble until Dr. McDozzle’s eyes glaze over.   

There’s no clocks in the room, but Dr. McDozzle keeps checking his watch. I’m sure the poor man created a nice therapy plan for me, but I’ve completely derailed it. Mama always says a girl has many tools to choose from in her arsenal—perfectly curled hair, well-placed boobs, and endless chatter are my faves. Besides, Daddy’s been paying therapists a fortune for years to show the divorce court how concerned he is about me. Dr. McDozzle’s earning his car payment today.

About the Author:

Although not a native Texan, Carla prides herself on having mastered the correct usage of  “y’all” and “bless your heart.”

Carla is owned by a persnickety kitty, who rules the computer keyboard and only allows Carla to write when demands for cat treats are met.



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