How I Write When My Words Aren’t Flowing

Is it writers’ block?

Some authors suffer from writers’ block, some are naturally slow writers. Me… my words, thoughts and ideas just come to me whenever they damn well choose to. So unless I’m on a deadline, I don’t fight it.
Rarely am I able to sit with my laptop and just write with words abundantly flowing. I do work from an outline when I write, however, so I already know where my story is going and I have a better than general idea how it’s going to get there.

Writing on the go


Most authors usually keep a notepad handy for thoughts and ideas for their stories. Instead of carrying blank pages, I jot down a few words about the the scenes I have planned in a given chapter. That page may have something like this:

Chapter 5:
–  Wedding
–  Traveling to honeymoon
–  Hospital


When a scene plays out in my mind (while I’m at the supermarket, for example, instead of at my laptop) I write it down under the appropriate scene heading – maybe the ex shows up at the wedding and causes drama. Who does he or she confront? What words are shouted? etc. Then en route to the honeymoon there’s discussion about the destination and a fear of flying. Perhaps some inner thought about how one character really doesn’t want to get on that plane.

The fact that I’ve only written down the scenes for the chapter I’m working on, helps keep my focus (and random character dialog) on events that should occur only in or near that chapter. Ordinarily, I think about my story and my characters throughout my day, but by writing one or two words for the scenes only in the chapter I’m working on, I’m giving myself permission to think only about that particular part of my story.


How to Get Better-Tasting (and Healthier) Coffee

It just tastes better

28695759_1799442127024507_681475440_o.jpgWhenever I pack to go on vacation, whether it’s a week at a rental in Ocean City, NJ or a weekend getaway for quiet writing time, I pack my coffee machine. And I’m not talking one of those mini individual cup ones… I mean the full 12-cup Mr. Coffee. Why? Because I’m willing to bet my coffee machine that hotels do not regularly clean the coffee machines in each room. I’m also willing to bet that at least some of the guests which have occupied the room before me have used tap water in the machine.
In my experience, my coffee tastes much better after I clean my coffee machine.
Using bottled water – usually distilled – and a little vinegar, I set the machine to brew. Next, I brew a few cycles with just bottled water. I wipe the machine inside and out with clean paper towels and finally, I clean the carafe with hot water and soap.


Before writing this post, I did a search to see how my methods line up with any expert advice for cleaning my coffee machine. What I found was shocking. I thought that by cleaning my machine regularly I was just getting rid of any mineral deposits, old water and stale taste. I found that not only was I not cleaning my machine thoroughly enough (remember, I just add a little vinegar), but I hadn’t even considered mold and other yuck which might be growing in my machine. I’m glad I found this article on Huffington Post because this is the method I’ll be using going forward.

How to clean your coffee machine

  1. Fill the coffee maker’s water chamber with equal parts white vinegar and water. Using a paper filter, allow to brew until half the chamber is empty.
  2. Turn the coffee maker off and let it sit for 30 minutes, then finish brewing.
  3. Rinse the machine by using a new paper filter to brew a pot of clear water. Do this twice.
  4. Fill the carafe with warm, sudsy water and some rice as a gentle abrasive. Swirl the mixture in the pot, then use a scrubber sponge to remove any gunk. Rinse and dry.
  5. Wipe the outside of the machine with a damp cloth (but remember, this and the previous step should really happen every day).


So go ahead, clean your coffee machine and enjoy a healthier and better tasting cup of coffee.


Do Authors Have a Responsibility to Their Readers?

The life they’ve chosen

I sometimes feel sorry (just a little) for celebrities who have paparazzi in their faces when they go out to eat or go to the gym. Imagine if they were going to get a Brazilian wax or some other personal appointment. And forget about hooking up for a kinky rendezvous. The whole world is always in their business making it difficult to live normal lives. If a celebrity does something stupid (who of us has never done anything stupid?) like lick a donut in a bakery and then put it back for someone else to buy (okay maybe not to that extent. That’s not only stupid, it’s disgusting and shows a lack of concern for the health and well being of others.) But when they do slip up, the whole world knows about it and often it takes a long time for the world to get over it. But as I stated, I only feel a little sorry for them, because for the most part, this is the life they’ve chosen.


YouTubers have a responsibility

My son likes watching YouTube videos, and some of the youtubers, although entertaining, annoy me because they use extremely foul language. I know… freedom of speech and parenting your child, etc. But these video gaming entertainers know that a large part of their audience is young children. For that reason, they should be careful about what they do and say because millions of impressionable children watch and imitate them. I strongly believe that if this is what they choose to do, then they have a responsibility to keep their material appropriate for the youngsters.


What about authors?

Lately I’ve been thinking about the responsibility authors – especially published authors – have to readers. The readers support us by buying our books, and sometimes, if we’re lucky, they write reviews. Our readers are the motivation to create great stories.  When we advertise or promote an upcoming book via interview, social media, the back content of a current book or any other means, we have a responsibility to our readers to deliver what we said we would.



cancelledA few years ago, I read all four books in a popular series. Like many fans of the series, I was disappointed to learn that publication of the fifth book – a version of the first book told from a different point of view – had been cancelled. The author had decided not to finish it because someone had leaked part of the story. However, since so much time had passed between the occurrence of the leak and the time I discovered the series, I was hoping the author would just shake it off and finish the book. Especially since so many fans had asked, begged and pleaded for book five. I’d checked her website from time to time, looking for info, but there was nothing. Eventually I found a version of the story which I believe was “completed” and posted by a fan, so I stopped checking the author’s website and moved on.


When an author chooses to introduce their writing to the world and offers a story, a sequel, even just an excerpt, we should make every effort to deliver.


Responsibility to my readers

I say all that to say this: Over the last few days, I’ve been reminded of my responsibility to my readers. On three occasions within as many days, someone mentioned Off Base, the sequel to my Military Romance, Forbidden Kisses.


The most recent was this comment on my site from sjlmorgan.
The comment both made my day and broke my heart a little. Here was this reader who enjoyed book one and was ready for book two after reading the sample of Off Base in the back of book one. Basically she was saying, “Why did you even include the sample chapter? Now I want to read it and it’s not available.” The sad thing is, I haven’t even been working on Off Base. I started it, but when I suddenly got an idea for a brand new story. I put Off Base on the back burner so I could work on Remember Love.

sjlmorgan isn’t the only reader waiting for the continuation of Layla and Ethan’s story. I went through my reviews and noted that there are at least sixteen reviews in which the reader expressed a desire to read Off Base.

Can’t wait for the second installment; hoping for another winner!

Can’t wait for their sequel!

I’m looking forward to following this love story into their next phase of the authors “Off Base”.

I’m looking forward to reading the next book in this series. 

I’m interested in what happens next to Eathan and Layla in the follow up story Off Base.

I look forward to reading about the progression of their love story.

Waiting for the sequel to follow these two souls in their HEA.

I’m anxious for the sequel that was briefly mentioned. I fully expect wedding bells for them. I won’t accept anything less.  Love this couple to moon and back. Thank you.

I can’t wait to see how the author extends the story line.

I can’t wait to read your next book.

Anxiously awaiting the sequel.

I can’t wait for the next book.

Can’t wait for Off Base!

I look forward to reading Sha Renee’s next book.


Because of all these comments and the responsibility I have to my readers (and my love for Layla and Ethan’s story),  I’ve decided to postpone my work on Remember Love and get back to writing Off Base. Thank you, sjlmorgan for that reminder.

A Sexy Man With A Killer Smile

Not Broken: The Happily Ever After
by Meka James

They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger…

Calida Jokobi doesn’t see it that way. Surviving an abusive relationship with a sadistic, manipulative man changed her. She has spent the last two years carefully constructing her new persona with two goals in mind: to keep the remaining pieces of her heart safe and her deepest secrets buried. One man puts it all at risk.

Malcolm has been a part of Calida’s life for as long as she can remember. A friend. Her first teenage crush. Now he’s asking for something she swore she’d never give again: her heart.

Calida must decide if she should risk the fragile façade she’s created and give Malcolm the chance he’s asking for.

They say love can heal all wounds…

Malcolm Frankel wants to prove to Calida it’s true. She survived a hell most people couldn’t fathom. He’s been by her side fulfilling whatever role she needs him to play. All except the one he wants most. It took nearly losing her to make Malcolm realize he couldn’t keep denying his feelings.

He knows no one goes through an ordeal like that and comes out unscathed, but the closer they get, the more he learns just how deep Calida’s wounds go.

She’s the only woman he’s ever loved, and Malcolm is ready to put his own heart at risk for a chance at mending hers.


Meet the characters

A chat with Calida Jokobi

What was your first impression of Malcolm?
Oh man. I met Malcolm when I was in third grade, so I was eight or nine. Can’t remember what I thought about him at that time other than he was Macy’s big brother.

What qualities attracted you to him?
He’s a sexy man with a killer smile. It lights up his whole face. And he can make me laugh. I love that, and he always knows when I need it. But mostly it’s his heart. He cares so much and so deeply about everyone. And seeing him with my son… it melts my heart every time.

Is there anything memorable Malcolm’s ever done for you?
Love me. I know that probably sounds corny, or cliché but it’s the truth. When you’ve been through what I’ve gone through before, having someone love you. Truly, honestly love you, faults and all with no judgement, that’s pretty damn memorable.


A chat with Malcolm Frankel

What was your first impression of Calida?
I think I’m offended. I’m sure I made a better impression. *Calida shrugs* Well, I remember the quiet, shy red-head that said a whole lot of yes ma’am and no ma’am to Mom. She went on and on about how polite you were.

What do the two of you do for fun or quality time together?
Well, I have a certain activity I never get tired of doing with my lady love here. But for a more PG, family friendly answer, really just hanging out with her and *our* son. We game, she’s not that good, but tries. Or watch a movie. I’m a simple man, all I need is her and Shawn to make it a good time.

How do you see your future with Calida?
Married. Three or four more kids so that Shawn has plenty of siblings. My future is with Calida. However she’ll have me, for as long as she’ll have me.


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I was raised in a large castle with a moat, a drawbridge and a personal chef. Every night before bed I would wish upon a star for a handsome prince to come and whisk me off my feet and we’d raise a family of our own. Flash forward twenty years and that fantasy turned into real life. Well ok. I wasn’t born in a castle and I didn’t have a personal chef, a girl can dream though can’t she? In truth, I’ve led a fairly simple life. I’m a stay at home Mom to 4 super amazing (and stunningly gorgeous because yes, I’m biased) kids. We live in the great state of Georgia though my dreams are to kick my eldest out of the house and out of the state (yay college). Kidding, I’m kidding, don’t worry Baby, Mama loves you! Although one part of my fairytale is true, I did marry a handsome prince and we’ve been happily married for 11 years and counting. I’m an animal lover and own 3 dogs, a turtle, a bearded dragon, and my husband and kids own snakes (and if they get loose, I’m leaving them all!) In my spare time (no really, I get that sometimes!) I volunteer with the Atlanta Weimaraner Rescue and I enjoy playing The Sims 3. As for my writing, it was something I happened to stumble upon one day and it was something I surprisingly came to love and enjoy.

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Everyone Has a Secret or Two @pekavanagh

Book One of the Friends & Lovers Series

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A grieving heiress.
A celebrity psychologist.
A decade of friendship.

When Camille first met Jackson she was too young. Too innocent. Too traumatized.
Friendship was less than what she wanted, but all she could handle.

Ten years later and she’s a different woman. Strong, successful, brave.
At exactly the wrong moment, one bold move threatens everything.
The safe harbor of Jackson’s family.
The unconditional commitment of his friendship.
The collection of secrets she never knew existed,

Claims and confessions come hard and fast as Jackson and Camille navigate all that has never been said.
Each step they take, closer to the truth and each other, demands another layer of secrets must fall.

Collecting Secrets is a steamy standalone contemporary romance with no cliffhanger. You will meet characters who will reappear throughout the series.


From Collecting Secrets

This was not the first time Camille had looked foolish, but it might have been the first time she didn’t care. Unable to find her room key or hold back the torrent of tears, she plunked down onto the ugly hotel carpet in front of her door and sobbed, loud and hard. With nothing but the back of her hand to wipe away the tears and snot, the scene quickly escalated from tragic to gruesome.

Heartbreak was no stranger. But this particularly cruel break-up was the last straw. How dare he? She had given him everything and he claimed it wasn’t enough. He’d stood in the cold marble lobby and yelled at her. Accused her of cheating. As if…

Humiliation mingled with anger and desperation, halting any effort to pull herself together. They’d flown across the country to attend this wedding and now she’d be conspicuously dateless in a room full of happy couples. She tried to take a breath and choked on a new wave of tears.

A soft crush of footsteps stopped in front of her, but Camille had no interest in lifting her head off her knees to look.

“Hey, Cam. What’s wrong?”

She knew that voice, as well as the gentle stroke of his hand in her hair.

“Camille. You’re scaring me. What’s going on?”

His worry pierced through her pain and, with great effort, she tilted her head up to see her best friend’s face inches from hers.

His eyes flashed to fear. “Camille! What happened? Are you okay? Talk to me!”

It took so much energy to form words. “Calm down, Jack. I’m okay.”

“You don’t look okay. Did something happen with Charlie? Where is he?”

The questions were coming too fast for Camille’s throbbing, blurry head. “He dumped me.”

There, she said it. Out loud.

The line of his lips flattened and his breath growled. Rage filled his expression. “That mother fu-”

Camille shook her head, trying to regain her composure. “We flew all the way here and that bastard couldn’t even wait one more day.”

Jackson’s mouth softened. “I’m so sorry.” He rubbed his thumb across her cheek.

She looked into the warm brown eyes of her closest friend, the man who’d been like a brother for the past ten years. This was how she knew him best – kind, caring, and sweet. She didn’t care how the world saw him. She had gotten to know the real man.

“Let’s get you up and into your room.”  He slipped his long arms under hers and stood her up. She fell into his broad chest, melting into the arms that enveloped her.

“Where’s your key, love?” he whispered into the top of her head.

She mumbled into his chest. “I couldn’t find it.”

Keeping a firm grip around her with one arm, Jackson dipped down to pick her purse up off the ground. “Can I take a look?”

“Of course.” She had no secrets from him.

She winced when he had to unlock his arm from her waist to search through her purse. Of course, he knew exactly where she would have put the key: in the smallest zippered pocket. He waved it in front of the magnetic pad and the loud click confirmed his success.

As expected, the room had been cleared of all Charlie’s belongings. His compulsiveness would have prevented him from forgetting anything. Camille stepped away from Jackson to look around, hoping to find a belt, or a tie, or even a tube of shaving cream. Any excuse to contact him again. But there was nothing, not even a stray hair.

Charlie had almost snuck out without her knowing. If she hadn’t had to leave the restaurant to go to the bathroom, she would never have seen him, bags in hand, striding across the lobby.

Jackson stepped in front of her, halting her examination of the room, and began wiping her eyes and nose with a tissue.

“I’m a mess.” Only the slightest tinge of self-consciousness colored the moment. This was who they were and had always been. He pressed the tissue across her nose and she blew, like a small child.

“No, Cam. You’re just hurting.” He balled up the tissue and flicked it into the small metal bin to his right. “I know you’re upset, love. But, personally, I’m glad he’s gone. He was never good enough for you. And he reinforced his complete lack of class by doing this here. I mean, he couldn’t have ended it before flying to Chicago with you?”

Camille dropped her head, another rush of tears pressing against her eyes.

His broad palms cupped her face, tilting her up to look at him. “Hey, hey, Cam. He has no idea what an amazing woman you are. There are better things in your future. I know it.”



Author: PE Kavanagh
Publication Date: 2/14/18
Genre: Contemporary Romance



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Liars, Traitors and Fools

If you’re an author, you’ve heard many times that one of the most important ways to improve our writing is by reading. Unfortunately I haven’t been able to cross that task off my to do list no matter how often or how long it’s been there. I write, work, care for my family, help promote other authors and I’m in the process of starting my own business. But even though I haven’t had time lately to read, I can tell you Bringer of Chaos: Forged in Fire is a book you and I both will definitely want to add to our TBR list. The book’s author is fellow Navy Veteran, Kayelle Allen. Just from reading this short interview, I already want to know more about the main character in her story.
With that said, I’m happy to introduce you to Pietas. He’s an Ultra, a race of genetically enhanced people who are immortal.

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new 1How old are you?
I’m almost two thousand years old.

When you look in the mirror, what do you see?
I only look in the mirror to ensure my uniform is correct or that clothing is in place. However, your question likely assumes I will answer regarding my physical appearance. I’m 7 Terran feet tall, slender (dancer/swimmer type body), platinum blond hair (long – I cut it only for a specific ritual), and because my eyes have multiple green flecks, it gives the impression they’re turquoise, but they are quite blue. My people, as a general rule, do not have facial hair. I am perpetually clean-shaven.

What is people’s first impression of you?
I imagine they think I’m distant. I do not strive for friendliness, but I do show compassion. I’m a king, albeit in name only, since I’m in exile. I try to keep that in mind at all times and act accordingly. My people know me well and are loyal. I would die for them and they know it. Their impression is more important to me than a stranger’s.

Name three of your favorite things.
Sitting with friends around a good meal, my panther – Tiklaus, and a sharp knife at my side. Not necessarily in that order.

Name three things that tick you off.
Liars. Traitors. Fools.

What would you like it to say on your tombstone?
Since I am immortal, I’ll go with “vacant.”

What is your favorite song?
Forged in Fire. It’s a military chant/song sung in a minor key. Our warriors have sung it through the ages. Here’s my favorite stanza.
“We can’t forget. We won’t forgive. We must return. We shall avenge.
We never quit. We do not sway. Our enemies–we will repay.
An Ultra’s will is set in stone.”
Each stanza ends with some aspect of an Ultra’s life. The final line says, “An Ultra’s heart is forged in fire.” Hence the name.

What would you most like to forget?
I have an eidetic memory. It’s impossible for me to forget, no matter how much I might wish otherwise. Besides, my experiences have made me who I am today. I rather like myself. I can look in the mirror and not avoid my own gaze. There’s something to be said for that.

Are you close to family?
Given the least opportunity, I would happily slay my “father” with not one nanosecond of guilt. My mother and sister are another story. Ultras are created, not born, except for my twin sister, Dessy, and me. So I’m rare among Ultras in that I have “family” as such.

What is your most prized possession?
My friend Six is human, which means he will someday die. We don’t talk about that. However, one evening while we were walking across the planet Sempervia trying to find my people, Six pulled a metal cup from his survival kit, filled it, and handed it to me. I drank, and went to hand it back. He said, “I want you to keep that.” Not understanding, I asked what he meant. He said, “The first thing I offered you was water. After I’m gone, whenever you drink from that cup, I want you to remember you had a human friend. Not all of us are your enemies.” His answer tore out my heart. I would not part with that beaten up, worn out and dented metal cup for anything. Not anything.


Book title: Bringer of Chaos: Forged in Fire
Author: Kayelle Allen
Genre: Science Fiction Romance, Sci-fi
Release date: 12/29/17

When the immortal Pietas is marooned on a barren world with no food and few survival tools, he knows it could be worse. He could be alone. But that’s the problem. He’s not.
Half a million of his people sleep in cryostasis, trapped inside their pods and it’s up to Pietas to save them. He can’t release one at a time. It’s all or nothing. He’s facing over five hundred thousand hungry, thirsty, homeless immortals all looking to him for answers.
It’s not all bad. The beautiful telepathic warrior he’s loved for lifetimes is at his side. He’s bonded with a sentient panther. He hates humans but the one dumped on this planet with him has become a trusted friend.
But before Pietas can build shelter, figure out how to grow food, or set up a government, he must take back command from a ruthless enemy he’s fought for centuries. His brutal, merciless father.
Immortals may heal, but a wound of the heart lasts forever…

Here’s an excerpt

Six slid their canteen off over his head and held it out to Pietas.
Accepting anything from a human, an altered one at that, had violated every instinct at first. To take from an enemy, yes. Always. Let one give you something as if you needed it? Admit a weakness before an enemy?
But this was Six.
Pietas took it.
Ultras could go days without water, but they consumed it when they had it. He wiped one dusty hand across his mouth. The satisfaction of assuaged thirst never failed to please. What simple things in life brought pleasure! In captivity, he’d dreamed of even a drop to cool his tongue. He’d sworn he’d never take water for granted again.
Six had offered it to their companions during the climb, but the entire lot refused anything a mortal’s lips had touched. Yes, Six was a quasi-immortal, enhanced with Ultra blood. A “ghost.” But to the others, that gave him even less status.
Pietas wavered on few things, but on this? Should he call the man human, mortal, quasi-immortal, or ghost? He’d elected to choose as the mood struck. But one in particular annoyed Six.
“Thanks, ghost.” He thrust the canteen against Six’s chest.
Staggering, he swore in Spanish. “Find another name for me.”
“Tell me your mortal name then.”
“You know I can’t.” Six scratched his cheek. “Gotta protect my family. If your kind knew who they were, they’d slaughter them. You wouldn’t, but them?”
Now they were getting somewhere. “So you do trust me?”
“Pi, there’s more honor in your left big toe than your entire race combined.” He tipped up the canteen but then paused. “No offense.”
“None taken. But we’re stranded, my friend. Unless a miracle happens, by the time we get off this world, your family will be long dead.” He added, “No offense.”
Six finished his drink and plugged the canteen. “None taken. Sorry. Can’t do it.” He lifted the strap back over his head and settled it onto his shoulder, the canteen at his back. “Seriously, Pi, your people hear you call me you-know-what, it’ll give away I was Ghost Corps. We both know what they’ll do to me.”



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2018 Author Goals

Happy New Year


Nope, I don’t do New Year’s Resolutions. 20171209_112851I’d already committed to losing weight to lower my cholesterol and blood pressure when I saw my doctor in the fall. Since then I’ve been walking one to two miles almost every morning after I watch my son get on the school bus.  I’ve also increased my fruit and veggie meals. As for my love affair with pie and brownies, well we still see each other, but it’s a more platonic relationship.

20171125_143601Other ways I’ve been working to improve my health are trying to get more sleep and drinking more water. I’ve even started drinking infused water. You can put pretty much anything in your water. The crystal-clear, snazzy-looking glass of water on the table next to me right now has sliced strawberries, cucumber, pineapple, lemon and kiwi. That’s what the cool people put in their water, right? You can  even get recipe books for infused water, but I just toss in whatever looks pretty. Does it make the water taste better? Nope. It still tastes like a tall, refreshing glass of nothing.

Although I haven’t made any typical resolutions, I have been giving more thought to accomplishing those items I’ve always wanted to do, but for some reason just haven’t been able to make them happen. Maybe this will be the year I get a motorcycle license. Perhaps I’ll treat myself to dinner at a nice restaurant once every other month.  Most of the goals I do have set, however, are those related to my writing career.

Here’s what I would like to accomplish in 2018:

I know some of you have been waiting for the sequel to Forbidden Kisses. However, book 2 in my Anchored Hearts series will probably not be released until 2019. It’s been gently pushed to the back burner while I work on a stand-alone novel, Remember Love.

23897044_10215479705964686_2049717737_oRemember Love
He can’t forget her. She doesn’t remember him.
Petty Officer Xavier Mitchell has two loves: His career in the Navy and his wife, Alexis. But as his military career advances, it becomes increasingly difficult to balance his focus on the demands of both.
When an accident causes Alexis Mitchell to lose her memory, her husband rushes to her side, prepared to do whatever it takes to help her remember him. But when it becomes clear that the key to his future depends on what his wife remembers, Xavier finds himself questioning whether the return of her memory is in his best interest. Is he willing to put aside his hopes for the future in order to help Alexis remember her past?

Steamy Connections EbookSteamy Connections
In order to make extra cash for surgery on a facial scar, Erin takes a job as a phone sex operator. When she falls for a repeat caller with an irresistibly sexy voice, she must decide if she’s brave enough to take a chance on happiness and meet him face-to-face.



Properly Kissed
Avery is a martial arts instructor who’s fed up with the lack of passion in her stale relationship. As a last-ditch effort to save her relationship, she plans a romantic weekend trip for her boyfriend and herself to reconnect. Her plans fall to pieces when she’s stood up and and stranded, but she soon finds herself doing combat with a sexy Marine.

received_10214196290400099I plan to continue working on Off Base as well as two short stories I plan to to release in 2019.

As an Indie author I’m learning how important it is to build my Author Platform – my fan base of friends, readers, supporters and writing peers who will cheer me on, provide advice for some of my stories, spread the word when I have a new release and yes, buy, review and recommend my books. I’d like to increase my number of followers by 2,500. (You can help right now, by sharing this post.)

I’ve got a number of blog posts planned for the upcoming year.  Some of those topics will be of interest to readers, but I’ll also include some tips and advice for fellow writers. I’m also planning some posts which will hopefully be of interest to the military community – active duty, veterans and military spouses.

As for my offline activities, I plan to attend two author conferences, Create Something Magical which is hosted by the Liberty States Fiction Writers and the Women Who Write conference.
I’d also like to attend four book-signing events in 2018. I’m already registered for  two in Pennsylvania – Unmask the Romance on 5/12/18 and Salute With Love on 8/18/18. I’m planning an event in New Jersey with the members of my MeetUp group and I’m on the lookout for something in the DMV/North Carolina area so I’ll have the opportunity to visit with friends and family while I’m there.

Forbidden Kisses EBookMy current book, Forbidden Kisses is on the shelf at my local library. I’d like to get it into more libraries, but I’ll focus on that task closer to the end of the year, when I have other books available.

I’m the organizer of a MeetUp group called New Jersey Indie Publishing. We get together to discuss ideas for promoting and marketing our books. I’d like to plan some beneficial and effective meetings and possibly even a fun outing.

As you may know, I love promoting other authors. That’s just who I am. I don’t worry that helping the career of other authors will hinder my own. There are plenty of readers to go around. I had an Indie Author Event and a Holiday Blitz which hopefully introduced you to some new authors. I’d like to do a couple more events in the upcoming year.


What are your goals for 2018?