Mae Clair Presents: Deadly Curses by Donna Shields #BookTour

Today, I’m happy to participate in the blog tour for Donna Shields and her new romantic suspense release, DEADLY CURSES. I’ve enjoyed Donna’s previous releases, THE SWAN COVE MURDERS and SECRETS OF JENKINS BRIDGE, so I’m delighted to have her here today. Please help me in welcoming Donna Shields!

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I’m happy to be here today doing a guest blog. Speaking of blogs, sometimes it can be so frustrating trying to write a simple blog. For example, I had to write 7 blogs for this blog tour. And I gotta say, I felt so overwhelmed. All I could think was, what in the world was I going to talk about? It’s like writer’s block all over again. I can’t be the only one who can sometimes dread writing a blog whether on my own blog or someone else’s. My brain just wants to rebel and freeze. So, if there are more like me out there worrying about what to write about on their blog, I’ll give you five ways to unstick your brain to find something to blog about:

1) Write about what you know. Cooking, sewing, raising babies, pet lovers, etc. That’s what will make your blog your own. Share a favorite recipe. Just finish reading a book? Write up a review.

2) Read others blog. (Not steal their posts) Just get a sense of what everyone is blogging about. You’d be surprised what might spark your mind.

3) I’ll take the dictionary and randomly open a page to see what words are there. 9 times out of 10, I’ll find something to write about. Or watch tv. It is amazing what silly things spark my mind.

4) Lots of bloggers do the ‘Six Sentence Sunday’ or ‘Fun Facts Friday’ or there are a host of others out there. Try something like this.

5) And when all else fails, do whatever you would for writers’ block. Mine? I’ll do something totally unrelated to writing and an idea will pop into my mind. Or scribble and doodle on a notebook. It’s a right brain, left brain thing and it really works. Just don’t think while doodling. The mind is a mysterious but wonderful thing the way it works all on its own without us forcing it.

ABOUT THE BOOK:
Deadly Curses (Magnolia Valley Series)

Book cover for romantic suspense novel, Deadly Curses by Donna ShieldsDr. Trent Moore’s life is complete – a no-strings relationship, financial security, and great health – until he is summoned to his father’s grave and discovers a grave robber stole one of his father’s bones … a finger bone. From there, Trent’s seemly perfect world spirals out of control. Strange occurrences happen, and the sexy lead detective informs him a grief stricken mother has placed a curse upon him. As his near death experiences ramp up, and he finds himself falling in love, he’s beginning to believe there may be some truth to it all. But, will he run out of time before he can tell her he loves her?

When Detective Ciarra Pacelli is assigned to a prominent judge’s suspicious death, she doesn’t know her little world is about to be turned upside down. She discovers other possible victims of a deadly Voodoo curse, one being the gorgeous and stubborn doctor. As she becomes wrapped up in protecting him at all costs, she finds she’s fighting against her developing feelings for him. Once she realizes she can’t, she gives her all in finding a cure against the curse that promises to take him away from her for good.

EXCERPT:
Ciarra straddled the chair close to Trent’s bed resting her head on her hands. His cheeks lacked color. His eyes appeared sunk in. It seemed as if he’d aged within the last two hours.

Gregory came in from the hospital, which was where Trent was attempting to point out through the window just before he passed out, and said Trent probably had a touch of the flu as it was going around, and he was dehydrated.

Flu her ass. More like a damn curse. Ciarra called Tiesha back in. He wasn’t protected. Ciarra looked for the amulet he’d received last night, but never found it.

Trent’s sister in law, Sammy, prepared chicken noodle soup downstairs.

“Oh wow,” Tiesha said upon entering the room. “He doesn’t look very good. About as bad as the other one. I must say your partner’s unbelievable. He’s over there wearing gloves and a mask. I tried to explain to him he couldn’t catch it. But, he won’t listen to a crazy ape like me.”

Ciarra rolled her eyes. High time to give Rick some eye opening life lessons. “What do you think?”

“You should try a shaman or a Vodun priestess. You need to break the curse.” She placed the back of her hand against his cheek. “No fever. If anything, he feels cold and clammy.”

Ciarra eyed her best friend. “So, you know a Vodun priestess I suppose?”

“And a shaman. Which do you prefer? You don’t have a lot of time left.” She pulled out an amulet and handed to Ciarra. “Here is a new one. Place it under his pillow.”

“Thanks for the reminder . . . and the amulet. I guess the best bet would be Voodoo.” Ciarra reached out and ran her hand across the top of his head. She swore she wasn’t going to fall for this man. Yet, she teetered on the edge of a very high cliff with Trent. If only she could just let go and fall.

Jack, oh Jack. What do I do?

Her heart ached, being torn between the dead and the living. How had it happened? Trent lived like a playboy.

But, she could see a side of him he didn’t let out too often. One he wouldn’t really show. But then did a couple of times without knowing, he had.

Ciarra and he were like night and day. They could never last. But, the same could be said for Princess and Brutus. Yet, there the two misfits lay. Brutus the big baby on the rug and precious Princess curled up near his head, as if they had been the best of friends forever. Animals could teach humans a thing or two.

“Hello, Ciarra?” Tiesha waved her hands in front of Ciarra’s face. “Where were you just now?”

Ciarra shook off her thoughts. “Nowhere promising.”

“Oh boy.”

Ciarra raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“Oh this isn’t good. You have fallen flat on your face, huh?”

Ciarra turned away and back to Trent.

Then, it hit her. The whole Florence Nightingale syndrome thing. She only cared for him as a human being. “Nope. There will never be another Jack.” Silly little liar.

“Go ahead and lie to yourself. But Ciarra Pacelli, you are not, and I mean not, fooling me. I know you.”

Ciarra crossed her arms over her chest. “It’s only because I have to protect him.” Finally, something to cling to besides love. Maybe, she wouldn’t be tumbling off the cliff after all. She was lying to herself, but it was the only way to protect her from Trent.

“Again, go ahead and twist it any way you want. You have fallen for him.”

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Author, Donna ShieldsI’m Donna Shields, author of paranormal romance and romantic suspense – published with Soul Mate Publishing, mom of six, gramma of four precious cuties and wife to an imperfect, yet amazing husband of fifteen years and counting (He’ll say a hundred, roll his eyes, and smile). Psss…I’m imperfect too, but don’t tell him that….

We call the beautiful state of South Carolina our home where there isn’t much hustling and bustling going on, where people are friendly (for the most part-it’s called that Southern Hospitality), strangers wave and say hello with a smile. And it doesn’t hurt being centrally located where the ocean is a mere three hour drive and the mountains no more than an hour and a half away.

I’ve been writing for five years steadily, but have always dabbled with writing short stories here and there. I’m a sucker (no pun intended) for all sorts of paranormal. And when suspense and adventure is thrown in the mix, I’m a truly happy girl. I enjoy writing both genres and at times the lines between the two blur, combining to make paranormal romantic suspense. My heroines are strong, even if quiet. They are independent, yet scarred and in need of a true love. A real hero, one who understands they need their space, but will love them fiercely. The hero may have a hard exterior, but inside he’s a mush ball. And the hero needs that woman who can tame him down a little and love with all her heart and soul.

Connect with Donna at the following haunts:
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Book Tour: ECLIPSE LAKE by Mae Clair #mystery #romance

After two months of visiting a number of fantastic hosts throughout the blogosphere, my book tour for ECLIPSE LAKE draws to a close today. I hope you’ll join me for my last stop at Laurie’s Thoughts and Reviews. I’m sharing the top three items that influenced me to tell Dane and Ellie’s story.

Many thanks to the great folks at Goddess Fish Promotions who put together such a fantastic tour. An extra special shout-out to all the wonderful hosts who’ve showcased ECLIPSE LAKE on their blogs. It’s been an adventure.

Don’t forget to enter my giveaway for a $20.00 gift card to Amazon or Barnes and Noble (winner’s choice). There’s still time to toss your name into the ring today at Laurie’s Thoughts and Reviews.  See you there! :)

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Mythical Monday: Ravens, Rooks and Crows Revisited by Mae Clair

Good day, friends! I hope you don’t mind, but I’m going to borrow from a post I ran in 2012 for today’s Mythical Monday. I have a rare day off work and hubby and I are taking a short trip to a neighboring town known for its eclectic shops and microbreweries. My normal writing time this weekend was gobbled up preparing A THOUSAND YESTERYEARS (my Mothman novel) for submission and clicking “send” (more on that in a later post, I hope).

So I’m cheating today and rerunning an old post that not many people saw. I’ve trimmed this down from the original and tweaked a bit. I no longer have the car mentioned toward the end (it didn’t do well in northern winters, so I traded it for an SUV), but I do recall the fun I had on Twitter tweeting about the events in this post. Mostly how my car was used in a murder.

Curious? Read on . . . :)

A crow perched on a tombstone at night in a spooky cemeteryHow do you feel about birds associated with folklore and superstition?

Ravens have a long-standing kinship with mysticism. In addition to being portrayed as a familiar to witches and wizards, they were also known to be extremely divining. Many Native American tribes regarded them as “Keeper of Secrets,” wise ones who safeguarded the teachings of magic.

Raven, a man with the head of a bird, brought light into the world and taught its inhabitants how to care for themselves. On the flip side, the raven was also a Trickster initiating change, not always pleasant. I find it interesting the term “rook” made it into our slang as a reference for being swindled. A rook is an old-world type of crow or raven. In reality, these intelligent birds are clever mimics that have been known to learn human words.

In the Bible, Noah sent a raven from the ark in search of ground, but it flew back and forth, unable to find a place to land in a world deluged with floodwaters. Later, he sent the dove which returned with an olive branch. Ravens were also commanded to feed the prophet Elijah and, in the gospel of Luke, we’re reminded that God feeds the ravens though they don’t sow, reap, or have storerooms or barns.

Would I know the difference between a crow and a raven if I saw them? Probably not. I know that ravens are larger and prefer less populated areas, while crows are more apt to hang around cities and urban spaces. Even cars.

A solitary crow on a post bows its head Case in point:  Two weeks ago while visiting my sister, I walked outside to find six or seven crows camped out on the roof and hood of my Chrysler 300. If I’d had a camera, I would have snapped a picture – large black birds on a solid black car. Turns out there must have been something snagged in the wiper blades. I never did find out what it was, but it had one handsome gent summoning his cronies to investigate. Before I knew it, my car had become the site of a “murder”.

Now I like birds, but not that much. There is something inherently creepy about seeing that many black birds rooted to your car. It’s not natural. By the time I shooed them away, they’d already turned my wiper blades into a gourmet snack.

And, of course, it was raining. That meant I was treated to a firsthand glimpse of the damage on the drive home—my wipers trialing long black strings that looked like ragged feathers. Trickster? Two new wiper blades later, I’d say it’s safe to tack that name onto crows, too.

So, despite having my car become the momentary snack of choice, I haven’t lost my appreciation for these the magical tricksters. How about you?

Mae Clair Presents: Will O’ the Wisp by C. S. Boyack #YA #MagicalRealism

Have I got a treat for you today! Blogging friend, Craig Boyack, has just released a tale guaranteed to appeal to young and old alike. I was fortunate enough to get an ARC of this wonderful novel, which combines elements of magical realism, mystery, and fantasy, as well as a highly appealing coming of age theme. As I don’t post reviews on my blog, you’ll have to check Amazon for my five star review/rating—but I do have to point out several things that stood out for me about this novel:

Title and book cover:
I’m a Will o’ the Wisp fanatic from long ago. That bobbing, weaving sphere of light might not get as much exposure on my blog, as say my favorite cryptid, the Mothman, but I’ll readily devour any novel built around the legend of a “hinkypunk” or “spook light” — especially when the myth is so cleverly woven into the plot.

Setting:
Craig chose to set his novel in 1975, which resonated strongly with me. He fully immersed me in a time I remember well, making it easy to identify with his lead character, Patty Hall. I’m also a sucker for coming of age tales and anything that transports me back to those whimsical days of childhood. Here’s a small snippet from my Amazon review to give you an idea of what I mean:

This is an engaging YA read, but it’s also a treat for adults who will remember the era in which this is set. I loved the glimpse into a small rural town/farming community and the magic and whimsy of friendship. Remember Quisp cereal, your first teen dance, roaming through fields at night, exploring old cemeteries, sharing secrets with your friends? All of that magic and more is here. Patty is an everyday kid you can’t help but cheer for and admire. A delightful read for young and old alike.

And now, I invite you to take a closer look at WILL O’ THE WISP.

Book cover for Will O' the Wisp by C. S. Boyack depicting a ghostly floating light over a stream with trees

BLURB:
There is something evil up Bergamot Holler, and it’s been targeting the Hall family for generations.

Patty Hall is fifteen years old. She loves stargazing, science fiction, and all things related to space exploration. This leaves her perfectly prepared for the wrong problem.

Patty is afraid her mother will send her to a care facility if she tells her what she’s seen. If she doesn’t figure things out soon, she’s going to join her father in the Hall family cemetery plot.

Patty is going to have to come to grips with her own physical handicap, survive the wilderness, and face an ancient evil all alone if she’s going to survive.

Will O’ the Wisp is suitable for young adults. It involves strong elements of suspense, and is set in the mid 1970s.

EXCERPT:
In this scene, Patty and her friend, Laura are watching late night horror movies. There is a killer on the loose in their small town.

We curled up together on the couch and cuddled under Mom’s afghan. Mom turned the light off and went upstairs.

When the first alien eye peeked out of the TV screen, Laura said, “Maybe that’s it. Look, it’s green and it moves around too.”

“I don’t think so. It wasn’t attached to anything.”

“You said you were a long ways off. What if it’s one of those?”

“I would have seen that. Besides, they all get sick and die at the end. That’s not the worst that could happen.”

“Okay,” Laura said, “I don’t want to watch anymore. Besides your alien, there’s still a lunatic on the loose. He could jump through the window any old time.”

“I’ll go get my flashlight. You turn off the TV and I’ll make sure you aren’t in the dark.”

“Why do I have to be the one to stay here?”

“Okay, it’s in my backpack, but make sure you keep it on.”

She went upstairs and came back to the top of the stairs. Once the light was on, I hobbled to the TV and pushed the knob in.

I made three steps toward the staircase.

The light went off.

I screamed.

Laura screamed.

Mom ran out and bumped into Laura. Mom screamed.

Mom made Rick check the whole house with his gun in hand. She chewed us both out for not being more grown up. “I swear, no more Nightmare Theater for you, ever…”

Purchase Links:
WILL O’ THE WISP has two versions. This is due to use-permission on a particular song lyric used in the novel. If you live on the Northern American Continent, purchase your Kindle copy here.

Anywhere else in the world, grab your Kindle copy here.

Author C. S. BoyackConnect with C. S. Boyack at the following haunts:
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Book Tour: Eclipse Lake by Mae Clair #mystery #romance

Well, friends, my book tour for ECLIPSE LAKE is winding down to a close. Today is my second to last stop. You can find me visiting with Yeah Books, as I answer a few interview questions. Admit it…you’ve always wanted to know what my favorite movie is, and what superpower I’d love to have. :) The answers to those and other riveting questions can be discovered on today’s tour stop, so do hop over and say hello!

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Mae Clair Presents Guest Blogger Tammy Tate with The Secret Path

Today, I’m turning my blog over to my friend, Tammy Tate, who is celebrating the release of the second novel in her time travel series.  Sit back and enjoy as Tammy explains how the idea of THE SPIRIT PATH came to be, and then shares the blurb and excerpt from book two, THE SECRET PATH. 

Book cover for The Spirit Path by Tammy Tate showing a couple in silhouette with a horse in the foregroundBIRTHING THE SPIRIT PATH
By Tammy Tate 

“Where did you come up with the idea for The Spirit Path?” you ask. That’s easy.

I used to own a palomino horse named “Buck”, a Rottweiler named “Cash”, and I rode almost every day with a dear friend of mine. We spent hours winding through trail after trail of undeveloped terrain. I used to wonder what it would have been like in the 1800s when Native Americans roamed the land. Did they ride their horses down the same trails?

It turned into a passion. After hours researching Native American culture and language, I wrote The Spirit Path for A Journalism/Short Story class I was taking. Of course, it was a much smaller version. But, my instructor loved it and I scored an A+. As time passed, the characters I created refused to go away. They had a lot more to say. Therefore, I expanded on the storyline, hoping others might enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. The response I got went far beyond my expectations.

At first, I self-published it as an eBook. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect over 7000 downloads in the first couple of months! Not to mention, each time I finished one…I received passionate requests for a sequel. I had no choice. Readers wanted more and the characters were still restless. They wanted to live on. It was incredible to see them come to life right before my eyes. It was up to me to get it all down and tell their story.

Now, I have a wonderful publisher, Books To Go Now. The story has evolved into a three part series. Book 1 and 2 are available on Amazon. Book 3 is almost complete and ready to go through the editing process. The hard part will be letting them go.

It has been an amazing journey…

image002Blurb
Time travel is a fantasy. Isn’t it?

Not anymore… Nicole traveled to 1812 and left something behind. Now, she’ll risk everything to return. Unfortunately, it’s not that easy. She can’t come and go at will and there’s no guarantee where she’ll end up if she does go back. Nevertheless, her love for Flaming Arrow far outweighs the risks.

Sam is a modern day Shaman who agrees to help. In a twisted leap of fate, Nicole’s best friend Tracy, goes along and they find themselves running for their lives.

Now, Nicole has three goals. Locate her soulmate. Convince Tracy she’s still married, despite the fact her husband hasn’t been born yet. And, get them home alive.

Excerpt
Nicole shook her head to recall the last thing she remembered. When she blacked out, Tracy was beside her. That meant she was inside the perimeter as she began her journey into the past. It explained why they were both in 1812. Poor Tracy. She didn’t have a clue.  

“Tracy, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for you to come with me.” 

Tracy stretched high over her head and yawned, obviously still oblivious to the situation. “Are we in a wagon?” 

“Yes.” Nicole nodded slowly. 

Tracy chuckled then looked confused as her eyes darted around the dimly lit quarters. “When did you get a wagon? I don’t remember—” She stopped in mid-sentence and her mouth gaped open when a gunshot exploded from outside. 

Nicole covered her ears to muffle the sounds that followed. Only faintly hearing hooves pound the ground, women and children scream and men shout in desperation. 

“Is that smoke?” Tracy asked in a high-pitched tone. “Are we on fire?” 

Nicole read her lips and looked to where she pointed. A gray billowy cloud materialized inside the wagon like an apparition and instantly stung her eyes. 

Nicole buried her nose in the sleeve of her dress then pulled back briefly to cough out a command for Tracy to do the same. Right away, she saw blood on her sleeve. 

In an attempt to escape before flames engulfed the canvas overhead, she grabbed Tracy’s arm, pulled her to her feet and drug her to the back of the wagon. They had to go. Now. 

“Wait!” Tracy jerked her arm free in protest. “Where are we? Don’t lie. By the looks of it, I’m guessing— Are we in 1812?” 

Nicole heard her gasp when she confirmed her suspicions with a quick nod. 

“Are-Are you serious?” Tracy stuttered. “I don’t want to be in 1812! Okay Niki, you made your point. I believe you can travel in time. I’ll never doubt you again. Now, let’s go home.” 

“We have to go all right. We’re under attack.” Nicole mumbled inches from Tracy’s face. “Home isn’t an option right now.” 

About the author
Tammy Tate was born and raised in Hollywood, Florida but has lived most of her adult life in Texas. Her passion to write began in high school. It follows her everywhere she goes…creating a world where anything is possible. She’s been married to the same wonderful man for over thirty years. Her secret to a long marriage? It’s easy when you marry your best friend. In her world, Friday night is still date night.

Before she became a full-time author, she was an Executive Secretary, a Computer Consultant/Technician, and a Communications Officer (Police Dispatcher). She doesn’t mind a challenge which has allowed her to race a late-model in a women’s powder puff race, run barrels and poles in a play-day rodeo and drive an 18-wheeler. Somewhere in between, she and her husband raised three wonderful children. When she’s not breathing life into her characters or jotting down ideas for a new book, she and her husband are exploring country roads on their Honda Gold Wing.

Since she believes reading is the next best thing to writing, she enjoys romance, fantasy, science fiction and thrillers. In December of 2013, she signed her first book contract with a traditional publisher. Her books have made Amazon’s Best Seller list.

Above all, she loves to hear from you…

Connect with Tammy at the following haunts:
Email: authortammytate@aol.com 

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Eclipse Lake Book Tour Continues with Mae Clair

It’s Wednesday and it’s March, so that means another blog stop on my ECLIPSE LAKE blog tour. Today, I’m visiting Booklover Sue who devised a series of interview questions for me to answer. If you get a chance while you’re roaming around the blogopshere, drop over and say hello. I’d love to have you visit! :)

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