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Also from Sarah Daltry…

18 Jul

Sarah Daltry has an urban fantasy/paranormal romance out!  🙂 Here is the Amazon link: http://www.amazon.com/Bitter-Fruits-ebook/dp/B00G2UXCNO/ref=la_B00BVV0F5W_1_4?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1382502537&sr=1-4 This one does have lots of explicit sex, so it is NOT good for readers under 18! 🙂

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Sarah Daltry

18 Jul

Seven months ago, I promised to post this for my author friend Sarah Daltry.  But I’ve been so focused on my own projects I forgot all about it.  But, better late than never, I hope.

Bitter Fruits Packet

Cover Picture:

 For some reason, I can’t copy and paste the pictures Sarah sent me.  😦

Book Info:

Title: Bitter Fruits (Eden’s Fall, #1)

Author: Sarah Daltry

Release Date: 12/1/2013

Publisher: Escape Publishing

 

 

Blurb:

 

For fans of dark urban fantasy comes a novel that questions why forbidden fruit is always the most tempting…

A vampire-themed masquerade party isn’t really her scene, but Nora is sick of frat parties and bars. When she meets Alec, the appeal suddenly becomes clear. It’s obvious that they’ve been struck by the same intense mutual attraction, but Alec keeps his distance. Intrigued despite herself, Nora pushes a little deeper — and discovers Alec’s unimaginable secret…

Nora is not afraid of following Alec into the darkness, but the choice is soon taken from her. Someone is hunting her — someone tied to the secret and desperate to see it play out. But when Nora finally meets her aggressor, she finds herself hopelessly drawn to him. She needs to make a choice between the two men, but can she save them both, knowing one is destined to die?

Praise for Bitter Fruits:
“This book is one of the best paranormals I’ve read, and I’ve read a lot. Five stars hands down! I am proud to pass it on to all of you. Buy this book, devour it and enjoy. ”

 

Buy Links:

 

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Bitter-Fruits-ebook/dp/B00G2UXCNO/ref=la_B00BVV0F5W_1_4?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1382502537&sr=1-4

 

Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Bitter-Fruits-ebook/dp/B00G2UXCNO/ref=la_B00BVV0F5W_1_5?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1382503616&sr=1-5

 

Apple: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/bitter-fruits/id734987331?mt=11

 

All Romance: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-bitterfruits-1351909-143.html

 

Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/bitter-fruits-sarah-daltry/1115597545?ean=9780857991089&isbn=9780857991089&itm=1&usri=9780857991089

 

Big W: http://ebooks.bigw.com.au/bitter-fruits-358212

 

Booktopia: http://www.booktopia.com.au/ebooks/bitter-fruits-sarah-daltry/prod9780857991089.html;jsessionid=D7C569C9C0CA3FE5FBC593D29AF6CD18?clickid=wkXxQrWNJyfA1eoThuzLPydTUkTxpLwZw08j2Q0&bk_source_id=32024&bk_source=DGM

 

eBooks.com: http://www.ebooks.com/1520820/bitter-fruits/daltry-sarah/

 

Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/bitter-fruits-3

 

JB HiFi: https://books.jbhifi.com.au/Book/367684

 

 

About The Author:

 

Sarah Daltry writes about the regular people who populate our lives. She’s written works in various genres – romance, erotica, fantasy, horror. Genre isn’t as important as telling a story about people and how their lives unfold. Sarah tends to focus on YA/NA characters but she’s been known to shake it up. Most of her stories are about relationships – romantic, familial, friendly – because love and empathy are the foundation of life. It doesn’t matter if the story is set in contemporary NY, historical Britain, or a fantasy world in the future – human beings are most interesting in the ways they interact with others. This is the principle behind all of Sarah’s stories.

Sarah has spent most of her life in school, from her BA and MA in English and writing to teaching both at the high school and college level. She also loves studying art history and really anything because learning is fun.

When Sarah isn’t writing, she tends to waste a lot of time checking Facebook for pictures of cats, shooting virtual zombies, and simply staring out the window.

 

Author Social Media Links:

 

Website: http://sarahdaltry.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SarahDaltryAuthor

http://www.facebook.com/BitterFruits

http://www.facebook.com/FloweringbySarahDaltry

Twitter: https://twitter.com/SarahDaltry

Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/sarahdaltry/boards/

Tumblr: http://www.tumblr.com/blog/sarahdaltry

 

Optional Content:

 

Teaser Pictures:

 

Excerpt:

 

He sits in front of me and brings me to his chest. Our flesh is hot and sticky where it touches and I can’t stop the ache between my legs. His breathing is ragged and he tightens his grip on the back of my head as he tries to slow it. I am hurt or angry or frustrated, but I don’t know which. He runs his hands along my entire body and I push against him, needing him and not knowing how to accept his denial.

I want you, Nora. I have wanted you since I saw you. You are gorgeous. However, there are secrets that… Please understand, the steps that you want to take will reveal things. This cannot end well for either of us. I don’t want to make you suffer, but I am fated to suffer. Don’t make me bring you with me into the darkness. I can’t bear to lose you.’

I sense the pain that grips him. The darkness that he speaks of sounds frightening, but I don’t feel fear when I face him and meet his eyes. ‘I will follow you anywhere. Dark or light. Stop trying to make my choices for me.’

Our lips meet again, but it is with doubt. Neither of us knows what will happen if we are to move forward, but I want to have a chance to find out.

My body is still crying out for him but now my mind is calm. I want him, but I want him when he knows that I’m ready for whatever that means. His hands touch me and his caresses are soft. We both slow our breathing and I try to let my will match his. When he pulls away, he gathers the picnic and looks at me with longing and a hunger I do not recognize. It’s not sexual, but desperate. Almost as a dying man looks in the last moments of his life.

In three days,’ he says, ‘I will meet you again at the church where we first met. In the meantime, I want you to look something up — and if you do not appear at the church, I’ll know that what you found changed everything.’

Okay,’ I say warily. I’ll do anything he asks, but his fear scares me. What kind of secrets can he possibly hold? Little right now could stop me from going to him in three days.

Find the name Charles Samuels. He was an Oxford student in the 1960s. And then we shall see how much of the darkness you are willing to face.’

I’ll look him up, but Alec, I’m going to be at the church in three days,’ I say.

For your sake, Nora, I hope that you’re not.’

 

 

Playlist: 

Link: https://play.spotify.com/user/1283422417/playlist/1e3obabaRPVyJylsWrwn19

 

 

Trailer:

Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RM8V9kx-zUA

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More Randomness from the Mind of a Madman!!!

1 Sep
Vampirella Lives #2 (Jan. 1997). Cover art by ...

Vampirella Lives #2 (Jan. 1997). Cover art by Adam Hughes. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Vampirella #1 (Sept. 1969). Cover art by Frank...

Vampirella #1 (Sept. 1969). Cover art by Frank Frazetta. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Halloween II departs significantly from its pr...

Halloween II departs much from its predecessor by incorporating more graphic violence and gore, making it far more like slasher films of its time. This scene depicts a bleeding Michael after being shot in both eyes. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Lon Chaney as seen in The Phantom of the Opera...

Lon Chaney as seen in The Phantom of the Opera, 1925. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

The Tomb of Dracula

The Tomb of Dracula (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Anybody familiar with the Harris Comics Vampirella that can answer a question for me about whether the series was set immediately after the Warren series, or was it set in the present time period of which it was published.

 

I don’t know how to use Photoshop or create memes, but I thought of this today: What to Expect When You’re Expecting the Spanish Inquisition!

 

I’ve doubled my self-assigned mandatory writing per day for the next month. Not because I’m behind schedule, but because I’m now writing so quickly that I’m already tripling my mandatory daily writing quota every day and still finding lots of late night-time with little to do. So I might finish up the book even sooner, or end up writing a 2000 page book. I’m really trying hard to not make my book that long, though, but as I’m approaching 300 pages I haven’t even gotten into modern slasher films, Godzilla films, Asian ghosts, or fake paranormal documentaries yet. I may have to have less pictures than I wanted to fit all the information I want to cram in there. I also have to fit in three appendices, some biographies on monsters and monster hunters, and the forwards. And my introduction to the book. Yeesh.

 

It’s 1 am and I’m contemplating taking a 30 minute walk (and 30 minutes back) to go to the closest place open that sells coffee now. Is that weird?

 

I bought a new mop today, and I’m excited to use it. What have I become?

 

The sun will be up soon. I should be getting to bed.

 

My cat dips his paw in his water dish then taps it on his dry food to moisten it, because he prefers moister food. Pretty clever for a cat.

 

Saw a bunch of stuff on someone’s lawn. Clothes, toys, a bicycle, and a sign that said free. So I took the sign.

 

met my writing goal for today…and tomorrow….and the day after tomorrow. I’m very pleased with myself. It seems that as I can see the finish line at the end, I start building up momentum. Plus, admittedly, now that I’m working on the modern era of horror, perhaps I’m finding it easier to write about the material that I’m more familiar with and have more fun with. I’m on a roll, but I’m getting too tired to concentrate. First thing tomorrow (and by that I mean noonish), I’m working on Marvel’s Tomb of Dracula, and Mexican horror film monsters and the wrestlers who love to fight them.

 

I ran into someone I know on the way home and we stopped and had a nice conversation. After eight years in Northampton, am I actually becoming part of the community? That’s seriously going to mess with my crazy loner hermit image I’ve worked so hard on developing.

 

Not beating your kids does not turn them into monsters. My son has never been hit. He is a straight A student who is respectful, kind, generous, unselfish, and participates in healthy extra-curricular activities. He’s not an anomaly. The secret is that he is rewarded for good behavior, and disciplined by bad behavior. Take away the stuff they love and that will have a more lasting effect than smacking the kid. You smack the kid, and they fear your. But they won’t respect you. Teach by example. Be a good person, and they will want to emulate that. If you hit people who upset you, so will they. Do you want cops to smack you when you’re caught speeding? I’m so tired of people saying kids act like shit because the parents aren’t allowed to hurt them. No, perhaps it’s because you’re shitty parents who act like assholes, and the kids are emulating what they see. Sorry, but hitting your kids might seem easier, while being a good person might actually need some work.

 

Do we really need to honk to let someone know that we’re at this house? For crying out loud, even the homeless have cell phones with texting ability. Can’t we just pull up to a house, then after we park, take out the cell and say “I’m here” instead of pounding on the horn over and over for the neighborhood to hear? I have one neighbor who has visitors come by all day long, pounding on the horn several times each time they come by. Then of course, she can’t go out and talk. Or text them. Nope, she has to scream out the window at them, like she’s a three-year old with no control of her volume and too lazy to walk outside. Damn neighborhood.

 

 

Writing for the sake of writing

3 Sep

I almost always have something to say about something, but now that I have all the time in the world to write, I seem to have none of my usual rants ready.  But I want to keep things going, and perhaps just writing about nothing is better than not writing at all.

I’m having no problem knocking out TVCU blogs though, nor working on the book.  Just not finding anything particularly annoying to go on about here in this blog.  I guess that’s a good thing that I’m not bothered by anything now, but the point of this blog is to express my opinions on things that bothered me.  But fear not.  I’m sure it’s only a matter of time, especially with elections coming up.

Everything I do….

28 Apr

I’m a writer in my heart, but I’ll never be a professional writer because I lack something that most artists have:  selfishness.  And yeah, that sounds like I’m trashing artists, but I’m absolutely not.  The point of that was that those who don’t follow their hearts usually do so for others.  I did, and still do.  I didn’t pursue my dreams because my parents didn’t want me to do something risky (and how did my life turn out?)  Then it was my ex-wife who held me back for the same reasons (and again…)  And now it’s because I’m trying to create a secure life for my fiance and my son.

I should be happy.  I have thousands reading my blog daily.  I am working on a book with another author, and we’ve got a deadline in place.  And a published author just asked if I would write the framing sequence for one of his upcoming anthology projects.  That’s not bad considering my writing is just a hobby.

If I could devote my full-time to my writing, who knows what I could do.  But I need to save for my son’s cross-country visits each year, and for an apartment for my fiancé and I, and a wedding, and paying off debts, and getting my car legal, ect, ect.

If I chose the life of an artist, I certainly could survive on my disability until the work started making me money, but that would be if I chose the solitary life.  But I choose not to turn my back on the people who care about me.  Even if sometimes it seems life might be just a little easier living in isolation.  (And I’ve lived that life before, so I’m not speaking in theories.)

But even though my heart tells me to write, I have to ignore my calling, as I’ve done since childhood, because I have other people who need me, and it’s never about what I want.  It will always be about making sure everyone else gets what they want.  But who knows.  Maybe when I’m in my 70s.