LASR Anniversary Celebration

So, it’s been a terribly long couple of weeks. I won’t go into details, but needless to say, I totally forgot to post here about the Long and Short Review 7th anniversary going on this week. They kindly allowed me to write a guest blog post about summertime…go check it out. The anniversary is over today, but the post is still there.

And to everyone who made such kind comments about To Be a Man over there….thanks. I am humbled and awed by the number of encouraging comments I have received about my book. Beachwalk Press readers are the best!!!

Oh, and congrats to Shelley S who won my $10 Amazon gift certificate giveaway!!!!

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Reader’s Chat Awesomeness

Yesterday was an awesome day!

Reader chat was a lot of fun. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but really loved all the feedback and the positive support from readers and Beachwalk Press writers alike. Thanks a lot, guys….

So, I hope everyone had a great time. I hope those of you who have bought and read my book enjoyed it. If so, please leave me some feedback here….positive, negative, whatever. All the feedback helps to make me a better writer.

And, those of you who haven’t read it yet…what are you waiting for? Hate to say it myself, but Demetrius and Sutton are awesome and their story makes me cry, and I wrote it….so go check it out.

Thanks again to everyone who has been supportive during this process, especially everyone over at Beachwalk Press…..

Less Than A Week to Go!!

To Be a Man comes out on Monday!

There will be a reader chat session on Monday that I’ll be participating in, so anyone out there who wants to ask about the book or anything about me, come on out and I’ll do what I can.

And, as promised, here is an excerpt from To Be a Man:

     Only behind the wheel of a car did Demetrius feel grounded. It was only then, going over a hundred miles an hour, that Demetrius felt in control of his life, that he felt like the whole world was there for his taking. There was so much in Demetrius’s life that had been out of his control. His mother’s death from cancer when he was only ten years old. His father’s cruelty as his grief turned him into a raging alcoholic. His amazing rise to stardom as the youngest race car driver to win the Indie 500, and then his quick demise when the doctors told him nerve damage in his hands could not be repaired with surgery. The damage made it impossible for him to hold a vibrating steering wheel at two hundred miles an hour, the same vibration that had caused the damage in the first place. But, the doctor kindly assured him, it would not affect his day to day life.

     What did they know? He could still drive like he was racing with the devil.

     That’s exactly what he was thinking as he watched that tree come racing toward him at just over ninety miles an hour.

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     He woke nearly a month later.

    The news was good and bad. Demetrius broke his pelvis, both his legs, and his right arm. Four ribs were broken and he had some internal bleeding. There were concerns about his head injuries, but those were healing with little lasting effect. And then there were the gashes to his face.

     The first time he looked in the mirror he was physically ill.

He looked like Frankenstein. It looked like his face had been deconstructed and put back together by a toddler.

     The doctors said they could fix it, but they had to wait for the fractures underneath to heal. That could take months. Months he would have to live with this monstrosity looking back at him every single day.

     It almost made the fact that he couldn’t walk seem minor.

     It would take time for his pelvis to heal, they said. And his legs were so badly crushed, he would probably have to relearn to walk when they healed. So, not only did he look like a monster, but he was now confined to a wheelchair like some sort of effeminate jackass.

To Be A Man Galley’s

Just finished proofing the galleys for To Be A Man. So excited. Just a few more weeks until its release.

August 18!

Funny how when you read something you’ve written, it still has the power to get to you. I remember crying when I wrote the last few chapters, but I was a little surprised that simply reading for grammar, punctuation, and other problems could still cause me to choke up. Can’t wait to share Sutton and Demetrius’ story with readers!

Keep an eye out. Plan to post an excerpt from the book here very soon….