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Guest Blog: Elaine Lowe

One of the things I love most about writing is when an idea just strikes at some random moment, be it in the shower, while waiting at a turn signal, or filling out tax forms. That image or idea begins to itch in the back of my brain, taking shape and form and building up an entire storyline to justify its existence. That’s exactly what happened to me for Magic Eights, my latest contemporary paranormal, coming out with Ellora’s Cave on July 8th.


I was in the middle of writing a completely different book, a historical set in Hawaii that I am still plugging away on, when this insistently horny wife popped into my mind’s eye while I should have been refining my chapter outlines. Susanna was lying in her bathtub, holding a prognosticating Magic Eight ball, and asking it ridiculously erotic questions involving activities to try with her workaholic husband. Well, she would not leave me alone, and so in very short order her story came out as Magic Eights.


It’s a fun, steamy romp for me, different then a lot of my books. Most of my books are historicals with lots and lots of heavily researched plot. This is sex, sex and more sweet, hot sex. It’s the magic-enhanced dream world of a happily married couple, and it was so much fun to write. Susanna has finally left me alone, but her friend Esme is bugging me now. She’s the witch who gave Susanna that enchanted Magic Eight ball as an anniversary present, and now she wants her own story told. I have a feeling that my Hawaiian epic is going to get interrupted again!


Still, I wouldn’t have it any other way. I often have two or three manuscripts going at any one time, and countless short flash fictions and drabbles. The more I write, the more I write, and I like to keep my mind agile with whatever is flowing the best. At the moment my main projects are that infamous interrupted Hawaiian story, which is part of my Passion Magi series along with Enchant the Dawn, Reveal the Heart, Foretell the Flame and Command the Wind. Competing for my writing attention is a very cool tale of demigods and would-be vampires set in 1880’s London, with a five thousand year old heroine and a snarky thermodynamics professor. And finally, there’s the first stirrings of Esme’s tale, which is shaping up to be a whole lot of fun.


I’ve got a whole huge file of story ideas, and characters that occasionally pop into the forefront of my mind and demand that I scribble notes about them on paper napkins, the back of envelopes, or the always useful palm of my hand. After all, I’ve got a day job, or two, and I’m a mom and a wife, and I’ve got to grasp on to inspiration when it comes and hold on tight to the heart and soul of it before it disappears back down into the chaos of the everyday.


I hope you check out Magic Eights when it comes out next week, but if you just can’t wait to take a look at my writing, a lot of my older books on are sale right now at Amazon and All Romance eBooks! And my recent releases Mask of Ice and the anthology Some Like it Sweet, deliver more hot and sweet romance with a touch of magic.


Want to know more about my writing and me? Check out my webpage at www.elainelowenovels.com, or connect with my on Twitter. I’m elainelowe there, and I tweet about anything and everything, although I promise I won’t give a play by play of how I brush my teeth, but you might see pictures of my latest goggles I’ve acquired for my steampunk Dickens costume, or get a hot and juicy quote from whatever manuscript I’m working on at the moment. I also love to hear comments, ideas and input from readers, so drop on in and say howdy or send me an email at elalowe@gmail.com. Have fun and keep reading!


Elaine Lowe

Blurb for Magic Eights:

A casual wish by a frustratingly horny wife and a most unexpected bit of magic results. Susanna walks into her kitchen to see two copies of William, her husband of eight years. When they both seduce her, she’s helpless to resist. Who would want to? When another copy walks in and makes love to her, and another, she ceases to ask why, only, how much can she take?

Seven copies, one original and all of them want to push her to the very brink. Can she handle them all? Sinful satisfaction is the best anniversary present, and eight is Susanna’s lucky number.

Twilight Thursday

Sorry for the long hiatus! We hope to be back up and running with author interviews and such in the next week or two!

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Wistful Wednesday

Team Mikey

For writers, inspiration can come from anywhere and for me, that inspiration has come from the situation involving my cousin and her fourteen year old son. Two weeks ago, Mikey was a vibrant, likable kid who has the world at his feet and a world of possibilities laid out before him, ripe for the taking. Today, he's in Children's Hospital in Boston, fighting for his life after suffering from cardiac arrest. This piece from our local news portrays his story eloquently and it is really worth the time to read and to watch the video that accompanies it. Here's another great article from my cousin's local paper.

What inspires me about this story isn't just my personal involvement in it, but the fact that my cousin's condition is a mystery to the doctors, who still haven't figured out what is going on with him. More than that, it is the support system that has rallied around my cousin and her family, not just Mikey, the people who are keeping her and her husband and other children motivated and positive in this trying time. They call themselves Team Mikey and they even have a Facebook page where they share encouraging words for their friend and his family. For them, I can only say thank you for taking such good care of my family.

What are the stories that inspire you?

PANTASM FRIDAY

Madison's Life Lessons on the Road to Hell: SNOW'S HEAT by NICOLE HICKS: "*last minute touch-ups on hair as the producer counts down with his fingers…three…two…one…is cued to begin with a red light on the camera..."

Wistful Wednesday

Healing and Spiritually

by

Susan Peterson Avitzour,

Author of And Twice the Marrow

of Her Bones

At the age of twelve, my daughter Timora was diagnosed with leukemia.  I’d like to share with you how Reiki, a traditional Japanese healing technique, helped her for a good part of her time in this world, until she left it at the age of eighteen.  The story is, I believe, a wonderful example of how body and spirit are intertwined, and how attending to our spiritual side can help us even as we face physical hardship.
Reiki, which means “mysterious atmosphere; spiritual power,” channels healing energy from the spiritual world through a practitioner’s hands into the body of a person who is physically or emotionally suffering.


When Edna, the Reiki Master to whom we turned, laid hands on Timora, her pain would decrease, the color would return to her face and lips, and she would relax as she could under no other circumstances.  She told me it was if a gentle light was radiating from Edna’s hands and spreading throughout her body.  Edna taught her to lay hands on herself between sessions, which relieved not only her pain, but also the depression that would grip her from time to time, and helped her sleep on nights when everything seemed just too much to bear.


No less important than the treatments themselves were the five Reiki Principles that Edna taught Timora to recite every day:


Just for today, I’ll let go of anger.
Just for today, I’ll let go of worry.
Just for today, I’ll be grateful for what I have.
Just for today, I’ll work with integrity.
Just for today, I’ll be kind to others and to myself.


Timora, raised in our observant Jewish family, had always had a strong religious sensibility, but Reiki gave her the opportunity to express her spiritual leanings directly and practically.  After three treatments, she asked to study Reiki in order to practice it herself.


I’ve written a memoir entitled And Twice the Marrow of Her Bones, which describes my journey with Timora over the six-plus years of her illness, and without her after she died.  In it, I describe how she delighted in her ability to relieve other people’s suffering, even when she herself was undergoing the most extreme of treatments:


Timora was a natural healer, a vessel for a life-affirming energy that would pass through her to others when she laid hands on them…. Once, while she was hospitalized for her second bone marrow transplant, Tehila, [a hospital] volunteer… came to visit her feeling nervous and upset about something that was happening in her life at that time. Timora got out of her bed and made Tehila lie down. She then stood by the bedside and gave her a Reiki treatment.  Tehila fell asleep almost instantly and woke up a short time later feeling much better, saying she hadn’t had such a refreshing and relaxing rest in a very long time. Timora later told me the healing energy that had passed through her body into Tehila had refreshed and eased her as well – physically as well as spiritually.


Timora’s Reiki journey didn’t end, it seems, even with her death. Edna has told me that sometimes, when she is treating a client, she feels Timora right there alongside her, strengthening the energy that is pouring through her and into the person they’re both helping.


Edna told Timora the day we met her, “Reiki won’t cure you, but it can heal you.”  After my daughter’s experience, there is no doubt in my mind that whatever our burdens, if we open ourselves to what the spiritual world has to offer us, it will help us heal – by easing and enriching our path through this unpredictable, and often cruel, material world.

To learn more about Susan Avitzour, author of And Twice the Marrow of Her Bones, we invite you to visit her site - http://www.fiveyearslater.blogspot.com. For the full virtual tour schedule, visit http://bookpromotionservices.com/2011/01/06/twice-the-marrow-virtual-tour/


(My apologies to the author. After several attempts, I was unable to upload pictures of the author and her book to blogger.)

TWILIGHT THURSDAY

Thanks so much, Gracen, for having me here today! For readers who don’t know, I write erotic romance with my husband under the pen name Adriana Kraft.

When Lara Zielinsky proposed that the Sapphic Planet (www.sapphicplanet.com ) authors create a twelve-book Lesbian series on the signs of the Zodiac, hubs and I knew immediately which sun sign we wanted to write and who we’d match our heroine up with: Cancer and Aquarius. You can connect with the entire collection of Sapphic Signs HERE, and our story for Cancer just joined them yesterday: The Lady Wants More.

The two of us have lived the Cancer/Aquarius combination all our married lives, so we know up close and personal how these two signs fit together. Or not. To have some fun with it, we decided a little research wouldn’t hurt. Here’s a paragraph from Astrology.com (http://www.astrologycom.com/cancer.html ) that made my husband laugh out loud – oh, did I say he’s the Aquarian, I’m Cancer?

“Paradoxically combining a love of travel with a deep need for security, you (Cancer) surround yourself with sentimental objects from the past, including souvenirs, hand-me-downs and keepsakes. Cancerians are remarkably good at accumulating things; indeed, you can be unwilling to throw anything out.”

Um. Desperately cleaning closets as I write! That also applies to our memories – Cancer tends to cling to the way things were. Naturally I tend to think that all those things –keepsakes and memories – are going to be useful. If nothing else, I’ll put them in a book!

Here’s another one from the same source:

“The emblem for Cancer is the Crab, a creature with a very hard shell which protects a soft interior. The crab walks sideways, which is how the Cancerian skirts around a problem until forced to take it on with gritty determination and a creative flair.”

I love the “creative flair” reference, but have to cop to the sideways style. I’d always much rather take an indirect approach and solve a problem without a frontal attack.

As you can see, living with a Cancer Sun Sign can be a trial – all the more so, if your sun sign is Aquarius, according to Zodiac Signs:

“They are very unconventional and always full of excitement. An Aquarius friend always makes life fun…Conventional people beware, Aquarius likes to shock and deviate from the norm, this is how they live.”

So that’s the challenge we set for our two characters, Janet Baxter (Cancer) and Brenda Cassidy (Aquarius):

BLURB

The Lady Wants More: Janet Baxter keeps her post-divorce life neatly compartmentalized: Secure job, spacious Westchester County home, successful adult children, dependable community volunteer activities. Why is she drawn – for the first time ever – to attend her twenty-year college reunion in New York City?

Always a free spirit, Brenda Cassidy is comfortably bisexual and has no plans to ever settle down. But a fling? The reappearance of svelte, reserved Janet Baxter in Brenda’s life is nothing less than a gift, worthy of every enticement Brenda can conjure up. Can Brenda seduce Janet into an endless night of the lovemaking they enjoyed too briefly as college roommates? What if the lady wants more?

EXCERPT

Brenda spun around to face Janet when they got to the far corner of the dance floor. She knew Janet would prefer to be in the corner rather than on the front edge where bar patrons could easily gawk at them. She, herself, preferred center stage but—she grinned at her partner—tonight she’d cater to Janet’s desires. She just wished she could get a better read on her former roommate’s desires. Did they include her, yet? There was no need to rush things now that they’d reconnected after all these years.

Brenda had already decided that Janet needed, once again, to break out of her shell and get on with her life. Of course she’d often been accused of making quick judgments, if not rash ones. But surely the universe hadn’t crossed their paths just so they could share a drink and swap life stories. While she wasn’t looking for a permanent relationship, whatever that was, she was always on the lookout for a relationship that might offer enough challenge and spice to keep her going for more than a night or two.

Brenda grinned at Janet. She knew for certain this tall dark haired women with gorgeous long legs could provide ample challenge and spice for some time. She held out her hands, interlaced her fingers with Janet’s and picked up the beat to the fast paced hip hop music. At arm’s length they swayed and stepped to the music. They circled each other.

Brenda filled her lungs. Her body throbbed with the music. Her brain clicked into hypersensitive mode—once again, she’d become the huntress. “Are you ready for me?”

A couple more excerpts (with a little more spice) are posted at my blog, with more about the book.

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http://adrianakraft.com/

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Wistful Wednesday

Stanley Fever (Stanley Cup, That Is)

Okay, so I finally finished the edits on my next book (Sloane Wolf, to be released soon by MuseItUp Publishing), just in time to become embroiled in Stanley Cup fever. Now, I don't profess to be a hockey fanatic (that would be my two cousins, Alison and Cindy), indeed I rarely watch a game. Nevertheless, I somehow became caught up in the fever (my daughter was talked into watching with a friend and I caught it from her) and have been watching the games since a team beloved in New England won a pivotal play-off game that put them in the finals!

So this post is just a little way for me to show some love to the boys in the black and gold. Whatever happens tonight, they have been absolutely amazing. Here are some highlights of the latest game: 

Wistful Wednesday

Still Revising

Do you ever get stuck in a cycle and feel like it will never end? Yeah, that's me right now. I am still deep into the edits of my second (to be published) book and I'm starting to feel like there's no end in sight. And this is the second round of editing! Apparently, my changes from the first round never showed up in the file I sent to my editor, so I had to find the other file (it was a backup copy - thank heavens for backups!) and incorporate the changes I'd made in Round One into the new suggestions from Round Two. Grrrr.....

So, I have little of value to report to you today. Instead, I'll leave you with something fun.