Cover Reveal – It’s Complicated

I’m so excited to announce that It’s Complicated will be republished with Roane Publishing on December 4th, 2017. And today I finally get to share its beautiful new cover.

It’s Complicated is a sequel to Show No Weakness, and it’s Maggie Lapage’s story. As evident in Show No Weakness, Maggie can get herself in a little trouble at times. She calls it helping people. Others might call it meddling. Tom O’Shay is one of those other people. Problem is he needs her help, whether he wants it or not. And he definitely does not. That’s why It’s Complicated.

She’s a children’s counselor devoted to helping others; he’s a stubborn client reluctant to accept her assistance. He wants a warm and loving relationship; she prefers to keep things physical. Professional boundaries dictate neither of them can have what they want.

Having grown up with no one but herself to count on, Maggie Lapage carefully guards her feelings. Professionally, she goes above and beyond to give others the support she wishes she’d had as a child. When she develops a forbidden attraction to a client’s father, she does what she thinks is necessary, to save his family, and to protect her own heart.

Tom O’Shay finds his life caught in a nightmare when he risks losing custody of his daughter. It goes against his character to seek help, but he doesn’t have a choice. That doesn’t mean he has to like it. Everything changes when he falls hard for his daughter’s counselor, and he suddenly has two fights on his hands. One for his daughter, and another for the woman he loves.

It’s complicated, but is it impossible?


Monday Musings Welcomes Canadian Author, Susanne Matthews

Please help me welcome fellow author, Susanne Matthews, to Monday Musings. Today, Susanne is introducing us to her latest novel, a suspense romance, Sworn to Protect.

Book Blurb:

Four years ago, a car accident robbed Nancy Frost of her child and her mother, taking what was left of her marriage with it in the process. A forensic accountant, she agrees to look at a company’s books in a divorce case, trying to find hidden assets, but her meeting with the lawyer goes terribly wrong when the restaurant is attacked.

The moment US Marshal Neil Copeland discovers his wife has been shot in a Baltimore restaurant, he rushes to her side, determined not to let her down again. As the police investigate, evidence suggests the attack was a ploy to hide a specific hit. When a professional assassin tries to kill Nancy a second time, it’s clear that she was the target and whatever’s going on is a lot more complicated than they think.

When Nancy awakes after a month in an induced coma, not only does she not remember the attack on the restaurant, she doesn’t remember marrying Neil.

Faced with the challenge of protecting his wife from a powerful, faceless enemy, Neil must bring her up to date, dredging up all the sorrow that tore them apart in the first place, hoping something will jar her memory.

As he races against time, can he save her from an unknown assassin and convince her to give the love they once had a second chance?

Purchase link:


Unable to squelch her curiosity, Nancy put down the tear-soaked quilt, stood, and walked over to the extension on the bedside table. The number wasn’t a familiar one. She took a deep breath before picking up the receiver.

“Hello?” she answered, her voice husky.

“Nancy Frost?”

“Yes.” She didn’t recognized the man’s voice and hoped she hadn’t picked up on a telemarketer. It wasn’t a 1-800 number, but … Normally, she hated being rude to anyone, even annoying strangers at the end of a phone line; however, in her current mood, this guy might be in for a tongue lashing.

“This is Larry Jackson. I was speaking with Meredith Stone earlier, and she said you’d agreed to look at some financial records for me.”

The man’s voice was pleasant, but he sounded tired, and his words carried an undercurrent of frustration and anxiety.

“I’ll do what I can, Mr. Jackson,” she answered, trying to sound like the confident professional she needed to be.

Meredith might think she was the best in her field, but every time Nancy looked at a new set of books, doubt assailed her. What if she missed something critical?

“If there’s anything there, I’ll do my best to find it, but, as I’m sure Meredith told you, sometimes everything’s on the level. Unless there’s a second set of records hiding somewhere—”

“I wouldn’t put it past this sleaze ball,” Larry interrupted. “I just got off the phone with his lawyer. B. J. Pratt informed me they’re moving the meeting date up to Tuesday. I’d hoped to be able to give you more time, but he’s backing us into a corner. I’m sorry about this. I’ve emailed you the records we were given. Let me know if there’s anything missing.”

“Not a problem. I’ve come up against B. J. Pratt before. He won’t be happy you’re bringing me in on this.”

“That’s the best news I’ve heard all day.” Larry paused. “When can you have a look at them?”

“Later today. I’ll call you tomorrow if there’s anything suspicious.”

He chuckled, but she could sense his concern. “That’s all I’ll need, and don’t worry about the time and cost. The husband’s footing the bill.”

Nancy started. “Her husband’s paying to have me go through his company books and personal finances, and Pratt agreed to this?”

“They agreed to an independent audit and recommended a few local forensic auditors,” Larry answered, “but if they suggested them, I didn’t want to use them. Meredith tells me you’re the best there is, and that’s all I need to know. Pratt doesn’t know it’s you yet. I’ll let him know in the morning—maybe it’ll throw off his golf game.”

“It probably will,” she answered and chuckled, imagining the sour look on Pratt’s face. “I’ll get back to you tomorrow. Goodbye.”

Nancy hung up the phone, went into the bathroom, and washed her face. Staring at the haunted woman in the mirror forced her to admit the truth. She had to stop grieving before it killed her.

“This pity party is over.”

She wasn’t Cinderella, and there wasn’t a fairy godmother waiting to make all the terrible things in her life go away. Prince Charming had left the ball, taking his glass loafers with him. It was time for her to pick up her rags and get on with it. She reached for her purse and car keys. The first step was always the most difficult. Go big or go home.

About the author:

Amazon bestselling author Susanne Matthews was born and raised in Cornwall, Ontario, Canada. She is of French-Canadian descent. She’s always been an avid reader of all types of books, but with a penchant for happily ever after romances. A retired educator, Susanne spends her time writing and creating adventures for her readers. She loves the ins and outs of romance, and the complex journey it takes to get from the first word to the last period of a novel. As she writes, her characters take on a life of their own, and she shares their fears and agonies on the road to self-discovery and love.

Her first novel, Fire Angel, set the tone for an exciting new career.  While most of her books are romantic suspense, Susanne writes stories that range from contemporary to sci-fi and everything in between. She is a PAN member of the Romance Writers of America.

When she isn’t writing, she’s reading, or traveling to interesting places she can use as settings in her future books or as interesting entries for her blog, Living the Dream. During the summer she enjoys camping with her grandchildren and attending various outdoor concerts and fairs. In winter, she likes to cuddle by the fire and watch television.

Follow Susanne on her:  Website   Facebook page   Twitter @jandsmatt   Amazon author page  and  Goodreads author page


Release Day Blitz and Giveaway for Show No Weakness

I’m so pleased and excited that my first book baby is back on the market. Roane Publishing released Show No Weakness today and as part of the celebrations, we’re doing a giveaway.

You can visit any or all of the following blogs to enter the contest.

I’ve updated my bookshelf with my lovely new cover and blurb, and have included some buy links. I’ll add Amazon as soon as it becomes available. You can check it out here.

I’ve also posted a fresh excerpt. To read it, click here.

Show No Weakness Cover Reveal

Here it is, my lovely new cover for Show No Weakness! I particularly like how Roane Publishing was able to use the same two cover models as on the original cover. I’ve come to think of them as Cole and Joely.

It’s difficult for me right now to show the appropriate enthusiasm and appreciation for this wonderful cover because I very recently lost my beloved Mom. My first thoughts were, “I can’t do this.” And then I remembered how proud my little mom was of my writing and what a supporter of my work she was. She wouldn’t want me to ignore this special milestone any more than she would want me to wallow in my grief.

So this one’s for you, Mom. Isn’t it pretty?


Interview With Author Tricia Schneider

Today on Monday Musings we’re visiting with author, Tricia Schneider, to talk about her new release, The Pirate’s Lady.

Welcome, Tricia. Please introduce yourself.


Tricia Schneider is an author of historical, paranormal and gothic romance. Before the supernatural took possession of her pen, she worked for several years as Assistant Manager and bookseller at Waldenbooks. After the store closed, she turned to writing fiction full-time. She has written both short stories and full-length novels published by The Wild Rose Press, including her newest book, The Pirate’s Lady, and her historical paranormal romance series, The Merriweather Witches. Tricia is a member of Romance Writers of America. She lives in the Pennsylvania coal region with her musician husband, their 4 young children and 3 rescued cats.

Working at a bookstore would be one of my greatest joys and probably my biggest downfall – all my wages would go to buying books. What does your family think of your writing? Have they read your work?

My husband and children all encourage me to keep writing, but then rarely give me the opportunity! I’m envious of those writer friends of mine who have families who cook and clean so they can go write. That doesn’t happen in my house! I’ve been a writer for longer than I’ve been a wife or a mother, so none of them are really impressed. It’s just something that I’ve been doing for as long as they remember. My husband is very selective with his reading and the romance genre isn’t his type of book. Although, I am his favorite author whose books he’s never read!

Yup, same here. None of my boys or my hubby have read my books, but they’re great fans. Where do you write? Describe your writing space.

I’d love to say that I have an office where I can close the door and escape each day to write, but my house isn’t big enough for that. I can’t even claim the closet! No, my writing space is typically the sofa in the living room. I have a laptop that I keep on the end table (next to my craft box!) so it’s easily accessible. Then I can open it whenever I have a few minutes to type. These days, I usually write during my 18 month-old son’s nap time. But, there are times where I write while he’s busy playing with toys or occupied with his siblings.

Do you listen to music while you write? If so, are your song choices different with each book?

Most of the time, yes, I do listen to music while I write. If the kids are all playing nicely, I’ll grab my headphones and get to typing as fast as I can because I never know how long that will last. I need the music to distract me from the noise of the kids playing or if my husband turns on the television. My typical writing music is Type O Negative. It’s dark, moody and loud which fits nicely for most of the paranormal stories that I write. Sometimes, I’ll hear a particular song which strikes me as inspirational for a story so I’ll listen to that. Right now, I’m listening to Staind for the paranormal romance I’m writing for NaNoWriMo. I listened to the Pirates of the Caribbean soundtrack for The Pirate’s Lady. That was fun!

What do you enjoy doing when you’re not writing?

I’m an avid reader with an out-of-this-world TBR list that keeps growing faster than I can read. And if that’s not enough, this year I taught myself how to knit. I knit, crochet or cross-stitch while I’m watching TV. I’ve made a few baby blankets and scarves for my kids. I knitted a dress for my 6 year-old daughter and I’m currently working on a sweater for my husband. I also knitted fingerless gloves for myself for when I’m writing in the winter. My house is over 150 years old and drafty. Those gloves keep my hands toasty while I’m typing on the keyboard!

Wow, you did a great job teaching yourself to knit. I taught myself too, but never progressed beyond chair covers and little blankets for my wee dog. I’m also a voracious reader. I think most authors are. What are you reading right now?

I’m currently reading Almost a Princess by Elizabeth Thornton. It’s a historical romance set in England during the Regency era. This is Book #4 of her Men from Special Branch series.

How long have you been writing and how did you decide to become a writer?

I wrote my first full-length novel when I was 15 years-old. It was during summer vacation and I was bored. I’d had an intensely vivid dream the night before, so I began writing the dream and it quickly turned into a novel. I wrote that story in a week! But, I had nothing else to do back then and it was so much fun! Before that, I’d written several short stories to entertain myself and my little brother. Basically, I’ve been writing for fun since I could pick up a pencil. The thought of publishing my stories never even crossed my mind until I took a creative writing class during my senior year of high school. The teacher had mentioned one of my story assignments to my classmates, recommending that they should read it. Really, I was such a shy kid so I was embarrassed by the attention. Later, he took me aside after class to encourage me to seek publication. He believed with a little more work, I’d be able to get my stories published. That was the beginning for me. I started reading and studying every book I could find about writing fiction.

Good for you! When did you first become published?

During the next few years after high school, I published a few poems in some poetry anthologies and won a few awards and honorable mentions for my work. Then a writer friend told me about a calls for submission for a werewolf romance anthology with The Wild Rose Press. I wrote The Witch and the Wolf and submitted it to the publisher. Although my story wasn’t selected for the anthology, the senior editor liked it so much she contracted it as a regular submission. My first romance book was published in 2010.

That’s wonderful and speaks to your writing talent! Are you a plotter or pantser?

I’ve always seen myself as a pantser, but lately I believe I’ve grown into a combination of the two. A plantster? Whenever I get a story idea, I write down as much as I can, recording every bit of information I have for the novel. It’s never a complete outline, but it’s enough to give me a bit of direction. I fill in the holes while I write and I’m often equally thrilled and appalled by the idea of what happens next? It’s kind of like I’m reading the book as I’m writing it.

Your process sounds very similar to mine. Whatever works, I say. Is it difficult or easy for you to come up with titles and character names?

Titles are not my thing! I have no clue when it comes to titles. I’ve been lucky that most of my published novels have been rather easy to name like The Pirate’s Lady. Simple. Self-explanatory. You already have an idea what the story is about just by reading the title. However, I do have a work-in-progress that is nearly complete and is still untitled. I’ve been working on this particular project for over a year and I still have no name for it. I might have to get help with that one. Character names are much easier for me. Despite the full shelf of baby name books I have in my library/dining room, the names for my characters most often pop up while I’m brainstorming the story. Sort of like the characters tell me their own names. They introduce themselves to me.

Ah, those titles. So important and so hard to nail down. Good luck with that work-in-progress. I hope the perfect title comes to you soon. When you finish writing a book, how long before you begin writing the next one?

I always have a work-in-progress at some stage. Being the kind of writer that doesn’t adhere to a strict outline, sometimes I get to a point in my story where the characters stop talking to me and I just don’t know what happens next. When that occurs, I take a break from that story and move onto something else. I hop from story to story, so I actually have about 3 stories going at the same time. When I finally finish one story, I’m already involved in another story so I don’t really wait in between my writing. I just move on to one I haven’t finished yet.

You’re very lucky that way. I can only focus on one storyline at a time, or I might accidentally end up with crossover characters, haha. Tell us about The Pirate’s Lady.


Captain Marco Dante was captured and sentenced to hang two years ago, but he escaped before his punishment was carried out. Now he’s come back to the woman whose memory kept him alive those long months in prison. Arianne had been his grand passion, but he failed to see how much she meant to him until it was too late. Can he recapture her heart? Or has he lost her forever?

Arianne never imagined she’d see her notorious pirate lover again. Though her heart sings with joy at his return, she knows he hasn’t come back for her but for the treasure he left behind. She agrees to help him find it, but can her heart withstand one more adventure with him?

Good stuff! We’d love to read an excerpt.

“I have a life here now.”

“There’s nothing for you here. Your place is by my side. In your heart, you know ’tis true.”

She looked away, turning her gaze to the ocean’s waves pounding the beach with hypnotic rhythm. A few moments ago, she sat here, mulling over her life’s misfortunes and attempting to reach a decision about her future.

Her fate.

Arianne shook her head. “I no longer travel your path. You sail without me, my friend.”

She pushed her bare toes into the grainy sand and stood, brushing the remaining sand that clung to her petticoats. In the silence of the crashing waves, she turned and walked away.

Inside, her heart bled. Yet, she deserved no better. Her life led to this heartache. That she walked away from this man now, after all this time only confirmed it.

“Arianne, you’re coming with me.”

His serious tone warned her of his intentions. She spun to face him, unsheathing her sword in time to block his attack. The sound of metal striking metal pierced the moonlit darkness. Her ears rang with the sound.

They stood, neither moving. She stared into his eyes. “You would take me by force?”

“Never by force,” his voice lowered to a growl. “You will come willingly.” And he smiled, that knowing one she hated.

She let out a howl of outrage and swung her sword. He easily blocked. They stepped a deadly dance of striking blades, until again they were trapped by heated gazes.

Her breathing was heavy, labored, filled with excitement. She looked at his lips, wanting to taste them but knowing she dared not. Her will was never strong around him. With one touch she might lose herself and want him again for forever. But that dream would never be achievable with Marco.

With him, she’d always be alone.

“Come with me, Arianne.”


She pushed away and again they danced. Her feet moved lightly as she sprang, her petticoats swirling with each movement though she hoped they would not entangle her legs. Her arm swung with lithe movements as she fought. She equaled him with skill and grace. Each time their swords clashed, the noise pierced her soul. That she fought him was a testament to her determination to escape his tyranny over her heart. She could not succumb to him again.

As they battled, a sheen of sweat appeared upon his brow. The exposed skin of his chest glistened in the moonlight. His arms flexed as he swung his sword. His grace, his power, his energy seduced her.

Her heart pounded. Her skin ached to touch his. The heat in her lower regions grew to a fiery inferno. She trembled.

Again, they locked blades.

They stood a moment, staring. His gaze burned into her soul. She licked the salty sweat from her upper lip, and his eyes followed the movement with utter fascination.

He pushed their swords away. With his free hand, he grabbed her shoulder, pulling her tight against his chest. Arianne tilted her head to look into his eyes. The blue depths called to her, like the ocean’s waves licking at her feet. The yearning to go to him was too great. She hadn’t the will to fight.

She does go, right? She must. 🙂 What inspired you to write about these particular characters?

I was driving to the grocery store one day when a scene flashed in my mind. A man and a woman in 18th century clothing battling with swords on a sandy beach by the ocean. The image intrigued me and soon I began asking all sorts of questions about these two people. Why were they fighting? Where were they? Who were they? What were their secrets? By the end of the day, I’d written a brief story idea about Marco and Arianne.

Don’t you love it when a story falls together like that? Is this a stand-alone story or part of a series?

At this point, The Pirate’s Lady is a stand-alone story that I felt compelled to write. I can’t promise I won’t write about one of the secondary characters down the road someday. It could eventually grow into a series, but right now I have no plans for it.

What can we expect from you after this? Which of your projects is next?

I’m participating in National Novel Writing Month again this year. I’m writing a New Adult Paranormal Romance titled Loving Boone. I don’t really have much of a description for it yet since I’m only half-way finished. I can tell you that the hero is a shapeshifter and the heroine is called home from college when trouble arises with her father.

Sounds intriguing. Where can we find you and your books on the internet? Please share your links with us.





The Wild Rose Press



Thank you for visiting us today, Tricia. Best of luck with The Pirate’s Lady and all your future writing endeavors.

Breaking News!


I’m excited to announce that Show No Weakness has been given an offer to publish. This is all in the early stages, the contract hasn’t been signed, and I don’t know if the company will also want to publish It’s Complicated, but I’m thrilled at the possibility of having my first book-baby back out there again.

I’m not sure how much editing will need to be done or how long their publishing process takes. Meanwhile, I plan to focus my energy on finishing the third book in this series, in hopes that this new publisher will be interested in all three books. Which means, posts to this blog might become sporadic. I’ll still host the occasional author, and I’ll definitely share photos and stories of my adventures, and I’ll also post relevant writing updates as they happen.

So, if you’re looking for me, I’ll be busy getting reacquainted with both my laptop (poor thing hadn’t been turned on since July and needed a zillion updates) and my story, which has been neglected far longer than that.



Enter to Win a Paperback Copy of Eleanor Webster’s No Conventional Miss!

To celebrate her upcoming release, Married for His Convenience, Eleanor Webster is giving away 5 copies of her first book, No Conventional Miss.  To enter to win, just join her newsletter list!  Five subscribers will be chosen at random on November 1, 2016.


About Eleanor Webster

Eleanor Webster has a passion for many things, the most ardent likely being shoes.

But she’s also passionate about a story well told.  With the help of some debutantes and viscounts and a twist of the unknown, Eleanor’s stories weave a tale of enchantment, hope, and most importantly, love.

When not writing, you’ll find Eleanor dreaming of being a world traveler, reading, running, reading, hiking in the wilds of British Columbia, where she makes her home with her husband and two daughters, and – did we mention reading?


No Conventional Miss blurb

Amaryllis Gibson is an unlikely debutante. She favors fact over fashion, cares not for “proper” conversation and is haunted by ghostly visions which could land her in the madhouse! Marriage is definitely the last thing on Rilla’s mind…

But when she’s caught in a compromising position with Viscount Wyburn, suddenly she finds herself betrothed! And worse, his powerful presence only increases her visions. By shedding light on the viscount’s past, can Rilla gain his trust and win him round to her more…unconventional traits?

Enjoy an Excerpt…

“They came earlier. I directed them to change horses and proceed to London as we’re leaving tomorrow.’ Paul sipped his wine.

‘We are? But we were supposed to stay a week.’ Rilla laid down the massive fork with a clatter.

‘I altered our plans.’

‘Without talking to me?’

‘I do not make decisions about my household in committee.’

‘“In committee”? We are not in Parliament. I am your wife and you’re moving me around like so much baggage!’

Anger blossomed, although it was less about his autocracy and more about that tiny unacceptable frisson of relief.

‘I would not use that unflattering description,’ Paul said. ‘But, yes, I will make the travel arrangements for my household as I see fit.’

‘Perhaps I don’t want to go to London.’

‘I thought you’d be glad.’

‘Because…’ Her stomach lurched. The incident sprang huge between them.

‘I thought Wyburn not salubrious to your health.’

His admission made her angrier. She balled her hands to fists. Her jaw tightened. ‘My health is robust. Besides, my parents discussed—’ She stopped. Her parents spoke about everything—village doings, their children, their hopes and dreams.

But this was no such union.

‘We are not your parents.’ His voice, though soft, cut.

‘No,’ she said.

They continued eating in an uncomfortable silence, broken only by the clinking of knives and forks.

Irritation at him and at her own vulnerable relief tangled in Rilla’s mind. She wanted to leave this place. Yet his choice to do so perversely annoyed.

Edison refilled their glasses, cleared the plates and served a sweet, fluffy concoction for their pudding. Then he left and silence again enclosed them.

‘I think I will retire and leave you to your port,’ Rilla said at last, rising from her chair.

Paul stood, but made no effort to detain her. ‘Rest well. We leave after breakfast. I hope that is convenient.’

“She nodded. He offered her his arm and she placed her hand on his sleeve, conscious of taut muscles under the cloth and the smell his cologne.

They moved towards the door, stopping at its threshold and she was suddenly aware of their solitude, of the warmth of his breath and the height and strength of him.

He fastened his gaze on hers, placing his hand against her cheek. She tingled at this touch. Her anger dwindled, turning into something else.

She bit her lip. His breath quickened. With a quick, almost violent movement, he possessed her mouth with heat and power and need.

Stepping back abruptly, he allowed his hands to fall from her. ‘I apologise. That was not appropriate.’

‘We’re married.’

‘And therefore must restrain ourselves in the dining room.’

‘Perhaps you are too ruled by restraint,’ she said softly.

‘Or you are too swayed by emotion.’

She flinched at the words. Was it always to be thus—this guarding of words and actions? This fear of sentiment?

‘Rather that than to be a statue,’ she retorted.

As she left, she glanced back. Paul stood by the fireplace. He gripped the mantel with both hands, his head bowed low, a solitary figure.

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