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Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Sisterhood of the Traveling Blog Take 2 Day 4: Featuring Johanna Rae

I am very excited to host Johanna Rae. Her first book, The Mercenary is one of the best books I have ever read about shifters. And I love shifters! It was amazing so this excerpt I was totally jonesing to read when she sent it to me. I hope you enjoy it!!




I chose this scene to share because I feel it sets the tone for the whole book. It is presented to the reader part way through Chapter One and gives hint to the turbulent emotions Jodie is experiencing after where book one in the series finished off. It also provides an insight as to the style I write my shape shifters in, giving the reader a taste of all aspects of their life, not just their human sides. The Fury is estimated to be released near the middle of 2013.

EXCERPT FROM
Therian Secrets Book Two – The Fury
Johanna Rae

If Doug got engrossed enough in his work she might have as long as thirty minutes, if bored she could have as short as ten. Jodie needed to make it all the way across the expansive back lawn to the security fence before Doug did his next sweep.
Being as quiet as possible Jodie crept into the kitchen, shutting the door behind her. She tiptoed down the security passage, and pushed open the heavy steel door at the other end. Could it really be that simple? She wondered as she escaped out into the night.
The evening dew had already settled on the grass, and it felt refreshingly cool under her hot Therian feet. Jodie’s giraffe printed pajamas flapped about her legs as she ran, her long black hair billowing out behind her. I’m free! I’m going to make it; I’m actually going to make it.
She realized her mistake a split second ahead of time but by then she’d already put her hand on the security panel of the gate to the woods, fingers clasped around the wrought iron handle. They never locked it from the house side, so Jodie didn’t have to know the combination.
However as she began to drag open the gate, she realized even without being locked it would trip a sensor when opened, Doug would know she’d escaped. Just as the thought crossed her mind the overhead floodlights came on, illuminating Jodie like a performer on stage. For a second or two she froze and looked back at the house, her hair whipping about her face in the light breeze. Maybe Doug wouldn’t notice.
Yeah right. The heavy steel door to the house burst open, swinging back on its hinges so hard it almost closed again. Rufus stopped it with his arm, the muscles bunching in his bicep as he absorbed the impact. Oh great, Doug sent Rufus.
“Jodie!” He yelled as his massive bulk bypassed all six steps and sailed down to the ground below. “Don’t do this girl!”
I’ve got the gate open, what am I waiting for? Realization hit and Jodie bolted. As soon as she’d made it out of Rufus’s line of sight, Jodie stripped off her nightclothes and shifted forms. When the golden spotted fur had rolled down her limbs, and her body flowed into its alternate shape, Jodie felt as comforted as if she were in the company of an old friend.
At six feet seven and with the body mass of a small country, she knew that it would not take Rufus long to get to the gate. Though she sprinted as fast as she could, Jodie knew that she didn’t have much chance of outrunning him.
An almighty bellow told her he had shifted too. Rufus’s second form could be just as intimidating as his human one. As with most Therians, his polar bear stood much larger than it would be found occurring in the wild, those long lumbering strides of his would cover ground fast. Jodie had speed on her side but she took several strides for every single one of his. Flattening her ears against the sides of her head and growling deep in her throat, Jodie fought to push herself even harder.
She could hear branches snapping as the bear crashed through the undergrowth. Desperate to put distance between them, she pushed onward.  The plan had seemed like such a good idea fifteen minutes ago. Now Jodie tore through the forest in the wrong direction, trying to outrun someone fighting to protect her, someone she cared about. What the hell am I doing?
Behind her Rufus gained ground much quicker than she’d anticipated. He bellowed again, and Jodie felt the sound in her very bones. How angry is he? Jodie had never made Rufus mad before, and she didn’t think now a very good time to start.
Though not as articulate or academically smart as some of the guys in the Unit, Rufus Ramanui had a sense of honor that spoke for itself. A gentleman in every sense of the word, he fought hard for those he loved. The most selfless person Jodie knew, Rufus protected his family with a fierceness that could not be put into words. Even though Jodie wasn’t actually an agent in the unit, nor of his blood, Rufus had told her several times that he classed her as family. He wouldn’t let her get away, how could he? How could he keep her safe if she went off roaming around in the woods by herself?
Jodie caught a scent, and her feline instincts started to kick in. Oh crap, how long is it since I last hunted? Jodie knew the answer, too long. As unavoidable as that might be, she didn’t want to think about it right now. She tried to keep running from Rufus, but every part of her wanted to chase after the possum that she’d smelled.  Jodie’s paws skidded in the dirt as it finally got the better of her, and she made a sharp banking turn, taking off in the other direction.
Even upon bear features Jodie could see the surprise as she ran straight at Rufus. He tried to slow down but he’d gathered considerable speed, making it almost impossible to come to a dead stop so suddenly. Jodie dropped into a crouch and then sprang upward, jumping right over his enormous form. It would take time for Rufus to turn and pick up pace. Even though it hadn’t been intentional, Jodie had just given herself a lead. Another roar echoed through the trees as she pelted through the undergrowth. Yep, he’s definitely pissed off.
Jodie had the possum between her teeth when Rufus caught up to her. Lying relaxed on the leaf-littered forest floor, she began to devour her prize. Dragging himself into a sitting position, he towered above her, looking down in quiet discernment.


Link to Therian Secrets Book One – The Mercenary:

Link to Johanna Rae’s Facebook Page:



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http://ashleynemer.blogspot.com
http://aaronspeca.blogspot.com
http://johannamrae.blogspot.com/
http://lsbroomfield.blogspot.com/
https://www.facebook.com/AuthorSherrieHenry
http://stacymoran.blogspot.com/
http://torienjames.blogspot.com
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Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Sisterhood of the Traveling Blog Take2! Day 1featuring: Tracey Steinbach


I'm pleased to welcome Miss Tracey Steinbach to my blog. She writes about how she comes up with her names...I have to say that's always part of my fun too! Enjoy!!



In your upcoming works in progress or new releases, what did you find most challenging to write, or what gave you the most enjoyment accomplishing, aside from finishing the writing? 

In anything I write, I find transitions the most challenging. I know where I want to go with the story but getting there isn’t always an easy journey.  My characters take on minds of their own and sometimes what they want isn’t in my plans.  I enjoy the journey along with my heroes and heroines. It’s fun to see where they start and where they end up. 

Coming up with names for my characters is almost always a challenge. I use baby name sites online, searching by name meaning or origin. I also ask friends for input. I’ve also posted a description on my Facebook author page and asked for input from fans. I like getting feedback. 

I’m working on my first action/adventure romance. Describing explosions, showing action instead of telling, is a test of my writing skills.

I get great enjoyment out of making people laugh. Knowing I wrote something that had my reader grinning or laughing out loud is something I strive for when I write. If I have amused someone, I’ve accomplished something great.





Purchase Tracey's Books Here

Her Christmas Tree

Gray and Harrison

Cassie’s Choice



Sisterhood Of the Traveling Blog Sites

http://blog.amylkessler.com/ 
http://ashleynemer.blogspot.com
http://aaronspeca.blogspot.com
http://johannamrae.blogspot.com/
http://lsbroomfield.blogspot.com/
https://www.facebook.com/AuthorSherrieHenry
http://stacymoran.blogspot.com/
http://torienjames.blogspot.com
http://traceysteinbachmichael.webs.com/apps/blog/




Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Sisterhood of the Traveling Blog - Take 2! Day 1 -- Featuring Torie N. James

  


Welcome back, Sisterhood of the Traveling Blog! Things worked out so well last time that we all decided that round two was in order. I'm so glad to host for the first round my dear dear friend, Torie! She's been the driving force behind my writing and I'm so proud of her for getting her work together to share with all of you, our readers and fans. Come check out Torie's main guy Alex. Don't forget to check out my blog on Torie's site. Click here for it.


Sisterhood of the Traveling Blog The Sequel: Week One!

The character I’m most anxious to release on an unsuspecting public would HAVE to be Alexander Lakeland from my “Timeless Night” book, which I’m currently finishing up. I started out liking him and it’s just grown into that revered love only a writer can have for her creation. There’s something about him that has me digging deeper when I’m in my female protaganist’s head (Sabrina Foxworth) that literally compels me to drive HIM crazy. He’s everything that cool, calm and composed; not much ruffles his feathers. He values rationalization, logic and planning. The absolute polar opposite of Sabrina, who’s all about riding the Emo Coaster and employing every layer of reckless spontaneity she can muster. But that’s why I love him so entirely. He comes across as this overly proper, stick in the mud with Olde Worlde ideals and archaic methods of expressing himself that is a trip to break down until you finally see the “man” underneath the “monster”. At the root of it all, he has lost everything and everyone he ever loved and has been alone for almost a thousand years, even when surrounded. He created this massive wall of quiet contempt for people, while spending his eternity protecting humanity and searching for some remnants of his past. He lived in a wash of monochrome; black, grey and white. Then along comes Hurricane Sabrina and with one hearty gale, blows down his house of cards.

I love exposing his naked soul. That’s the part I love most about him and what I think the reader will, too. Everyday I work on the book I am constantly amazed at what he “shows” me or rather, allows me to see. This is his world and I’m just the observer, the teller of his tale, his voice.

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Also, I have the major honor of working with two amazing ladies, Stacy Moran and Ashley Nemer, on a soon to published poetry book courtesy of XoXo Publishing. Check us out at:


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Sisterhood Of the Traveling Blog Sites

http://blog.amylkessler.com/ 
http://ashleynemer.blogspot.com
http://aaronspeca.blogspot.com
http://johannamrae.blogspot.com/
http://lsbroomfield.blogspot.com/
https://www.facebook.com/AuthorSherrieHenry
http://stacymoran.blogspot.com/
http://torienjames.blogspot.com
http://traceysteinbachmichael.webs.com/apps/blog/