I started watching Vikings on the History Channel because…well, come on now, it was about Vikings! How could you not watch? I thought I’d be immersed into a time with a mystical flair. I had no idea I’d be swept into lust!
This show came as such a surprise to me. Ragnar, played by Travis Fimmel, isn’t just
fantastically hot, he’s talented as well. Every week, I became more engrossed
into the drama and the charisma of his character. Another benefit of the show is his
wife, played by Katheryn Winnick, reminds me of a urban fantasy heroine right
from the pages of some of my favorite series. By halfway through the first season, this show had replaced Game of Thrones for my top TV spot.
If you get the chance, I highly recommend checking out this series!
On to the goodies!
I’m giving away a $10 Amazon Gift Card and an ebook copy of The Keepers in either epub or mobi format.
Two days ago, Jo Davids was a waitress by night and a college kid by day, with the unnerving problem of objects floating around her.
One Day ago, Jo’s sexy boss, Cormac, noticed her for all the wrong reasons when she witnessed a man transform into a monster in the basement of his casino.
Today, Cormac ordered her shot.
If he’s real lucky, she won’t die. Because if she does, all hope is lost.
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When I started writing, I didn’t set out to write ethically ambiguous lead characters. Growing up, I loved a great book about good versus evil. So what happened? I didn’t exactly know myself.
When I started writing The Keepers, the more I wrote, the worse it got. Don’t get me wrong, I’d never meant to make them saints, but as I uncovered their pasts, they just got worse and worse and the bad deeds kept piling up. Even as I continue writing now, I’m a little taken aback myself at the things these people are willing to do.
And then I realized that as I’ve gotten older, I view everything a bit more cynically, and it’s bleeding into my creative side. Gone are the rose colored glasses of my youth and all the pedestals have been long since destroyed. This new world view is not as bad as it might seem though at first glance. I’ve found that I enjoy people’s flaws. I’ve learned to forgive much more easily than I ever did. And although the flaws might be more exaggerated in my novels, the characters are a hell of a lot fun to write.
I didn’t used to like ebooks. I couldn’t hold them in my hand, and there was no where to get them signed. I missed the atmosphere of an old book shop or quiet peaceful library, but now I’ve seen the light.
I still love a bookstore, but now there is no closing time. When I peruse the shelves, I have an almost endless choice of books instead of whatever shelf space is available. When I discover a new author I love, it has become so much easier to find their past works.
There is also the indie author. The works that I might not have gotten to enjoy before the ebook revolution started, because the gate keepers of traditional publishing thought they weren’t marketable. Books like Wool come to mind. Would I have ever gotten to enjoy them without ebooks?
Some say the market is becoming flooded. I say the more the merrier. Can there ever really be too many books?
When I started this series, the one thing I wanted, more than anything else, was to grow with my main protagonist. In life, bad things happen all the time, and they change who we are. I’m not the same person I was a few years ago. I’m definitely a different person than I was ten years ago. When I think back on some of the choices that I made in my younger years, I cringe and want to crawl under the nearest rock. So when me and my protagonist started our journey together, and she decided to make bad choices, I let her. She’s young and stupid right now, but if you give her a chance, she’s going to grow up like I did. It just might take a few books to happen.
I’ve read a lot of great books that end in tragedy. Books I loved, that were extremely well written, but for me, it’s not over until it is happily over. The way I see it, real life can be tough enough. All you have to do is look around to see someone suffering, but at heart, I’m an optimist. I like to believe everything works out in the end, and I don’t want to leave people on a down note. In my world, the evil villain will get what is coming to them. The guy will come to his senses and swear undying love. There won’t be sickness or money issues as they move into the house with the white picket fence.
It’s my way of holding onto the hope that no matter how bad it gets, if you dig deep and keep going, it will work out. Maybe it’s unrealistic, but until I’m dead and buried, I’ll be waiting for my own happily ever after.