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A Deathly Light Cover Reveal – And a Surprise!

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You know what day it is. Cover Reveal day! One of my favorite days in Writerville. I can’t tell you how long I’ve been waiting to reveal this cover, as I put it together long before I actually started writing the book (pretty sure it’s been collecting dust on my hard-drive for at least two years).

The book, however, has been planned since long before I created the cover. I came up with the idea years and YEARS ago, and while I’ve grasped time and time again at the right opportunity to sit down and write the thing (it’s had a number of ‘false starts’ consisting of a few cringe-worthy pages that I hope I tore up), I’m actually glad it’s taken me so long to get to the real deal. Why? Because it’s allowed the story to germinate. To evolve. To thoroughly permeate my subconscious so I have a really…

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Summoned – Author Spotlight

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englishsummonedTwenty-three year old Dimitri has to do what he is told – literally. Controlled by a paranormal bond, he is forced to use his wits to fulfill unlimited deadly wishes made by multimillionaire Karl Walker. Dimitri has no idea how his family line became trapped in the genie bond. He just knows resisting has never ended well.

When he meets Syd – assertive, sexy, intelligent Syd – he becomes determined to make her his own. Except Karl has ensured Dimitri can’t tell anyone about the bond, and Syd isn’t the type to tolerate secrets.

Then Karl starts sending him away on back-to-back wishes. Unable to balance love and lies, Dimitri sets out to uncover Karl’s ultimate plan and put it to an end. But doing so forces him to confront the one wish he never saw coming – the wish that will destroy him.

A dark twist on genie folklore…

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Wonderland Release Date

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Welcome to Wonderland. Isn’t it a wonder that you’re still alive.

At last! I am able to announce the release date for Wonderland. Drum-roll please…. If all goes well, it should hit shelves on April 30th! If you haven’t already, be sure to grab your copy of Paradise while it’s $0.99 so you’re ready for this thrilling next installment in the Deadly Lush saga.


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A Terrible Secret Only the Flowers Know

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Another excerpt from the editing of Wonderland! Enjoy.


Past the threshold of the island, into the depths of the jungle, through unfamiliar overgrown territory, it occurred to Shiloh that Fate was perhaps as ironic as it was an opportunist. For she was struck not by the raging violence that was known to inhabit the wilderness, but the vast, overwhelming loneliness. It was a quiet day, a thick, eddying tranquility saturating the perfumed air. She stopped in a sweeping glade to look around at the rippling wildflower emptiness, and a haunting nostalgia came over her. In that moment she truly felt how haunting the beauty of Paradise was, like a fairytale under a curse.

Because even on a silent, peaceful day, the silence represented the fact that no human life thrived here, and the why was a tragic, bloody memory trapped in the quietly blooming hush.

A terrible secret…

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Write the Scenes You Don’t Think Belong in Your Book

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by Meg Dowell

Last week, I wrote a scene that both surprised and amazed me. NOT because I’m the best writer ever or because it’s the greatest piece of prose a human has ever written (nope and, uh, NOPE), but because I never planned on writing it at all.

In fact, the moment the idea wedged its way into my head, I immediately tried to reject it.

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The Charmed Life of a Writer – Day 2

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The acrid, cozy musk of yesterday’s fire still lingers in the air, wafting from the charred, white-brick fireplace. Even thicker than the smoky scent in the air is nostalgia. The kind that comes with evergreen trees and twinkly lights and glitter-frosted fluffy scarves and the slant of the winter sun cutting through cold windowpanes.

We’ve decorated the hearth with two miniature trees, the branches enchanted with pin-prick white lights; the mantle drips with glistening, snowy Poinsettias.

A make-shift desk has been propped in front of the fireplace, because I couldn’t stand not to make this my newest writing haunt.


The slant of the sun glances off the laptop screen, making me squint to make out what I’m typing. But I’m piled with at least two books that I take turns reading intermittently, and at least three notebooks that I pause to scrawl notes in. (Shame on me for ending on…

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