Friday, June 12, 2015

June 12. New Release

Whew!  This day finally arrived! 
 
You can't imagine how many pins and needles I've been sitting on while I waited.
 
Amazon released the print book on June 9, and today, June 12, the eBook is here.
 
 

 
 
It's also available from other booksellers.
 
 
Several lovely authors are hosting me on their blogs today, and each one has different excerpts from the book.  The authors also interviewed me, and I tried to share stuff you might not have heard before.  Please stop by these blogs and say hello. I'd be honored if you did.
 
 
 
Here are a few additional excerpts
 
    "We don’t order many pairs that small. Let me check and I’ll be right back.”
Humans considered a size five small for a female’s foot? Well, she could easily remedy that. Sarah blinked at her tootsies and they grew to a size nine. She really wanted to try those red stilettos.
Another one
Nick’s laugh rang out, deep and melodious. “No. Tradition of the islands says fair maidens should be kissed at midnight.”
“I didn’t read that in any brochure. You’re making that up.”
“No, kissing on a ship at midnight with an island as a backdrop is a new ritual.”
“Oh, really. Whose?”
“Mine. I just established it.”
 Oops! Nick made a mistake. Check this excerpt out.
That man said he attended the show and saw Ash kiss you. He said you enjoyed it.”
Carolyn tapped her foot. “Who are you going to believe? That stranger or me?”
Nick glowered down at her but said nothing for a few seconds. “You, I guess.”
“Goodbye, Nick. That answer took too long, and it was the wrong one anyway.” Carolyn turned on her heel and swiftly left the store.
 
I had fun writing this story. Actually, it is partially based on a personal experience. When my dad died, I took a cruise to Catalina Island and found it therapeutic. The airline lost my luggage, and of course, that happens to Caroline, the heroine too. The tour of the Island is one of my favorite memories. When I find my photos, I'll share them with you.
Another friend toured an art gallery while in Catalina and the electricity went off. Yep, that's in there too.
You never know what an author might use when they hear a story.
Have you been? You should go.
 


Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Gay's Days, June 10, 2015

I'm on the Diamond Mine of Christian Fiction today!  Isn't that a great title for a blog? I love diamonds and there are true gems on this blog.

I'm giving away a free eBook on the blog, so I hope you'll stop by, leave a comment and enter to win.

The Diamond Mine of Christian Fiction
The Rough Diamond Writers: A group of Christian writers mining for the Lord's brilliance among the gemstones of Christian Fiction.
http://diamondsinfiction.blogspot.com/2015/06/interview-and-book-giveaway-with-gay-n.html?showComment=1433947656451#c3205400229786345465

You'll learn more about Sarah and her latest adventure on the blog and maybe win a book!

 

 
 

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Gay's Days, June 9, 2015


My new book arrives on June 12!
 
This Sarah adventure is one to make you smile.
Available in eBook or print.
 


 
 
This is a scene from Chapter One. Sarah is always lost. She arrives atop a hotel in downtown Houston. She is trying to find her assignment, Carolyn Baker who lives in Sugar Land.

Sarah chose a green paisley dress, panty hose, and low heeled black orthopedic shoes. Okay—that should do it. After dropping from the roof, she surfaced inside the building. In the dimly lit area, the space appeared quite small.

Oops! She’d meant to appear on the street. Oh well. She was inside now. What location had she bopped into?

Judging from a dress hanging on a rack, she decided she must’ve relocated to some kind of interior closet. Wonder what might be behind the wooden door. She cautiously opened the access and ventured out.

“Hey! How did you get in there?” A man yelled at Sarah as he suddenly sat up in a bed.

A woman pulled a sheet up under her chin. “Who is that, Norman?”

“I have no idea.” The man threw a protective arm over the female lying beside him. “Lady, who are you, and what are you doing in our hotel room?”

Merciful heavens! What had she done? Think fast, Sarah. Make your voice sound crackly and old.

“Well, hello, young fella.” Sarah pushed the glasses higher on her nose. “The hotel sent me in to help a couple make a love connection. Do you need any advice? I’m a psychologist.”

“No, my wife and I are very happy—just trying to sleep late. Would you get out of our room, please?”

“Oh sure. Don’t bother showing me to the door. I’ll see myself out. Guess they gave me the wrong room. I counsel people who have problems, but ya’ll look blissfully married. Tootle-loo.” Sarah waved, opened the closet door and disappeared from view. She backed against the wall with her heart pounding and gulping air as if she’d run a marathon.

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