Archive for September, 2013

Yeah! It’s been a busy day, and I get to cap it off with a visit from Josie Montano!

In case you’re wondering, Josie is a Solstice author whose new book released recently.



Intrigued yet? Here’s a little more.

Nonna sat me down to have a talk before my party. “You know Angelina, it’s now ten years since you Mamma e Papa is dead.” She looked down at the floor and makes the sign of the cross. “Ten years dat you live wit Nonno and me.”

Get on with it, Nonna. I’ve got to do my nails and shave for tonight.

“You growing up to look just like you mamma. She was beautiful…” Nonna looks over at the twenty-framed photos of my mother (I can never understand why there’s not just one or two) and she starts to cry. I’m not too sympathetic at this stage. I’ve seen this act before and she rehearses it every time she wants something from me.

“It’s time Angelina! Time for you to tink of you future, time to tink about settle down.”

What! Settle down? I haven’t even settled up yet! What’s she talking about? I haven’t even finished high school and have my whole life ahead of me.

Then she goes on. “Dere is dis nice boy … ”

Oh, so this is what she’s on about! The old Italian matchmaking machine is rearing its head. They can’t help themselves. Zia Giulia, my auntie, told me about when Nonna tried this on her. She said that Nonna and one of her friends had got it into their heads to match mate their kids, and then went and set up a meeting without telling her. Poor Zia Giulia came home from work one afternoon and what did she find waiting for her at the dining-room table but this geek of a guy, an Italian woman (his mother) and Nonna, all sitting there in silence.

Zia Giulia got immediate revenge. She raced straight upstairs to her room, changed into the skankiest clothes she had, piled on heavy make-up and walked back downstairs, gave Nonna a kiss told said she was off to meet David, her boyfriend (she didn’t have a boyfriend!). Nonna nearly died – not from shock, but from shame and embarrassment! Must’ve worked ‘cause Zia Giulia never saw the geek or his mother ever again.

Anyhow back to Nonna.

“Dere is dis nice boy … he lives in anudder town and from very good family.” She looks at me, nodding and waiting for my reaction.

I look back at her and just say, “Hmmm … and?”

            “Well, his nonna say is time he settle down with nice gal.”

I add,            “So…?”

            “So, his name is Guglielmo Bertolini, we would like introduce you togedder.”

            “Forget it, Nonna,” I say angrily, “I just turned sixteen this very minute and you already want me married!”



And here’s some information on Josie herself:

Josie is an award-winning author of over 40 books. She has been internationally published and writes fiction under the name of MONTANO and non-fiction resources on Asperger Syndrome under the pseudonym of SANTOMAURO.
From age nine Josie annoyed her librarian by shelving her self-published books for borrowing and being the most diligent library monitor there was! She then went on to receive her first rejection letter from Golden Books at age thirteen. But that didn’t stop her, decades later – finally she has ‘real’ published books on those shelves!
Josie draws on her varied life experiences to help her with her writing, interesting experiences such as being involved in a bank robbery, working within the primary school environment, surviving cancer, growing up within an Italian community, winning the major prize on ‘Wheel of Fortune’ and as a volunteer member of the State Emergency Services.
She loves coffee, chocolate, amateur theatre, going to the movies, and being silly, witty and humorous.

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Happy Monday, everyone! 

I’m very thrilled to host author BeBe Knight, whose new book ‘An Element of Time’ releases from Solstice Shadows TOMORROW! You’re not going to want to miss this book!



That’s just to let you know she’s got a lot of other stops to make on this tour! Try to keep up!


And here’s a teaser for you!

“As Veronica swayed gently in the rocking chair, she gazed up at the clear night sky and waited for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. The nearly full moon sat right above the giant oak tree in the front yard, the one she and Stella used to climb and swing from the bottom branch, suspended from their knees. Her mom was always afraid they were going to fall on their heads. She remembered how her dad would always tell her mom, “If you don’t let them learn for themselves, they’ll never understand.”

Her attention drifted from the tree to the front steps. She recalled sitting on the steps as if it were yesterday, playing Barbie’s with Stella while her mother sat in the rocking chair and her father mowed the lawn. She also remembered sitting on those very steps the night of her parents’ murder, watching as the coroner and paramedics carried their covered bodies from the house to the ambulance. Veronica closed her eyes, trying to push back the memories, but it was too late. The thread began to unravel, undoing all the painstaking work she had done to keep them coiled up inside. Maybe it was a wasted effort. Maybe she was broken for life, forced to live in this repetitive moment of hell. Maybe, but she had to stay strong; if not for her own sake, then for Stella’s. “


An Element of Time

Eternal Flame Series: Book One

By: Bebe Knight

Releasing September 24th, 2013 through Solstice Publising


A vampire and a slayer walk into a bar… Sounds like the beginning of a bad joke, but for Veronica and Mackenzie, it’s the beginning of the rest of their lives…

The world has seen its fair share of evil, but Veronica Chase had no idea such monsters truly existed. Werewolves, poltergeists, witches… even vampires. Ignorance was bliss. But her reality was crushed on that horrid day her family was taken away from her. Now, Veronica has devoted her entire life to hunting those very creatures, searching for the werewolf pack that murdered her parents in hopes of finding her abducted sister. Nothing will get in her way of settling the score for the hand she was unjustly dealt. That is until her newest assignment brings her to her knees.

After one hundred and eight years on earth, Mackenzie Jones thought he had seen it all. With the exception of daylight of course, but that’s what comes with the territory being a vampire and all. Perpetually damned to live his life as a bartender in the shadows of the night, nothing has sparked his interest lately. Just once he wished something exciting would happen in his mundane life. Little did he know, his wish was about to come true. Walking through the door to his bar, and into his heart, Mackenzie allows love to take the wheel for the first time. There’s just one slight problem. She’s there to kill him.

Author Info

Bebe Knight is the author of the paranormal romance series, The Eternal Flame Books. She lives in Upstate NY with her husband and son. Writing has always been a part of her life whether it be books, plays, or handwritten letters to friends and family. It’s a dream come true for her to be able to share her stories with others.






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Chasing the Muse

I think things have finally settled into the normal routine again around here. Everyone’s now remembering to make lunches, get up on time, and catch the bus. 

Now, if only my muse would come sit a spell, things would be great!

That’s one of the hardest parts of being an author. Either learning how to write when you’re not inspired (which can be painful for both me and my readers), or trying to find that zone. The one where the words flow, the images in my head are moving in fast forward, and time outside of the world I’m creating stops.

I love being in the zone. I really do. I have yet to meet an author who doesn’t. It’s addictive. Because you completely forget about the world around you for a few hours. You don’t care if bills need to get paid, the dog wants out, or if there’s a salesman knocking at your door. You’re in a place that’s so unique, one you can mold and shape to your own ideas. Heck, sometimes I don’t even realize how stiff my back gets!

My muse is there, at the edges of my mind. She hasn’t gone far. I really don’t know what she’s waiting for, but I know she’s going to creep into my mind soon. My fingers will begin to itch, my eyes will close of their own volition, and Arwenna’s world will once again spring to life.


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The day I’ve been waiting for since mid-June happened last week. My daughters went back to school. The nice thing is our girls really like school, as well, and both were as ready as I was for it to get going again.

While I’ve been waiting for this to happen, my mind has been filled with how nice it’ll be to have my routine back. Be able to get my Solstice hours in and write. Crank the stereo without looks of ‘not that cd again’. And get back to what I love doing.

Reality hit.

I do this every year. I dream about how nice it’s going to be, then spend the first few days just reveling in having the house to myself. I find things around here that need to be done, movies I want to watch, or errands that need to be run.

The good news is this sense of relaxed days goes away pretty fast. I was up early this morning, working away. Writing this post is helping. Almost done with what needed my attention today with Solstice, which means time this afternoon to do some promoting or writing.

After all, Arwenna’s story isn’t quite done yet.


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Super-honored today to have professional wrestling legend, Leaping Lanny Poffo, as my guest! He recently signed with Solstice for one of the most incredible books of poetry you can ever read.



Here’s a sample of one of the poems, plus a look at the gorgeous illustrations inside.

             The Living Legend

Once upon a wrestling ring

But not so long ago

Mr. Bruno Sammartino

Was the only name to know


He stood up to Buddy Rogers

And then “nature boy” went down

Less than 60 seconds later

Sammartino wore the crown


He’s the real “Italian Stallion”

That’s a fact you can’t ignore

His career had more success

Than Rocky I, II, III, and IV


The Living Legend lives again

For every single fan

He’s on the microphone each week

Right next to Vince McMahon



I know what you’re thinking. A pro wrestler writes poetry? The industry doesn’t exactly tout the intelligence of its’ stars on a daily basis. But this book is definitely worth picking up. 


School for my girls is finally starting again, so here’s to getting back to a normal schedule for work, writing, and blogging!


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