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February is over and so is #BuyIndieMonth. I now have 87 books to read in 2012.

Yes, I will read every one of them, and yes, I will review them all, so hang in there. And for those authors who I regularly talk with...a s I've said before, be assured, I'll buy more. I'm addicted to books! If you use Novelines, BookLook, RomanticSuspense, SixSunday, BookBuzzr, ThrillerThursday, TuesdayTeasers, or other book hashtags on Twitter, chances are I'll see your book and want it. I'm an addict; I simply cannot stop! And though it may take me some time, I assure you I will read them all, and if I like them, I'll review them when I'm done. Heck, sometimes even if I don't like them, I'll find something good to say, offer up what I thought was good that other readers will enjoy, because we all have different tastes. So if you see yourself or someone you know on my list of books, please pay it forward. And if you decide you want to buy my newest novel, here is the link: She Belongs to Me Pay it forward blogs t

Excerpt from LAND OF THE NOONDAY SUN: “If His Father Couldn’t Save Her...”

This week's excerpt: “If His Father Couldn’t Save Her... ” “Priscilla,” he heard his father’s peal of agony. “Priscilla, my God! No! Please don’t do this to me!” Walter bolted out of bed and sprinted down the hall toward his parents’ room. His heart pounded fiercely in his chest. His legs felt heavy and sluggish as if he were in a nightmare. “Dear God,” he prayed. “Please…” Rounding the corner of his parents’ doorway, he saw his father administering CPR on his mother. “Dad?” he choked out, his voice trembling. “Is Mom—” He couldn’t frame the word. “Call 911!” his father shrieked. Walter couldn’t move. His mother lay lifeless on their king-sized mattress, a bottle of whiskey on the nightstand alongside an empty bottle of pills. “Walter, call 911!” his father belted again. He did as instructed but knew it wouldn’t make any difference. If his father couldn’t save her, nobody could. According to readers, Land of the Noonday Sun includes…

#SixSunday "He Couldn’t Frame the Word" LAND OF THE #NOONDAY SUN #Novelines #MyWana

My Newest novel will be available this spring. So, I've been sharing little snippets of the prologue—six sentences at a time—until it publishes. If you’d like a brief look at the mini synopsis and last week’s six sentences, you can sample them through this link: Land of the Noonday Sun We left you off last week with Walter hearing his father's peal of agony. This week's six: “He couldn’t frame the word. ” Walter bolted out of bed and sprinted down the hall toward his parents’ room. His heart pounded fiercely in his chest. His legs felt heavy and sluggish as if he was in a nightmare. “Dear God,” he prayed, “Please…” Rounding the corner of his parents’ doorway, he saw his father administering CPR on his mother. “Dad?” he choked out, his voice trembling, “Is Mom—” he couldn’t frame the word. I hate to leave you here, but rules are rules. Want more? There is a sneak peek at Land of the Noonday Sun at the end of She Belongs to Me , available now through Amazo

#SixSunday "Maybe his father was the reason their family was so deplorable” #NOONDAY #Excerpt

My Newest novel will be available this spring. So, I've been sharing little snippets of the prologue—six sentences at a time—until it publishes. If you’d like a brief look at the mini synopsis and last week’s six sentences, you can sample them through this link: Land of the Noonday Sun We left you off last week with Walter wondering how his father could have worked after everything that had happened. This week's six: As Walter thought about his father, anger replaced his tears. “Typical,” he muttered in disgust, exhaling in the dark room. Maybe his father was the reason their family was so deplorable. No, he needed to stop blaming others and accept responsibility for his actions. “Priscilla,” he heard his father’s peal of agony. “Priscilla, my God, no, please don’t do this to me!” I hate to leave you here, but rules are rules. Want more? There is a sneak peek at Land of the Noonday Sun at the end of She Belongs to Me , available now through Amazon and AmazonP

#SixSunday “How could his father have worked after everything that happened?” #NOONDAY #Novelines

My Newest novel will be available this spring. So, I've been sharing little snippets of the prologue—six sentences at a time—until it publishes. If you’d like a brief look at the mini synopsis and last week’s six sentences, you can sample them through this link: Land of the Noonday Sun We left you off last week with Walter lamenting over how he’d already ruined his life. This week's six: “ How could his father have worked after everything that happened?” Hours later he heard his father creep into his bedroom, no doubt checking that he remained home as instructed. How could his father have worked after everything that happened? His way of retreating from reality, Walter imagined. His father had been a physician for years; he didn’t have to take after-hours emergency calls. He could have allowed one of his interns to take the midnight-calls. He owned the practice for God’s sake!     Want more? There is a sneak peek at Land of the Noonday Sun at the end of She Belo