May 2, 2018

Passing the Baton & VOTE for a NEW Look for Johnny Devine!

And no sooner did I announce that Ashberry Lane is closing its doors than another publisher has stepped in to keep the AL line alive! WhiteFire Publishing has acquired Ashberry Lane and will resume publishing AL titles under the same name, as an imprint. 

This means my full length AL novels will continue to be available! I'm not sure if they will be sold beyond Amazon, or if so, when, but I'll share more info when it comes.

One of the first things WFP wants to do is give Johnny Devine a new face, and they want your help!  Whether or not you've read the book, you can help WhiteFire decide which cover to use for my novel. 

Voting is super easy! Go to: https://goo.gl/forms/9fWaK7qqr4paxK9q2

Thanks! 
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RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME:

I've published five novels and 2 novellas (more about those on my website.) I've been writing all my life, but decided in 2007 to get serious about being published.

I love action movies and Jane Austen. (she’s dead, I know. I found that out when I tried to get her to endorse my novel)

They let me play Bass guitar and sing in a worship band.

I can produce 4 dozen homemade cinnamon rolls in a flash for a crowd of drooling young adults. Or publishing house editors.

I used to have a Harley. Now we have seven grandkiddos. Decent trade, really.

I am a proud Grammy. Don't even think about taking candy from my babies.

I hate shopping (Yes, I'm aware that I'm a girl)

MY ROOTS:
I've lived in Oregon all my life, spent time in Eugene (Go DUCKS!), Springfield, Reedsport, and Smith River. Which is not really a town, but a river, about 70 miles long, a tributary of the Umpqua River in southwest Oregon.

Although it's not a town, it is a community with a strong sense of pioneer history. It's cool to say you've lived there, especially if you lived there during the days when you had to take a boat to school. No joke! The old farmhouse my grandfather and my mother grew up in still stands, nestled into a narrow, pasture carpeted valley, complete with a swimmin' hole and its own 'crick'. It may turn up in one of my novels.

There's a rumor that my ancestors had a connection with the Mafia back in Sicily. I used to fantasize as a kid about a big black limo with tinted windows pulling up and whisking me away from school. Ahhh. So THAT'S why I'm having so much trouble conjugating my dangling participles now.

NOT RANDOM: I am challenged by the truth and amazed by the grace of God. And it's either in spite of or because of that grace that I hold a PhD in Learning Stuff the Hard Way.