on being brave, again

“’Say yes, and you’ll figure it out afterward’ has helped me to be more adventurous. It has definitely helped me be less afraid.”
~Tina Fey 

Whenever I read this quote, I can’t help but think of that LIST I did in preparation of/to celebrate my 40th birthday back in April. 

Man, what a beating that was.

But, ya know what? Sometimes I miss it. I know, I know. . .Writer Chick has finally gone cray-cray, right? But listen. Even though I’m blissfully busy with my various writing projects now, still. . .when I was working on the 40 items on that list, it was like I always had something to do–to engage my mind, something totally exciting to accomplish–even if it was just planning on which list item I was going to tackle next. 

It was an incredibly happy, exhilarating and sometime terrifying time in my life. And I absolutely loved it.

Lately, in quiet moments (ha-ha), I’ve toyed with the idea of making another similar list, 41 items this time, maybe? 

But then I shake  my head, laugh and say: “You be thinking cray-cray again, Writer Chick,” and then I go back to my manuscript like a good little author.

My point is, it’s good to be brave, to take chances, and I guess we don’t need an official list to do that, right?

Stay thirsty, my friends.

on being brave, again

“’Say yes, and you’ll figure it out afterward’ has helped me to be more adventurous. It has definitely helped me be less afraid.”
~Tina Fey 

Whenever I read this quote, I can’t help but think of that LIST I did in preparation of/to celebrate my 40th birthday back in April. 

Man, what a beating that was.

But, ya know what? Sometimes I miss it. I know, I know. . .Writer Chick has finally gone cray-cray, right? But listen. Even though I’m blissfully busy with my various writing projects now, still. . .when I was working on the 40 items on that list, it was like I always had something to do–to engage my mind, something totally exciting to accomplish–even if it was just planning on which list item I was going to tackle next. 

It was an incredibly happy, exhilarating and sometime terrifying time in my life. And I absolutely loved it.

Lately, in quiet moments (ha-ha), I’ve toyed with the idea of making another similar list, 41 items this time, maybe? 

But then I shake  my head, laugh and say: “You be thinking cray-cray again, Writer Chick,” and then I go back to my manuscript like a good little author.

My point is, it’s good to be brave, to take chances, and I guess we don’t need an official list to do that, right?

Stay thirsty, my friends.

Cover reveal – CONJURE

It thrills me whenever I get to participate in another cover reveal for an Entangled Publishing novel.

Pretty cool, right?
Now, read all about it!

Be careful what you search for…

Emma Guthrie expects this summer to be like any other in the South Carolina Lowcountry–hot and steamy with plenty of beach time alongside her best friend and secret crush, Cooper Beaumont, and Emma’s ever-present twin brother, Jack. But then a mysterious eighteenth-century message in a bottle surfaces, revealing a hidden pirate bounty. Lured by the adventure, the trio discovers the treasure and unwittingly unleashes an ancient Gullah curse that attacks Jack with the wicked flesh-eating Creep and promises to steal Cooper’s soul on his approaching sixteenth birthday.

When a strange girl appears, bent on revenge; demon dogs become a threat; and Jack turns into a walking skeleton; Emma has no choice but to learn hoodoo magic to undo the hex, all before summer—and her friends–are lost forever.

CONJURE on Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/
13425130-conjure
Lea’s website: http://www.leanolan.com/ 
 

Cover reveal – CONJURE

It thrills me whenever I get to participate in another cover reveal for an Entangled Publishing novel.

Pretty cool, right?
Now, read all about it!

Be careful what you search for…

Emma Guthrie expects this summer to be like any other in the South Carolina Lowcountry–hot and steamy with plenty of beach time alongside her best friend and secret crush, Cooper Beaumont, and Emma’s ever-present twin brother, Jack. But then a mysterious eighteenth-century message in a bottle surfaces, revealing a hidden pirate bounty. Lured by the adventure, the trio discovers the treasure and unwittingly unleashes an ancient Gullah curse that attacks Jack with the wicked flesh-eating Creep and promises to steal Cooper’s soul on his approaching sixteenth birthday.

When a strange girl appears, bent on revenge; demon dogs become a threat; and Jack turns into a walking skeleton; Emma has no choice but to learn hoodoo magic to undo the hex, all before summer—and her friends–are lost forever.

CONJURE on Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/
13425130-conjure
Lea’s website: http://www.leanolan.com/ 
 

Play this:

Music has always been my muse when it comes to writing. Sometimes, I’ve created a playlist after the story is written. Sometimes, songs come to me organically. And sometimes, I build a list before much of the story is on paper. . . . which helps me along when it comes to plotting.

My newest story “Playing at Love” is about a high school choir teacher and the school’s new football coach. (Smexy, right?) After the initial “thunder-struck” attraction, these two people are sitting on opposite sides of an issue–which was really fun to write. 
Without giving tooooo much away, here are the songs that helped me write this fun little love story.

Playing at Love – playlist
(clicky-click to take a listen)
Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps – Cake
My Romance – Carly Simon
Hollaback Girl – Gwen Stefani
Harder to Breathe – Maroon 5
This Grudge – Alanis Morissette
Fallin’ For You – Colbie Caillat
Faster – Matt Nathanson
Desperately – Michelle Branch
I Want it That Way – Backstreet Boys

Play this:

Music has always been my muse when it comes to writing. Sometimes, I’ve created a playlist after the story is written. Sometimes, songs come to me organically. And sometimes, I build a list before much of the story is on paper. . . . which helps me along when it comes to plotting.

My newest story “Playing at Love” is about a high school choir teacher and the school’s new football coach. (Smexy, right?) After the initial “thunder-struck” attraction, these two people are sitting on opposite sides of an issue–which was really fun to write. 
Without giving tooooo much away, here are the songs that helped me write this fun little love story.

Playing at Love – playlist
(clicky-click to take a listen)
Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps – Cake
My Romance – Carly Simon
Hollaback Girl – Gwen Stefani
Harder to Breathe – Maroon 5
This Grudge – Alanis Morissette
Fallin’ For You – Colbie Caillat
Faster – Matt Nathanson
Desperately – Michelle Branch
I Want it That Way – Backstreet Boys

Tootles!

I’m going to be away from this pretty blog for a while. But I’ll be back soon, I promise! 
Some of you already know the very exiting WHY I’m going to be occupied elsewhere. 
Oh, you haven’t heard? Well, read on. . . .

See you later, gators!

It’s pretty exciting, actually. Here’s the journey so far:
A couple of months ago, Stacy, my fab editor at Entangled Publishing came up with an idea that–while waiting on the second round of ABBY ROAD edits (coming to a bookstore near you in March 2013) that I should submit a story to the  new ebook category-romance line that she was going be heading. 
It’s called BLISS and it’s all about sweet romances. She said the stories that she was looking for were very similar in voice in my contemporary romance novel, ABBY ROAD. She sent me a list of cat-rom tropes to see if anything sounded fun to write about. Oh, you don’t know what a “trope” is? Neither did I. So, first I had to learn about those, and then came the research: I read my first cat-rom. I was a little confused at first, because what I read was really not the kind of thing that I write. But the more I read, and the more I translated in my writerly brain what I DO write with what my editor had in mind for the new BLISS sweet line, things started to make sense. And one night I came up with a story idea.

The next day, I scribbled out a few paragraphs of what I had in mind and shot it to editor Stacy. She said I was on the right track but she offered some suggestions and let me in on the rules of cat-rom. Oh, there are rules? You bet. And they’re unwavering. Who knew? Oh, the things I’m learning! So, I did some reworking then started in on the actual manuscript, banging out the first 3 chapters. I send those extremely rough pages to a  very trusted readers (hollah, sister!) and she liked what she read. So I prettied them up a bit and sent them off to Stacy. She was very excited about my submission, gave me some more cat-rom rules (really? more rules??), asked that I polish up those 3 chapters, write a 1-2 page synopsis and then shoot the whole lot back to her so she could submit it to the “new acquisitions” editor at Entangled. 
Wow! Really? That was easy, right? 
Not so fast. 
If you’re not familiar with a synopsis, it’s the high-level telling of the story from beginning to end in just a few pages; sometimes only 1. First of all, as any other long-winded novelist will tell you, synopses is the bane of our existences. Second, writing a synopsis of a book I haven’t even written yet? Yeah, that’s a problem. Nonetheless, it took me 2 days, but I did it, and I joked with my critique partner–when we both thought the synopsis ran a little long–that 24 hours before, I didn’t even have a story. And now I have a too-long synopsis! Hooray! 

After making sure everything was as perfect as could be, I sent off the official submission to Stacy. The next day she told me she loved it and was subbing it to go under contract. 
A few days went by….no word. And I was sweating. 

Then one night, while I was out to dinner with a big group from work, I got the email. My cat-rom was going to be picked up. AND, editor wanted a blurb about the NEXT book. (SIDE NOTE: cat-roms usually come in sets: 1 book with 2 or 3 (sometimes more!) spin-offs.) So, after celebrating with my work team, I dashed home and made up a couple of paragraphs about my next story. Remember, I’d still yet to write more that a few chapters of the FIRST story! 

The next day, I got the exciting news: My new contract would be a multi-book deal! Woo-hoo! 

But, hold on. Stacy wants book 1 of the series to come out in October. 
Uh, what? 
“But…” I said, “my first book, ABBY, isn’t slanted until March! So…how can that be?” 

Some more things I’ve learned: ebooks come out much, MUCH faster than traditional paperbacks. So, actually, I will probably have 2 ebooks out before the grand release of ABBY. Which is great, right? Super exciting!

In order to keep to this timeline, however, Stacy and I set a very ambitious due date for my first draft. We’re talking weeks, less than a month. At first I freaked out a little. Okay, a lot. It took me years to get ABBY polished and perfect. And my other complete novels took months and months to even get on paper.

But then I calmed down, ate a cupcake and considered. Some of you may remember when I participated in NaNoWriMo back in November ’11. If I could write a brand new, 50K-word story back then, surely I can do it again. Of course I can!

So, if you’ve been wondering, that’s where I’ve been. I’ve been writing. And I will be writing for the foreseeable future. My personal reading, TV, movies, this lovely blog….all of that is going to have to move to the back burner. 

Best email from Stacy: “You’re going to be very busy in 2013.”
My reply: “Bring it on!”

Tootles!

I’m going to be away from this pretty blog for a while. But I’ll be back soon, I promise! 
Some of you already know the very exiting WHY I’m going to be occupied elsewhere. 
Oh, you haven’t heard? Well, read on. . . .

See you later, gators!

It’s pretty exciting, actually. Here’s the journey so far:
A couple of months ago, Stacy, my fab editor at Entangled Publishing came up with an idea that–while waiting on the second round of ABBY ROAD edits (coming to a bookstore near you in March 2013) that I should submit a story to the  new ebook category-romance line that she was going be heading. 
It’s called BLISS and it’s all about sweet romances. She said the stories that she was looking for were very similar in voice in my contemporary romance novel, ABBY ROAD. She sent me a list of cat-rom tropes to see if anything sounded fun to write about. Oh, you don’t know what a “trope” is? Neither did I. So, first I had to learn about those, and then came the research: I read my first cat-rom. I was a little confused at first, because what I read was really not the kind of thing that I write. But the more I read, and the more I translated in my writerly brain what I DO write with what my editor had in mind for the new BLISS sweet line, things started to make sense. And one night I came up with a story idea.

The next day, I scribbled out a few paragraphs of what I had in mind and shot it to editor Stacy. She said I was on the right track but she offered some suggestions and let me in on the rules of cat-rom. Oh, there are rules? You bet. And they’re unwavering. Who knew? Oh, the things I’m learning! So, I did some reworking then started in on the actual manuscript, banging out the first 3 chapters. I send those extremely rough pages to a  very trusted readers (hollah, sister!) and she liked what she read. So I prettied them up a bit and sent them off to Stacy. She was very excited about my submission, gave me some more cat-rom rules (really? more rules??), asked that I polish up those 3 chapters, write a 1-2 page synopsis and then shoot the whole lot back to her so she could submit it to the “new acquisitions” editor at Entangled. 
Wow! Really? That was easy, right? 
Not so fast. 
If you’re not familiar with a synopsis, it’s the high-level telling of the story from beginning to end in just a few pages; sometimes only 1. First of all, as any other long-winded novelist will tell you, synopses is the bane of our existences. Second, writing a synopsis of a book I haven’t even written yet? Yeah, that’s a problem. Nonetheless, it took me 2 days, but I did it, and I joked with my critique partner–when we both thought the synopsis ran a little long–that 24 hours before, I didn’t even have a story. And now I have a too-long synopsis! Hooray! 

After making sure everything was as perfect as could be, I sent off the official submission to Stacy. The next day she told me she loved it and was subbing it to go under contract. 
A few days went by….no word. And I was sweating. 

Then one night, while I was out to dinner with a big group from work, I got the email. My cat-rom was going to be picked up. AND, editor wanted a blurb about the NEXT book. (SIDE NOTE: cat-roms usually come in sets: 1 book with 2 or 3 (sometimes more!) spin-offs.) So, after celebrating with my work team, I dashed home and made up a couple of paragraphs about my next story. Remember, I’d still yet to write more that a few chapters of the FIRST story! 

The next day, I got the exciting news: My new contract would be a multi-book deal! Woo-hoo! 

But, hold on. Stacy wants book 1 of the series to come out in October. 
Uh, what? 
“But…” I said, “my first book, ABBY, isn’t slanted until March! So…how can that be?” 

Some more things I’ve learned: ebooks come out much, MUCH faster than traditional paperbacks. So, actually, I will probably have 2 ebooks out before the grand release of ABBY. Which is great, right? Super exciting!

In order to keep to this timeline, however, Stacy and I set a very ambitious due date for my first draft. We’re talking weeks, less than a month. At first I freaked out a little. Okay, a lot. It took me years to get ABBY polished and perfect. And my other complete novels took months and months to even get on paper.

But then I calmed down, ate a cupcake and considered. Some of you may remember when I participated in NaNoWriMo back in November ’11. If I could write a brand new, 50K-word story back then, surely I can do it again. Of course I can!

So, if you’ve been wondering, that’s where I’ve been. I’ve been writing. And I will be writing for the foreseeable future. My personal reading, TV, movies, this lovely blog….all of that is going to have to move to the back burner. 

Best email from Stacy: “You’re going to be very busy in 2013.”
My reply: “Bring it on!”

Cover reveal: All the Broken Pieces

I’ve always been the type of person to pluck a book from the store’s shelf solely based on the cover. And I know I would’ve picked up then immediately purchased All the Broken Pieces just because of how gorgeous the cover is. 

 
All the Broken Pieces: a Gothic mystery, this is the story of Olivia, who wakes up with mysterious voices and urges she’s not used to. Turns out there’s another voice in her head—but where exactly did she come from?

Imprint: Entangled Teen; Audience: Young Adult; Novel length: 304 pages; Format: Trade paperback and eBook; Publication Date: December, 2012.
All the Broken Pieces, by Cindi Madsen is available for pre-order on: Amazon | Barnes & Noble
Be sure to add it to your TBR pile on Goodreads!

What if your life wasn’t your own?
           Liv comes out of a coma with no memory of her past and two distinct, warring voices inside her head. Nothing, not even her reflection, seems familiar. As she stumbles through her junior year, the voices get louder, insisting she please the popular group while simultaneously despising them. But when Liv starts hanging around with Spencer, whose own mysterious past also has him on the fringe, life feels complete for the first time in, well, as long as she can remember.
Liv knows the details of the car accident that put her in the coma, but as the voices invade her dreams, and her dreams start feeling like memories, she and Spencer seek out answers. Yet the deeper they dig, the less things make sense. Can Liv rebuild the pieces of her broken past, when it means questioning not just who she is, but what she is?
Novel excerpt:
Olivia reached up, feeling the tender spots on her head. Her fingers brushed across a row of—were those little ridges made of metal?
            “Careful. The staples are almost ready to come out, but it’s still going to be sore for a while.”
            Staples?!Her stomach rolled. I have staples in my head? She lowered her now-shaking hand. “Can I get a mirror?”
            Mom looked at Dad, then back at her. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. Not until you’ve healed a little more.”
            Mom patted Olivia’s leg. “You just relax. We’ll be back in a few minutes.”
            The two of them left the room, but when Mom swung the door closed, it didn’t latch. Olivia could hear their voices in the hall.
            “I still think we should…” She couldn’t make out the rest of Dad’s muffled words. “…know if I can do this.”
            “…late for that,” Mom said. “We’d lose everything, including…” Her voice faded as they got farther away. “…have to move.”
Olivia could tell the conversation was tense, but the words were impossible to decipher now. Holding a hand in front of her face, she turned it back and forth. A plastic tube ran from her arm to a machine next to her bed. She peeked into her nightgown and stared in horror at the long red stripe running down her chest.
            Sick.
            You’re alive. You shouldn’t be thinking about looks.
            Lowering her hand, she scanned the room. I wonder how my face looks. From the way Dad stared at me, plus the fact Mom won’t let me see a mirror, it must be bad.
            Brains are more important than looks.
            That’s what ugly people say.
            Olivia put her hands on her head and squeezed. “Stop it,” she whispered to her arguing thoughts, hysteria bubbling up and squeezing the air from her lungs. What was happening to her? Why didn’t she recognize her parents or know where she was? Who she was? Tears ran warm trails down her cheeks. “Just make it all stop.”        

Cover reveal: All the Broken Pieces

I’ve always been the type of person to pluck a book from the store’s shelf solely based on the cover. And I know I would’ve picked up then immediately purchased All the Broken Pieces just because of how gorgeous the cover is. 

 
All the Broken Pieces: a Gothic mystery, this is the story of Olivia, who wakes up with mysterious voices and urges she’s not used to. Turns out there’s another voice in her head—but where exactly did she come from?

Imprint: Entangled Teen; Audience: Young Adult; Novel length: 304 pages; Format: Trade paperback and eBook; Publication Date: December, 2012.
All the Broken Pieces, by Cindi Madsen is available for pre-order on: Amazon | Barnes & Noble
Be sure to add it to your TBR pile on Goodreads!

What if your life wasn’t your own?
           Liv comes out of a coma with no memory of her past and two distinct, warring voices inside her head. Nothing, not even her reflection, seems familiar. As she stumbles through her junior year, the voices get louder, insisting she please the popular group while simultaneously despising them. But when Liv starts hanging around with Spencer, whose own mysterious past also has him on the fringe, life feels complete for the first time in, well, as long as she can remember.
Liv knows the details of the car accident that put her in the coma, but as the voices invade her dreams, and her dreams start feeling like memories, she and Spencer seek out answers. Yet the deeper they dig, the less things make sense. Can Liv rebuild the pieces of her broken past, when it means questioning not just who she is, but what she is?
Novel excerpt:
Olivia reached up, feeling the tender spots on her head. Her fingers brushed across a row of—were those little ridges made of metal?
            “Careful. The staples are almost ready to come out, but it’s still going to be sore for a while.”
            Staples?!Her stomach rolled. I have staples in my head? She lowered her now-shaking hand. “Can I get a mirror?”
            Mom looked at Dad, then back at her. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. Not until you’ve healed a little more.”
            Mom patted Olivia’s leg. “You just relax. We’ll be back in a few minutes.”
            The two of them left the room, but when Mom swung the door closed, it didn’t latch. Olivia could hear their voices in the hall.
            “I still think we should…” She couldn’t make out the rest of Dad’s muffled words. “…know if I can do this.”
            “…late for that,” Mom said. “We’d lose everything, including…” Her voice faded as they got farther away. “…have to move.”
Olivia could tell the conversation was tense, but the words were impossible to decipher now. Holding a hand in front of her face, she turned it back and forth. A plastic tube ran from her arm to a machine next to her bed. She peeked into her nightgown and stared in horror at the long red stripe running down her chest.
            Sick.
            You’re alive. You shouldn’t be thinking about looks.
            Lowering her hand, she scanned the room. I wonder how my face looks. From the way Dad stared at me, plus the fact Mom won’t let me see a mirror, it must be bad.
            Brains are more important than looks.
            That’s what ugly people say.
            Olivia put her hands on her head and squeezed. “Stop it,” she whispered to her arguing thoughts, hysteria bubbling up and squeezing the air from her lungs. What was happening to her? Why didn’t she recognize her parents or know where she was? Who she was? Tears ran warm trails down her cheeks. “Just make it all stop.”