Saturday, April 4, 2015

Good morning everyone! 

I have moved my blog.  
 
Please visit here:  http://www.always-a-story.com/blog

Thanks for reading!
Nancy

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Happy 2015!

I haven't made any resolutions for the new year.  I have made goals, but just basic ones that I can control.  I'm toying with changing the genres I usually write in.  Don't get me wrong I will still write historical romances, but after releasing one more Native American Colonial romance, I think I'm going to take a break for awhile and write something deeper, grittier.
I'll be taking a class on writing horror and thrillers.  I'm not even sure what to expect, but I've been a long time fan of the horror genre, both books and movies, and I think I'd like to try my hand at it.
My website will need to be overhauled if/when I publish in this new genre.  One thing I promise, my dear readers, is that the wide difference in genres will be noted and explained so you have no surprises.  For example, I'd hate for a reader to pick up one of my horror books hoping to receive a romance.  They will always be distinctly marked which genre they fall in, so not to worry.
I have a vast mind, and I think this will be a fun, rewarding writing year!

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

I have a new blog



My blog has officially moved.  Please visit:

Randomness



I have been writing my a** off.  No clue where this inspiration is coming but I’m not complaining.  Maybe it has something to do with my health now that I’m feeling better.  Before my surgery, I didn’t realize just how awful I was actually feeling now that I’m doing so much now.  Things like exercising, reading, attending writerly things, etc.  However, it is true that the more you write, the more inspired you are, which makes you write more.  

I also woke up this morning to realize how truly behind I am with real life things like housework (the carpet has a carpet of cat hair on it), etc. Plus I remembered that biometric screenings are at work today and I never looked up my appointment time, so it could be this morning which means I couldn’t eat or drink anything just in case.  

Biometric screenings are blood pressure, bloodwork, weight, etc. that we have to take every year for our health insurance.  They are not mandatory but your health insurance will increase if they are not taken, so by my standards they are mandatory.  Plus I like to see my progress each year.  I’m hoping my fat percentage has decreased.  Last year I was something equivalent to a can of Spam. This year I’m at least hoping for lean bacon.  Or maybe turkey bacon, but I haven’t been working out that religiously.  We’ll see…

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Local author day at Liverpool library


I had a great day at Local Author Day at the Liverpool Library in Liverpool, NY.  Thank you to everyone who came out.  My readers rock!  It was an afternoon of talking writing, books, and meeting some wonderful readers and fellow authors. 

Oh, and the gang decided to help me while I was packing up to go to the signing.  Here's Blaze and Pan deciding which boxes would be best to transport my books.

And below is Pan totally exhausted after helping me pack.  Oh, the life...

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Booksigning today



I’ll be signing copies of all my releases, including my newest, Shadow’s Promise today from 1:30 to 3:30 at the Liverpool Public Library, Tulip St, Liverpool, NY. 

Here’s the link to the details.  http://www.lpl.org/

There will be lots of amazing authors here.  Hope to see you there!

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Shadow's Promise - Excerpt



“You are Ganeagaono now.” He stepped toward her, his tone commanding.  “We are your people.”
            “Dillan will come for me.”  She knew she was lying to herself.  Dillan would not come.  Her only hope was to escape.  And she would, just as soon as she could.
            “Hear my words, Jessie McCrea,” Shadow spoke as if he were lecturing a child.  “You are Ganeagaono now.  If anyone came for you, we would not let you go.  We would do everything in our power to keep you here.  Adoption is a sacred bond.  It must not be broken.”
            She wanted to gouge his eyes out, but she was too exhausted and in too much pain to argue.  Why couldn’t she be home, home in her goose down bed in the loft?
            But home seemed so far away.  How far, she had no idea.
            Shadow took a sleeping mat from the shelf and spread it beside the fire pit.  He motioned to his bed.  “It is late, Jessie McCrea.  Tomorrow Willow will teach you her medicine.  You sleep now.”
            The thought of lying in Shadow’s bed made her flush.  She had slept there before—naked, in fact—but she could not sleep there again.  Not willingly.
            Shadow’s frown told her she had offended him.  One thing she had learned tonight was that these people were easily offended.  Even something as meaningless as refusing a helping of food was considered an insult.
            “There is no elsewhere.”  He draped a tattered blanket over his sleeping mat. “My bed is yours.”
            “Then I will sleep on the floor.”
            A slow, provocative grin grew across his face.  “As you wish, but I am a blanket thief.  I hope you will not be cold.”