Release Day!

It’s officially Release Day for my new romantic comedy, Center Stage (Adventures in Blind Dating Book Two)–Yay!  There will be much celebrating around here, and possibly chocolate.  ‘Tis the season for Cadbury Cream Eggs after all…

If you’d like to check out the book–and possibly pick yourself up a copy, you can do that by clicking on the link below:

Center Stage: (Adventures in Blind Dating Book Two)

I’m also celebrating Release Day by putting the first book in the series–It Happened One Night–on sale as a Kindle Countdown Deal through April 6th:  99 cents!  So if you haven’t read that one but would like to, this week is a great chance to grab a copy at a discounted price.  Click on the link below to find the book on Amazon:

It Happened One Night: (Adventures in Blind Dating Book One)

And now I’m off to get back to work on Book Three…

Have a great day!

Release Day!

Yay!  Another Release Day has rolled around, and this time it’s for my latest romantic comedy, It Happened One Night:

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The book is up and running on Amazon and iTunes, and should be up any time now on Barnes & Noble, too.  (I’m not sure why it isn’t showing up on Barnes & Noble yet, although I am beginning to suspect it’s because someone there likes to watch me twitch…)

Initial reviews have been good–whew!–so if you’re in the mood to curl up for a quick, lighthearted read, consider checking it out, won’t you?  🙂

Now to get started on the next one…

9/30/15 (P.S.  It showed up on Barnes and Noble Wednesday morning, so I’ve updated the link.)

It’s Official!

While folks all around the country are sharing pics and news about their little ones’ first day back at school, I’m sharing news about my own little baby–namely, my upcoming romantic comedy It Happened One Night.  Release Day is official:  September 29th.  Yay!

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The book’s all set to go for release on Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and–if I don’t fall down the formatting rabbit hole first–should be ready soon on Smashwords for distribution on iTunes, Kobo, and other ebook retailers.  Fingers crossed that I don’t pull out all my hair in the process…

Hope everyone has a great start to the school year!  🙂

It’s Release Day!!!

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Yay!  Release Day is finally here for Winging It, and it’s already gotten a couple of wonderful reviews on Amazon.  Now that’s the way I like to start a book release day!

There’s an excerpt up over at Read Your Writes today, plus the original reviews that were cross-posted to Amazon can be read at Tome Tender and A Reader’s Review, but here are a couple of highlights:

“…If you’re looking for an uplifting, laugh-out-loud fast read Winging It is definitely for you! It really stands out from many other rom-com reads in a very punchy and vibrant way. And, it will leave you wanting more!”

“…a short but fabulously funny tale of the adventures of a feathery flight from incarceration and the heroes who braved just about every mishap imaginable! Fast, furious and never without humor, Ms. Feldman has created one of the best feel good reads I have ever read!”

If you’re interested in reading the book for yourself, it’s available now on Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and it should be appearing on iTunes, Kobo, and other major ebook retailers shortly.

Have a wonderful Wednesday!  🙂

Better Than Christmas Morning!

Okay, maybe not BETTER than Christmas morning, but for a writer, Release Day is pretty dang close.  Can’t sleep the night before, bound out of bed bright and early in the morning, and wake up one’s poor significant other by shouting, “It’s here!  It’s here!”  I’m so glad my hubby is patient.  🙂

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Anyway… It’s here!  It’s here!  Release Day for All’s Fair in Love and Weddings!  It’s finally gone live on Amazon here, and it’s already garnered some lovely reviews.  Check them out at these blogs:

Bookworm Nation

Aleksandra’s Corner

Tome Tender

GenGen’s Book Blog

They certainly put a smile on MY face.  And on that note… Happy Release Day to all, and to all a good night!

Another Release Day On The Horizon–And An Excerpt

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Well, the third novella in my Heavenly Bites series should be up and running on Amazon and Barnes & Noble by the end of January, which is appropriate considering it’s a Valentine’s Day story, right?  While I’m getting things ready to go, I thought I’d share the first couple of scenes with you, so here’s the book blurb to give you some context:

Playing Cupid:

Much as she loves her meddling matchmaker of a grandmother, free-spirited Aimee Beasley is tired of dodging the dull and downright tiresome dates the older woman keeps trying to arrange for her.  So when she notices her beloved Gran preening in the presence of a distinguished elderly gentleman who’s been visiting their apartment building, Aimee is delighted at the prospect of turning the tables on her.

But her plans to match her grandmother up with the gentleman in time for Valentine’s Day hit a snag when Aimee realizes he’s the uncle of their downstairs neighbor, a stodgy thirty-something history professor named Doyle with whom she butts heads on a regular basis.  She’ll need to find a way to make nice and enlist his help, or her plan to see her long-widowed Gran happily matched again will never work.

For Gran’s sake, she’s determined to find a way.  In the process, she starts to realize that her cranky downstairs neighbor has a softer side she never suspected existed. 

And when it comes to romantic heroes, history professors may not have gotten a fair shake…

And here we go:

Playing Cupid: Opening Excerpt

            Aimee Beasley held the door open to their apartment building’s lobby for her beloved and bespectacled Gram as the older woman listed the many wonderful qualities possessed by her pharmacist, starting with his full head of hair and ending with his detailed knowledge of the common side effects of every medication known to humankind.  It was a surprisingly long list, so either Gram had spent a great deal of time compiling it, or she had simply made half of it up.  Either way, her dedication to her cause was admirable.

“So?” said Gram, expectant and finally pausing to draw breath as she peered at her granddaughter through tortoiseshell glasses that seemed to dwarf her face.

Aimee shook her head.

“But he’s such a nice young man—“ her grandmother protested.

“Nope.”

“I’m sure the two of you would have a lovely time getting to know each other.”

“Nope.”  This was becoming an all too familiar conversation between them, and it was usually sparked by whatever “suitable” prospect had happened to catch Aimee’s matchmaking grandmother’s eye most recently.  Today, of course, it had been her pharmacist, a man who Aimee was quite sure had as little interest in dating her as she did in going out with him.

Gram held a quivering hand to her heart and sighed dramatically.

“Nice try, Gram,” Aimee said patiently, unperturbed and shifting the bag of groceries she carried to one hand so she could dig in her pocket for her keys with the other.  “You know that won’t work on me.”

The older woman scowled, but the quiver in her hand abruptly disappeared.

“I don’t know why you insist upon turning down every young man I find for you.  I’d appreciate it if you’d keep an open mind about this sort of thing, Aimee.”

“And I’d appreciate it if you’d stop trying to pimp me out.”  Aimee finally

found her keys and pulled them out to shove the right one into their mailbox.

Pulling out the handful of envelopes and flyers inside, she closed it again and led the way to the elevator.

“But, dear, my pharmacist is really very charming.”

“Then you go out with him.”

Gram frowned at Aimee again and took the mail from her so Aimee could better balance the groceries.  “He’s barely thirty.”

Aimee let out a wolf whistle.  “My Gram, the cougar!”

“The what?”

The elevator opened, and both women stepped inside.  “It’s an older woman who likes to play with young boy-toys, Gram.  But if you do decide to bring your pharmacist home with you one day, do me a favor and put a sock on the door or something so I know not to go barging in, okay?”

“Young lady—“ Gram began, sputtering at her granddaughter as the elevator carried them up to the fourth floor.

Aimee gave her a cheeky grin.

The older woman’s eyes narrowed, and she recovered her composure.  “Don’t think I’ll give up that easily.  I’ve got plenty of time on my hands and little else to do besides think about these kinds of things, you know.”

“Bring it, lady,” Aimee returned, and then planted an affectionate kiss on top of the other woman’s headful of white curls as the elevator doors opened.  “So, turkey or tuna today?” she asked as they reached their apartment door and she juggled keys and groceries again.

“Tuna.”

“Melt or mayo?”

“Melt, I think,” Gram decided, following Aimee into the apartment.  “With the cheddar, if you don’t mind.”

“Cheddar it is.  Give me five minutes to put this stuff away, and I’ll fix it.”

“Oh, dear…”

“Okay, three minutes.”  Aimee pulled open the refrigerator door and began stuffing groceries inside.  “Are you really that hungry?”

“What?  Oh no, it’s not that.”  Gram waved an envelope.  “It appears we’ve gotten another piece of Mr. Berkley’s mail mixed in with ours again.  Fifth time this month, I think.”

Aimee twitched at the sound of his name.  Actually, it was the sixth time this month.  Not all that shocking considering D. Berkley lived in apartment three-twelve and D. Beasley lived in four-twelve, but it was unfortunate all the same, because each time it meant Aimee had to go downstairs, knock on Doyle Berkley’s door, and then—she grimaced—speak to the man.  Judging by the expression on his face every time he opened the door and saw her standing there, he enjoyed these little mail exchanges about as much as she did.

But this particular piece of mail didn’t look all that thick.  Maybe she could shove it under the door and make a break for it.  Sort of like pulling the pin from a grenade and then running.

“Dear, would you mind…?”  Gram held the letter out to her.

“Sure, Gram,” Aimee agreed, forcing a smile as she took it and turned to go.

“Wait—here, take some scones,” her grandma said, hastily reaching into the

grocery bag for the pastries they’d picked up at the bakery minutes earlier and arranging some on a small plate.  “It’s the polite thing to do when calling on a neighbor.”

So much for shoving the mail under the door.  “I’m not ‘calling’ on him—“

“Manners, Aimee.  You can’t go empty-handed.”

“I’m not empty-handed.  I’ve got his mail.”

But her grandma thrust the plate of scones at her anyway.  “Good neighbors are hard to come by, and Mr. Berkley is a good neighbor.”

Aimee snorted.

“He is!  He’s been very helpful to me in the past.  I don’t know why you dislike him so.”

“Because he walks around like he’s got a stick up his—“
“Aimee Elizabeth Beasley!”

“I was going to say backside,” Aimee returned piously.

“No, you were not.”

No, she wasn’t, but all Aimee said in response was, “Be back in a minute,” and then she slipped back out the door.

* * *

            The third floor was virtually identical to the fourth, and both showed their

age.  The pinstripe wallpaper must have been an update from whatever had covered the walls originally, but it was well-faded now itself, and the plain brown carpet in the hallways was worn so thin that it hardly looked like carpet anymore.  No, the Belmont was not exactly the most cutting edge when it came to apartment complexes, although it might have been fifty years ago when it was first built.  It was, however, the place where Ms. Delia Beasley had lived quite happily for the past three decades, and she had made it quite clear that she had no intention of moving.

Naturally, her son—Aimee’s father—was less than thrilled about his elderly and widowed mother living on her own, and the difference of opinion had caused no small amount of tension between the two.  Tensions had continued to rise until one day Aimee had taken matters into her own hands and simply suggested she move in with her grandmother, split the expenses down the middle, and voilà—everybody’s problems had been solved.

Well, except for the mail delivery, she thought as she approached apartment three-twelve.

Aimee raised her hand that held the envelope in order to rap on the door, and then the plate of scones wobbled in her other hand.  Reacting on impulse, she shoved the piece of mail between her teeth so she could rescue falling scones and grab the plate with both hands—which was, of course, precisely the moment when Doyle opened his front door.

Doyle Berkley always seemed to have an aura of grimness about him, and today was no exception.  True, he lightened up somewhat when speaking with Gram if they happened to pass each other in the lobby, but even then Aimee didn’t think she could exactly call him cheerful.  Only less grim.  Dark hair and shadows under his eyes did nothing to combat the somberness of his overall aspect, and he gave the impression of a man who did not care much for the company of others.

Likely as not it came from spending all his time with history books instead of

living, breathing people.  Memorizing dates and details about wars throughout the centuries—and then forcing university students to regurgitate them—couldn’t be healthy for anyone.  Which was probably why Aimee had flunked history in high school; it was on principle.

They stared at each other for a moment, Doyle’s grey eyes cool as they narrowed and took in the young woman standing on his doorstep with the envelope between her teeth.

“We got some more of your mail,” Aimee said matter-of-factly around the

edges of the item in question, the words slightly garbled because of the obstruction.

“So I see,” Doyle returned, reaching for the envelope and eyeing the faint teeth marks on it with obvious displeasure.  “And you decided to eat it?”

“In my defense,” said Aimee. “It is lunchtime.”

She got no response, not even a twitch of an eyelid.

Had this guy ever been fun?  He couldn’t be past his mid-thirties, and yet more often than not it seemed like he was channeling his inner curmudgeon.  “Oh, come on.  Lighten up.  It wouldn’t kill you, would it?”

He said nothing, but she could have sworn his eyes narrowed even further, if that was possible.

“Brr.  Did you feel that?”  She made an exaggerated shiver.  “I think the temperature in this hallway just dropped by about thirty degrees.  Happens every time I come by here.  How do you do that?”

“Thank you for my mail.  Are we done here?”

“Almost.”  Aimee thrust the plate of scones at him.  “These are from Gram.  She insisted.”

For a moment she thought his cool exterior thawed.  “Please thank her for me.”

“I will.”

“Good.”

“Okay, now we’re done here.”

Without another word, Doyle closed his door, leaving Aimee alone in the

hallway.

“Ah, there we go,” Aimee said aloud as she turned to go.  “Warmer in here

already.”

So… there you have it!  🙂  What do you think?

Next Countdown Begins

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Even though it feels like Pastels and Jingle Bells only came about five minutes ago, it’s actually almost time for the next novella in the Heavenly Bites series to be released:  Love Lessons.  It’s back from beta readers, edited, proofed, edited and proofed again, and finally formatted properly for Kindles and Nooks.  At least I think it is.  Guess we’ll find out for sure on December 1st after I’ve hit that little “Publish” button, won’t we?  Heh heh…

I’m excited about the second one coming out, but I have to admit I live in fear of sending it out into the wide world only to discover AFTER it’s been made public that there’s some sort of typo that I missed despite rereading the manuscript 15 times in the last two days alone, and that most unfortunate typo will turn out to mean something grossly offensive in some foreign language, and then I’ll spark an international incident, and…and…whoa, I’m getting dizzy…

[breathes into paper bag]

There we go.  Better.

Isn’t writing fun, boys and girls?  And the Release Day countdown begins…  🙂

It’s Here! It’s Here! It’s Here!!!

Release day for Pastels and Jingle Bells is finally here!  Yippee!  And it actually showed up on Amazon and Barnes & Noble!  Woo hoo!  Now if I can just beat this cold I seem to have developed, I’ll be a happy camper…

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The first novella in my Heavenly Bites series is now up for sale on Amazon and Barnes & Noble for the bargain price of 99 cents!  In celebration of that lovely fact, there are a few different spotlights and giveaways happening online right now.  Check them out:

Read Your Writes Book Reviews:  Review and Giveaway

Indie Brits:  Spotlight

So Many Reads:  Review

Romance With Flavor:  Giveaway

Heroes and Heartbreakers:  Extended Excerpt

And I’m hoping a few more posts and reviews show up later in the day, too.  I’M SO EXCITED!!!

Sorry, didn’t mean to shout…  🙂

Release Day

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It’s here!  It’s here!  (Ooo, I just had a flashback to my childhood and Christmas mornings) Well, it isn’t Christmas, but it feels a little like Christmas in July to me because The Bargain is finally out there in the world for everyone to see!

Boy, I hope that’s a good thing…  [bites fingernails]

But although the reviewer from Book Chick City who read it hasn’t posted her actual review yet, I did see on Goodreads that she rated it 5 stars and will post an actual review later.  Yay!  5 stars!!!  So I figure that’s a good sign.

To celebrate release day, I’m a guest on a couple of other blogs today.  I’m doing an author interview on HJ Harley’s blog here; she’s gotten tremendous feedback on her novel Finding Jordie, by the way, so you might want to check it out.  I’m also doing a giveaway and a guest post on RR@H Novel Thoughts and Book Talk in which I do my best to alert the general public to some potential romantic scenario pitfalls you might not have anticipated.  Check it out here, and maybe you can rest a little easier next time you plan a romantic outing with your sweetie.

Happy Monday–and happy reading!