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Camera rolling, slate, action…End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. We're jumping ahead a few paragraphs.

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She left the full bag beside the couch and strode over to the projector intent on rewinding the reel so she could put it away. Her father had a real passion for film, despite the fact it wasn't all that popular in the 90s when video tape recorders were all the rage. Of course, her father owned a camcorder as well and those videotapes were stored in the library upstairs. His bandmates told her a few stories about her father's dream to be a film director. He used to drive them batty as he followed them around and recorded their every move.

She spotted an empty tin on the edge of the desk and there were other tins stacked on the desk too. It appeared her mother had worked through quite a few reels before ending up with the one loaded on the projector. She reached for reel but as her fingers touched it, the projector turned on with a blast of air that sounded similar to hairdryer and the tick-tick-tick of the film reel added to the machine's antiquated music. Her brows drew together as she stared at the faulty machine in surprise. She reached for the switch to turn it off, but a child's giggle drew her attention and she glanced at the wall where the past had come alive in muted colors and grainy lines.
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Can you guess who is the child starring in the home film?

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

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Make-believe or not?… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. Did a few creative punctuation to end at a good spot. 🙂

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She glanced around the room that had been untouched by time, a shrine of sorts to her father. His books, his couch, his stereo system that probably been state of the art back when, and heck, his last scribbled notes were still on the desk. She'd been fascinated with the room when she was a kid, most likely because it was considered taboo to go inside.

Her mother's words haunted her. You would say: Daddy's playing his guitar and singing to me.

Had her three-year-old self truly been communicating with her father's spirit? Some believed children were more in tune with the afterlife. She recalled some of her visits home from boarding school–when make-believe was still a big part of her life. She would pretend that her father hadn't died and he was in his study working on his next big hit. She would press her ear against the large wood door and she'd swear sometimes she could hear him in there.

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Now she's starting to remember. Make-believe or not?

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

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You'll have a chance to win a $10 Amazon Gift card and a copy of TWO WORLDS COLLIDED (or if you own a copy of Two Worlds Collided, then the winner may choose one of my other time travel tales). Plus, for the grand prize, you'll have a chance to win a $50 Amazon Gift card for just entering the Rafflecopter. Don't forget to hop to the other websites for more fun, recipes, and prizes.  http://www.kmnbooks.com/time-travel-for-love/

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Time Travel for Love @kmnbooks #ValentinesDay #Blog Hop Feb 6-14 #ASMSG

THE CONTEST IS CLOSED AND THE WINNER IS... DENISE HOLCOMB! CONGRATULATIONS!
THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR PARTICIPATING INT HE HOP.

Valentine's Day is celebrated on February 14 and is the day of romantic gestures. People hand out cards and buy chocolates and flowers for the people they love. It's all about the romance, but what if you and your one and only love kept missing each other, or perhaps he or she wasn't even from this century? If given the chance, would you travel back in time to find him or her?

For this Valentine's Day post, I'm focusing on what we would do for love as we explore the possibilities of 'what if'?

From finding a portal to using a time machine or any other method that manipulates time and space, time travel romances have been an appealing notion to many. Who doesn't want to visit medieval Ireland or Scotland or even the wild, wild west? What if you could stop someone from making a life-shaping mistake? The possibilities are endless.

In my time travel tale, Two Worlds Collided, Evie travels back in time from 2007 to 1997 to save Rock Star, Bellamy Lovel from ending his life. A ritual is involved and her essence, not her body, travels along the timeline to a point where she merges with her younger self. Changing the past is not an easy attempt, and changing someone's destiny proves even more of a challenge.

There are rules to time travel. You can't travel back in time to the same event line twice. It's a one-time shot. Everyone has choices, a fork in the road that can lead to two totally different outcomes. Doesn't mean one path will be what you hoped for, but it's an option if you know the other path totally sucks.

To travel back in time to change someone's past, the correct variable must be present to make the time travel a success. Evie had those variables. She had crossed paths with Bellamy when she was young and would have crossed paths with him again, but she'd taken another path. She was supposed to be with him on the final tour where he ended his life. Last, she possesses an item that belonged to Bellamy. She had the anchor to the past and she had an anchor to come back to the present because of her friends that would be waiting for her return.

Sounds easy, right? Well, bad-boy Bellamy doesn't always cooperate with her plans to nudge him in the right direction. Every move she makes doesn't give her a clear picture to what he'll decide in the end.

About Two Worlds Collided:

Evie Reid on a whim agrees to travel back in time to 1997 to change bad boy Bellamy Lovel's path of destruction. She's smart with a college degree, but she is still fan-girl crazy for the rock band, Civilized Heathens. Evie knows despite all Bellamy's smiles and enthusiasm on the stage, he's destined to end it all on one lonely night in a hotel room unless she can change his path.

Bellamy isn't keen on having Evie as his personal assistant, hired by his band mates to watch over him, and keep him on schedule. However, there is something about the woman that sparks his interest, despite his best to ignore her. When darkness threatens to consume him, he realizes she may be the only light that will chase the shadows away.

Available at:

Ebook: Amazon / Amazon UK / iTunes / Smashwords /Nook / Kobo

In Print: Amazon / Amazon UK / Barnes and Noble /Createspace / Book Depository

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****For my giveaway**** One lucky winner will receive a $10 Amazon Gift Card, and an eBook copy of Two Worlds Collided gifted through Amazon. (PDF is available upon request.) If you've already purchased Two Worlds Collided, feel free to choose another one of my books to be gifted to you if you should be the lucky winner.

What do you need to do to win the prize?

  1. Leave your email in the comments

  2. Answer the question? If you time traveled, where would go and why? (The old west? The 50s? Medieval Scotland? Old west? Choose a place. Or would you just go far enough back so not to make that mistake again!)

Good Luck! I'll announce the winner on Feb. 15th.

Free to all: A recipe for Chocolate Peanut Butter Truffles

Ingredients

  1. Roll of refrigerated peanut butter cookie dough (I prefer Pillsbury)

  2. A bag of semisweet chocolate chips (2 cups) ( I prefer Nestle)

  3. Optional (Chopped Peanuts)

Heat oven to 350°F.

Shape cookie dough into 1 1/4-inch balls and place 2 inches apart on a cookie sheets.

Bake until light golden brown (Usually 8-9 minutes). Cool on cookie sheets 5 minutes. Refrigerate 10 to 15 minutes or until completely cooled. Meanwhile, line the cookie sheet with waxed paper and them set aside.

In medium bowl, microwave chocolate chips uncovered on High 60 to 90 seconds, stirring until smooth.

Dip cooled cookie balls, one at a time, into the melted chocolate and place them on the cookie sheet. (You may have to reheat chocolate)

(Optional- If you like, also add chopped peanuts on top of the cookie before the chocolate sets.)

Refrigerate truffles about 10 minutes or until coating is set.

Enjoy!

Don't forget to hop on over to the other blogs for more fun and a chance to win more prizes. Also, enter the Rafflecopter for the grand prize.

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1. A Time For Love ~ Casi McLean 2. Spunk & Hunks ~ Anna Durand
3. Love in the Month of February ~ Mary Morgan 4. Love Potions and Charms ~ Sorchia Dubois
5. He said he wasn't the romantic kind of guy, but... ~ Peggy Jaeger 6. Love and War ~ Gini Rifkin
7. Sexy Chocolate Cakes ~ Kayden Claremont 8. 50 Great Date Ideas ~ Devon Mckay
9. Hearts Abound ~ Tena Stetler 10. Love Every Day ~ Darlene Fredette
11. Importance of Valentines Day ~ Maureen Bonatch 12. Souls Forever Bound ~ Judith Sterling
13. Mysterious Origins of Valentine's Day ~ Barbara Bettis 14. A Romantic Valentine Dinner ~ Jana Richards
15. Steamy Romance Meets Spooky Suspense ~ Kathryn Knight 16. Book Bling ~ Elizabeth Alsobrooks
17. Sweet Romances ~ Katherine McDermott 18. Historical Heartbeats ~ Brenda B. Taylor
19. An Awesome Bewitching Author Valentines Day ~ Lisa Voisin 20. Idea City ~ Kitsy Clare/Catherine Stine
21. Welcome to the ABA Valentine Hop ~ Linda Nightingale 22. Bridie Hall YA Author ~ Bridie Hall
23. A Time For Love Valentine Blog Hop ~ Amber Daulton 24. 'Out Of This World' Romance ~ Hywela Lyn
25. Time Travel For Love ~ Karen Michelle Nutt 26. Valentine's Day - A Family Tradition ~ Holland Rae
27. Historical Heartbeats

 

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Ghost dad chats… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. Did a few creative punctuation to end at a good spot. 🙂

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"Come on, Mom, you're tired," she said as she strode over to her mother and put an arm around her shoulder. "I was only three years old. Obviously, I had a vivid imagination."

Only five-foot-five in her bare feet, Cecilia towered her mother by four inches and that wasn't counting the boots she wore with the two-inch heels. Her mother raised her chin to peer at her. "It's why I locked you out of here," her mother told her and rested her hand on her arm. "You kept talking to him."

A cold chill brushed the back of her neck, but she managed to keep her voice calm. "It's okay, Mom," she said and ushered her toward the door, but at the archway, she couldn't help but glance over her shoulder at the roadie box half expecting Lars Gunner to be sitting on top of it. Of course, no ghost dad was to be seen.

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So was she really chatting it up with her dear ole ghost dad?

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

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Do you remember what you said? End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 8.  Last week snippet is here.

Lars Gunner, rock star, and Cecilia's father died 23 years ago. Her mother has never gotten over losing him. They're in Lar's study that is more like a shrine filled with items he owned in life. Phoebe (Cecilia's mother is speaking first). This is Cecilia's POV.

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. Did a few creative puctuation to end at a good spot. 🙂

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She moved from her grip and walked over to the black road case, which had wheels and a handle to make transporting equipment, music sheets, and other such items from place to place that much easier. Her father had taken this one with him on the road since his first concert when singing for his supper hadn't been a joke but a reality to when the band had finally made it big and gourmet banquets were set out for them as if they were kings. It was like having a lucky sock or coin, but his lucky item just happened to be a beat up old roadie box. Her mother had one too, but hers had been custom made with leopard fur and rhinestones.

Her mother's hand slid over the black box, pausing over the dent in one corner as if that particular dent held a fond memory. "Right after your father died, you would come in here and stare at this beat up old thing and I would ask you what you were doing," she said and glanced over her shoulder at her. "Do you remember what you said?"

She shook her head.

"You would say: Daddy's playing his guitar and singing to me." Her mother pulled her wrap closer around her as if for warmth and said, "You were always his little girl and even in death, you loved him more than me."

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

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“He’s here, you know”, she whispered… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 7.  Last week snippet is here.

Cecilia found her mother watching films of her father who died 23 years ago. It's around the anniversary of his death and it always triggers her mother's annual drinking binge.

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. Did a few creative puctuation to end at a good spot. 🙂

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"I was watching films of your father," her mother said as if she didn't already know this. "He was so damn handsome," her mother added as she reached out her hand and tucked a long strand of hair behind Cecilia's ear. Her mother's fingers were cold to the touch when she cupped her face. "You look so much like him," she said and her voice choked on those words and tears fell, leaving streaks on her cheeks.

She'd heard this a million times how much she looked like her father and she sometimes wondered if that was why her mother had sent her away to boarding school; she couldn't look at her without remembering her long dead husband.

She took her mother's hand and lowered it and said, "Let's draw you a bath and once you're all cleaned up, I'll tuck you into bed."

Her mother nodded, obviously too tired to argue with her, which proved a blessing in disguise. "He's here, you know," she whispered as she helped her mother to her feet and couldn't help but notice her breath smelled like an ashtray.

"Who's here?" she asked.

"Your father," she told her and glanced around the room as if Lars Gunner would manifest to prove her point.

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

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Pity party for one… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 6.  Last week snippet is here.

Cecilia's mother is watching a film of her dead husband's band rehearsal, but Cecilia turns off the projector, making her mother acknowledge she is there.

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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Cecilia moved around the couch and took a seat next to her mother. She reached for the bottle but her mother moved it out of her reach. "I think you've had enough," Cecilia told her gently.

"I'll say when I have," Phoebe hissed and her features hardened and her bloodshot eyes didn't quite focus on her as she sneered.

She tried a different approach. "I've been phoning you and it's been three days, Mom" she added for meaning.

Her mother's brows puckered together. "Three days?" she repeated her words with a shaky voice, losing some of its hostility.

She nodded and her mother lowered her hand then finally handed her the bottle. She placed it on the coffee table to join the other bottles her mother had indulged in while she had her pity party with her dead father.

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

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She’s no saint… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 5.  Last week snippet is here.

Cecilia's mother is watching a film of her dead husband's band rehearsal. Cecilia for a moment feels sorry for her mother, knowing the woman never got over losing her husband. (I'm jumping ahead a few sentences. A little creative editing for the sentence limit)

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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No matter how the world wanted to immortalize him as a musical genius, he was just a man who didn't give a crap about his family. She marched over to the projector and turned it off, and the room was swept into darkness.

"What the f***?" her mother screeched and ruined any pity she might have felt for her moments before. Her mother wasn't a saint either.

She reached for the lamp next to the couch and turned it on. They weren't in the dark, but the lamp in no way illuminated the room into brilliance.

"Lars?" her mother said as she turned to look at her.

She sighed and moved closer so her mother's bleary vision could focus on reality and said, "It's me, Cecilia...you know, your daughter."

Phoebe turned away in her seat with a huff and it was obviously, she wasn't too drunk to recognize sarcasm. "I know who you are," she grumbled and lifted the bottle to her lips.

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

TWO WORLDS COLLIDED has been nominated at Preditors and Editors for Best Sci-fi Novel. Sure would love your vote: http://critters.org/predpoll/novelsf.shtml. Sure would appreciate your vote. If you have a book nominated there, let me know. 🙂

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

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Spawn of the Nordic God… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 4  Last week snippet is here.

Cecilia finds her mother at home sitting in the study, a shrine of sorts to her father who died 23 years ago.

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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Her mother gripped a bottle of whiskey in her hand as if it were a lifeline to the here and now. Her mother was only forty-six, looked older without her stage makeup, but she still kept her figure, most likely because she'd forgotten to eat half the time she was on tour. She may be mom to her, but the world knew her as Phoebe Keddie of the Feral Hearts with golden blonde hair, gray eyes, and a curvy firm body that knew how to move in a way that hypnotized and fascinated the audience into dreaming of sex on the long summer nights–or so the reporters liked to say about her. Wonder what they say if they saw her tonight.

The clicking hum of the projector playing behind her mother drew her interest, and she took a few steps into the room to glance at the white wall where her mother's gaze seemed to be fixated and then she realized why there was such a fascination. Her father had recorded all of the band's rehearsals, and apparently, they still had the old reels stored somewhere since one of the rehearsals was being projected on the wall.

She never really knew her father, Lars Gunner, frontman for the Silent Plaids, since he died when she was three years old, but she'd seen plenty photos since the media liked to keep his image alive with videos of his performances and his photographs plastered on the Internet. Lars could almost be called pretty with his Nordic good looks and wide blue eyes, but his five o'clock shadow and longish blonde locks gave him the edge he needed for his rock star image. She was blessed or cursed, depending if they'd ask her, with looking like him–long straight blonde hair, wide blue eyes...yep, she could not deny she was the spawn of the late Nordic god whose songs had rocked the world in the early 90s.

Truthfully, she never cared for the Silent Plaids' music, and if she were to listen to the oldies but goodies, she went for a Civilized Heathens' CD because let's face it, Bellamy Lovel was a babe back then and his curly dark hair was to die for, but most of all his voice and the way he moved was every woman's rock star dream.

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

TWO WORLDS COLLIDED has been nominated at Preditors and Editors for Best Sci-fi Novel. Sure would love your vote: http://critters.org/predpoll/novelsf.shtml. Sure would appreciate your vote.

If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us and share a snippet of your work in progress, a new release, or an oldie but goodie.

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