Not-erotic Thursday: Strawberries in Winter by Kerri Augusto

At Dear Author, I commented and said I’d been thinking of highlighting the non-erotic books I work on, because they don’t usually get quite as much screen time as the erotic ones. Several commenters said they’d like to see that (who knows if they even read this blog) and I decided to stop thinking about it and do it. As it happens, this first book isn’t one that I worked on and I know little about it other than it was published by Samhain so it must rock hard.

But I have noticed Kerri around the internet doing some really nice promotion, and she has a great hook, an intriguing book trailer and one seriously awesome contest, so I’m starting with her book!

“Strawberries in Winter” by Kerri Augusto

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Genre: Mainstream
Length: Plus Novel
Price: 6.50
Publication Date: January 29, 2008
Cover art by Scott Carpenter

Kyra Adams feels like she is living someone else’s life. The problem is, she’s right…

At thirty-six, Kyra has a workaholic husband, an ailing mother, a radiant daughter, and a dream home in the heart of suburbia. Her days are filled with saccharine ‘Mommy and Me’ play dates, but her nights are haunted by terrifying dreams of a girl with no reflection.

When her daughter becomes lost in a department store, Kyra’s dream intrudes on her waking state, and a threatening voice in her head challenges, “If you lost her, who would you be?”

Terrified by the realization that she is disappearing into the footnotes of other people’s lives, and yearning for a full and genuine life of her own, Kyra seeks solace at a writer’s retreat in rural Vermont. What she expects are answers. But what she finds is a deeply troubled stranger with a tragic past, and a powerful secret that pierces into the heart of her family, testing the limits of forgiveness.

Are some secrets better left untold? Kyra is about to find out.

Not enough to convince you? You HAVE to go read Kerri’s post on the Samhain blog from Tuesday and watch her video. The post makes you want to read the book. In fact, if you’ve gotten this far and go over and read the post/watch the video then come back here and comment (in some meaningful way) I’ll enter you for a free download of the book,winner to be drawn this weekend.

But wait, there’s more! Kerri, as part of her promo, is giving away an ebook reader! Go check out her website and enter to win an Ebookwise.

Get saved while grocery shopping

This morning I stopped by the grocery store, to pick up something to take to a party I’m going to tonight. As I was loading my groceries into the truck, I was approached by a woman bearing religious pamphlets. After I gave a polite “no thank you” and a smile, I happened to notice that she was parked in the lot with three other women in the car. Apparently, they were waiting for shoppers to come out and approaching them while they put groceries in their cars. I’m not sure how I feel about that. I’m used to being approached for things like money, but not someone interested in bringing me to God. I guess it’s better than them coming to my door (which happens as well. Clearly God is sending me some sort of message that I’m too dense to get).

Car shopping

In the past two weeks, we’ve had some bad car luck at our house. Last week, I was rear ended while sitting at a stop light. What makes it worse is that the person who rear ended me was stopped. And then went. For some unexplained reason. Thankfully I drive an Explorer with a long hitch. The car that hit me took the damage, I got seemingly none (since there was little speed behind the impact). That same day, while driving Brianna to daycare, my passenger side door took on a mind of its own and swung open in mid turn. Eek!

This week, it was Josh’s car. The transmission went out. Yay us. Of course, it couldn’t happen say…down the block? Nooo. 30 minutes away. On a weird but happy coincidence, we’d had this old Porsche sitting in the driveway that was going to be a project car. But since we’re refinancing the house and don’t want the junkyard feel (there were three broken down cars in our one driveway) to decrease the value of the appraisal, we decided to work on clearing them out. So we had a gentleman coming down to pick up the Porsche. He had a trailer. And met Josh on the way and towed his car back to our house, so we didn’t have to pay for a two. Whew!

So we thought, getting rid of the Porsche, we’d be down to two broken down cars in the driveway. One is going to Salvation Army (it actually does run, just not well). But um, now we have a broken down Mustang instead. So one working car with one of us working 45 minutes away. That so doesn’t work.

The Mustang isn’t the best family car. Though Brianna LOVES driving in “Daddy’s red car” (because it has no backseat and no air bags so her carseat goes in the front seat when she has to ride with him). And now that it doesn’t work, it makes an even worse family car, don’t you think? Car shopping it is.

Have I ever mentioned how much I like the idea of car shopping but the actual execution of it…not so much. And it’s harder when you’re 1) not sure exactly what kind of car you’re shopping for (though the words Mini Cooper have been bandied about) and 2) shopping for a used car and 3) refinancing your house so in credit limbo. Plus, I think I was traumatized the last time we shopped and bought the Explorer, by the saleswoman who tried to take me hostage. She scared me.

Thus begins my poor husband’s frustration with me, where I want a “new” car to magically appear in my driveway without the looking, decision making or haggling over prices. Can’t I live in a world where that happens?

Editor quirk #2

A few weeks ago I talked about a quirk I have in regards to dialogue tags. This week, it’s two words. The end.

I’ve seen it twice in the past week. In the first book, the last paragraph is some spicy sex. The hero is plunging his cock into the heroine. And then I read… The End. Dude. What’d he do? Sex her to death? Gah. Once again we have a quirk that puts me instantly in mind of children’s books (such a nice imagery when combined with plunging cocks. Yikes). But actually, even most of Brianna’s books don’t have “the end” in them. And how many novels have you read lately that use it?

I don’t get “the end”. Okay, not only do I not get it, I pretty well dislike it. If you have to type “the end” to let your reader know the book is over, there’s a problem.

Do me a favor. Lose “the end”. You really don’t need it.

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