Monday, February 18, 2013

Monday Muse...

When Fina dreamed of that day, it was always in color.  Vivid blues and greens.  She'd caught a flawless wave along the Pipeline.  She'd taken the drop and rode it, barreling through until she was, once again, at one with the water surrounding her.  Everything was right in that moment.  Her soul connected to Mother Earth in moments of pure perfection.

If only she'd seen the men in grey suits, sharks to the non-surfing sect, before they'd attacked.  The leash kept her tied to her board allowing the pod of unnatural predators to pull them both further out to sea.  

Friday, February 15, 2013

Release Day for P.E. Cunningham

Woot!  Release day for a good friends first YA novel, Slayer for Hire.  I'm so excited for her!  Slayer is a wonderful story filled with action, good old paranormal awesomeness and the "yeah, you remember this" fangirl moments mixed in. 

~Here I'm going to date myself, but this story brought me back to my fangirl days for Duran Duran and my belief that Simon Le Bon would some day be mine.~

Head on over to Evernight Teen to pickup your copy now!  Buy Now

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Happy Valentine's Day!

May you find love and romance on this Valentine's Day!

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Monday, February 4, 2013

Monday Muse...

Teva St. Martinel stopped for the umpteenth time to wipe her runny nose and command a halt to the tears freezing her cheeks.  She remembered back just a few hours before to her friends' incessant badgering. "Come snowshoing, Teva... you'll love it, Teva... we promise."  Well she didn't love it, she hated it and belabored the fact that she was lost and it was all their fault.

"Who takes a newbie this high up and ditches her?"  Her friends, obviously, Teva thought.  Middle of the winter, high up in the mountains and all she had with her was a couple of energy bars, a bit of water and her camera.  Wouldn't you know that the last picture she'd take was of this awe-inspiring view and it was doomed to freeze and crumble in the cold before her body was found.  Damn friends.

Teva wanted to kick and scream, cry big slobbery tears at the unfairness of dying young, but she was just to tired.  So she sat and allowed the snow and cold to numb her quickly. She wondered if the brain was the first or last thing to freeze and did it bring with it visions of the abominable snowman like the one coming her way...