Thursday, March 29, 2012

Step #7 of author Mimi Barbour's thirteen promotional steps


7. Goodreads – Again, I have to admit to taking on Goodreadswith a lot of enthusiasm, which did wane after a while. It’s time consuming for an author - but well worthwhile. Because as a reader, and I admit to being a reading freak, it’s a wonderful place to find others who like the same kind of books as you. I’ve met some of my favorite people here, people who I now consider friends, and therefore I try and spend as much time as I can in keeping in touch with them.

Even though I’ve covered the best of Goodreads in my original blurb, I must delve into the benefits a bit more. For every author who is trying to make her way in the social media maze, she/he needs to find readers. The best part about Goodreads is that everyone involved is a booklover, which is what has brought them there in the first place.

This is a site that works something like twitter. The more active you are, the more people see you and want to be friends. The more friends you have, the more people see you….

If you're a writer, once your friends become familiar with your name - because in our industry a lot depends on name recognition - they have more of a tendency to choose your book over others. It’s a well-known fact that this works in an author’s favor. Add to that a killer book cover and a great story, and the next step is those same friends taking the time to write you a review.

And reviews make such a difference to not only the fortunate author, but to many readers. They’re used as a guide in helping them make choices. Myself, I like to see that others have enjoyed the book that interests me.

Friends get to trust the references from others who enjoy the same genres, especially if their likes and dislikes are similar. It can lead to interaction between each other and a closer link is formed. And that's what it's all about. Linking with each other over a subject of interest to us all. Books!!

My Favorite charity has to be the Cancer Society. It's true that there are so many wonderful causes out there in the world quietly helping people to make the most of their lives. But for me, that dreaded disease has taken loved ones from my own family and probably has affected more people's lives than anything else I can think of. It's a battle we've won in some instances, and totter on the verge of breakthroughs for others. In time, maybe no one has to die from cancer. With our help...

For this Charity Hopping Around the World Blog Hop I will be happy to present the lucky winner with a $10 Amazon Gift certificate. All you need to do is leave a comment with your e-mail address.

I'll be adding your names to my newsletter list, so I hope you won't mind getting a periodic letter from me telling of new releases and special news!


Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Meet another new friend!


I want to welcome Babette to my blog today and say Thank You to her again for being such a supportive soul who stepped forward and helped a stranger when she reached out. I'm astonished and delighted at how many times other authors have shown that not only do they have wonderful imaginations, but also, good hearts

Bio: Babette James writes contemporary and fantasy romance and loves reading nail-biting tales with a satisfying happily ever after. When not dreaming up stories, she enjoys playing with new bread recipes and dabbling with paints. A teacher, she loves encouraging new readers and writers as they discover their growing abilities. Her class cheers when it’s time for their spelling test! She lives in New Jersey with her wonderfully patient husband and three extremely spoiled cats.

Thank you, Mimi, for letting me visit here and share a little about Clear As Day, my spicy contemporary romance coming from The Wild Rose Press on April 4, 2012. It’s been exciting preparing for the upcoming release of my debut, and I was delighted to learn last week Clear As Day received a 4 ½ stars and scorcher review from the Romantic Times Book Reviews. Between that and being able to hold my first book in my hands, I’m still happy dancing.

Clear As Day started life years ago as that little “story under the bed you love but can’t do anything with.” I had originally written it as a short story back when I was in college, as an exercise featuring the desert setting of Lake Mohave, which is a stretch of the Colorado River below the Hoover Dam, and the little story was born that would eventually grow into Clear As Day. I never found a place for it in its short story form. Too sexy, not sexy enough. Too long, not long enough. I’d take it out every now and ponder what to do with it, only to file it back away. There were many times I felt like giving up, but I kept on writing new stories and improving my craft and, now I can finally share this story and the characters I love.

In January of 2010, I took the story out once more, thinking to expand it into a small novella for a publisher’s call. That did not work out, but taking that step pushed me forward to really write Nate and Kay’s story, and the once short story bloomed into a sweet and sexy novel and even germinated several ideas for sequels. I loved writing Clear As Day and I enjoyed exploring how Kay was the one resistant to commitment and how sweet and certain Nate was in his love for her. It was a delight to see their love story evolve. I adore Nate, his loyalty and his humor, and had so much fun writing him. I love Kay and all her caution and uptight habits she uses to hide her vulnerability and that she’s never chosen the expected routes in her life but made her own. And the fun part is I don’t have to say goodbye to them just yet. I’m currently working hard to finish and submit the next story featuring a couple from Nate and Kay’s circle of friends, tentatively titled Love Burns. I love this couple, and I’ve enjoyed seeing their story come to life as they work through their personal trials and find their own happily ever after together.


What’s a girl to do when her summer lover wants forever?

Haunted by dark memories of her parents’ volatile marriage, artist Kay Browning keeps her heart locked behind a free-spirit facade and contents herself with the comfortable affair she has every summer with easygoing photographer Nate Quinn.

The only trouble with her plan? This summer Nate’s come to Lake Mohave to claim the lover he can’t let go. He’s done with the endless traveling and settling for temporary homes and temporary loves. Kay’s always been more than just a vacation fling, and now he must convince this woman, who sees love as a course to certain heartbreak, to take that leap of faith and learn how safe love with the right man can be.


She trailed her fingers over his collection of pebbles on the table, polished by sand, wind and water. Be happy. Be happy. How could she feel so happy and terrified at the same time? You’d think one would cancel out the other.

She would be happy. They would talk. She would sort out her mind.

Don’t worry, be happy.

She slipped on her leather sandals and picked up her sunhat, sunglasses and beach bag. “All set.”

As Kay and Olivia arrived at Spider Camp, Nate was talking and taking casual shots of Dave sitting on his boat. Dave waved. Nate stopped talking the moment she came into sight, his attention fixed on her in a way that rushed heat through her and kicked a happy tumble in her heart.

He waved. “Hey, babe!” He raked his gaze over her. “Stop right there.” He raised his camera and made swift adjustments. “Okay, move.” Rapid shutter clicks followed his order. “Oh, yeah. Beautiful. Slower. Perfect.”

He met her halfway and kissed her hot and hard. “I was about to track you down. You look great.”

“And you look happy.”

“Life is good.” He gave her another quick kiss. “I took some awesome shots today.”

Be happy. Kay smiled. She just needed to practice. Starting now. “Want a beer then to celebrate?”

“Sounds great.” Nate slid an arm around her waist and whispered in her ear, “Damn, I love this suit on you. Why does it always make me want to peel you out of it?” He caressed his hand down over her bottom, holding her close. He softly nipped her earlobe. “Between this one and that yellow-dot one, I am one happy man.”

Desire twisted and heated through her. Wanting him was so easy. That, at least, she never doubted.

“Let’s go swimming, so I can play. Hmm?” he murmured, with more little nips. “Please?”

Go on, practice being happy. Go swimming. Play. Relax. Enjoy. Love.

What was so hard about all that?


Kay tugged the knot of her pareu free and tucked the wrap into his hand. “Okay.” She pulled away from him and strolled off, slipping off her shirt and tossing it, her sunglasses and hat on a chair as she passed, kicking off her sandals as she reached the damp sand.

Running feet pounded up behind her, and Nate scooped her up in his strong arms. He charged laughing with her into the water and threw them both in, the cool shocking splash against her sun-heated skin driving a giggling shriek from her.

Laughter and friendly catcalls rang behind them from their friends.

Nate tugged her to her feet, his body hard and warm against hers. He shook the water from his hair. A big smile, alive with affection and delight, lighted his face. Mischief danced in his eyes. “Come on, follow me.” He swam with lazy strokes toward the moored boats and flipped around, floating on his back, waiting. When she followed, he kicked farther on, putting Lloyd’s and Dave’s boats between him and the shore. She caught up with him. The water here was breast deep. He snagged her wrist and drew her close.


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Note from Mimi - Babette's story got me thinking. My career happened very similar to hers. How many of you started in the same way as we did...with a story half written, a dream put on hold until the time was right?

Monday, March 26, 2012

Angels - the lot of you! Thanks...

My post today is to thank the wonderful, supportive friends and even strangers (but now friends) who stepped forward during the Free Par-tay in March and offered to have me as a guest on their blog. I'm sure all that coverage helped me and many of the other authors involved in the promotion and led to a lot of people downloading our free books.

I’m continually astounded by the community of great people in this business and their willingness to be supportive in any situation, to answer any question or direct you to someone who can answer and to give encouragement in both the good times and the bad days.

So my angels…from every corner of my heart…thank you.

Toby Neal - Blood Orchids

Shelly Bell - Shelly Bell Author

Lorhainne Eckhart - Illusions

Cathie Dunn - Cathie Dun Writes

Julie Lindsey - Musings from the Slush Pile

Rob Guthrie - Rob on Writing

Rhonda Booker - My Daily Thoughts on Life -

Jennifer Madden - Contemporary, Everyday Splendor -

Amber Meadows - Like a Bump on a Blog

Wodke Hawkinson - Find a Good Book to Read

Vonnie Davis - Vintage Vonnie

Marian Lanouette - Marian Writes

Jo-Ann Carson - Love in Danger

Christine Ashworth - Wicked…with a Side of Saucy

Mary Keith - Keith Publications

Babette James - Love is…perhaps magic!

Carlyle Labuschagne - Carlyle on the Broken Series 

Rue Allyn - Author Rue Allyn

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Meet my new friend!

I want to welcome a new friend to my blog today,  Rue Allyn.
Not long ago, I reached out to some of the different loops I'm on and asked if anyone would have space on their blogs for me to guest with them - to help with a new promotion. Rue stepped forward and graciously offered to have me visit with her. I so appreciated her kind gesture and support, and so I wanted you to meet her and hear about her work.

I wrote my first story around the age of five and read my first romance at the age of eight. I’ve been in love with being in love ever since. I’m happily married to my sweetheart of many, many years. We share the home of two cats, who condescend to allow me to feed them and clean their litter box. They occasionally permit me to pet them but demand my love and attention as their right. I am in awe of their feline ability to dominate with half a glance or a mere twitch of tail.
I am insatiably curious, an avid reader and traveler. I love to hear from readers about your favorite books and real life adventures. I also love my work. Seriously, what could be more fun than sharing love and adventure with all your friends. That’s what I do when I write and publish a story. I’m delighted you are here to join Mimi and me in the love of reading and writing.

I want to thank Mimi for having me as her guest here at ‘Believe.’ Just a few days of interaction with Mimi’s special brand of hope born in romantic disaster has me changing how I see heaven.Too bad I can’t say the same for the characters in my April 1, 2012 erotic romance Off Limits.Senior Chief Gunner’s Mate Hank ‘The Wall’O’Mara is as stubborn and single-minded as his nickname implies until he meets Lt. Bethany Morton and love’s irresistible force.From the start Hank and Beth are all wrong for each other, and they both know it. He’s from the working class; she’s from the elite. He loves the sea more than any woman; she loves her job more than any man—or so they think.When these opposites collide over home plate during a command baseball game the attraction is magnetic and will change their lives in ways that neither can imagine at the time

I loved writing this story, not only because I got to base some scenes on my own naval experiences but also because Hank and Beth won my heart the minute I met them.  They are both characters used to giving orders and definitely attempted to railroad my story.  In the end we all compromised, and I believe the story is better for the sacrifices made, just as our country is better off for the sacrifices our service men, women and families make on a daily basis.  While I really want you to purchase a copy of Off Limits (here’s the link to my publisher’s information about the story if you’re interested), it’s more important that you help a service member or a veteran.  Many organizations exist that channel help for our military and their families.  My personal favorite has always been the USO.  Wherever and however you choose to help.  Do it now.  Don’t wait to hear that a friend, neighbor or relative has sacrificed everything.  Last, please leave a comment and share your thoughts on this post or anything that’s on your mind.  One lucky commenter will receive a free download of my current release, The Widow’s Revenge.

A short excerpt from Chapter One of Off Limits

That’s not a batter; that’s a walking wet-dream.  Through the grid of his catcher’s mask, Senior Chief Gunner’s Mate Hank—The Wall—O’Mara watched the opposing team’s last minute addition to the roster approach the plate.  Usually, he liked his women on the long, lean side.  Small women made him feel awkward in his solid 6’ 4” frame.

For this woman, he’d put up with feeling awkward.  She had all the right pieces in all the right places—curves, bumps, satin-skin, ocean deep green eyes and dewy, pink, kiss-me-naked lips.  He licked his own lips at the thought and gave a low, soundless whistle.  

Down boy.  He crouched, holding his mitt at half-mast.  The last inning of the command fast-pitch softball championship is no time to get distracted.  From the look of the batter, we’ve got no worries.  So calm down and concentrate.  You can put your moves on her after she strikes out.  

As she settled in at the plate, Hank couldn’t help but appreciate the compact lines of the woman.  He ran his eyes boldly up her trim ankles and sleek calves, past slender thighs, and round hips to a tiny waist.  All encased in skin-hugging denim.  Above that waist, the gentle swell of her breasts arrested his inventory.  Bigger than a mouthful, smaller than a handful, they gave a pleasant distortion to the hot pink letters, L-T.-S-L-U-G-G-E-R, scrawled across her black T-shirt.  Resisting the urge to discover the exact color, shape, texture and taste of those twin mounds caused Hank no small amount of pain. 

Uh oh.  The meaning of that lushly stretched phrase finally registered.  Lt. Slugger.  Why did the wet dream have to be an officer wet dream?  

Off duty, off base, he didn’t mind an occasional outing with a female sailor, even one with bars on her collar, but he drew the line at climbing into bed with one.  Sleeping with officers was just plain stupid, and Hank wasn’t stupid.  What a shame that God created Lt. Slugger with beds in mind.  

She shifted, and her breasts swayed.  Mesmerized, Hank licked his lips again.  Somebody coughed.  Still Hank stared.  I bet she’s soft.  Real soft.
Another cough, louder this time, followed by, “Hey Wall.  Play ball, will ya.”
Hank shook his head and raised his mitt.  “Uh, yeah, sure thing Ump.”  As he lifted his gaze, he caught speculation in the Lieutenant’s misty green eyes.  He looked away and focused on flashing signals to the pitcher.   

Hank motioned for a straight pitch.  With a batter this small, the worst they’d have to sweat about was a line drive.  Even the rookie right fielder could handle that, especially with the rocket he had for an arm.  

But Hank figured he didn’t have to fret on the rookie.  The Lieutenant couldn’t possibly have much power in her slim shoulders.  Even if she hit the ball, those shapely legs weren’t long enough to carry her very far, very fast.  She’d be out before she got to first base.
He balanced on the balls of his feet and nodded to the pitcher.  The guy wound up and let go with a straight slow ball that crossed the middle of the zone.  The Lt. swung and fanned air.  The ball smacked into Hank’s mitt.  

He grinned and raised his gaze to hers.  Her eyes filled with a sea of cool assessment.  He lofted the ball toward the pitcher and cocked an eyebrow.  “Too fast, Ma’am?”  

She blinked, quirked one corner of her mouth and settled into position again, giving a sexy little wiggle to her hips.  Hank felt his jaw go slack.  She turned her head back to him.  The action rubbed pale, silky curls across her nape, just where Hank imagined placing a tiny bite.

Not me, Chief?  How about you?”  

“Uh, no Ma’am.”  His grin broadened, and he aimed a quick glance at her hips.  “You’ve got a nice swing, real smooth and easy.”  

She smiled and once more blinked spiky black lashes at him.  Her voice came at him low and inside.  “Why thank you, Chief.”

His heart skipped.  

The ump shouted, “Play ball!”  

The Lieutenant turned away and resettled her stance.  

Hank signaled for another strike.  

She tipped it back.  

The ball plopped gently into his mitt once more.  Damn, this is too easy.  “With all due respect, Ma’am, that’s our best pitcher out there.  He can’t throw ‘em much slower.”  

She gave Hank an easy grin.  “I like mine hard and fast, sailor.”  Her smoke and whiskey voice licked at his ears then bit down hard. … (read the rest of this excerpt at

Sunday, March 18, 2012

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Friday, March 16, 2012

Categories on Amazon


On Amazon, categories are extremely important. I need to reiterate that. Categories are extremely important.

Did you realize that if you're in the wrong category, you could sit in the boondocks forever and never get your Amazon Best Seller's Rank up any higher. Remember - the higher your rank, the more visible Amazon will make you. The more visible you become, the more books you sell. Right?

When I first became a published author, I had a contract with The Wild Rose Press and expected them to take care of all that publishing 'business'. I wrote the books and they sold them – except they didn't. Sales were dismal, and there seemed to be nothing I could do about the problem. Write a better book I was told. So I did. But, it didn't help. I continued to sell those same amount of books that we all sell to our personal family, friends and few loyal fans.

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One thing I learnt was that it's very important which category you chose to place your book. You need to do a lot of homework checking out the others in your genre and pick out the ones in the top of the 100 bestsellers list and the bottom of the same list. Then check to see their rank #, and whether you'll ever be able to compete. Because I wrote paranormal romance, I automatically choose those categories without paying attention to just how many others I'd be competing against.

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She did a little quick step, swinging her hips in a sexy swaying motion. His mouth gaped, and he blinked double-time.
     She closed in.
     He backed up.
     “I guess. I didn’t know you could dance. In fact you told me you couldn’t. Okay, I get it. Who are you? And what have you done with my pal Annie?” It was a corny old line, but one that made her laugh.
     When he smiled back in his distinctive way, another tide of flutters began in her chest and made breathing all but impossible. Her breathy giggle, totally unlike her, had his eyes narrowing. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
     “Try me.”
     She inhaled and slowly released the air. When her pink lips formed a kissing kind of contortion, she watched his gaze zeroed in on her mouth.
     Lipstick?” The word slipped out, and she wondered if he was even aware of saying it.        
     She looked down. Her hands angled out in front as if holding an open book. “I’ve decided my life needs a total overhaul. I haven’t talked about it much, but I’ve been unhappy with myself for years.”
     “Uhh, honey, you talk about it frequently.”
     “Do I? Sorry.” A frown formed. She bit down on her bottom lip, a childhood habit she couldn’t seem to break.  She swallowed, and brought her eyes back to his face where only concern registered.
     “No problem. Go on.” His one-sider mocked her.
     “You have to agree, it’s more than time for me to make some life changes. This morning I made up my mind.” She gulped and leapt, no turning back. “I’m quitting the day-care. And if the Human Resource Manager’s position is still available with Lou Montaro’s company, then I’m going to take it. Remember how I told you he’s been after me for weeks? I’ve thought it through very carefully, went over all my options, and I’ve decided. I want it. Running his Personnel Department is an upper management position. If his bribes are anything to go by, the wages will be generous.”
     Tyler sank down on the nearest red bar stool, and stared at her. He shook his head as if to clear it. “You’re doing what?” The loudness of his voice hinted at his confusion. “You never took his offer seriously? You love your job, and you care about those kids. How can you leave them?”
     For a split second she wrung her hands and chewed at her lip gloss. When a mystical strengthening in her back reminded her of her earlier pledge, she stopped that nonsense and squared her shoulders.
     “Tyler I have to do this. I’m twenty-nine, and I’ve lived like a nun. I have no close friends except for you, my computer, and my TV. I never go anywhere other than to visit the folks twice a year, and that’s about as stimulating as—as my job’s been lately.” She started to pace.
     “Hold it. We go out together lots. What about our dinners, and movie nights, and all the fun mornings we’ve spent garage-sale-ing.” The last reference was a dig at her love of bargains to fix up her place. He grabbed her arms to hold her in front of him. His hurt, reproachful look squeezed Annie’s soft heart, but she wouldn’t soften. “We’ve renovated our apartments together....” She made her eyes harden, and the total lack of expression on her face probably stopped him from continuing.
      “Good times, yes, but not too exciting.”
     “Oh, Annie, I—“
     “Tyler!” Her hand shot out and pushed in his direction. “Listen, don’t talk, or I’ll never be able to explain.”
     “I’m listening.” His voice lowered, sounding like a groan.
     “I want to get out more and have some fun—go to parties, and have occasionally dates, maybe even find a boyfriend who’ll....”
     The look on Tyler’s face made her reconsider this line and try another.
     “Okay, look! Other than my job, our friendship, and periodically helping you out with the runaways, my life is empty. I need to grow up and do something different. I want to meet new people, have new experiences. I want…more.”     
     Wailing the final word, Annie plunked down on the red-cushioned barstool next to Tyler’s.
     He stared at her, his expression grim, but other than shaking his head back and forth, he said nothing. She sensed that words trembled on his lips, but he bit them back, and she relaxed. If he tried to talk her out of her plans, she didn’t know if she had the strength to fight him.
     “Tell me you understand. Please, Tyler, I need for you to help me do this.” Grabbing his hand in both of hers, she held on tight. Concentrating all her energy, she willed him to see her new needs. 
     He shot up. All six feet two inches of buff maleness paced up and down the small space. Jeans, worn snug and low, showed off his lankiness, his great buns, and his muscular legs. He moved with a hip-swaying motion that was eye-catching, sexy, and very much Tyler. A black golf shirt clung to his well-stocked upper frame, and set off his tan. Her hungry eyes trailed his movements, never shifting. The light caught the tiny diamond stud in his ear that some of the teens had gotten together to buy for his last birthday. Being Tyler, he hadn’t the heart to refuse to wear it, and it had taken him months to get used to the trinket. She loved it, because she knew the kids bought it to represent their admiration for a man who’d support them through anything.
    His hands fiddled with the jean pockets as he slid them in and out. Finally, he hovered in front of her and leaned in.

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