Friday, December 28, 2007

Looking forward to 2008!

I don't know about you, but I'm sooooo ready for 2007 to be gone. This has NOT been my year at all. And to make things worse, I haven't been able to write for four months.

Things are looking better for 2008. My teenage daughter (who has been giving me grief) is going to move out. This is good news and bad. I'll miss my 20-month-old grandson terribly, but at least I won't stress over my daughter. I'll have more time to write, which I'm looking forward to.

It's my goal for 2008 to get my foot in the door (or window, whatever works) with one of the big NY publishers. Santa even gave me a new computer and laser printer for the occasion. Woo-Hoo! To prepare for the time I start writing full time, my muse has been on over-drive. Since Christmas, I've though of three new story ideas. Oh boy! heehee

So, raise your glasses of wine, champagne, Coke, or water (or whatever you drink) and let's toast to a great New Year!!


Wednesday, December 26, 2007


Technology continues to get better and better. My son and Santa brought me a flypen for Christmas. And oh, wow, I'm in love. All I have to do is turn it on, activated it, and write. So, when I'm in the car on long trips or stuck in a boring assembly, I can write. I had to install software on my computer, but now it's all ready to recieve so I can take the pen home, plug it in and the program tranlates my hen scratching into words in my word doc. file. How nifty is that? Did I say I'm in love? I can't wait to make real use of it.

I also recieved a digital dictaphone and the only thing that would make this gadget better is the same ability to transform audible into printed word, but still, I can see a ton of uses for it as well. In fact, I took it to the bath last night. I'm always getting an idea or two while I relax and this time I was able to record the idea before I lost it.

I am all set for the coming year. Whoop!

Friday, December 21, 2007

Danger In Her Arms is available NOW!

I'm so excited! My first romantic suspense, Danger In Her Arms is available today! Woo-Hoo!!!! Check out the book trailer -

Visit The Wild Rose Press to purchase.


If not for the chills rushing over her skin and multiplying quickly, Taylor Marshall would think today’s stroll in the park was like any other day with her daughter. A soft, autumn wind blew through the trees and stirred a lock of hair against Taylor’s cheek as if to soothe her.

It didn’t.

Instead, fear spread through her like a disease, cold and impetuous. She sucked in a quick breath. Remember, breathe. In through the nose, out through the mouth. She peered over her shoulder and glanced at the cluster of trees near the edge of the park. Nobody looked her way, but it was if somebody’s gaze crawled over her. Trepidation of the unknown raked through her like jagged fingernails.

Tightening her hands on the handle of the baby stroller, she pushed it faster. Instead of walking to the swing-set like she’d promised her daughter, she headed back to the parking lot.

Three-year-old Megan tilted her head and looked at her with sad eyes. “Mommy? I wanna swing.”

“No. Not today.” She bit her tongue, wishing her tone hadn’t been so sharp. Instinct told her to get the hell out of there.

Meggie’s big blue eyes filled with tears and her bottom lip protruded. “But I wanna swing.”

Taylor tried her best to smile, but her unsettled nerves made her lips quiver. “Meggie, let’s go home and make some cookies. Doesn’t that sound fun?”

Meggie shrugged. “O-tay, but I wanna swing.”

Taylor glanced around the park, taking in the number of people standing by the fenced pond, the park benches, and the jungle gym. Since it was lunchtime, many walked toward the group of trees near the picnic areas. Out of all the people who surrounded her, there wasn’t one she detected watching her every move. Still, the unidentified terror that rushed through her testified differently.

The closer to the parking lot she came, the more she wanted to break into a run. It was bad enough her poor daughter’s head bounced in rocky rhythm as they dashed over the grassy knoll. The heavy pounding of Taylor’s heart knocked through her chest, overriding the steps her athletic shoes made as they slapped the ground. Her car wasn’t much farther.

Who’d be doing this to her? Could it be one of the many people threatening her father? But then she should be used to this since he’d been threatened a lot in his profession. Although, this time was different. Her father had acted different.
She clenched her jaw. Two nights ago, her father informed her he’d been receiving threatening letters again. Threats weren’t unusual for multi-billionaire Leland Marshall. But this time he had mentioned hiring a bodyguard to protect her. She’d argued. Her safety had been just fine so far in the past twenty-three years.

Almost to the car...

Taylor slowed as she neared her shiny silver Audi. She calmed her breathing, hoping to ease the panic lodged in her dry throat. When she stopped, her legs wobbled and her hands shook. As she reached to unlatch her daughter, she glanced over her shoulder. The cars that filled the parking lot held no immediate threat—none that she could see, anyway.

Meggie giggled and clapped. “That’s fun, Mommy. Do it again.”

Taylor didn’t want to laugh, but the sweet cherub face of her red-cheeked daughter had her grinning anyway. “I don’t think so, honey. Mommy’s all out of breath from running.”

“You were fast.” Meggie giggled. “It tickled my tummy.”

The burning in Taylor’s throat matched the pain in her chest, and under her breath, she swore. She bent and rested her hands on her knees, breathing in deep gushes of air. Perhaps she was overreacting. She glanced behind her at each car. As far as she could tell, nobody had followed.

She blamed her father for putting fear into her. He’d drained the first twenty-three years of her life by being so over-protective, she didn’t want him doing it any longer. She’d told him time and time again she needed to control her own life, not live under the Marshall Dynasty’s thumb.

Once she helped Meggie out of her stroller, her daughter ran to the back of the car to help put it in the trunk.

"No, honey, we’ll just put this in the back seat.”

Meggie shrugged and skipped to her side.

The keys rattled as Taylor reached with a shaky hand to hit the unlock button. She took a deep breath. Steady. Aiming, she clicked the remote and the doors unlocked. She yanked the door open and motioned to her daughter. “Hurry inside, honey.”

Heavy footsteps thudded on the pavement behind her. She turned her head and glanced in the direction of the sound. A man barreled toward her wearing a gray jogging suit and a black knit cap that covered most of his forehead. His heavy shoulder slammed into her and her body struck the car. Pain raced up her spine as her breath whooshed from her. The keys fell from her hands.

He yanked Meggie and hooked her underneath his arm. Her daughter cried out and stretched with outstretched arms.

God no! Fear gripped Taylor’s throat and made it impossible to scream. She lunged for her daughter and grabbed at the man’s baggy sleeve. With his elbow to her side, he shoved her away. The corner of the door struck her back with the force of a sledgehammer and she collapsed to the pavement. The man zigzagged between the vehicles and dashed away.

She yelled through the pain, “Help me. He’s got my baby.”

Tears sprang to her eyes and blurred her vision. She scrambled to her feet and broke into a run. Her lungs ached, her throat burned. The faster she ran, the weaker her legs became. But she couldn’t stop. She also couldn’t stop screaming, although nobody seemed to care or to help.

The man headed for the clump of trees while Meggie screamed for her. Held like a football in this monster’s arms, Meggie’s head bounced as she held her arms out to Taylor while big tears streaked down her daughter’s face.

As he ran toward the other side of the park, fear suffocated Taylor. Soon he’d be out of sight.

She tripped and her body flew through the air. When she landed, her heart crumbled. An intense sting ripped through her bruised knees and scratched hands. A loud sob tore from her throat and tears streamed down her face. She couldn’t stop now. Limbs shaking, she struggled to her feet.

Another man ran by her in a business suit, holding a gun, heading directly for the monster who’d taken Meggie. He stopped before reaching the kidnapper and her daughter. Standing still, legs apart, he pointed his gun.

“No! Don’t shoot—” She sprang toward him, adrenaline pumping through her weak limbs.

The precise pop of the gun made her heart leap to her throat. She stopped and clutched her churning stomach.


Thursday, December 20, 2007

Tradition! Tradtion!

Favorite Christmas traditions

1. Opening one gift on Christmas Eve in anticipation of the other gifts the next morning
2. Christmas Eve services at Church.
3. Baking cookies with my mother – we have a special family recipe called a Bretzle that takes a special iron to make, similar to a waffle iron and oh, it’s to die for.
4. Christmas dinner with everyone gathered to enjoy the feast.

5. Opening one present on Christmas Eve.
6. Spending time with DH’s mom, either at our house or hers alternating years.
7. Listening to Christmas Carols whenever the radio is on
8. Chopping down our own tree at the tree farm (this is so much fun, as we also get candy canes and hot chocolate at the farm) – and we can also buy their handmade wreaths from real fir branches.

9. Spending Christmas Eve with my entire family (mom’s side) all forty of us gather at my aunts house and we eat, watch the kids open presents. Play with the new babies, remember the ones who aren’t with us, Talking about the ones soon to be joining us.
10. Christmas Day at my mom and dad’s. We were gone for almost 14 years. That’s a lot of Christmases to make up for.

11. Go door-to-door singing carols
12. Go to Christmas Village in another town to see lights
13. Open one present Christmas Eve

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Wednesday, December 19, 2007

2008 Eppie Finalist!!!!!

Last Friday, I opened an e-mail that said, "Congratulations, Ciara!" A friend had seen my name on the list posted by the Eppie commitee. With hammering heart, I went in search of this list. Of course, Epic didn't have it on their site yet, so I went in search of pasts posts. With the flood of e-mail that comes my way, I put EpicBiz loop on digest. The first time I scrolled through, I didn't see it. My heart fell. But - I searched again, going much slower this time, and there it was. Whoop!

I'm both thrilled and honored to have finaled. I saw the list of authors in my category and there was some very talented people listed. So, now what? I don't know. I'm seriously thinking of attending Epicon now, but I'm going to have to do some serious saving to be able to afford it. LOL. A Noble Sacrifice is a sci-fi futuristic with paranormal elements. For those that haven't read it, you can find the first chapter on my website.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Romance Satisfies our Inner Child

We romance readers (and writers) have never truly grown up. We are still little girls, longing to read stories about "princesses" being swept away by their "Prince Charmings".

My girls love anything Disney. I know a lot of people have issues with Disney, but not me. I'm giddy when I go to D-land or D-World. I love meeting the characters and watching the movies. I'm a sap, through and through, no doubt about it. But I realized that we have never really grown out of our "princess" phase.

Sure, our fairy tales might be a bit more graphic and intense, but it all boils down to the happily ever after. Romance authors write modern-day fairy tales. They may be a bit more gritty than even the Brothers Grimm (which is actually saying something, as those tales are pretty wicked), but what it all boils down to in the end is that those who love the romance genre probably still love glitter, cry at cheesy movies, and either A.) do arts & crafts, B.) loves animals or C.) have a permanent place on their DVD shelf for either "Pretty Woman" or "Dirty Dancing" or BOTH! LOL

As for me, I have never truly grown up. I fully admit that I still adore princesses and the Charmings who love them. And that's one of the reasons I enjoy writing romance. :)


Monday, December 17, 2007

Not much of a post today

Just an invitation to join the mavens at Love Romances Cafe for an all day email chat. Please go to Love Romances Cafe and drop us a line.


Friday, December 14, 2007

What an awesome review!

Her Knight Of Seduction received a great review from Joyfully Reviewed! I just had to share!!

This tale begins as a case of the biter bit. Rather than marry an aged Earl, Lady Megan Saxton embroils herself in a card game with a darkly handsome man she believes is an eminently handsome and marriageable duke. With only a month to achieve her seduction, she sets out to capture him. Unfortunately for her, she loses the game and it is Edmund Knight she seduces, rather than the Duke of Kelton.

Edmund Knight is the man who brought her family to ruin and he sees no reason why he should not seduce Megan. This conflict is the bedrock of Her Knight of Seduction, an energetic romance with likable characters and hardly a dull moment in the storyline.

Ms Campbell had some success with this story under the title My Knight, My Rogue. She writes of lively and developing relationships and I enjoyed the wit and tension between the major characters, which is fun to follow as they work through their problems.

It's fun to read reviews like this and see that others liked my witty characters and sense of humor...and especially my TENSION. Yeah, they don't call me QUEEN OF SEXUAL TENSION for nothing! heeheee

Phyllis Campbell

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Songs of the Season

Favorite Christmas Music

Everyone has his or her favorite music this time of year. For some it’s traditional, for some it’s modern, country, or even comical. Here is a list of our favorites:

1. The Hallelujah Chorus – we had to learn it in high school choir and I still remember several of us gathering on the main stairway right after school and singing it without prompting from our director. The other students were a bit stunned by our forwardness, but we didn’t care. We enjoyed every minute of it.
2. O Holy Night – my best friend had the most beautiful soprano voice and sang the lead solo for this one while the rest of us sang back up. It still gives me shivers, remembering her voice.
3. Holly Jolly Christmas – My two best friends and I had to learn this for a trio we were in and we spent our senior year performing at many functions.

4. I love O Holy Night. Such a beautiful song. The version sung by Clay Aiken is very powerful
5. Carol of the Bells is another favorite for me. The Gary Hoey version (all guitar) totally rulz.
6. What Child is This? Yes, it’s adapted from Greensleeves, but I still love it.
7. Anything by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra

I’m VERY non-traditional. My kids know it’s Christmas when they hear The Cryptkeeper’s Have Yourself a Scary Little Christmas. With that in mind, here is my list:

8. Juggle Bills
9. Rusty Chevrolet
10. What Can You Get a Wookie for Christmas

11. O Holy Night
12. Silent Night
13. It Must Have Been The Mistletoe

What are your favorites?

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Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Holiday Blues

So here I am, trying to write and I've got a good start, but I think the holiday blues are setting in. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE the holidays. But man, there's so much to do and so little time. I'm just feeling overwhelmed. And when I'm overwhelmed, I tend to procrastinate. Ugh. That only makes things worse. Let's face it, when there's not much time to get things done, procrastinating makes even less time. Yep, it's a time eater.

So, I think I need to post ways to stay focused. And hope they work on me. The number one rule would be to work/write first, then play, but time the play. So - I spent a solid hour of writing. That was good. My reward, I played on myspace for about thirty minutes. Now, I'm writing on my blog. Okay, so that's a form of procrastinating also, but it's healthy procrastinating. And as soon as I finish my thoughts here, I've promised myself that I will write for another hour. After that, I plan to relax in the jacuzzi with a good romance book. The second rule to staying focused is to take care of any home chores first that are making you feel guilty. So yeah, I loaded the dishwasher and fed the dog before sitting at my computer. And third, but not least, we must feed the muse. And this means total nurturing from food to music to scented candles. Make the cave a welcoming environment and stimulate that muse. So, does anyone have any other ideas on staying focused? I'd love to hear your thoughts.

On a totally different note, I got to ride in my first limo this past weekend. Too cool. As soon as I get pictures loaded from my camera, I'll try to post

Tuesday, December 11, 2007


Research. It's a necessary evil. Some authors love it, some really hate it. I think I'm right in the middle. I hate being "delayed" writing a book to research it, however, I've always loved history, it was one of my favorite subjects in school. Therefore, I can sometimes get lost in researching a project.

Case in point, my next book, ONCE A DREAMER, (The Orphan Train Series) is set in Dodge City, KS in the summer of 1878. While researching the routes of the Orphan Train, the name of the streets and shops and saloons, I come across a wonderful nugget of history.

BOTH Wyatt Earp and Doc Holliday lived in Dodge City in the summer of 1878. Earp was the local Marshal, while Holliday came along for the gambling, with a little light dentistry on the side (hence the "Doc"). :)

Am I going to incorporate them into my book? Heck yes I am. I have an awesome opportunity to do something VERY cool. I mean, history buffs who may or may not read ONCE A DREAMER might think to themselves why I would set my book in Dodge City circa 1878 and NOT mention Earp or Holliday at all.

I was excited before to write this book. Now, I'm all kinds of TINGLY excited! :D I've got to watch the movie Tombstone again, even though the shoot out at the O.K. Corral was like 5 years later. Just gotta get some inspiration when and where I can.

Talk about finding a nugget of pure gold in the era and area you are researching for your Next Big Novel! :D


Monday, December 10, 2007

Do Overs is BEST

I was cruising the 'net yesterday because I needed to heck who am I kidding I'm becoming addicted. Actually I was waiting to see if an editor had contacted--nope. Dh was making a comment about finding me on some website I didn't belong on. Hint: It was naked people doing naked people things...ROFLMAO

So I decided to google my name and see where I turned up. I was also hunting for some more reviews on Callye's Justice. Didn't find any of those yet. However I did find something surprising. I didn't know that Do Overs had been selected as BEST inspirational for 2006. It was awarded by Single Titles .com I never heard about it. The prize I mean. I just did a random search. I think its pretty cool! Check out the award site

What makes this even better? Single Titles is part of the Cataromance network. How is this better? In 2005 I won awards for the BEST BOOK in the following catagories: Contemporary with Seeing the Light. Paranormal with Hawk's Rayne, and Romantic Suspense with Dante's Duty.

Do Overs has been a lucky book for me. It was nominated for a Golden Rose and I took honorable mention in the Inspirational catagory.

AND this means I've won best book for the last two years in at least one catagory. I wonder if I can do it again? The only title that qualifies this year is Callye's Justice. This book totally rocks so maybe I can have some good luck with it as well!

Something else really cool happened. My DD had her Christmas concert yesterday.We came home and the most amazing, beautiful hawk was sitting on our porch. His large eyes watched as we pulled into the drive. He didn't move as we got out of the truck. LORD I wish we'd had the camera. He looked at me and then pushed off, circled for a little and then was gone. Now I'm not really superstitious. I beleive that I have a totem animal, a cougar. Whenever I'm having a particularly stressful time in my life a cougar comes to me in my dreams and helps me feel safe, and confident.

ANYWAY I took the hawk as a sign. He was waiting for me. Sure the family was with me. But when he looked me in the eye I knew he was waiting for me. I have another Hawk waiting for me. Hawk's Rayne. I had been invited to submit this book to another publisher. I had put it off due to my schedule but now is the time. I feel it.

When I submit the book I'll give a shout and we'll see how it goes. I'm still in the pickle barrel on finishing the revisions on Beyond Death but those will be done soon. Once they are then I'm going to look at Hawk again.I love the book and I want it to be released to a while new audience.

Looks like I've blathered anough.

Have a great week!

Friday, December 07, 2007

New Book Trailer & Interview

I'm excited to announce another book trailer! Check out Danger In Her Arms.

This romantic suspense (my first!) will be released Dec. 21st from The Wild Rose Press. I'm counting down the days!

And check out my interview, too! It's on Joyce Anthony's blog. Woo-Hoo! Great way to promote myself.

Thursday, December 06, 2007

T13 Homemade Christmas gifts.

Best ones you've made/given and/or received

1. When I was in high school, I sewed a lot, so everyone got sewn items from me, shirts, skirts and once, I even made my dad a suit (though it didn’t come out like I wanted LOL)
2. My husband is quite a carpenter so one year he built me some wonderful bookshelves.
3. My son learned to etch glass in art and made a wonderful decorative piece for us.
4. I crocheted an afghan for my mother one year.

5. I’ve made crocheted teddy bears for each of my kids. One year, I made them all out of variegated yarns and had them poking their heads out of the stockings on Christmas morning. They were a HUGE hit.
6. I’ve received three BEAUTIFUL flower-wrapped wreaths from my brother-in-law’s mother, who makes them as a hobby but could TOTALLY sell them. I keep trying to get her to go into business, but she says she’s not business saavy. With all the promo I’ve learned from being an author?? Please. The woman should hire me as her marketing guru. :P
7. My daughters gave me a few gifts last year that they didn’t make, but that they bought with their own money. Some wooden spoons, barettes, and chocolate candy. I loved those presents, because they’re not given allowances in the traditional sense, more like pocket change whenever we have any or money in the laundry, etc. So having them buy me stuff meant a lot, because they don’t have a lot of money to spend, and they chose to buy me gifties. J

8. Gifts in a Jar. Those are a big hit. You put the dry ingredients into a jar and attach the recipe. I covered mine with holiday fabric but you can make them for any time of year.
9. Hand quilted potholders. Different themes for different friends and family.
10. Mountain Pounding baskets. I make these for wedding showers too. You put in a pound of all the basic kitchen necessities and some measuring cups, spoons, etc.

11. Anything I’ve received from my daughters when they were youngI crocheted wall fans with flowers one year.
12. Anything I can put on the wall
13. Husband made the girls a dollhouse one year…lasted a very long time

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Wednesday, December 05, 2007

New Release!

Eliza's Copper Penny is now available. I'm very excited about this one. Copper's one of my favorite heroes and I think Eliza's part me. LOL.

You can find the e-book at Champagne Books
Eliza's Copper Penny

Ciara GoldSo, what have I done to let folks know about this book besides blogging here? I think promotion is a big topic lately. What works for one person, might not work for another. And too, there are a ton of really good books out there. What sets one book apart from another? All good questions which we could debate all year and still not answer to our satisfaction.

Today, though, I'll share what I've done. Right or wrong. First, I did pre-promo as I like to call it. A contest was placed on my website and over the course of two months, I posted excerpts when I could. This past Sunday, I hit four loops with the announcement and an excerpt. I updated my website and my spot at Author's Den. Monday, I mailed out my contest prize to the winner and 300 postcards to addresses I've gathered over the year. (I still have more to prepare and mail)Today, I'm scheduled for a loop chat with Phyllis Campbell at ebooklove. Oh, and I posted a bulletin on myspace. Will it be enough to get the book off on a good start? Only time will tell.

Okay, I totally forgot today was Wednesday. Couldn't possibly because I had a wonderful loop chat at e-booklove or the grand opening of a magazine I'm editor for, so yup, I'm posting very late. Oooops. My bad.

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T* Is Available Now!

If you haven't heard by now, Book III in my popular BEAST series, NATURE OF THE B*E*A*S*T*, is now available in eBook!

Buy your copy here:

You've been waiting since February to find out what happens to Wade McAllister... Your wait is now over. What's in store for my BEAST series? Read the book and find out. :) Woohoo!


Monday, December 03, 2007

what a way to end the weekend!

My first official review of Callye's Justice arrived. Ashley at FAR gave it 5 ANGELS!! I'm so happy. Here's just a little of what she had to say:

"Donica Covey managed to portray emotions in an uncommonly good and realistic way. At the heart of this book, it’s about two people who are in love who need to find their way back to each other during and after a tragic event. Callye’s Justice was one of the better romances I’ve read, and I can’t wait for more from Donica Covey."

THANK YOU Ashley!!!!

To read the review in full head over to FAR and read it for yourself! I'm so jazzed!

It was a great boost after sitting with my son in a hospital ER. He'd been there from 3 am and hadn't been taken to a room until 10 am. I drove up there and we sat there until he was finally dischareged at 2:30. He'd been in a work related accident and injured his back. The idiot supervisor was informed DS had received a back injury. Supervisor advised him that he had the right to medical treatment BUT DS had to DRIVE HIMSELF to the ER. No one from the company would go with him. No one would drive him. No ambulance would be called. My son injured his back. The drive was done in torture.

I learn that he had been trying to help move a peice of machinery when it slipped. Instinctively he reached out to try and catch it--all 700 pounds of the steel item. His back popped and the pain almost leveled him.

Now I should tell you, my son's pain tolerence is so high that when he was little (talking like 5) he had dental work done-without novicaine. He hates needles and he claimed the drills and stuff didn't hurt anyway. So his saying he was in pain is a HUGE deal.

After his release I tell him to hand over the keys and I'll drive him home. He declines. Says the pain is much better. He backed out of the parking spot and I saw my own death as he drove home. I made it mut my hands were frozen in place after having been gripped to the door handle.

He had to stop by work first. He had been clocked in the entire time so he is "supposed" to be getting paid for the hospital visit--at time and a half. We'll see.

How was your weekend?