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Happy Release Day!

Good morning, my lovelies! I have a treat for you today.

Courtesy of the lovely ladies at Mocha Memoirs Press, the lovely Shannon Wendtland has a fabulous steampunk adventure available for your kindles! I don’t know about you guys, but I can’t wait to get my hands on it!


Malfric sees through the eyes of the dead – literally reliving their last moments as if they were his own. This ability is highly sought and highly priced, which is why the unscrupulous Captain Finch hires him to find the murderer of a nobleman and the whereabouts of a valuable artifact.

Quantex, the able-bodied first mate of Captain Finch, quickly becomes Malfric’s foil as he demonstrates uncommon intelligence during the investigation. Together the two uncover several clues that lead them to the killer, the artifact, and the frayed end of a mysterious plot that begins to unravel the moment Malfric takes it in hand and gives it a good yank.

How about a little taste?

Quantex threw the wheel hard to starboard and leaned in, digging his boot heels into the deck and gritting his teeth.

“Your orders, sir?” called Chulo, his acting First Mate.

The pirate ship had come up from beneath them, at ramming speed it seemed, and veered to the side just in time to swipe their hull. The pirates had outfitted their ships with iron tridents that extended from their hull like great black rakes.

The Ariel had sustained some damage, rips in the hull and the like, and it might be a long time before it could safely land in the water and stay there.  Luckily, their ballast tanks were still full.

Still leaning on the wheel, Quantex grinned tightly as the ship swung around, the stern facing the broadside of their attacker.  Pirates swarmed on the other ship’s deck, raising their fists and voices in a rallying cry.

This was going to be a nasty fight, Quantex knew.  But he hadn’t always worked for Finch, had he?

“Arm the ballista and cinch it down at the stern.  Make sure the knots are good and tight ― let’s tie the bitch to us and take her for a ride.”

“That’ll take several minutes, sir,” offered Chulo, his hat in his hands.  “What’ll ye have me do with the rest of the crew?”

“Grapeshot in the cannons, aim for her mast and the sails.  And when I say, tell Jessop to release all the air in the big bladders.  We want to sink like a rock and take her down with us.”

About the Author:

Shannon is a wife, mother, writer, database administrator and general pot-stirrer-turned-mystic.

You can find her on Facebook and on Twitter at @ShannonWendtlan.

Available now at Amazon & the MMP Store!


Update, Cover Art & Sleazy Goodness


It’s been awhile, I know. That whole real life thing keeps getting in the way. I’m still working valiantly to finish up with the cowboys – we’re in the home stretch! I’m only a chapter and an epilogue away from the finish line and then it’ll be ready for a good proofing and submission. That makes me very happy.

Oh, and it officially has a title:  Homegrown Hearts. Kinda cheesy? Definitely. But it fits because I’m writing light, fluffy contemporary romance with just a little bit of sultriness. It’s all good.

Also, as many of you may already know, one of my publishers shut down last month. That left me scrambling for homes for quite a bit of stuff – most of it the non-romance titles – and that has been mostly accomplished. Nicole at Mocha Memoirs Press was kind enough to give shelter to my poor books left out in the rain, and she’s really moving on them too!

Take a look at the shiny new pretties!

Huntress Cover

I’m so freaking in love with this cover it’s not even funny. The story shall make its debut at some point in the next week, and I’ll be sure to spam links everywhere.

This one is damn sexy if I do say so myself. Vanessa is definitely jonesing for some action, but it’s not the action she ends up getting at first. I can’t say much else or I’m going to ruin it all. If you want to know what happens, you have to buy a copy when it comes out.

[Insert sweet smile here.]

To go along with it, I’ve been playing on Spotify again. There’s a fabulously awesome playlist I’ve created called Hair Metal Hell eating away at my brain. I have this nutty idea for a rock star romance, and I’m working on the outline for it. It’s in the writing queue, immediately following book three in the Something in the Air series.

If you haven’t caught up on that one yet, I suggest you pick up both books and have a read. The third should be on the e-shelves by the end of the year.

But back to my rock stars…

There have been quite a few conversations recently about various 80’s rock stars and their hair, and it led me to this book about damaged people rebuilding their lives, surviving the hard life, and finding the love they don’t believe they deserve. It’s going to be rough, and it’s going to be deep. I suppose this is the point where I ask you all to wish me luck. I’m going to need it.

The Edge of Sanity

I have a bad habit of not keeping up with things. I’m sure you’ve noticed that by now. However, I’ve discovered a wonderful tool that might actually keep me straight now!


I mean yeah, I used it before but I’d never actually set it up to work properly. Because I write under two names it’s sometimes very difficult to switch from personality to personality without feeling like I’m actually going insane. Lucky for me, this lovely little program makes it easy to contain all of my personalities in one convenient place.

This is starting to sound like a paid advertisement, isn’t it?

MY POINT… because rambling is unbecoming… is that I think I might be able to manage this split personality thing.  It’s a good thing too, because the strings were starting to fray a little.

In other news, the Loki’s Game book tour is done. Once I have final links on all of those posts, I’ll be sharing with the peanut gallery.

I’ve also become a monthly blogger on the Mocha Memoirs Press blog! CLICK HERE to see me in action and answer questions about Under the Mistletoe. And check back on the 13th of each month for more!

Other than that I’m still writing about cowboys, still plugging along on other little projects, and still cultivating a monster out of my toddler. She has become addicted to pushing buttons on the keyboard. If I’m lucky, I’ll have another writer in the family.

New Release: Under the Mistletoe!

Morning, everyone!

So the real-life monster once again gets pushed to the side… I have something wonderful to share!

First…a GIANT Thank You to Nicole Kurtz at Mocha Memoirs Press for making this happen so fast… also to Michael for being a fabulous editor and to Nancy for the ultra-fast and ultra-gorgeous cover turn-around!

Sweet Romance. Military. Short. Enjoy!


Military widow Rhea Blackmon is forced by her late husband’s best friend Sebastian to attend Fort Mitchell’s Christmas party, much against her will. All she wants is to go home and be alone but Sebastian has other plans. He has a present for her; one that she will not soon forget.

Want to buy it?  Here’s where!

All Romance Ebooks | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | MMP Store

Let the Good News Roll In!

Edits and cover art for Loki’s Game are done! Yay!

I spent all day today lazing around in my pajamas with my little girl. We spent the better portion of the day sleeping on the couch. And it felt good.

More good news this afternoon – vaguely. One of my publishers has agreed to take a short Christmas story off my hands! It’s very short (as in less than 5,000 words), and it’s sweet contemporary military romance (wow, that’s a lot of adjectives!).

More information as it comes.

Just thought y’all should know.

Well That Sucked…

As you can see I’ve been MIA for awhile. I swear there’s a good reason for it.

Of all things for some fool to attack, my WordPress account got hacked. Nothing disappeared. Nothing was moved or taken, and nothing majorly bad happened. Unless, of course, you consider my complete inability to access my account and either of my blogs since right after Fandom Fest. I’ve spent countless hours going in circles with customer service. I’ve searched message board after message board, and even got hold of a telephone number that did me absolutely no good.

The ultimate solution to my blog lockdown?

Resetting my password.

Whatever bright star decided to tell me about the hacking didn’t tell me that the ONLY way to get back into my account was to go into the “Lost Password” thing and do it that way.

That calls for a pretty hefty facepalm, I think.

But enough of that… let’s move forward, shall we?

In the last month I’ve been surprisingly productive – I sold a very short contemporary I/R story to Mocha Memoirs Press for the 31 Days of Steamy Mocha, and I’ve been told it has done well so far.

Here’s the cover:

Click on the picture and go buy it. It’s only $1 and it has a 4-star rating at Barnes & Noble. I promise you won’t be sorry.

More on the writing front… I’ve finished and submitted two horror stories through my alter ego and I’m now about 30,000 words into a new contemporary romance (what is wrong with me???) that I would like to shop around to some of the bigger houses – yeah, I tried it before and it didn’t work, but I know why. This one will be different.

I won’t give away too much on it yet because I don’t want to jinx myself. Let’s just say that so far it’s moving along nicely.  I should probably also get off my duff and finish self-editing Loki’s Game while I’m at it, huh? That would give me two novels right off the bat.


Personally things have been pretty even – Miss Alice is now six months old. My con schedule for the year is done. My niece had her baby last week, bringing the fifth living generation into our family. I lost a coworker under very suspicious circumstances a month ago – not just a coworker, but a good friend. We don’t know what really happened yet, but suffice it to say the story on his “suicide” keeps changing depending on how drunk his widow is and who she’s talking to. The situation has given me a good idea for a story though… Maybe once I get the novel finished I can write that.  Plus, I’m still trying to find a way to deal with my father’s death. He’s been gone three months now and it isn’t easy.

So that’s my dad, two friends and a friend’s grandmother in three months. I’m ready for this to stop.

There’s a lot of stress in my life and it seems writing is the best catharsis. Whatever I’m feeling I can trap on paper. From what I’ve been told by one of my beta readers, it makes my writing a lot stronger.  I’m going to take her word for it.

So the big question now… where do I go from here?

I think I’m ready to take a step up – to move from small to medium presses.  Yes, I’ll still work with the presses I have now – I wouldn’t be where I am without them and I appreciate every one of them for that. But I also have to think about what’s best for me – what’s going to put me where I want to be.  I need to keep higher expectations of myself, and most of all I need to remember that yes, I can do this.

That’s the hard part. For someone who has never had much self-confidence, some days it’s a real struggle to believe that I can keep going. But I will, because I’m stubborn and I refuse to give up on my dreams.

If I give up on those, what do I have left?