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Time to Vote in the PRG Awards

Huge surprise, TALES OF THE BLACK COURT, was nominated for an award in the Urban/Fantasy Romance Series, but it needs votes! The Paranormal Romance Guild Awards are open for voting through 1/23 only, so please go vote today. 

http://www.paranormalromanceguild.com/

Hint: It’s way down the page, so keep scrolling!

the dark huntsman by jessica aspen

 

The Paranormal Romance Guild Review Team

read and reviewed almost 500 books in 2015!

We asked them to nominate their favorites –

the rest is up to you:

Vote and tell us which books and series you loved in 2015!

VOTING IS NOW OPEN

and closes at midnight Saturday 1/23

One Vote Per Person

Official Winners will be announced Sunday morning 1/24

Click below to visit the PRG Website and VOTE!!!

http://www.paranormalromanceguild.com/

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Picking Up After Ourselves on Elaine Cougler

Wednesday Jump-In

Congratulations to my Goodreads Giveaway Winners! WOOT! Ten print copies of my brand new, fantasy romance, The Dark Huntsman, will be going out to ten lucky winners in the mail this week. WOOT!

Today I am a guest on Elaine Cougler’s blog HERE and since she writes anything but paranormal I wrote a fun little post that dog lovers and writers alike will enjoy. I love to read a variety of authors and Elaine’s book The Loyalist’s Wife is burning a hole in my Kindle waiting for me to have the time to really dig into some historical fiction. I figure that will be November at this rate, when I go back to the day job and writing becomes very difficult for me to accomplish.

Tomorrow I start a brand new blog hop with the October New Release blog hop. Tons of new authors for you to meet, all with brand new books this month. Like me! And there will be prizes available, so check back for a non-paranormal Thursdays Bite, tomorrow.

And speaking of prizes there is only one week left to hop to the rest of the authors on Sam Cheever’s Trick or Treat Blog Hop. There are TWO grand prizes in that hop, two Kindle Paperwhites! As well as lots of books and goodies, including a print copy of The Dark Huntsman! Click HERE for details.sam cheevers trick or treat blog hop

Now on to the blog.

UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE

Prince by Blood and Bone, A Fantasy Romance of the Black Court will be back from my editor this week! WOOT! That means I need to get a jump on my Christmas novella, The Ghosts of Christmas Past. This was supposed to be a 20-30 k novella when I started it and as of now it has topped 35k. I think it will be closer to 40k by the time I send it to my editor and if it hits over 40k it is no longer a novella. It will be a novel. But a small one.

What is a novella? Isn’t it a small novella?

Typically a novella is defined as a fictional book between 20,000 and 40,000 words. Anything over 40k is considered a novel. But when you consider that The Dark Huntsman, and Prince by Blood and Bone are both 85,0000 words, is it fair to count a book that is half their length as a novel?

Well, the answer is, yes. But I would consider anything under 65k a short novel. Most short contemporaries, think Harlequin’s traditional little books, are under 65k. They are novels. And NANOWRIMO (National Novel Writing Month), which is coming up soon, considers a 50k novel to be a complete work.

Why is that?

NANOWRIMO braceletsTraditionally novels used to be shorter. In the times of expensive paper and ink and handwriting a book a fifty thousand word novel was an amazing accomplishment. It still is, it is just easier to achieve now that we have computers and e-readers and the cost of writing and production has dropped to just about nothing. But actually sitting down and writing that novel is tough. Thousands of people attempt NANOWRIMO in November, I’ve tried it several times, and most of us fail. That’s right. Me, who writes long involved novels, has never won NANOWRIMO.

It’s hard!

It’s really very difficult to write a novel and to do it in November is (for me) very tough. I work and there is a holiday, which helps some people because they are home and not working, but for me it means EVERYONE is home and not working and my house is crowded and noisy. Not my favorite writing environment.

So this year I am not attempting NANOWRIMO, but I would love to encourage those of you who are. I will be looking at my editors’ comments for both Prince by Blood and Bone and (hopefully) The Ghosts of Christmas Past (should it ever get finished). I will be formatting both of them and bringing them to production so that by January they will both be out and about and available for consumption.

Actually, I’m planning on the Christmas novella on being available for consumption much earlier than January, but today a lot depends on my long-suffering editor’s schedule, since I’ve bumped it up twice due to Jury duty, flood, and just general not getting it done. See, it takes at least two months for me to write a 35k novella. Writing 50k would be a huge challenge. But I’m up for it! I still would love to complete NANOWRIMO some time and I think next year I will plan my year around it. I’ll make sure I have a plot ready to go and outlined and all my other projects are on hold for November. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll kick everyone out of the house for Thanksgiving and get to writing.

HAH!

Are any of you planning on attempting NANOWRIMO? What have you done to make sure you can accomplish this Herculean feat? Have you prepped your loved ones to expect no turkey or stuffing on Thanksgiving? Have you finished your Christmas shopping early? Is your house clean and ready for guests at the drop of a hat so you can focus entirely on your manuscript?

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Trick or Treat With Your Favorite Author

Happy Halloween!

I’m spooktakularly thrilled to be a part of Sam Cheever’s annual Trick or Treat contest!  To begin playing, just pick an item from my goodie bag list below, send me an email with your selection. Then move on to the next author on the street. You will repeat this process at each successive author’s house until you get through all 13 authors.

***Please take some time to look around at each site. Some of the authors will be providing fun tidbits and free stories for your reading pleasure! If an author looks like someone you’d like to read, consider signing up for his/her newsletter.

On Halloween night at Midnight, each author will pick a winner from the emails sent to her site and send the names to Sam Cheever and on November 1st, Sam will pick two winners from those 13 “house” winners who will each win a Grand Prize basket.

Good luck everybody and have fun!

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The grand prize baskets will include an assortment of the following.

  • 2 Kindle paperwhite readers!
  • Halloween t-shirts
  • A boxed e-set of Sam Cheever’s Halloween books
  • Halloween Decorations
  • Halloween Candy
  • A copy of The Late Great Show! from Gary K. Wolf
  • A signed copy of Settler’s Mine: The Rivals and other promo items from Mechele Armstrong
  • A bag full of autographed swag and a one of a kind bracelet/earring set from Wendi Zwaduk
  • Romance Books ’4′ Us tote and size XL tee
  • A necklace, bracelet and mug from M.L. Guida
  • Signed print copy of True Blue Love from Melissa Lopez
  • Signed copies of Silent Screams and Shadows & Dust from Yvonne Nicolas
  • Black leather mini note pad & pen set and promo items from Dena Garson
  • A necklace and earrings and a copy of Dogspell from Lizzie T. Leaf
  • A Tote Bag filled with swag, an XL t-shirt and two autographed books from AuthorIsland.com
  • Signed copy of The Dark Huntsman from Jessica Aspen

Only one trip down the street and you must be at least 18 years of age to play!

Read this fun excerpt from The Dark Huntsman and tell me XXX.

The Dark Huntsman 

the dark huntsman by jessica aspenThunder boomed.

Trina looked up the valley. The dying light made it impossible for her to see much more than the silhouette of a horse and rider barrel through the boulders and uneven terrain, tearing down the rocky hillside at an impossible speed. But no barrel racer would endanger their mount careening down the mountain in a thunder storm. Or ride a horse the color of the absence of light, with freakish red eyes. Only something truly inhuman would light up her inner sight with that particular eerie blue glow.

The acid in her stomach rose into her throat.

An elven lord.

Oh Fuck! I’m screwed.

She swallowed the acid down. Her trap, her best effort, all her hard work. Dumb. Stupid. Pathetic. None of it would hold an elven lord, a full adult fae whose power would make her trap look like an art project. She wished she could hide the evidence, like a small child wiping up the crumbs of stolen cookies.

Horse and rider skidded and slowed in a shower of ricocheting rocks. The enormous hounds flowed out surrounding the labyrinth. The cloaked rider and his dark mount advanced.

She held still, athame at the ready in her sweaty hands, prepared to bolt if she had the chance. Her eyes flicked from the approaching rider, distracted by the lesser threat of the huge, sharp-toothed, and yellow-eyed hounds encircling the labyrinth. Silent sharks waiting for the command to take their prey.

Her.

“Damn shame to kill you, witch.” His voice was smooth, well-aged whiskey with a hint of brogue.

“Then don’t.”

“What will you give me instead? A life requires a powerful exchange. I was sent for your death.”

Trina tried to keep her face even and not reveal her panic, or sudden fear and loss of confidence. She had nothing he could want. Anything of true power, that a fae like this one might consider valuable, was safely out of reach and driving down the road in the van. Gone. Along with any reinforcements.

“How about honesty?” She offered in desperation.

“Funny girl.”

The nervous sweat on her back grew cold.

“Although I would enjoy taking the time,” he said, his low voice carrying easily over the wind and thunder, “we shouldn’t stand here bargaining. The queen awaits my report.”

The dark presence leaned forward, his impatient mount’s feet shifting on the gravel. The lord’s level tone distracted her, and she was unprepared when the horse moved. The pair crashed effortlessly into the labyrinth, cutting a destroying swath across the short, brushy, sage and heading for her at the center. The wards failed. Spectacular violent explosions burst into cascades of colored lights, as if they were merely firecrackers, instead of huge magical grenades.

The overwhelming smell of crushed sage rose, and she swore the evil-eyed horse laughed. She reached inside for what was left of her power, losing her grip on it when he leaned over and grabbed her arm. With no apparent effort, he hoisted her up.

She scrabbled for a handhold in an effort to not fly over the horse into the waiting sea of teeth and dogs. She tangled one hand in the long black mane and held tight to her slippery knife with the other.

Strong arms wrapped in leather tightened around her, forced her upright, her toes dangling sidesaddle. Everything happening too fast. She barely had a grip in the long black mane when the creature flexed under her and they flew over the candles.

The flames blew out.

They landed on the other side of the labyrinth in a hard jolt. She slipped.

If I fall, I could run.

Before the thought had been and gone, her grip on the mane loosened. She slid to the side. Hot breath and the scrape of teeth on her ankle warned her, just in time. She yanked her foot out of range of the snapping jaws, and lost her precarious balance. Making an instinctive grab for the mane with her right hand, she dropped the knife.

Her kidnapper growled and tightened his grip on her stomach and she gasped for her voice.

“Put me down!”

“I’m afraid it’s too late for that. I either kill you or take you with me.” The sparkling black blade of his laughter cut deep into her soul.

Accelerating faster and faster, they wove in and out of the treacherous rocks in a mad, blurring rush up the side of the valley. If she fell off now and hit a rock, she’d be road-kill. She anchored both hands firmly in the mane and leaned back into the solid chest of her attacker.

They raced on, licks of green fire lighting up the hill behind them. A deep maw of black within purple mist formed ahead, transforming the familiar landscape into a horror. The knowledge of where they headed slammed inside her brain.

Trina’s heart sped into a sharp staccato.

Words of denial formed in her constricted throat, gone long before she had a chance to know what they were.

Don’t make me go.

They rocketed to the top of the valley, the piranha hounds schooling tightly around them as they raced to the looming mouth of the portal. Steely muscles bunched and flexed under her. Launching into the air, they flew into the mix of fog and darkness encased in the sound of her scream.

What’s your favorite supernatural in this treat bag?

  • The dangerous but sexy elven lord?
  • The strong yet vulnerable witch?
  • The suspiciously evil beast that isn’t a horse?
  • The threat of the Faery Queen?
  • The portal? 

Select from my goodie bag and send me an email to tell me what you picked then don’t forget to hop on over to Sam Cheever’s site for the list of other authors sites where you can enter the contest. And have a Happy Halloween!

For more information on Jessica Aspen’s twisted fairy tale releases sign up for the New Release Email Blast. My next one should be coming soon with news about my Gothic Chritsmas novella: Ghosts of Christmas Past as well as book two of the Tales of the Black Court: Prince by Blood and Bone.

Contest is closed. Winners have been sent their emails. Thanks for participating!

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Discovering the Art of Splitting Oneself

Moonday Mania

 a blog on juggling balls- while standing on one

Be careful what you wish for.

puppy

See, cloning works!

Always good advice. I can see into the future and I see myself split into mini-Jessicas. One Jessica working on her edits from her publisher, one working on her edits from her self-publishing endeavor, one writing new stories for the future. Another to take care of the kids, another for the house, laundry, and groceries. One to hold down the day job. Oh, and one more- my husband wants his own.

How do we do this? How do we juggle so many balls in the air (without dropping any) and add even more? Lynn Cahoon, my guest author on Thursdays Bite addressed this very issue. She’s amazingly prolific and published with several different publishers. She’s worked hard for years to get here, and now here is today with so much to do that it is staggering. But she’s not complaining.

I’m not either. I just want more of me, so I can do more. Is that so much to ask?

And when I see other authors publishing book after book I wonder, how can they possibly get all those words down on the page and still get any sleep at night?

The answer? They don’t.

Office Punching Bag

Always good to have something to hit in your office when the tensions rise.

Something’s gotta give whether it’s your sleep, your exercise, your kids or your spouse, you can’t get it all done and I’m coming to grips with an ambition I didn’t even know I had. I want those multiple books, and fabulous fans, and I want my health too.

While writing this article I realized something amazing: this year, 2013, I will publish four books!

How did that happen?

Well for one thing I didn’t write them all this year. Snow and the Seventh Wolf was written in 2012 and The Dark Huntsman was originally finished in 2009. Another big advantage is that Snow and the Seventh Wolf and Goldi and the Bear are both novellas, under 35,000 words. So really I will have written one long novel and one novella, the equivalent of a very long historical romance. Not that I’m dissing my achievement. It’s going to be a stellar publishing year!

Another thing that helped is that I really do have several Jessicas working for me. My novellas are published by a publisher. That means I don’t have to be the editor in chief, the cover artist, or the formatter. They do all of that for me.

And as for The Dark Huntsman? I have hired help for that one too. I needed professional editing, so I’m hiring that and the copyedits out. I’m also on the lookout for a cover artist, as I am not going to add learning how to be an artist to my pile of balls I’m currently juggling.

Four books out in one year and sandwiched between generations and jobs I feel the tension. But it’s a wonderful tension and I’ll happily juggle for a little while, hoping that someday I’ll be cloned.

How do you deal with too much to do? Do you hire help, give up on sleep, growl at your family and friends? What gives when you are stretched to the bone?

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