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Promo....

As I ponder another future release, I wonder what is the best promo an writer can do.

Bookmarks?

Magnets?

Pens?

Calendars?

Then there are the other things -- chats, promoting on loops, getting advance reviews.

But the question remains...what is the best promo an author can use?


Any advice?

The best part of writing is...

...when it makes you smile. Writing should be fun, not something that is unpleasant or a drudgery. Today was spent writing on my current WIP, a vampire/shapeshifter romance that has elements of comedy in it. Above all, it's a romance. I would never be able to write unless it had a HEA.....


Here's a sneak peek:

He accepted another Vampire Chaser from the bartender and continued to watch the people milling around. Most only gave him a cursory nod, never speaking to him. Others just steered clear of him. Rex had a feeling they knew who he was and what he was, and didn’t want to disturb him.
Fine with him. Though the drink ebbed his anger, he still felt sexual urges. Perhaps in a little bit he would approach one of the women to help satisfy his needs.
The music slowed to a surreal beat, lights transcended the room into a shadowy glow. The couple at the table now had their arms around each other, kissing earnestly. His cock twitched watching them, and he suppressed an urge to join them.
A touch on his upper arm and a voice purred in his ear, “Why are you standing here all alone when you could be with someone?”
He started to turn his head to see who she was, but her fingers slid up to his cheek to prevent him from doing so.
“No. Don’t look. Just use your senses.” Her voice was soft as the fingers that feathered across his face.
She smelled of crushed gardenias, enveloping his nostrils and he breathed deeply her scent. Pure lust filled him. Too long he’d been without a woman. Here he cruised the bar looking for a willing woman and Rex suspected he had one willing standing right next to him.
“Maybe I want to look at you to see what a beauty you are?” he murmured, his erection stirring against the tight confines of clothing.
“But aren’t surprises the best fun of all?” She leaned closer, her breath tickling the side of his face. “We can pretend to be blindfolded and never know who we kissed.”
“Only kisses?” He had to know the answer as his penis began to press painfully against the constrictiveness of his zipper. Her words tempted him. It was what he came for, so why resist what she offered?
She laughed softly, a tinkling sound which contrasted sharply against the Bon Jovi music now playing. A few couples were dancing, but most were involved in cuddling.
“We can do anything you want.” She leaned closer and he swore he could feel her tongue on his shoulder. “Anything…”

Looking in the mirror,I made myself laugh....

okay, so seriously folks, I decided to take a pen name for the publication of my steamy, sensual romances. This morning I stood at the mirror and concentrated on saying my new name out loud.

And found myself giggling uncontrollably. Okay, it is not a bad name, but well.....


It's going to take some time to get used to it.



By the way, here is the announcement of the winners for the Kiss Me Baby contest. Yours truly is sitting there in third.

Rant ahead.....

We wish to interrupt your regular programming for a rant....

I hate hate hate the mail I get from credit card companies. They have marked the outside of the envelope "Important" or "Do Not Discard" or some other hokey crap to get you to open it.
Of course, once you open it you find it's an offer to write a damn check on them so they can charge you gadzillion dollars in interest and fees!

I dislike with an intense go-to-hell feeling that I rarely get!!!!!!

I tear up every single one of them and I'm seriously thinking of gathering them up and burning them in a sort of effigy in hell display.


Okay, I feel better.

Back to your regular program....

Nice little graphic for me....

Oh, yeah, and I forgot to add this graphic.....

I need to update my website.

Announcing a sale!

I wanted to announce that I sold a story to Whispers Publishing! I've signed the contract but do not yet know when it will be out. I'll post it as soon as I do.

The story is called A Christmas Wish and will be published under a pen name of Holli Winters because, well, it's more sensual romance. :D
My thinking is that I'll keep the more sweeter romances under my Patti Fischer name and the hotter stuff under Holli Winters.

And A Christmas Wish is currently up for vote as the best reader's fave along with another I entered. I must admit that blew me away to be in the top five!

I've been keeping busy with things after coming back from the RWA Conference. Right now I'm writing a paranormal romance that is {{hot}}.

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Me bad......

Okay, so it has been a long time since I've been here. Busy Busy Busy!

Seriously, I need to do something about this....

Oh, don't forget The Wild Rose Press is holding a contest to win a Sony ereader!

Check out http://www.thewildrosepress.com/

Stay tuned...I'm thinking of running a contest!

A Purrfect Touch is out!

Okay, me bad! Well, I've been busy and now I'm sick, but A Purrfect Touch is now out and available for purchase.

You can buy here.

You can read reviews from Kathy's Review Corner and Fallen Angel Reviews by clicking here and here.

I'm really excited for its release because I wrote this in only a couple of days and I smiled all the while I wrote A Purrfect Touch.

Of cats and.....leather?

Okay, I google myself tonight and come across a very nice review for A Purrfect Love. It has me grinning ear to ear.....

A Purrfect Love --reviewed by Two Lips Reviews

Except, there is one part that confuses me....

Who knew if you combined a kitty, Halloween, and black leather, you would get the ingredients for a great romantic comedy?

Black leather? Hmm...I don't recall there being black leather in the story. Did I write a BDSM for cats and didn't realize it?

But, seriously, it is a great review!

Merry Christmas!!!

Your Christmas Stocking Will Be Filled With a Puppy

Well - one cute, soft, cuddly puppy... And a very soiled Christmas stocking.

What Will Be In Your Christmas Stocking?

Reflections of the writer's mind

I realized it had been a while since I posted here. Not really doing too much in the writerly way of things. I have some days off next week and hope to get started on something.

I did hear from my editor at The Wild Rose Press and she is going to try and get the first round of edits back to me before the end of the year. Somebody pinch me...a story from me in 2008!

Lately I've been mulling over the art of writing. What does it take to become a writer? Though a talent is important, even more so is persistence, since it doesn't happen overnight! I recently got asked what it took to become a published writer. One of my responses was that you're constantly learning the craft of writing. Also, keep writing and you have a better chance than someone who writes one mss and never does another.

For 2008, I hope to write and sell more.

Oh, and keep up better on this blog. :)

If I don't post here before December 25th....

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAVE A HAPPY HOLIDAY!!!!!!!

Yeah! Another sale!

I know a few of you already know it....and once again I should've announced it on my blog...

But I sold another one to The Wild Rose Press!!!!!

It's called A Purrfect Touch and is the sequel to A Purrfect Love. Some of you may have read the little excerpt I posted earlier. Well, that is it.

They want it!

They like me!

What a Christmas present!

Win a free ebookwise!

In case you haven't heard.... TheBookBingeBlog is giving away an ebook readers.

Would I turn down a contest like this? No way!

Christmas Meme:

1. What is your favorite Christmas romance to re-read each year?

I really don't have a favorite Christmas romance, but I love to pick up the series romances and read them as a comfort read. You know Harlequin releases a bunch every year. My favorites are the Harlequin SuperRomances.

2. What is your favorite Christmas movie/show?
Definitely A CHRISTMAS STORY. The one with Ralphie in it. Love to watch it Christams Day.

3. What is your favorite Christmas cookie? Those kind that are rolled in powdered sugar. Fresh out of the oven. Yum!

4. When do you start Christmas shopping? For real, the day after Thanksgiving, but I've been known to grab a gift here and there throughout the year.

5. Do you re-gift?
Don't tell anyone...but, yes. Is Santa going to call me bad?

6. What is your favorite Christmas song?

Silent Night or Jingle Bells

7. When do you get your Christmas tree?
I do the ::cough cough: artificial trees. In fact, I have three up right now. :)

8. Wrapping presents: Love it or hate it? Hate it, because I am a lousy wrapper.

9. Who is the hardest person to buy for? My now 12 year old niece. Hard age to buy for.

10. Christmas tree: Real or artificial?
See #7--lol

And on the Seventh Day I rested....

No, I'm not God, but after working steadily on my writing since August, I decided I needed a week to rest. Last Wednesday I finished the first draft of A Purrfect Touch and yesterday sat down and edited. Two friends have looked at it and says it is "awesome!"

Just what an author wants to hear. :)

This week I'm taking an editing class and will be polishing a tad on my two completed (and edited) manuscripts. Otherwise, taking it easy and catching up on my reviewing at Romance Reviews Today.

As a teaser, here is a sample of A Purrfect Touch... PS...A Purrfect Love still sits on the Top Ten Bestsellers list at The Wild Rose Press!


"Damn cat. I wonder if Ben and Marisa would miss it too much if I opened the window and let her jump out."

Brock contemplated that thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Nah, Ben said Molly was responsible for bringing him and Marisa together."

The cat in question continued to meow, pushing her paw under the barely opened window. Marisa made it clear to only open the windows an inch.

He rubbed his jaw, suddenly realizing he needed a shave. Eyeing the clock, he decided he had maybe time for a quick shower and shave before the pizza arrived. "I ordered it with sausage too, Molly, so you should be happy."

The black Persian turned her head and yellow eyes gazed at him solemnly in disdain. Which pretty much mirrored what the whole damn city of Chicago felt about him right now.

Three months ago, a football hero with a full dating calendar. Now, he couldn’t even charm a female cat.

Shrugging, he headed for the bathroom. The apartment belonged to Ben, but Brock was staying here to hide out from the venomous media and screeching fans out for blood.

His blood.

He stared at himself in the mirror. Dark hair standing on end and nearly bloodshot blue eyes stared back. This is what injuring your knee and costing your team’s a win during the playoffs does. Who’d think Chicagoans carried a grudge two months later?

Shaking his head, he brushed his teeth, wondering if maybe it was time to find a new city to call home. Of course, nothing held him here, except maybe Ben, and now Ben’s bride, Marisa. The happily in love couple tied the knot in the Virgin Islands earlier in the week and Brock was feeling a little lonely without his baby brother around to cheer him up.

He undressed, taking care with his bum knee. He stared down at the ragged scar that, to some men represented masculinity, but to Brock meant a potential end to his career as quarterback of the Chicago Bears.

Stepping under the hot spray, a surge of energy swept through him. He needed to break out of his depression. He couldn’t hide out in Ben’s bachelor pad forever. It was time he headed home to his mansion with its magnificent view of Lake Michigan.

Riinnggg…

In the process of rinsing his hair, Brock paused. What the hell? The pizza delivery guy was here already? Cursing, he hopped out of the shower and grabbed his robe. He told them an hour and it couldn’t be that already. He was going to give them a piece of his mind.

Marching to the door, he briefly caught a flash of movement out of the corner of his eye, but he didn’t have time to investigate whether Ben now had a mouse loose in the apartment.

He tore open the door. "I told you guys—" he started to say, then stopped.

There wasn’t anyone at the door. He glanced down the hallway, but it was empty, except for…

"Molly!

Why do short weeks seem like long ones?

I only worked three days this week, but I swear I'm so tired tonight... Next week is another three day work week due to the Thanksgiving Holiday. Today they were putting up Christmas trees at work. Oy!

Right now I have four or five pages completed on my follow up to A Purrfect Love. This weekend I guess I need to buckle down. :) Hey, it's only a short story and I have a brief outline in mind, which is saying something for this pantser...

One thing I learned about editing this past weekend was that:

1. Once you write 'The End" let it sit and simmer. That way you have a fresh perspective on your story--and your writing.

2. No matter how many times you edit your WIP, it will need editing again and again. But, don't over edit. Sometimes it's better to just let it go. As much as we all want to be perfect, we can make a mishmash out of a perfectly good story.

3. One thing I was doing last weekend was looking at my WIP to see if looked close enough to a published book. Not the story, but the editing/grammar/usage.


Finally, make sure you watch for duh..spelling errors. Don't rely on spellcheck and for gosh sake, be sure to have a dictionary handy. :D Mine is actually a combination Dictionary/Thesaurus. Comes in handy, indeed!


Now, for something fun... I'm giving away 2008 magnet calendars (fridge size) to anyone who wants one and lives in the US or Canada. Just email me at patti@pattifischer.com and put "Calendar" in the header with your name and mailing address in the body of the email. I'll get one out to you! (while supplies last)

Here is what the calendar looks like:

Finished....

This afternoon I finished Reconstructing Cady! It came in at a little under 40K, which was my goal. Now going to let it sit for a couple of weeks or so before hitting edits on it.

Here is an unedited excerpt........

She looked over at Tanner and wondered where the hell she left her common sense. She’d be just another notch on his bed rail.
And she bet a whole month’s worth of tips that it was a very large bed rail.
He was still rubbing where Gillie had dug his claws in. If her overprotective cat hadn’t interrupted, she suspected they’d had sex right here in this kitchen.
“Damn that cat,” he said finally, looking up at Cady. “What the hell made him do that?”
She took a step back and smoothed her t-shirt down. The way he looked at her with his hooded hot gaze, she knew he meant to soon take up where they left off.
“He’s not used to having a man around. He wanted to protect me,” she replied, picking up Gillie, who purred against her cheek.
“Protect you?” He gazed from her to the cat. “What the fuck is that all about? We weren’t doing nothing he probably hasn’t done.”
That only made Cady angry. He was comparing what they almost did to two cats humping each other? “He’s my baby and we’ve been alone a lot this past year. I don’t have many visitors.” She petted Gillie’s neck. “He was right to interrupt us.”
“What?” He acted like Cady spoke a foreign language.
“It’s wrong, Tanner. We can’t have...” She could barely say the word out loud. Sex seemed dirty and making love...well, there wasn’t any love involved.
He ran his fingers through his hair and shook his head in disbelief. “Aww...come on sugar, it’s just me.”
“Don’t ‘sugar’ me. You get your things and get out of here.” She needed time to assess her feelings. She didn’t plan to get involved with any man and, even if she was, Tanner wouldn’t be at the top of her list.
His gaze narrowed as he contemplated her words. She sensed he wanted to argue the point, but her choice was made. He needed to get the hell out of here.
He finally picked up his tools without another word. She watched him in silence, continuing to stroke Gillie. She knew she was using the cat as a barrier against Tanner.

Are you a witch, werewolf, vampire, angle, elf, fairy, or mermaid?

You are a werewolf. You are wise and thoughtful. You are explorative and strong. You make a great friend and a powerful enemy. You are not afraid of blood shed. and your past is spatterd with spatterd with grief, rage, depression, and betrayle from those around you. You understand the concepts of life. and keep going. You know that life isn't full of happiness and gold. You are tatterd by things no one knows about. You see the world from a diffrent point of view. You like to be alone. Or with friends. You have your own style.
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