It’s here! It’s here! Annabelle and Nico’s story is available in paperback and ebook on Amazon! For those of you who have read my Winberg…
All Swoon. No Spice.
It’s here! It’s here! Annabelle and Nico’s story is available in paperback and ebook on Amazon! For those of you who have read my Winberg…
Updates: Since I can’t give away the title, or the cover, or the fairytale I am retelling, I’m afraid this little glimpse of Annabelle is…
Yes, I am sending out an extra newsletter because I finally get to share a FEW details with you all about the multi-author series that…
Just a quick reminder that tomorrow, Tuesday November 14th, I will be participating in the Love and Laughter online author meet and greet. Over 40…
Sorry for those who received an email that was a repeat of last week’s newsletter. I am switching to a different newsletter service that will…
I don’t often comment on current events, but I believe in the power of words, so here we go. It’s not pretty or poetic, but I have to believe that saying something is better than saying nothing.
The world feels very small right now.
Hello, friends. Just a quick note to let you know TWO things.
#1: Saving Marilee is FREE now through Sunday. Since my Tales of Winberg series is spun off of Saving Marilee and the characters we meet there, I figured it would be fun to make it free.
#2: The paperback of Hooked is available NOW. Yup. You can purchase physical copies of this beauty right now and probably have it in your hands before the ebook releases on March 8th. (I say probably because you never know with Amazon lately…)
I’ve been thinking about character tropes and point of view. What’s the link between the two? Well, that’s the realization I had. Many of the…
Okay, so there is no bunker. It’s my house. It just sometimes feels like a bunker during these strange times. I’m sure all of you can relate.
I hope everyone out there is doing well dealing with these odd circumstances we find ourselves in. I’ve never been on such friendly terms with sand sanitizing wipes. I happen to have a container of them in my console and I’m pretty sure my steering wheel is like, “What the crap, Annette? Suddenly you think I’m so disgusting that I must be wiped down every time you go somewhere?”