Favorites - Authors

My favorite authors and they just happen to be all women.

1. Laurell K. Hamilton
 

 

This divine woman is #1 on my list because not only did she make me want to push harder at my creative boundaries, but with her fierce drive to keep Anita Blake going for 20+ novels. Anyone who can last that long deserves a medal of honor, in my honest opinion. The Cosby's didn't even last as long as the astounding Anita Blake! Ms. Hamilton's books are on my MUST BUY List, for the rest of my paranormal loving days. Thank you for giving me a piece of what I needed to push through and write what was in my bottomless heart. It made the difference and always will.
 

2. Sherrilyn Kenyon
 

 

I was lucky enough to meet this woman, twice actually. She had a smile on her beautiful face and a heart that made me want to make her proud as a fellow paranormal author. She has driven more than one series to the limits and I'm inspired by her loyalty to the voices in her head. Her stories reminded me of the softer side of romance and my need for more of that. Thank you, Ms. Kenyon, for shedding some candlelight on the lonely romantic soul inside of me.

 

 3. Kim Harrison

 

 

 

I have her here because for my Christmas gift to myself (2012) I bought all of The Hollows Series. I was loving it. Thankfully, Cheryl Hart had given me a gift card to pay for some of it :-). I have these books all together and will read them several times. This set of stories showed me that I needed to dig deeper into what made the characters tick, faults and all. I embraced that and fight myself to see who I love more, Ivy or Rachel. Thanks, Ms. Harrison.

 

4. Kresley Cole 

 

 

 

 Immortals After Dark - need I say more? This pure yumminess of a series is sexy, sassy, and wonderful to sink your teeth into. She had me at A Hunger Like No Other and I'm looking to buy them all. Her level of romance is enough to have me smiling as I turn the pages and you can bet that I'll have all of them by the end of the year. I tip my pirate hat to you, Ms. Cole. Thanks for the nommage.

 

 

5. Keri Arthur

 

I love Riley Jensen. She's a delicious combo of badass and bodacious. I love the development of this character and her devotion to her twin brother. You showed a chaotic lifestyle with a passionate love life that had me wanting to add a dash of spice to my manuscript recipe. I have some of these books,(sorry and I'll rectify this soon), and have already started rereading them. Ms. Arthur, I want you to know how much joy I received from reading this series. I had my pompoms ready to see Red-Headed Riley triumph again.

 

 

 

Ladies, again I want you to know what you mean to me. I cherish the time that I spend on your spellbinding characters. I buy the novels as a constant reminder of where I need to be with my future in the writing industry. I aspire to inspire, as you have done the same for me.

 

 

)))Corset Hugs((( and a toast to your fictional futures, may they burn brighter than the stars.

 

 

Ginny Lynn

Wench Writer

  

The Next Big Thing Blog Tour! Just to be Left Alone is Up.

Thanks to Katherine Bone (http://katherinebone.wordpress.com/2013/05/01/884/) I've been pirate tagged. So, me matey, it's my turn at her questions.

 

1.    *What is the working title of your next book?

Just to be Left Alone

 

 

2.    *Where did the ideas for your book come from?

My passionate imagination and my insatiable muse, Vivien 

 

3.    *What genre does your book fall under?

I primarily write paranormal but this was the first book that I ever wrote, at age 17.

 

4.    *What actors would you choose to play the part of your characters in a movie rendition?

Samantha Malone:    Jessica Biel , Mila Kunis, or Olivia Wilde

Conrad Forsythe:      Sean Farris, Alex O’Loghlin, or (MAN Oh Man) Joe Manganiello (I don't care that he's a few years older than the character.)

 

 

Jason Strickland:      Xavier Samuel, Hayden Christensen, or Alex Pettyfer

5.    *What’s a one-sentence synopsis of your book?

Samantha’s psycho ex stalks her every step, and his threats escalate into kidnapping, sexy Conrad fights for her life and her heart.

6.    *Who is publishing this project?

Secret Cravings Publishing 

 

7.    *How long did it take you to write the first draft manuscript?

A.Long.Time! I was 17 and it’s been revised about a dozen times in the last ten years.

 

8.    *What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?

Books? How about a combination of a few movies? I’d say that my novel is a chunk of Romancing the Stone, mixed with a few cups of Fatal Attraction and Sleeping with the Enemy. Will that work?

 

9.    *Who or what inspired you to write this book?

I was a naïve teenager and the events around me were a boost. Writing was my therapy then, more so now.

 

10. *What else about the book might pique the readers’ interests?

You’ll have the positive and negative of a young woman who steps out of the arms of a psycho to fall for the knight in welded armor.

 

Tagging the following authors and friends:

Bryonna Nobles-Stern & Noelle Pierce        http://www.demonsdreamsanddragonwings.com/

(Yes, you two. Show us whatcha got going right now.)

Kendall Grey                                         http://www.kendallgrey.com/

Kellie Kamryn                                       http://www.kelliekamryn.com/

 

 

 

My Savage Series Ode to Coffee, Cheers

        I decided that being a writer who has a job obligation to love coffee :-) that I'd take some of the Coffee based snippets from Animal Management (Book #1) of my Savage Series to show my love for my morning beverage of choice. One day, I'll write a sonnet (or dirty lyric), but for now, enjoy my fictional love of coffee.

~

After a few hours of restless sleep, I went upstairs and was immediately accosted by John. Can I at least make it to the coffee pot before I start a body count?

“John, follow me to the coffee if you want a live audience. And don’t get too close because I do bite.”

“That’s not what Leilei said,” he said before looking at my stone cold face, “Sorry. I have problems and need your input. Grab a mug. I’ll talk.”

He was smart enough to back up as I went to the carafe that Cayman had just filled. Something was up. John was on me first thing and the coffee was Irish Cream. I groaned as I reached for the sugar.

“I have a feeling that this isn’t going to be good so just spill it while I’m still numb.”

“Here we go. I didn’t like the cops being called in last night. I don’t like some detective snooping around my business. Last night was a bad thing to happen for our first night with normal folk, so this means bad publicity. I appreciate you being subtle about what happened last night but people are still asking questions.”

“I understand this. What else?” I knew he was working up to something.

“Well, we’ve already had a couple of news reporters calling to see what they can dig up on us. I don’t need this. We don’t need this. I want everyone on the same page when it comes to the reporters. No one is to tell them anything. I don’t care if they’re offering an all-expense paid trip to Bora Bora, no stories, at all.”

“Okay John, consider me on the page,” I took another big sip as I waited for the shoe to drop.

“Well, I need you to handle the detective.”

Handle? I choked on my coffee. Great, almost made it shoot out of my nose. I’d be smelling Juan Valdez all day. Cayman popped me on the back, almost making me spill my coffee. I raised my arm to signal that I was fine. I set the warm mug down slowly and took a few haggard breathes to clear my lungs. I reached back for my coffee to find it full again. Cayman knew how to butter me up.

~

“What do you mean by 'handle', John?” My coffee tasted better this time, Cayman must have doctored it.

John took a deep breathe, “I don't mean for you to cast a spell on him or um, anything else, unless you want too, of course. I just think that you’d be the only person here to get through to him. He seems attracted to you and we could use that edge to keep him from screwing things up for us here.”

“Good thing you don't want me to prostitute myself for the bar, John.” I rolled my eyes at Cayman who was trying to hold his chuckle in as his shoulders shook gently.

“Come on, he’s interested in you. You can't deny that.”

“John, you need to get out more because looking at a girl's ass does not mean he’s interested. That's like a man needing to seriously love a woman to take her to bed for the night. What are you expecting? And you better hurry up because my coffee's getting cold.”

John waved a hand at Cayman who pulled out another shiny black, steamy mug from below the counter. He’d set me up, no wonder Cayman was busting to laugh, but I was on to them now.

“Look guys, you can ply me with yummy coffee all day and I’ll still tell you to kiss my ass with a smile on my face. Now get to the point, quickly.”

 

Giggle.

I raise my cup to you and hope that you have a Moanless Day.

 

)))Corset Hugs(((

Ginny Lynn

Wench Writer

Full of myself

        I've decided to be a little full of myself this year. This doesn't mean that I'm going to run around screaming how fabulous I am, how fit I'm becoming, or even that I accomplished some of my life goals the last couple of years. Those are things that are true and make me smile but I've got something a little different to express.

        I'm going to fill up this 5'5 curvy frame with so many positive things that it'll be hard for me to get depressed this year. Yes, anything can become a twist of Fate as she whips in and out of your life. That's to be expected and dealt with, accordingly. But as I'm someone who has fought depression and anxiety most of my life, I've decided to be a little more Zen with how I see things.

        I have a cousin who is going to be my role model in this endeavor. She's constantly stating positive things, not bashing or belittling anything. She doesn't rant about the idiots who make her feel inferior or even tattle on the people who do countless amounts of self loathing. This woman is a pure blast of sunshine and I want to bask in a corner of it.

        Lately, I got upset about some things that were plaguing my waking thoughts to the point that I was making myself physically sick. Sadly, I'm susceptible to this. I was on my way out the door for work and saw something she put out there for everyone to see, as usual, about being a better person. I commented on it as I got to work. She replied back with something even better, more fitting, to my feelings. I need to memorize the exact words but she said that her dad (my favorite uncle) told her that life is only as difficult as you make it. Simple words with hard implications.

        It hit me that day and I'm going to do my best to fill myself up with better things to think about...or NOT think about at all. I need to focus on the good, like I've been doing, but also think less of the unfortunate things. I won't even post them here as that would be defeating the purpose. I need to keep chanting the Serenity Prayer, paste a smile on my face, and just keep swimming. So, I've got my big girl swimmers on and I'm ready to soak it all in.

        I love you, Sheri Easter. Keep shining, cousin.

 

)))Corset Hugs(((

 

Ginny Lynn

Wench Writer

Back to Wenching

This was how I ended the season last year.

Ah, can you tell how happy I was to be on the edge of this plank?

 

 

This is the ship that I like to call "home".

This is the place where I can be the wench that I am and they love me for it.

This year started a little differently. First off, I was so busy on opening day that I had time for one quick snapshot before seeing to the sharp and shiny needs of our customers. It's even better that I have some of my own wardrobe as I set sail with this cast of sea faring pirates.

 

 

This is the single picture that was taken when the gates opened at

10:30 a.m. on Saturday. The bodice and corset were by yours truly. (As is the black blouse below and the green corset in the first pic.)This was my first attempt at a zipper front with steel boning and a fully laced back. I do believe I'll make myself another one.

 

 

This would be my right hand lady, Brittani, and a priceless partner. She makes my day brighter, just by sharing her adorkable smile. Yes, two red heads run this side of the shop. Be jealous.

 

 

Did you notice the difference in apparel between days 1 and 2? Yep, cooler and wetter as a typical Georgia storm front slid into town. I had to borrow a cape, until I got too busy with customers to keep the large cape from getting under my tired feet. Yea, four hours of sleep will do that to a "starving wench". Giggle. This is the lovely "wife" of the ship, Kim, and the poor thing was numb from the damp chill. She'd already lost her voice by this time. Oh my, another red head....Be Very Jealous.

 

 

And for those out there that haven't met the man who brings us on this journey every year, Captain Matt. He's a sadistic pirate with a heart of gold doubloons. He's not ugly, either.

 

So, come on down and see this bunch of mischievous miscreants. We'll be sailing until 6/2.

 

And Always Trust a Pirate. 

 

)))Corset Hugs(((

 

Ginny Lynn

Wench Writer

 

Favorite Foods

I'm writing this as I'm on my vacation and wanted to do a list of favorites for a few posts. This one will be about my five favorite foods and it's making me hungry as I write this out. The following are the items that come to mind first when I think of digging into something that is a guilty pleasure when it comes to flavors and ignoring calories.


1. Lasagna. My hubby isn't into this concoction but I've always adored it. I've tried making it for myself and then freezing the cut portions but it just isn't the same. That means when we head to any Italian restaurant, the odds are that this is what I'll be ordering.

2. Pork Fried Rice. My hubby will eat this and we have a couple of favorite spots were we order this. One of them is Imperial of China, were I grew up (Decatur.)

 

 

3. Prime Rib, oh baby. Yes, I have meat on my bones and I'm an omnivore - deal with it :-). I love going to Texas Roadhouse and having a medium cooked order of prime rib with a yummy baked potato. That place also has a drink I love, but we'll get to that on another day.

 



 4. Speedy Gonzales. And honey, I don't mean a ten minute Hispanic man, either. (wink wink) I used to go to Monterrey's in Jonesboro to get this as a special lunch while I worked by the Georgia Farmer's Market. I miss it and I need to find somewhere comparable to where I hang out now.

5. Chicken Pot Pie. I'm a southern gal so this is also a "must have" for cold days when I need a bite of comfort food. Besides, it's got veggies in it, too. It's a "well rounded meal". Giggle

 

That's my top five for favorite food items and now that my stomach is growing like a Tasmanian Devil, I think I better go find someone...something to snack on. Wink Wink. What are some of your favorites?

 

)))Corset Hugs(((

 

Ginny Lynn

Wench Writer

Celebrating Firsts : First Release

I’ve decided to start celebrating any of my “firsts” on the first week of each month.

 

For April, I’m celebrating my debut release of Andromeda.

 

In doing this, I’m going to tell you guys some of the “firsts” for the characters of this story.

 

First Love:

Andromeda finally loses her vampire heart to a mortal named, Justin Storm. Justin is a night photographer that she just happens to bump into as he’s shooting near her house. This is Justin’s first time to fall in love as well, so it’s a boundary that they’ll cross together.

 

First Betrayal:

Giselle had a dream of being the life mate of Captain Anastase. That was ripped to shreds as she saw him desperately lusting after a psychic woman that didn’t even want his touch, or his immortal kiss. This woman was Andromeda, so she got rid of her reluctant rival as quickly as possible. At least, she thought she had.

 

First Sexual Experience:

As you know Andromeda, was in love for the first time. She’s also a 400 year old virgin, until Justin is set firmly in her sights after a little voodoo intervention. I wouldn’t call it a love potion, but her chemistry was awash in desire of the flesh and fresh blood.

 

First Tragically Broken Heart:

Perseus lost his first love, Valentina, due to two major factors. She was left bleeding in an alley from a fatal attack. After this, she loses her life because of the events that followed that horrible afternoon. Did I mention that this happens after she’s getting sized for her wedding dress?

 

First Time To Lose:

Captain Anastase has never been denied, ever. That record ended when he attacked the small town where Andromeda lived. This gypsy woman dared to spit on his offer of a life by his side, and in his bed. How could a lowly wench refuse his charms? Apparently, this would be the first one to ever slip through his grasp, for many years.

 

 

What firsts still have a grip on you? Do they make you smile or cringe? My characters are full of both as life is a journey that we all endure.

 

Thank you for your support. )))Corset hugs((( to you all.

 

Ginny Lynn

Wench Writer