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2 Oct

I have some exciting news for you–so exciting that I can barely keep my fingers on the correct keys as I type this post!

My debut novel, The Mirrors at Barnard Hall, is in the running for Peanut Butter Finger’s October Book of the month!  What does this entail, you ask?  Well, each month, a book is chosen for PBF to review, and the members of her online book club do the same.  This is a fabulous opportunity for a new author like myself to gain some momentum on the exposure-front.

Currently, my book is in second place; there are two other fantastic choices in the pool.

If you have a few spare seconds, I’d appreciate it if you’d click on the link below to vote.  You don’t have to sign up for anything so it really is relatively painless.

CLICK HERE TO VOTE

In addition, PBF’s Online Book Club could be a great resource for you readers out there and a fun way to connect with fellow book lovers from across the globe.

It’s a long shot, but, if we don’t win October I’ll still be just as stoked for being chosen.

-Jenny

The Pigeon-Hole

27 Aug

I am thrilled to report my debut novel has been warmly received by readers—and only half of them are relatives.  I have had constructive feedback and a number of glowing reviews; overall, the response has been overwhelmingly positive.

However, as I delve into editing my next project, Semester of Thursdays, I must admit that I am actually more intimidated by the second book than I was the first.  And here’s why:

My second book follows more of a “chick-lit” path, with no mysterious elements whatsoever.  There is an underlying love story, but the main focus is on the relationship between two best friends with opposing moral viewpoints on dating.

I’m afraid the fans of my first novel will be turned off by the vast difference in stories.  But then again, those who did not like The Mirrors at Barnard Hall may love the modern -take of Thursdays

In the end, I must remind myself it is better to break free from a one-book mold now so I’m not pigeon-holed into the historically-romantic-and-mysteriously-enchanted-mirror genre.

A Friday Update

24 Aug

First, allow me to use this media outlet as a platform to wish my older sister a HAPPY 30th BIRTHDAY! 

Second, HAPPY AUGUST 24th to all the readers of my debut novel, The Mirrors at Barnard Hall.

Third, I’ve chosen to give this week’s Six Sentence Sunday a miss.  My Maid of Honor (aka. the little sister) will be in town for a BUNCH of wedding planning, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to give SSS the love it deserves.  Stay tuned next week for a six from my second book, Semester of Thursdays!

Fourth, looking ahead at this weekend’s forecast, it appears as though we’re in for some beautiful—albeit warm—weather here in middle Tennessee.  If you are looking for something to do, I suggest you stop by the five-points district in East Nashville and check out some local authors at East Side Story

Finally, today is the BIG day where we draw THREE lucky winners of free signed copies of The Mirrors at Barnard Hall.  Those names will be announced via our Facebook page at 8:30 am.  Drum roll, please…

Have a safe and sunny weekend!

-Jenny

P.S. I am aware of the fact my image for this post is irrelevant.  But it’s cute… enough said.

Six Sentence Sunday: August 19, 2012 #sixsunday

18 Aug

This is the last week that I will be posting from my debut novel, The Mirrors at Barnard Hall, which is now being carried at East Side Story in East Nashville! 

Also, I’m giving away 3 SIGNED COPIES to lucky winners who “Like” my book’s facebook page by August 24th!  Click “Like” for your chance to win.

This scene takes place the day after Callista Franklyn meets a handsome stranger inside her antique mirror.  He just asked for her name.  When she tells him, his reaction is quite bizarre.  Need to play catch-up?  Check out last week’s six

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“What’s wrong?”  I asked, immediately alarmed.  His face had gone white as a sheet, which would be appropriate if he was, in fact, a spirit.  Could ghosts get sick? 

“I have not heard that name in ten years,” the man said, a fraction of his color returning.

“What name?”

Your name.”

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Would you like to read more from The Mirrors at Barnard Hall?  You can buy a print copy for $9.99 or eBook version for $2.99.  Don’t want to spend the cash?  You’re in luck: Start reading it HERE for FREE!

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Home Sweet Home

15 Aug

For those of you who don’t stalk me on Facebook (yes, there are still a select few of you with better things to do with your time), I have some very exciting news to share.

My debut novel, The Mirrors at Barnard Hall, has found a home on the shelf of East Nashville’s newest bookstore, East Side Story.  The shop, located in the Five Points district of East Nashville, has made it a priority to promote local authors—even those of us who are self-published. 

Although I have seen my book on a Kindle and in print, there was something surreal about seeing it on a shelf in a legitimate bookstore. 

If you’re in or around Nashville, I strongly urge you stop in, check out some of the local talent, and support what is destined to be a matchless hot spot for the written word.

-Jenny

Six Sentence Sunday: August 12, 2012 #sixsunday

11 Aug

This week I’m posting another six from my debut novel, The Mirrors at Barnard Hall.  This scene takes place the day after Callista Franklyn meets a handsome stranger inside her antique mirror. 

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“I would like the pleasure of knowing the name of the woman who has decided to take up residence in my bedroom—it is only proper, after all.”

I was too tired to think of a reason not to, so I decided to play along.  “Callista Franklyn.”

“I’m sorry, what did you say your name was?”

“Ca-llis-ta Frank-lyn,” I repeated, emphasizing each syllable for his benefit.

The color drained from his face.

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Would you like to read more from The Mirrors at Barnard Hall?  You can buy a print copy for $9.99 or eBook version for $2.99.  Don’t want to spend the cash?  You’re in luck: Start reading it HERE for FREE!

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Check out some of the other phenomenal authors HERE

Six Sentence Sunday: August 5, 2012 #sixsunday

4 Aug

Is anyone else in denial over August’s abrupt arrival?!  I had to check my calendar twice on Wednesday just to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. 

Speaking of seeing things… this week I’m posting another six from my debut novel, The Mirrors at Barnard Hall.  This scene is a continuation of last week’s six from the first time Callista Franklyn sees a handsome stranger inside of her antique mirror.

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“Well, if you don’t exist and I don’t exist, then this entire conversation is futile,” I said.  What would be the sense in fighting over a moot point?

“Then we agree that neither of us exists?”    

“Yes.  Now, if you have no objections, I’m going to sleep.”

“Considering I am not here, you hardly need my permission,” he shot back.

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Ah, the delightful impasse! Would you like to read more from The Mirrors at Barnard Hall?  You can buy a print copy for $9.99 or eBook version for $2.99.  Don’t want to spend the cash?  You’re in luck: Start reading it HERE for FREE!

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Interested in participating in Six Sentence Sunday?  Sign up on the website and post six sentences next Sunday.

Check out some of the other phenomenal authors HERE

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