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Today we have author Lee Piper visiting. Welcome!
What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* Lee Piper is a lover of books. She often juggles reading seven novels at a time for the sheer joy of it. At the grand old age of five, Lee Piper decided to become an author, however found a limited market for her unicorn stories. So, high school English teacher it was.
* At thirty-two, and grieving the loss of her second miscarriage, Lee Piper turned to novels—Kylie Scott, to be precise—to escape the pain. This then inspired her to write Rock My World, the first in a four-part contemporary romance series, and her debut novel became an Evernight Publishing bestseller within the first two weeks of publication.
* Lee Piper lives in Adelaide, South Australia with her drummer husband, cheeky daughters, and one very crazy dog.
Find Lee Piper here…
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A look into…

~ Blurb ~
Thundering drum beats? Check. Swoon-worthy vocals? Check. Panty-obliterating lead guitarist? Check. Looks like you’re all set for Rock My Body, Book Two in the Mondez series by Lee Piper!
* Riley Sears promises herself never to fall in love unless it’s going to end in an engagement ring and a white picket fence—her medically diagnosed anxiety skyrockets otherwise.
* Enter Dominic Mondez, the hottest guy ever to grace pecs and abs. He propositions Riley with a cocky yet tempting offer of the best sex of her life—his words. However, after learning he’s a manwhore who never sleeps with the same woman twice, Riley’s decision becomes remarkably simple.
* No. Way. In. Hell.
* He is a commitment phobe; she needs commitment. End of story.
* Sadly, traversing the murky waters of friends without benefits isn’t simple, especially when he’s lead guitarist of local rock band, Mondez. Riley is also cautious of his tempestuous nature, womanising ways and—even worse—inexplicable jealousy. He is bad for her in every possible way.
* Bad, bad, bad.
* If only her body would listen.
~ Excerpt ~
* He was watching me, I could feel it. My body sensed him long before my head did and started tingling. Everywhere.
* Oh, holy mother.
* Just the thought of him made my heart pound. Traitorous thing. It merrily rammed against my ribcage as soon as I pictured his tall, muscular body and dishevelled, russet hair. My fingers itched to reach out and delve through the soft strands—they remembered what it felt like to tug down on them as he groaned into my open mouth—but I shifted in my seat and sat on them instead. I wasn’t going down that road again, hell no. I was done. D.O.N.E.
* A low chuckle cut through the muted sounds of heavy rock music emanating from inside, its gravely sound resonating with my downstairs department, causing a deep blush to stain my cheeks.
* Clearly, I wasn’t fooling anyone.
* What in the name of sweet baby Jesus is he even doing here?
* I tried so hard to focus on what Sebastian was saying. Thankfully, he held up his end of the conversation despite my unexpected inability to formulate any words. We’d been sitting together for a while without a single awkward pause so I nodded, smiled, and even laughed when required. To be fair, it was a pretty decent pick-up attempt. Well, until he showed up.
* Blue eyes burned my skin.
* You don’t own me, you don’t own me, you don’t—
* I swallowed, steeled myself and then glanced across the beer garden.
* Own me.
* Dominic was leaning against the wall, his black, button-down shirt almost bursting at the seams. I blamed those insanely strong pecs and biceps. Honestly, they were huge. And the way his dark blue jeans hung enticingly low off narrow hips… Well. It should be illegal. He was going to give someone—aka me—a cardiac arrest if he wasn’t careful.
* I shook my head. With a bottle of beer in one hand and a buxom blonde in the other— this one looked nastier than most—the guy was the physical embodiment of everything I despised. Truly.
* If only my body would listen.
* Raising the drink to full, kissable lips, he tipped his head back, piercing gaze still locked on me. He then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, a flicker of emotions I couldn’t identify crossing his face when he noticed my breath catch.
* The girl must have registered his distraction too because she started rubbing herself up against him like an overly aroused limpet. Gross. He broke contact with me and looked down at her, a dark smile tugging his lips. After murmuring something in her ear and slapping her on the behind, she giggled. I looked away, that familiar painful knot forming in my stomach once more.
* Damn you, Dominic Mondez. Damn you to hell.
Buy Rock My Body here…
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~ And here’s some more… ~
Readers are raving about the Mondez series! Check this out:
* “I loved this story. I couldn’t put it down!” – Rabid Readers Book Blog on Rock My World
* “From start to finish I could not put this book down! I highly recommend reading it, a truly amazing writer!!!” – Kindle Customer on Rock My World
* “Lee Piper showed us the strength it takes to love someone who is broken and the mental struggle a person battles to just let it all go and live again. Not an easy task, as a real person or as an author writing about imaginary people. To have a reader actually feel a character’s emotions, feel their pain as your own is a challenging feat BUT Lee conquered this task.” – Kameron Brook on Rock My World
* “This book had me from start to finish. Cannot wait for the next one in the series!!!” – Kindle Customer on Rock My World
Get ready for it:
* Rock Me, book three in the Mondez series is written from lead vocalist, Katrina’s perspective and will be available soon. Here’s a taste of what’s to come:
* Hours later, I am lying awake in bed when it hits me. It’s like a punch to the gut with a drop-kick to the heart thrown in for the hell of it. Groaning, I roll over and cover my head with my pillow, only it does nothing to erase the three unhelpful truths which bombard me.
* One: I’ve still got feelings for Finn Mondez.
* Two: He hates my stinking guts.
* And three: We’re going on tour together. For a month. An entire month.
* This is gonna be interesting.

Thank you for joining us here today, Lee Piper! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.

Today we have author Maggie McConnell visiting. Welcome!
What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* Golden Heart nominee Maggie McConnell spent her childhood overseas as the daughter of US diplomats. Attending college in Illinois, she earned a BA in Art and an MBA while working at the local humane shelter. At 26, she packed her dog and cat into a Ford truck and drove the Alcan Highway to Alaska, where she spent 23 years exploring The Last Frontier in a single-engine Cessna. A vegan and animal rights advocate, Maggie provides a sanctuary on her Arizona ranch for all creatures great and small, but her immediate family includes dog Molly, cat Sara, horses Quinn and Teena, and an ever-growing dynasty of chipmunks. Every year, like the Gray Whale, Maggie returns to Alaska.
Today Maggie McConnell will be talking about the best piece of writing advice she’s ever received and how it helped her.
* Seven years ago, I followed advice from Jody Handley, a former editor at Warner (now Grand Central Publishing) that transformed my writing. I revised a 110,000 word manuscript into 88,000 words and in 2012, You Had Me at Habari was nominated for a Golden Heart.
* No, it wasn’t published—that’s another story—but I felt like I had found my writing sweet spot, and in 2016 achieved my initial goal of being traditionally published when Spooning Daisy was released.
* Never underestimate the intelligence of your audience. Or as Coco Chanel might say: Less is more.
* I hear the groans, see the eye rolls. Oh, that. Yes, old news, but vitally important to the flow and readability of a story. And I’m surprised when I see writers ignore it. A book is much more interesting to readers if they bring their own interpretations and action to it. When watching a movie, is it better when the character says, “I’m angry”? Or when the character acts angry, and the audience figures it out? Don’t over-explain. (Did I just over-explain?)
* Using my own writing as an example, here’s a passage before I applied Jody’s advice:
* “Lady of the manor,” Jenna mumbled disparagingly while rolling her eyes. “That and a buck will buy me gum.”
* “–If y’ prefer we can retire to the drawing room. I just thought you’d rather be in a room where Maddie’s presence is so strong. It’ll help you sort things through.”
* “There’s really nothing to sort through,” Jenna declared. “I’m going to do exactly as Quinn advised. I have no way to pay the estate taxes so I’m selling the land to Billy Hunt. He’ll relocate the distillery and if people want to work they can, and if they don’t, no skin off my nose.”
* Clara patronizingly patted Jenna’s hand. “That’s poppycock, dear. You’re just upset with Quinn–”
* “I am not upset with Quinn,” Jenna insisted a bit too energetically. Giving her hands something to do she brushed her bangs away from her face.
* “Well, y’should be. He did leave you—”
* Now the same passage, revised:
* Jenna rolled her eyes. “Lady of the manor. That and a buck will buy me gum.”
* “–If y’ prefer we can retire to the drawing room. I just thought you’d rather be in a room where Maddie’s presence is so strong. It’ll help you sort things through.”
* “There’s really nothing to sort through,” Jenna said. “I’m going to do exactly as Quinn advised. I have no way to pay the estate taxes so I’m selling the land to Billy Hunt. He’ll relocate the distillery and if people want to work they can, and if they don’t, no skin off my nose.”
* Clara patted Jenna’s hand. “That’s poppycock, dear. You’re just upset with Quinn–”
* “I am not upset with Quinn!”
* “Well, y’should be. He did leave you—”
* To Jody’s advice, I add a corollary. Envision your story as a movie and write accordingly. A few years back, I took a college screenwriting course and what I learned has elevated my dialogue. In movies, dialogue and action must carry the story—rarely are we privy to thoughts as we are in books. Learning to write effective dialogue is worth the effort.
* For summation, I hand this back to Ms. Chanel: Write shabbily and they remember the writing; write impeccably and they remember the story.*
* *What she really said: Dress shabbily and they remember the dress; dress impeccably and they remember the woman. 🙂
Find Maggie McConnell here…
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A look into…

~ Blurb ~
* Her mango chutney is exquisite; her blueberry sauce to die for. But Chef de Cuisine Daisy Moon is a woman without a kitchen after a “bit of trouble” at her last job. Now blacklisted from Seattle to San Francisco, Daisy’s sole job offer is from Wild Man Lodge in Otter Bite, Alaska, where the end of the road is just her beginning.
~ Excerpt ~
* “I had apple strudel. I never have apple strudel. It’s not my usual.”
* “You came here to tell me you had apple strudel?”
* “The thing is…I liked it. For a change, I mean. Once. Not every day, of course.”
* “Max–”
* “The truth is…” He stepped toward her. “The truth is…I feel bad about giving you such a hard time at breakfast.”
* “Ohhhh. This is an apology.”
* “No, absolutely not.” Max retracted the step he’d just taken. “This is absolutely NOT an apology.”
* Daisy huffed. Normally, she’d take great satisfaction in Max’s guilt and take equal pleasure in the banter that would surely follow. However, she was a woman on a mission, and she didn’t have the time, not with Otter Bite hanging by a manila envelope. “Fine. Thank you for coming here NOT to apologize and for that apple strudel thing. And–” She momentarily softened. “–the money. But I just don’t have the time for whatever this is.”
* Once again he stepped toward her. “You’re making this extremely difficult.”
* “This? This what? What am I making–“
* “This.” The word melted into her mouth.
* The two hundreds floated from her hand to the floor. Then, her arms wrapped Max’s neck, his body pressed hers, and Daisy was lost in a kiss she never expected to own.
Buy Spooning Daisy here…
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Thank you for joining us here today, Maggie McConnell! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.
ANNOUNCEMENT! Maggie McConnell will be offering 1) Nordstrom “Daisy” vegan leather clutch, 2) Nordstrom turtle pin, or 3) Rebecca Minkoff star pendant/necklace to 3 randomly drawn winners (US only; international winners will receive a $25 Amazon/BN GC)! So be sure to leave a comment AND use this RAFFLECOPTER LINK to enter the drawing. Also, visit the other tour stops for a greater chance of winning!


