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Character Quotes from Lone Wolf by Dellani

character-quotes-image“Marc, this all got weird really fast. Didn’t it?”

“Wil, it’s been weird. Are you just beginning to notice?”

“Yeah, well it’s weirder than I realized.” He told Marc about Miss Fulton’s call.

Marc exhaled slowly. “We’re twisting in the wind, old man.”

Wil hesitated a millisecond. “Not quite yet, my friend. I’ll see you at dinner. Tell the lady to wear something black. Loup Garou out.”

Taking the little foam box out of his pocket, he opened it up carefully, examining the artifact. “It’s gotten even weirder. I just don’t know how much.”

© 2017 Dellani Oakes

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Being a mother of two teen girls, I am often surrounded by groups of teenagers. The stories that they share from time to time are both disturbing and concerning. Teen novels often glorify teen dating and teen romances, but there are so many dangers out there in the real world that many people do not always discuss the ugly side of dating for fear of shaming their kids or admitting it could happen in their family communities. After listening to more than one story about terrible, dangerous dating experiences of teens, interviewing teens and listening to their examples of neurotic behavior when where actual individuals personalities were compromised and changed while dating due to their emotions, I was compelled to write a novel based on the ugly side of teen dating. I set about writing a book titled Bitter Betrayal, that shows the parallel lives of a teen boy and girl and how they think and react differently to the exact same situations that they find directly or indirectly involved in. I also wanted to point out how certain situations become dangerous and life-changing within in a blink of an eye. 

The purpose of the book is to demonstrate how the simplest actions in the name of fun can have devastating consequences. Some results are everlasting and can’t be undone. And the circumstances and decisions themselves, due to the maturity level of impressionable teens, is often confusing and leaves lasting emotional scars that can take years to overcome, if ever. Consequences of reckless actions can put kids, families, friends, and communities at risk. I hope that the story I’ve written triggers discussions, emotions, and allows teens—girls and boys—to make smart, intuitive decisions, and that they remember to respect each other’s boundaries.

I understand that the Young Adult (YA) category covers the ages of thirteen through eighteen years. But I believe impressionable teens—thirteen through sixteen years old—aren’t as emotionally mature as the older teens, yet they’re in the same category. For this reason, I intentionally kept the language and descriptive scenes in Bitter Betrayal clean so all teens could enjoy the book. The book is a two-time award-winner (The Mom’s Choice Awards® Gold. (MCA) evaluates products and services created for children, families, and educators. The program is globally recognized for establishing the benchmark of excellence in family-friendly media, products and services, and an Apple Literary Summer Ebook Award winner).  Here’s an excerpt; enjoy.

Cover for Me

“They say there are two sides to every story and somewhere in the middle lies the truth; there’s no exception to this one. But whose truth will you believe . . . his or hers?”

         DTB CU there!

         (Don’t text back see you there)

The message flashed across her phone, and that’s all it took. Not even a whole sentence and suddenly all she could think about was getting out of class. As her fingers frantically tapped away on her phone, Payton didn’t hear a single word from the kid speaking nervously in front of the class. Looking back, what was she thinking?!?!

Payton: Cover for me

Aubrey: Seriously?

Payton: Problem?

Aubrey: Yah

Payton: Really? J

         Aubrey: Nah

         Payton: K

         Aubrey: BTW 182

         Payton: U don’t hate me 🙂 Luv u

         Five, four, three, two, and the bell finally rang. Payton shot out the door. Aubrey, her best friend since sixth grade, shoved the books Payton had left behind in her own backpack. Payton’s behavior, though frustrating at times, wasn’t surprising. She was head crazy about that boy, Reece Townsend, and it helped that Aubrey liked him as well.

With less than ten minutes to freshen up, get across campus to her car, and make it to the dam in time to meet Reece, Payton didn’t have time for small talk with anyone. Dodging in and out of students, she avoided eye contact with as many people as she possibly could. The boy’s football coach, Coach Duncan, was headed her way. His voice, undeniably recognizable, bounced off the walls and echoed through the corridor before he was physically present. When finally in view, she purposely looked at her feet and rushed past him. No way did she want him stopping her and stalling her with questions about her brother and his playing time at college.

“Whoa girl, where’s the fire?”

Coach grabbed her arm as she tried to rush past him and her whole body swung around, forcing her to face him. Arm still in his grasp, he shook his head.

“Slow it down, girl! If only my boys had moved half as fast this morning.”

Managing a slight smile, she pointed toward the bathroom. Coach raised his hands in the air and shook them back and forth, stopping her from saying another single word. He wanted no part of what could pop out of that girl’s mouth. She was liable to say something for the shock value alone. He didn’t need to know, want to know, or care to know, for that matter. He let her on her way, no questions asked. A healthy spritz of perfume, lip gloss, duck-lip practice, and Payton climbed into her car. She must have sped, because she made it in record time.

“What took you so long?” he asked.

The love of Payton’s life, well, at least to a sixteen-year-old, love-struck teen. One look at his smile and she melted. It was bad enough that they attended different schools, but he was a senior, in the process of narrowing down his college options, which meant she’d be stuck there without him. The thought of it made her cringe. On a daily basis she obsessed about him leaving, even when he asked her not to, but she couldn’t help it. Not today, she told herself, pushing the thoughts out of her head.

The best part of his day was right then, as he watched her walk toward him. He was sitting on the back of his tailgate, swinging his legs back and forth, waiting for her to join him. He tapped the cool metal, her cue to jump up next to him. She grinned. So freaking hot! He always looked that way to her, and all she wanted to do was kiss that face of his! Her grin turned into a giggle.

“What’s so funny?” he asked.


“Whatever!” A cute smirk crossed his face. “Something, or you wouldn’t be laughing.”

She grabbed his face in her hands, laughed out loud, and kissed him before hopping up next to him on the tailgate. Right before she jumped up, Reece playfully pulled her back toward him instead. Now face-to-face, she brushed his sandy-brown hair to one side, revealing his green eyes. She could get lost in them; they were that pretty.

“What?” he asked.

“Nothing,” Payton giggled. “You grabbed me, remember?”

“I did. But why are you staring at me like that?”

His breath hit her face. Truth be told, all she wanted at that moment was for him to kiss her, really kiss her. Move, Payton. Move now, she thought as she stepped back and took a deep breath.

“I’m just looking at you, that’s all. You’re kinda cute like that.”

He rolled his eyes. But Payton could tell by the boyish grin on his face that her comment had pleased him. She loved that look on his face. He looked a few years younger, like a real kid. It was sweet. She stared a second too long, capturing that face a moment longer in her mind.

“You know I’m supposed to say that kinda stuff,” he said as seriously as he could, but it wasn’t working.

He tapped the tailgate again and held out his hand. So thoughtful! Payton thought, and this time she jumped up and joined him. The long cotton skirt she’d chosen to wear that day wrapped around her legs as she swung them back and forth off the back of the truck. Sandals, painted toes, and a T-shirt completed her outfit. Her long dark hair, with a delicate headband complimenting her outfit, finished off her look.

“You look hot. But I know you know that, so I’m not going to tell you!” He laughed. “Just kidding. You look amazing. Beautiful as usual!”

Payton’s face lit up. She leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips. Funny thing, though, she thought Reece was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. They’d actually argued about that statement once. Guys aren’t beautiful, he’d stated. They could be handsome. Good looking, sexy, dope, hot, or even cute, but not beautiful! Men were not beautiful. But it didn’t matter what he thought. To Payton he was, and she could look at him all day long.

“Hey, you never did answer my question,” he said.

“What question was that?”

“Why were you late?”

“You idiot!” She nudged him playfully. “I’m not late; you’re early, and for the record, I’m the one who’s usually waiting for you!”

He held her by the elbows, leaned in, and kissed her quickly on the lips. She would have kissed him back, but he’d already pulled away. Just as well, she wouldn’t have wanted to stop, and that wouldn’t have been good, since time wasn’t on their side.

“Aubrey covering for you?” he asked as he rummaged through a sack next to him.

“Yep. Advisory. Shouldn’t be too hard.”

She was always late getting back when they met for lunch, but there was no way she was going to tell him that. He’d cut their time short for sure. Payton had never struggled with confidence before Reece, but he unknowingly made her question herself. She didn’t need to worry, though; she was popular, a good student, considered hot, and well liked.

“Whole or half?” he asked, holding a sandwich in his hand.

“Half,” she answered, knowing she couldn’t eat in front of him anyway.

The breeze was cool but not cold, a perfect day for a picnic on the back of her boyfriend’s truck. Why did they have to go back to school?

         Reece’s phone buzzed. She didn’t glance at it, but she wanted to. It buzzed again. He didn’t read the text, but did check the time. Pointing at the sandwich she hadn’t touched, he nudged her to take a bite. She didn’t think he’d noticed she hadn’t eaten, but he had.

“We’re going to be late if you don’t hurry up. Eat.”

She leaned into his arm. It felt good just being close to him. The feeling of closeness made her want to kiss him, and she had no idea if he knew that. It was so stupid and irritating that she felt this way every time they were together. Not to mention when it was time to head back to school. It made leaving incredibly difficult. Payton missed him before they’d even left. Surely this was normal for a teen like her, wasn’t it? She looked at her sandwich just as Reece took a bite of his.

“I’m not really hungry.” She hesitated for a second, opened up her mouth to speak, but closed it again.

“What is it?” he asked, knowing she wanted to say something.

The words unexpectedly flew out of her mouth, surprising even her.

“We could cut class.”

Reece’s eyes darted toward her.

“Stay here and hang out a bit longer,” she added.

Payton Phillips suggesting they cut class. Sweet! He wasn’t sure if he was shocked, but he was definitely impressed that it was her idea. They’d been together nearly two years, but she’d never once insinuated they should cut class before. Grinning, he shook his head.

“I can’t. I’ve got a test this afternoon. No pass, no play, remember?”

Even though she knew he was right, her heart sank.

“But I can’t believe you just suggested that—it’s something I might think of, might, but I didn’t think you would.” Reese took a drink of his Coke. “Um. OK then. I think you just kinda got yourself in a bind. I might hold you to it later!”

She didn’t care. Hell, Advisory or Reece?
Seriously . . . was that a real question? Worth the trouble if she got caught? Hell yeah! Reece jumped off the tailgate of his white dodge and stood in front of her. One arm wrapped around her neck, one around her waist, he kissed her, a real kiss, and she kissed him back. An incoming text interrupted them. Flushed cheeks, heart racing, and although Payton wouldn’t have agreed in that moment, it was for the best that the text came in. They may not have left that spot for a while longer, and then they both would have been late. Not to mention Aubrey couldn’t cover for that long. After all, Aubrey wasn’t a miracle worker. Covering for lunch and half of sixth period, Advisory, was no problem, but more than that rose the red flags. Reece’s phone buzzed again; this time he answered the text.

Reece: K CUS – DTB

         (OK See you soon, don’t text back)

“Hey, can I ask you a question?”

Reece shrugged his shoulders. “Sure.”

“How come when you text me sometimes, and apparently others.” Her raised eyebrows indicated she’d read his response.

“Yeah,” he said hesitantly.

“You don’t let me text you back?”

He looked puzzled.

“What are you talking about?”

“What’s with the DTB, don’t text back?” she asked.

Reece shoved his phone into his back pocket and packed up the trash. Payton waited for his response.

“What? Seriously?” He laughed. “That’s your question?”

She nodded. “Yeah. That’s it,” she said, moving her foot in tiny circles in the dirt. “Like, if you text me first, why can’t I text you a response back?”

He grabbed his phone and pointed to her texts. Now she wished she hadn’t asked such a stupid question. It felt like she was invading his privacy or something, but a simple explanation hadn’t seemed too much to ask for a second ago.

“Really, you want to know why?” He didn’t wait for a response. “It’s simple. Sometimes I’m in class. Sometimes I can’t talk for various reasons. Like right now, I’m here with you, and dip-wad Walker is looking for me. Or sometimes I’m driving, at practice, whatever.”

He glanced at his phone to check the time. “But right now I’ve gotta go, and so do you.”

DTB. A way to communicate without communicating. Cute, wasn’t it? Was it? Why was she suddenly questioning it?

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Character Quotes from The Great Mandrake

character-quotes-image“I need one more lady for this to work properly,” he said. “Don’t leave me hanging, ladies. One more, to give me a brace of beauties. What about you, Miss?”

He held out his hand to an attractive redhead a few tables away. Walking over, he smiled down at her, looking hopeful.

“Would you kindly assist me with this?

“I don’t believe in magic,” she said somewhat stiffly.

“No need to believe for it to work,” he countered. “Please?”

The magician’s brilliantly blue eyes widened as he leaned forward, hand extended. The young woman’s breath caught in her throat as she accepted his invitation. He walked her to the stage, placing her between the other two women.

© 2017 Dellani Oakes

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Celebrate with Us! More About Stephanie Osborn

Author Stephanie Osborn is a bona fide rocket scientist, as well as an amazing author. She works so hard, I don’t know how she has time to write, but she does. When we first started batting around the idea of Cereal Authors, she was one of the first people I thought of.

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Stephanie’s Bio:

Award-winning author Stephanie Osborn, the Interstellar Woman of Mystery, is a veteran of more than 20 years in civilian/military space programs, with graduate and undergraduate degrees in four sciences: astronomy, physics, chemistry and mathematics, and she is “fluent” in several more, including geology and anatomy. She has authored, co-authored, or contributed to some 35 books, including the celebrated science-fiction mystery, Burnout: The mystery of Space Shuttle STS-281. She is the co-author of the Cresperian Saga book series, and has written the critically acclaimed Displaced Detective Series, described as “Sherlock Holmes meets The X-Files,” and the award-winning, exciting Sherlock Holmes: Gentleman Aegis series. Her newest venture: Division One, her take on the urban legend of the mysterious people who make things…disappear. In addition to her writing, the Interstellar Woman of Mystery now happily “pays it forward,” teaching math and science through numerous media including radio, podcasting and public speaking, as well as working with SIGMA, the science-fiction think tank.

Stephanie’s Interview:

Have you ever, over the years, lost your self in a certain piece (novel) to such a degree your family, friends, and even YOU, didn’t recognize yourself, and if so was it worth it?

I’m afraid I don’t really understand this question. Do you mean was I so absorbed in it that I lost track of the outside world? Sure; my husband learned early on to make plenty of noise coming into a room, else he was apt to have to peel me off the ceiling fan as soon as he said anything.

Or do you mean that I put myself into a novel? Because I put myself into ALL the characters I’ve ever written. I use a theatre technique called “becoming.” I find a facet of my personality, however small, that is appropriate to the character I’m writing (good guy, bad guy, it doesn’t matter), and that becomes the foundation for the character’s personality. Then I build on it, adding layers, until I have as nearly a fully-rounded character as I need for the situation.

Describe your Muse and the working relationship you share.

I don’t know that I really have a muse as such. Or if I do, it tends to be one or two of the main characters of whatever book I’m writing.

Or, What is the longest it has taken you to write a book?

It’s taken me as long as ten years to write a book. My first book, Burnout: The mystery of Space Shuttle STS-281, is about a Space Shuttle disaster, and I was working the Space Shuttle program when I started writing it, and the same scenario (minus sabotage) actually wound up happening to shuttle Columbia (WITH a friend of mine aboard) before I could get it polished and published. All of that has a tendency to mess with your head, and I had to periodically stop and put the manuscript away while I got some emotional distance on things, before picking it up and resuming writing.
On the other hand, it took me two months to turn out the first two books in the Displaced Detective series.

If you had to start your writing career over would you do anything differently?

Oh, my. That’s the classic, “If I only knew then what I know now…” but I didn’t, and I wouldn’t. There’s probably a few things I might have done differently, but I just don’t know. I did the best I could with what I had. I seldom “do” regrets like that. That way just lies discontent with what I have now.

What are your publishing goals? Meaning: Would you like to become a bestseller or just make a comfortable living at it?

Oh, I think, if we’re honest, we’d all love to become a bestseller. That said, I would be very happy making a comfortable living at it. I’m still working on that.

What does your favorite book say to you? What do you feel it might say to someone else? (could be either your own work or that of someone else)

Well, the first trick, for me, is picking A favorite book. I can’t even pick a favorite writer! But I think the books I tend to like, to read again and again, speak to me about potential: both of myself and of humanity as a whole. About where we are, and where we could go. About intellect, its power, and how it must be used for good. And how misusing it can result in some subtly horrifying results.

So the works of Arthur Conan Doyle (notably his Sherlock Holmes works), Ray Bradbury, Asimov, and Heinlein tend to make me sit up and take notice.

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Celebrate with Us! More About Dellani Oakes

Cereal Authors is mostly my fault (idea?) I’m an instigator. I saw my friends struggling to promote themselves, so I asked a few of them if they wanted to join up forces. We batted around ideas, names and such and came up with Cereal Authors. I know the pun is probably lost on most folks, but it’s a play on serial, the way many, now famous, authors shared their work in the old timey days.

The amazing and talented Rachel Rueben took the idea and ran with it, setting up the Cereal Author’s blog, and so it was born….

Dellani Oakes with glasses

Dellani’s Bio:

Dellani Oakes writes mostly romantic suspense novels, but she occasionally dives off the deep end into science fiction, fantasy or historical romance. When she isn’t writing, she’s editing, marketing or hosting her two Blog Talk Radio broadcasts: Dellani’s Tea Time – every second Monday from 4-6 PM Eastern, or What’s Write for Me – every fourth Wednesday from 4-6 PM Eastern, on Blog Talk Radio.

Dellani’s titles include: The Ninja Tattoo, Under the Western Sky, Undiscovered and One Night in Daytona Beach, with Tirgearr Publishing. She has a new book coming out soon with Tirgearr. Look for So Much It Hurts in November.

Her other books are:

Conduct Unbecoming, Indian Summer, It Takes a Thief, The Lone Wolf Series and Room 103. She also has an adult coloring book available. Look for Doodle Your Stress Away on Amazon.

Dellani can be found on Facebook, Twitter and her personal blog

Dellani’s Interview:

Have you ever, over the years, lost your self in a certain piece (novel) to such a degree your family, friends, and even YOU, didn’t recognize yourself, and if so was it worth it?

Yes, I have on more than one occasion. I think the worst/ most notable was when I started on my first NaNoWriMo novel in 2007. I was so worried I wouldn’t finish in time, I did virtually nothing else. I lost track of time and wouldn’t have remembered meals, except I had children who were hungry. It love the book very much and can’t wait to publish it. Since it’s a prequel to a 6 book series, and I’ve only published 3, it may be awhile.

Describe your Muse and the working relationship you share.

My Muse has severe ADHD and she jumps around like a frog on a hot highway. Once in awhile, I can get her to settle down and dance to the rhythm of one book. That’s a rare occurrence, but the fruits are always sweet. In fact, several of my published novels were my NaNoWriMo novels, where I had to write the novel in 30 days or less. The Ninja Tattoo, Undiscovered and, soon to be published, So Much It Hurts were all NaNo novels.

What is the longest it has taken you to write a book?

The longest it took me to write a book was when I worked on Indian Summer. I started it twice, only to chuck it aside. Since the voice of Gabriella wouldn’t be silenced, I picked it up again seven years after I started it. It is historical, so a lot of research went into it. Of course, the bits and pieces I most needed, took a long time to find. Once that was accomplished, I finished it in about six months. Altogether, it took nearly 10 years to finish.

If you had to start your writing career over would you do any thing differently?

I’m totally flummoxed by the question. I know I’ve made mistakes, but if I had to go back and correct them, I’m not sure I could. Not for lack of wanting to, but I learned a lot from the mistakes I made. I’m still learning. If I get to a point where I can’t learn anymore, I might change careers.

What are your publishing goals? Meaning: Would you like to become a bestseller or just make a comfortable living at it?

I’d like to make a decent living with my writing. I don’t need to be the number one best selling author, but I’d like to be able to contribute in a meaningful way to my family’s finances. I’d love to be able to take a long road trip with my husband and not worry about how we’re going to pay for it. This is a big, beautiful country, and I’d like to explore it.

What does your favorite book say to you? What do you feel it might say to someone else?

This is an incredibly hard question. For starters, I have to pick a favorite book?! That’s monumental task. I don’t have just one favorite book. Books in general open up new worlds to explore. They introduce the reader to interesting people and allow them to eavesdrop on their conversations. Books give a different perspective on life, and entertain along the way. I hope that my books entertain my readers. If they come away with a smile, feeling better about themselves and life, then I’ve done my job. That’s what I look for in the books I read.

What makes you laugh or cry?

I lead a small, casual writing group at the local Council on Aging. The average age of my members is about 75. They all have interesting life experiences, which we talk and laugh about. Each week, I give a topic for everyone to write on. It’s not a rule, more of a guideline, really. Once we gather, we read our pieces aloud. We laugh, sometimes we cry, and each time we learn something new about one another. Seeing my friends is the highlight of my week.

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Celebrate with Us! More About Ruth Davis Hays

No celebration would be complete without our favorite fantasy author, Ruth Davis Hays. Her Jorthus series is out of this world! Not only is she an author, she’s a costume designer, actress and all around wonderful lady. Our celebration continues with more about this talented lady.


Ruth Bio:

Ruth Davis Hays is author of the fantasy series Translations from Jorthus, as well as a blogger, editor, proofreader, and costume designer. Her books include: The Dawnstone Tale, The Convergence, and The Excursion. She designed and illustrated a children’s book written by her sister, When asked, “What makes the world ‘round?” or A Mother’s Practical Wisdom. She has also contributed to short story anthologies and was a researcher for TSR/Wizards of the Coast on a Dragonlance data project.

Currently, she divides her time between writing, proofreading for Triscelle Publishing, and being a mother. Her works can be found on Amazon, Barnes and Noble websites, or from links on her author site.

Ruth’s interview:

Have you ever, over the years, lost yourself in a certain piece (novel) to such a degree your family, friends, and even YOU, didn’t recognize yourself, and if so was it worth it?

Writing itself is an absorbing, all-consuming activity, I find. When I am actually typing or scribbling notes, it is only after hours or days of thinking and sorting out the ideas or scenarios repeatedly. In that sense, I do guess that I can lose myself because I think of little else. But, to say that I become another personality, I don’t think that is the case. My main characters are facets of my own personality, and while writing I see my world through their eyes. I keep them tucked into their own little corners of my mind, however. The closest thing I can equate to “not recognizing me” was while writing the first two books, my husband commented that I didn’t seem to be connected or present. I was always “someplace else”.

Describe your Muse and the working relationship you share.

I suppose my Muse is my urge to tell the tales as I see them on my closed eyelids. There are several main characters that reside in my brain and speak to each other. I feel that I simply transcribe while eavesdropping. I am their documentary screenwriter.

Or, What is the longest it has taken you to write a book?

I started my Jorthus story in 1986, stopped writing on it in college, began another major story, then picked up the Jorthus tale again to form it into three books in 2005. I finished and published the first in 2009 and the second (which was the part I had started in 1986) in 2010. So, in all, The Convergence took me about 24 years to complete!

If you had to start your writing career over would you do anything differently?

I would try and have more confidence in my work. Marketing is not my strong suit.

What are your publishing goals? Meaning: Would you like to become a bestseller or just make a comfortable living at it?

I would be happy to have my books pay for my living costs, but my sister is determined that they become bestsellers. I would not be disappointed if they did. Who am I to reject popularity?

What does your favorite book say to you? What do you feel it might say to someone else? (could be either your own work or that of someone else)

I have several favorites. Most have a common theme of redemption. To me, they suggest that there is always hope, even if someone or something seems unredeemable. That no matter how bad, there is a reason it got that way. That we must walk a mile in another’s shoes before we are worthy to judge them.

Some may balk at offering pardon to horrendous criminals under the umbrella of “forgiveness”, but the best stories show a change occurring, an evolution that offers catharsis and repair, not just forgive and forget.

What makes you laugh or cry?

Overt demonstrations of unconditional love make me cry; however, I usually laugh at inappropriate times. Not to say I laugh at other’s pain; it is more of a sarcasm, dark humor, or schadenfreude that creeps in at the wrong moment. Humor is my filter for the world and my life. It’s like the old saying, If I didn’t laugh, I’d cry.

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Celebrate with Us! More About Karen Vaughan

We’re about to celebrate a milestone here at Cereal Authors. Our fifth year anniversary is coming up! If we were married, the traditional gift was wood…. Since it’s not a wedding anniversary, but one of friendship and hard work, we’re giving our readers a present instead – more about us! For the next week, we will feature one of our authors a little more in depth. If, however, you’d like to give us a gift, follow the buy link below and buy a book—or two—or more….

karen resting sarcastic bitch face

First up, my Canadian buddy, Karen Vaughan!

Karen’s – Bio:

I am a proud Canadian living in Ontario. I wear a few different hats: mom, grandma wife author, comedian, radio host and promoter of independent authors. I have a sarcastic bent which comes out in my writing and my comedy act. I have been the host of writers round table for 3 years and I love talking to new authors each month. I started writing 12 yrs ago and first got published in 2008 with Dead on Arrival. These books came after: Dead Comic Standing in 2010, Over Her Dead Body 2011, Daytona Dead 2013, Dead Men Don’t Swing 2015, and re-issued 2017. Jamaica Dead 2015, Left for Dead 2016, Holmes in America 2016

Karen’s Interview:

Have you ever, over the years, lost your self in a certain piece (novel) to such a degree your family, friends, and even YOU, didn’t recognize yourself, and if so was it worth it?

I felt different while writing Holmes In America. It had stronger language than my series and it was edgier as well. It was worth it.

Describe your Muse and the working relationship you share.

It’s a dictatorship! She tells what to write and I dictate it. She’s a real piece of work!

How long does it take you to write a book?

Usually 6 months now.

What is the longest it has taken you to write a book?

It took 2 years to write Daytona Dead.

If you had to start your writing career over would you do anything differently?

Edit better.

What are your publishing goals? Meaning: Would you like to become a bestseller or just make a comfortable living at it?

Being a bestselling author would be a major coup but just making a decent living is more realistic.

What does your favorite book say to you? What do you feel it might say to someone else? (could be either your own work or that of someone else)

I loved the Thornbirds by Colleen McCullough. I love sweeping family sagas and reading about the struggles of one family on a sheep station in Australia spanning from the 1920’s to the 60s . I hope others would see the same thing as i did.

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Character Quotes from Sea of Destiny by Dellani

character-quotes-imageSea of Destiny is currently being shared here on Cereal Authors. Look for new installments the 12th of each month.

Kyle’s five year old daughter bounced in.

“Daddy!” She rushed at him, blonde curls flying around her.

Kyle picked her up, swinging her in a circle. “Mindy Sue!” He tickled her, setting her on her feet with a thump.

“But you have a meeting!”

“Nope. Daddy canceled the nasty, boring meeting to spend time with his favorite five year old daughter.”

“I’m your only five year old daughter, Daddy.” She gave him a patient look as if she knew he was completely crazy and she was humoring him.

“Therefore my favorite. Carmelita, can a couple of hungry people get milk and cookies in this joint?” He lifted his daughter to the tall stool by the bar.

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Character Scene from Bad Medicine by Dellani

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“I had in mind to go see Dr. Kinkaid,” Frank said. “Seems to me that the ranking officer should talk to the lady’s doctor.”

“Agreed. Is he here right now?”

“Let’s find out.” Frank whipped out his phone, dialing. “Hi, Frank Atherton. I need to speak to Dr. Kinkaid.” He paused a moment, smile fading ever so slightly. “Well, get him back, Sunshine” he replied after a few moments passed. “Because I said so. Now. Please.” He put his phone in his pocket. “He went out for a smoke, but he’ll be right back.”

Sutherland stopped walking, staring at him with her mouth open. “Does everyone jump when you say jump?”

Frank stopped, hand on his tie, puzzled frown creasing his face. “They do if they’re smart.”

Rita Sutherland planted her feet, leaning forward aggressively. “Mr. Atherton, if you rule your people by bullying—”

Holding up his hand, Frank took a step back from her. “Whoa. Where did that come from? I don’t bully my staff. They know what’s expected of them and they do it. If they fail to meet expectations, I fire them.”

“That’s a form of bullying,” she replied, arms folded across her chest.

“No, ma’am. That’s effective leadership. I do what I say I will. They do what I ask them to.” He shrugged.

“It still sounds rather oppressive to me.”

Frank closed his eyes, shaking his head. “I’m sorry you feel that way, Detective. Let me ask you this—when you tell your officers to jump, do they argue with you?”

“No, if they do, they know I’ll write them up.”

Frank held out his hands as if that explained his point. “Only difference here is that I can fire them. I do my job to the best of my ability. I expect the same from them. I set high standards, and I get them.”

Sutherland couldn’t argue that logic. It was exactly what she expected from her subordinates. “But a doctor? You order him around too?”

“Yeah, ain’t it great?” He slowly winked one big, brown eye and Detective Sutherland felt weak. He has to do that shit on purpose.

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Character Quotes from Playground by Dellani

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Lone Wolf Series

“How do we go about unlocking this gate?” Mai was unsure she liked the idea of involving Cavitus, but he had told her they must do this together and he was even more correct than they had imagined.

“You won’t like it, I’m afraid. It’s quite dangerous and rather alarmingly…indiscrete.” He raised an eyebrow, looking Cavitus and then Mai from head to foot.

“Speak plainly, you big, blue assed bastard! What do you mean?”

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