Author Jean Murray Celebrating Anniversary of Soul Reborn

Join Author Jean Murray in celebrating her 1-Year Anniversary of Soul Reborn, her debut paranormal romance novel.

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TO CELEBRATE:, Soul Reborn  from Crescent Moon Press on sale for $0.99 (original price $6.99) at All Romance eBooks for a limited time only (July 1-15, 2012)

THE HUMAN REALM, HIS BATTLEFIELD.

Asar, the Egyptian God of the Underworld, has been tortured and left soulless by a malevolent goddess, relegating him to consume the very thing he was commissioned to protect. Human souls. Now an empty shell of hatred, Asar vows to kill the goddess and anyone involved in her release, but fate crosses his path with a beautiful blonde huntress who has a soul too sweet to ignore.

DEADLY SECRETS BETTER LEFT UNEARTHED.

Lilly, fearless commander of the Nehebkau huntresses, is the only thing standing in the way of the goddess' undead army unleashing hell on earth.  But Lilly has a secret—one she is willing to sell her soul to keep. If the Underworld god discovers her role in the dig that released the goddess, she will lose everything, including his heart.

Author Jean Murray Celebrating Anniversary of Soul Reborn

Join Author Jean Murray in celebrating her 1-Year Anniversary of Soul Reborn, her debut paranormal romance novel.

http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-soulreborn-546847-140.html 

TO CELEBRATE:, Soul Reborn  from Crescent Moon Press on sale for $0.99 (original price $6.99) at All Romance eBooks for a limited time only (July 1-15, 2012)

THE HUMAN REALM, HIS BATTLEFIELD.

Asar, the Egyptian God of the Underworld, has been tortured and left soulless by a malevolent goddess, relegating him to consume the very thing he was commissioned to protect. Human souls. Now an empty shell of hatred, Asar vows to kill the goddess and anyone involved in her release, but fate crosses his path with a beautiful blonde huntress who has a soul too sweet to ignore.

DEADLY SECRETS BETTER LEFT UNEARTHED.

Lilly, fearless commander of the Nehebkau huntresses, is the only thing standing in the way of the goddess' undead army unleashing hell on earth.  But Lilly has a secret—one she is willing to sell her soul to keep. If the Underworld god discovers her role in the dig that released the goddess, she will lose everything, including his heart.

OMG... Dreams Do Come True!

I wanted to make sure this past few weeks haven't been some wonderful dream before posting my exciting news.  Now with everything happening this past weekend... it's true, it's real...I mean, it's really happening!

This past weekend I signed a contract with the wonderful people over at Crescent Moon Press for my story, WANTED: ONE GHOST.

Right now I am so high on life I'm not sure how to come down.  But knowing this is only the beginning and seeing I still have so much to learn I am trying to stay focused.  This weekend was one of excitement, disbelief, crying, laughing (at the same time even) and hugs from all my friends and family.

My real hero (hubby) has been the best, giving me support, keeping my feet planted and yet still pointing out all the changes having my dream coming true is going to put out there for me. 

I'm taking it a step at a time, trying to make sure I cover all my bases and learn as I go along.  I know with the wonderful support of Crescent Moon Press and the friends I have made in all my writing groups both published and pre-published this is just the beginning and they will help me see this through.

Thank you to all of you out there for your support and guidance over the years!  It's really happening!

Hugs!

OMG... Dreams Do Come True!

I wanted to make sure this past few weeks haven't been some wonderful dream before posting my exciting news.  Now with everything happening this past weekend... it's true, it's real...I mean, it's really happening!

This past weekend I signed a contract with the wonderful people over at Crescent Moon Press for my story, WANTED: ONE GHOST.

Right now I am so high on life I'm not sure how to come down.  But knowing this is only the beginning and seeing I still have so much to learn I am trying to stay focused.  This weekend was one of excitement, disbelief, crying, laughing (at the same time even) and hugs from all my friends and family.

My real hero (hubby) has been the best, giving me support, keeping my feet planted and yet still pointing out all the changes having my dream coming true is going to put out there for me. 

I'm taking it a step at a time, trying to make sure I cover all my bases and learn as I go along.  I know with the wonderful support of Crescent Moon Press and the friends I have made in all my writing groups both published and pre-published this is just the beginning and they will help me see this through.

Thank you to all of you out there for your support and guidance over the years!  It's really happening!

Hugs!

The Meanest Mother In the World

Years ago for Mother's Day, I received a plaque from my daughter (actually--I think my mother may have helped her pick it out).  The reason I say this is because I had originally read this article years ago, as a teenager, in an Ann Lander's column and it was one of my favorites.

Today, I must post it in honor of all the "Mean Moms" out there.  I don't know who wrote it so there is no credit to be given--only quotes and kudos for whoever had to suffer a mother like this and be brave enough to write about it.  I hope every 'Mean Mother' out there enjoys a wonderful Mother's Day.

Meanest Mother in the World

I had the meanest Mother in the world.  While other kids had candy for breakfast, I had to eat cereal, eggs and toast.  While other kids had cake and candy for lunch, I had a sandwich.  As you can guess, my dinner was different from other kids' dinners, too.  My mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times.  She had to know who our friends were and what we were doing.

I am ashamed to admit it, but she actually had the nerve to break the child labor law.  She made us work.  We had to wash dishes, make the beds and learn how to cook.  That woman must have stayed awake nights thinking up things for us kids to do.  And she insisted we tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

By the time we became teenagers, she was much wiser and our life became more unbearable.  None of this tooting the car horn for us to come running; she embarrassed us to no end by insisting that our friends come to the door to get us.

I forgot to mention that most of our friends were allowed to date at the mature age of 12 or 13, but our old fashioned Mother refused to let us date until we were 15.  She really raised a bunch of squares.  None of us was ever arrested for shoplifting or busted for dope.  And who do we have to thank for this?  You're right, our mean mother.

I am trying to raise my children to stand a little straighter and taller and I am secretly tickled to pieces when my children call me mean.  I thank God for giving me the meanest Mother in the world.  The world needs more mean Mothers like mine.



The Meanest Mother In the World

Years ago for Mother's Day, I received a plaque from my daughter (actually--I think my mother may have helped her pick it out).  The reason I say this is because I had originally read this article years ago, as a teenager, in an Ann Lander's column and it was one of my favorites.

Today, I must post it in honor of all the "Mean Moms" out there.  I don't know who wrote it so there is no credit to be given--only quotes and kudos for whoever had to suffer a mother like this and be brave enough to write about it.  I hope every 'Mean Mother' out there enjoys a wonderful Mother's Day.

Meanest Mother in the World

I had the meanest Mother in the world.  While other kids had candy for breakfast, I had to eat cereal, eggs and toast.  While other kids had cake and candy for lunch, I had a sandwich.  As you can guess, my dinner was different from other kids' dinners, too.  My mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times.  She had to know who our friends were and what we were doing.

I am ashamed to admit it, but she actually had the nerve to break the child labor law.  She made us work.  We had to wash dishes, make the beds and learn how to cook.  That woman must have stayed awake nights thinking up things for us kids to do.  And she insisted we tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

By the time we became teenagers, she was much wiser and our life became more unbearable.  None of this tooting the car horn for us to come running; she embarrassed us to no end by insisting that our friends come to the door to get us.

I forgot to mention that most of our friends were allowed to date at the mature age of 12 or 13, but our old fashioned Mother refused to let us date until we were 15.  She really raised a bunch of squares.  None of us was ever arrested for shoplifting or busted for dope.  And who do we have to thank for this?  You're right, our mean mother.

I am trying to raise my children to stand a little straighter and taller and I am secretly tickled to pieces when my children call me mean.  I thank God for giving me the meanest Mother in the world.  The world needs more mean Mothers like mine.



Maryland Romance Writers May Workshop

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The Maryland Romance Writers is proud to announce our May Workshop, Show Up Naked: Writing the Male POV.

Class Dates: May 1-29
Class Fees: $20 for MRW Members and $25 for non-MRW Members

Workshop Description

This class will take you on a funny and fun journey of discovery about men including why they act the way they do and how they express emotions. You'll discover how our society has socialized them and the stages they go through in life. At the end of class you will be able to write more realistic male characters while keeping them larger than life heroes.

Teacher Bio

Chris Redding grew up in a neighborhood with more boys than girls and learned to love baseball and hate Barbies. She spent much of her life in male dominated professions including pizza delivery and Emergency Medical Services. She graduated from Penn State with a degree in journalism. She has five books published, all romantic suspense.

To sign up for this workshop, please visit:

http://www.marylandromancewriters.com/may-workshop/

For more information about this or any other MRW workshop, please email amyvil at comcast dot net.