No Longer Mine…being reissued

From Samhain. It’s been revised. HEAVILY.

It’s not longer, though…I did some pretty heavy rewriting in some areas, but it didn’t add to the length. It’s a cleaner read, though. And has a prettier cover. Much prettier.

No Longer Mine

It’s due out in ebook in April, and yes, it will probably go into print at some point, but it won’t be this year.

Blurb:
Born on the wrong side of the tracks and dealt a fair share of hardship, Nikki Kline never gives up a fight. Even when her reason to keep going is ripped from her, Nikki tries desperately to hang on. But when the man who broke Nikki’s heart comes back into her life she doesn’t know how much she can take. Especially since that man seems determined to win back her damaged heart.

Wade Lightfoot is a man who knows he’s made more mistakes than most. As much as he would like to repair the damage he’s done to those he loves, Wade also knows there is no going back. But when he sets out to put things right the last thing he’s prepared to find out is that he had a son. A son he’ll never get the chance to meet.

When the truth is out and all the old wounds are bared, it seems impossible that Nikki and Wade will find their way back to each other. But true love is an undeniable force that even past hurts can’t destroy.

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Spring!

Hello everyone! I have really missed communicating with all my online buddies! I’ve posted to Facebook now and again, but except for that, I have been MIA. 😦

I am SO happy to know that Spring has arrived. Everyone here in east Tennessee is more than ready to say goodbye to snow and cold. This has been a long winter, and I think we’ll all appreciate the warm weather this year even more than we usually do.

I’ve been “no mail” on all my loops for the last 7 1/2 weeks. That’s how long I’ve had my new knee. You’d be amazed at how well it is doing! My surgeon is wonderful, and my physical therapist is super pleased with my progress.

That’s the good news. The “so so” news is that I’m having the other knee done on March 30. So all prayers are appreciated. The surgery is definitely a challenge. And it is a very humbling experience, because for at least a couple of weeks, you are very dependent on other people.

I had the surgery done with an epidural and light sedation. I woke up once and could hear sawing and hammering! Eek! But they give you relaxing meds, so I wasn’t freaked out.

The day we left the hospital, a snow storm was brewing, but we made it home before things got bad. I had to miss one PT session because of snow, but was able to reschedule. I was on a walker for two weeks and a cane two weeks, and after that – nothing. I’m doing steps like a pro.

The first few weeks I spent a lot of time snoozing. Didn’t even read very much. Shocking! The Olympics did come in handy. I watched many hours of those. Don’t know what I will do this time. 🙂

My daughter graduates from Vandy grad school on May 14, so I will have 6 1/2 weeks to recover. Should work out well, I hope.

My hubby was and is wonderful – so very patient. He even had to learn how to give me shots in the stomach for 10 days. He was not a fan of that, but he did it.

Right before my last surgery, I found out that my Desire book that was going to be “early 2011” had been moved up to September of this year. So I’ve had to do a bunch of edits, etc. in relation to that project. It’s called “The Secret Child and the Cowboy CEO”. I don’t have a cover yet, but I hope to soon. Then in October, I’ll be in a Christmas antho with LuAnn McLane and Susanna Carr. They showed us the cover a long time ago, but LuAnn’s name was spelled wrong! So I won’t post that until they fix it. 🙂

Once I started feeling better, I had to dig into our income taxes. Yuck! Mailed those off on St. Patrick’s Day. A great feeling to get it done.

On March 11 our granddaughter, Anastasia, had her tonsils out. Poor baby, it was really tough. We were down in Knoxville to help out for three days.

I definitely plan to be at the Lori Foster get-together in June, and I look forward to seeing a lot of you!! I may not be up to dancing, but I can’t wait!

Hope everyone is well and looking forward to a wonderful Spring.

Hugs,
Janice Maynard

P.S. The flowers are in my backyard…

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Author…writer…

Cross-posted from my personal blog)

What?

So over on twitter, they often have what they call #writechat.

Basically, it’s like a chat room. They were talking about the difference between an author and writer.

One tweet, can’t remember the exact words, but it was that you’re an author once you’re published. Before that, you’re a writer.

This is where opinion is going to come into play, and a lot of it will be personal preference, I think.

Now people can call me an author…and I don’t care. I am, there’s no reason saying other wise.

But if somebody asks me what I do? I’m a writer.

When I sit down to work, I’m writing a story. I’m not authoring. “Authoring”, if you think about, seriously, doesn’t that sound kind of stodgy…pretentious? Um…it certainly doesn’t sound like what I’m doing when I write, IMO. I’m writing, and unless I’m banging a character’s head against a brick wall, I’m having fun. I’m just writing…and I’m a writer.

Here’s the thing… for me, getting hung up on what label somebody applies to me, or any other group of writers, is a waste of time. This is just my opinion, of course. Nobody has to agree. But why worry on the label? There are books to be written. Published, unpublished, there are always books to be written. Published, unpublished, you can always improve your craft. Published, unpublished, you can always seek to improve.

The book matters more than the label… or at least, I think it should…

~*~

And in other news… I’ve got a book out… BROKEN

Broken 3.2010

Shattered

Quinn Rafferty is working as a bounty hunter and bail bondsman in St. Louis when a new neighbor catches his eye. He’s tempted by her beauty—but he knows from experience that anyone desperate enough to live in his building is damaged goods. Besides, he has his own soul to mend before he can worry about anyone else.

Desperate

Sara Davis is on the run, but not for the usual reasons a woman goes on the lam. She’s not an abused wife, and she’s not a criminal. But she does have a plan for her future. And as much as she finds herself attracted to her gruff, tough neighbor, she can’t risk telling him the secrets she’s hiding. There’s just too much at stake.

Driven to desire…

But Quinn must get closer to Sara when she turns out to be the target of his new missing persons case, and he discovers that there is something more complex and dangerous to her than he thought. Now, both Quinn and Sara will have to expose their true feelings—as well as their fragile hearts—if they hope their love will survive…

EXCERPT

He opened the door—

And stopped dead in his tracks as somebody all but fell into his arms. Somebody…a woman. And not Theresa.

He caught her just above her elbows, automatically steadying her.

“I’m sorry,” she said, her voice soft and low.

Then she lifted her face and Quinn found himself gazing into the biggest, brownest eyes he’d ever seen in his life. Feeling a little dazed, he studied her face while she stammered out another apology.

Quinn barely heard it.

He was too busy staring at her mouth. A very pretty mouth, a cupid’s bow mouth slicked with deep, vibrant red. Under his hands, he could feel silken smooth skin and unable to resist, he stroked a thumb along her inner arm.

Her skin was soft, soft and warm. He was also pretty sure she had the creamiest, most flawless skin imaginable. Her shoulder-length hair was a shade caught between blonde and brown, nondescript, but for some reason, he found himself thinking about tangling his fingers in that hair and holding her head still while he kissed that red-slicked mouth.

Well, hello…

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Shiloh Walker

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