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Writing your first draft is a labor of love.

I’ve suffered a horrible loss of my WIP, Beautifully Broken (Book 2 in the Destiny Series), yesterday. The file is corrupt. I’ve gone from 32,500 words to 15,000 words – and this is after I’ve recovered bits and pieces from emails, backups of my electronic notes and scraps of paper from the past three weeks that had yet to make it into the shredder. Maybe I should have renamed the story while I still had the chance. Would it have made a difference?

A nightmare is what it is.

Welcome to my world

I’m sharing part of my Prologue with you now, so you can see why I’m so devastated for losing over 17,000 raw words from my first draft. That’s a lot to lose at this stage of the game! Following is 1,355 of Matty’s words that I thought I’d lost forever.

Excerpt from Prologue

Even with my snow gear on, it’s frosty. The snow starts to rain from the heavens, covering the road with a wave of white blankets. Even with the hood of the truck blocking the wind, a blast of snow whips around it and slices across my face.

Felicia rolls down the driver side window and peeks her head outside. “Need any help under there? Whatever you’re doing, it’s not working.”

“I can always use your hands, doll. But not this time. I think I’ve got it. Give it another try.” I catch a look at her smile before she escapes from the blistery weather and reefs on the handle to roll up the window in the truck.

Romantic young beauty as an angel

I’m still smiling, as she revs the engine in the aged truck. I knew it. I am the man. I hear a resounding wail of the horn and imagine that Felicia is celebrating, but then I jump from the loud crackle in the air. A resounding screech echoes through my ears and deafens me, as the hood seems to turn into the mouth of a crocodile and clamps down onto me like vicious jaws. The twisted wreckage wraps around me, and sandwiches my body precariously against my own truck.

Pain sears through my side and bolts right to my foot, as I gasp for air that can’t seem to reach my lungs. Starved for oxygen, dizziness settles in, but it doesn’t even numb the pain screaming across every inch of my lower extremities.

I’m moaning now. It hurts so bad. I don’t know if one can handle a pain like this. I think I’m going to die. That doesn’t sound like such a bad idea right about now. It feels like a waterfall of blood is spilling down my body and I’m suddenly very tired. I’m afraid to close my eyes though. I’m fighting for a breath as it is. If I fall asleep, I’m afraid I might forget to try and breathe at all.
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Raise a Reader

My girls play a BIG part in my life. Although I don’t talk about them too often on here, today is going to be one HUGE exception! Can I just say how proud I am of them? They’ve inspired me to write this post tonight. Both of them came home with a spelling test and each had earned a perfect score! When I asked the oldest how the rest of her grade 4 class did, she reluctantly admitted that most did significantly worse than her. Look at those words… there are some tough ones in there!

Then there’s my youngest. She’s in the bottom grade of a grade 2/3 split class. She tried the optional bonus word (for the grade 3’s in her class) and even got that correct! I was so happy I did up a little photo to show you. 😀 😀

I have to believe that their success stems from our love of reading. (more…)

Wicked Steamy Romance for $0.99!

AVAILABLE NOW!!

This story might be set in the winter, but don’t let that stop you from buying it today!! Readers are calling Finding Destiny “wicked steamy”. Another reader has described it as “sweet, hot, and downright delicious.” I promise you it’ll melt away any reservations you have to the point you’d be fanning yourself at the beach, and it wouldn’t be because of the heat outside. 😉

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Do yourself a favour and pick up a copy of Finding Destiny today! It’s now available in paperback too. $6.00 USD plus shipping for an autographed copy, for those who might be interested. Email me with your address if you would like an exact quote! csimp@live.ca  

 

For your reading pleasure 😉

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Twisted Desire Book Trailer

Have you had the chance to check out Twisted Desire yet? It’s receiving rave reviews.

5.0 out of 5 stars AMAZING FANTASTIC HOT HOT HOT July 21 2014

By MarthaPublished on Amazon.com
Format:Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase
I loved it!! I could not put this book down, WOW. Harley, a private investigator meets his match in Aliah. She is one tough woman, and she gives him a run for his money!!
 
5.0 out of 5 stars I loved Abby and Edwin in the first 3 books and … July 27 2014
 
By JocelynPublished on Amazon.com
Format:Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase
OMG!!!…once again Christa Simpson has outdone herself! I loved Abby and Edwin in the first 3 books and I must admit that the only reason I purchased book 4 was because it was a part of the series and I was hoping for more of Abby and Edwin… I think I love this book more! I love Ally and Harley and all the action! I couldn’t put it down! It is a must read and I look forward to book 5!!!
 

Don’t believe them? Have a look for yourself. 🙂 🙂

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That smile is a weapon, I tell you.  He needs to put that thing away before she’s forced to do something that will give him a good reason to smile that wickedly.  BUY NOW!!! –>

Is a romance just a romance?

Pet Peeve #1: Reading Books Out of Order

There’s nothing worse than really getting into a story only to learn that it wasn’t the first book in the series.  Of course, since you love it so much, you’re bound and determined to read the first book and so you buy it and it’s okay.  But I’m sorry to say, it’s just not the same.  Especially in romances.  It stands true for me to this day.  I’ve picked up book number two in a series on a number of occasions and to date I’ve loved the second more than the first.

Welcome to my world

I don’t know what it is, and maybe it’s just me, but I seem to fall in love with characters in a sequence, just the way the author intends for me to.  By already reading the first set of characters in the next book, I’m already privy to the dynamic of their relationship and I think it steals the nostalgia of their first meeting.  The respect for their journey seems to get lost somewhere along the way, since I already know what the end result will be.

 

Now, I know that a romance is a romance, and (more…)

What’s next for me?

Okay,box of twisted I give up.  Apparently WordPress doesn’t want me to write to you at this hour, because it has officially not saved three versions of this one blog post. Annoying!! And my first two posts were really good too.  I’m not trying again.  Funny, this dumb post saved just fine.  Since I’m not going to dwell on it, here goes.  Twisted is in print. Woot!! Look at the box of pretties I received today!!  (more…)

A Twist of Fate Teaser – Woo Woo

***18+ Only PLEASE***


Edwin is back…

I OPENED MY EYES and stretched my arms out over my head, drawing in a long breath to relieve myself from my alarming dream, which I faintly recalled but desperately wanted to remember. I could hear running water and figured Edwin was in the shower. For that I was grateful. He had been the object of my dream that had left me breathless and overwhelmed with a fresh lack of clarity.

I squeezed my shut and strained to remember the dream that had felt so real only moments earlier. Bits and pieces started to come back to me in vivid colour.

Tropical waves crashed the white sand shore, the bright sunshine warming my skin while the fresh morning air teased through my hair. There were endless views of tree-covered mountains, ridiculously grand rocks and crystal blue waters. All that was fine and great, but what tripped me up was that Edwin was there with me. We were isolated on a secluded island and I was completely happy.

I wore nothing but flowered bikini bottoms. Edwin wore fitted, white swim trunks, that contrasted against his dark, tanned flesh. He pulled me into his arms and so tenderly kissed my exposed neck and chest. His hands gently cupped and caressed my breasts, leaving me aching with a need so deep I could feel it in my bones.

Every touch scorched my senses and I wasn’t hiding my attraction to him, running my fingers through his hair and digging my nails into his back as our kiss became more heated and necessary. Edwin lowered me onto a large, white lounger with an overhang that blocked our half-naked bodies from the harsh morning sunrays. (more…)