Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Then we pull into the gas station, where sun shines off the pumps and the few decorative trees shiver a bit in the light wind. A landscaping truck is pulled beside the air pump; men stand about and talk. A white-haired woman holds her cash card, hesitant before fitting it to the slot. Pumping gas: a few minutes of stillness, a moment to let the world around sink in while there's nothing else to do.
Except now, when I open my door, I'm blasted with talk. Gas station TVs, commercials talking at me, media overload, loud voices crashing over the vibration of leaves.
I do not like this innovation.
The men who lean against the truck, cross their legs comfortably and laugh with each other. They're far enough away not to hear. I want to smother the TV; I want to feel the sun instead.
Monday, December 5, 2011
I was very happy to hear that my vampire novel was selected as reviewer's choice for December at Two Lips Reviews, where the reviewer had this to say:
"Beside the Darker Shore is different. It is not your usual vampire tale. There is no sex in the book, per se, but it is one of the most powerfully sensual books I have read. When humans offer their blood to vampires, the eroticism of the bloodletting has no need for sex.
"While there are villains in Beside the Darker Shore, they are not the stereotypical villains of vampire novels. There was no right or wrong. There is an air of 'what is best for me' for each character. ... For the pain each of these men brings to the other, it is hard to dislike any of them. Each is fighting for what he believes ...these are characters that have not left my mind since I finished the book."
For the complete review, as well as other novels up as reviewer's choice, visit