TNWTCsmallThat Night with the CEO is out in both eBook and mass market paperback. You can visit the TNWTC page to find buy links for your favorite retailers, or stop by retail outlets where Harlequin books are sold. To celebrate, I asked the members of my street team to come up with some teaser ads. Check ’em out and vote for your favorite by making a comment. Then I can award bragging rights to a deserving street team member. We’ll add these votes to those we collected on my author Facebook page. Voting ends 8/12, so now is the time to chime in! To reward you for your time, I’ll add you to a fun (secret!) giveaway I have coming next week!

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#1 “The truth is is that I really don’t like to dance, but I like this…”

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#2 “Yeah, well, you need to keep your honor system in your pants.”

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#3 “But I need more than my career. I need you.”

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#4 “I’ve been wanting to do this since you walked in the door last night.”

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#5 Coffee cups and chest hair

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#6 “For God’s sake, let me do the zipper.”

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beloud_cast 2Every year, Harlequin​ hosts the More Than Words contest, which honors the work of everyday women doing extraordinary good in their community. I’m pleased that my nominee, Lucy Steiner, and her charity, Be Loud! Sophie Foundation, is one of the five finalists. Now we need your vote!

Be Loud! Sophie was formed to help adolescent and young adult cancer patients navigate their illness. It was named for Lucy’s daughter, Sophie, who passed away a little less than two years ago at the age of fifteen. One of Sophie’s greatest frustrations while ill was the lack of counseling and supports targeted for teens and young adults–nearly everything is geared toward young children and older adults. Be Loud! Sophie Foundation aims to change that. Please consider a CLICK to help us win $15,000 for this charity. You can VOTE once a day!

MJNewsletterWhile I’m at it, I’m announcing the May/June giveaway for newsletter subscribers–one lucky winner will receive their choice of these super-cute, lined zipper pouches, made by me! If you’re already a subscriber, you are awesome and should continue to do what you’re doing. You’re automatically entered to win. If you haven’t subscribed, I’m sure you’re also awesome, but just aren’t sure how to go about reaching your full awesome potential. Might I suggest subscribing to my newsletter and getting in on the action? The drawing will be June 1st. FYI, the July/August giveaway will be a signed print copy of my debut for Harlequin Desire, That Night with the CEO!

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March handbag giveawayTime to reward my lovely newsletter subscribers with a giveaway, a replay of one I did last fall that people seemed to love–a handbag! If you’re already on my newsletter list, you’re automatically entered to win your choice of one of these three handbags, all of which were made by me. (Sewing is a wonderful activity for an author struggling to figure out a plot point.) If you’re not already subscribed, why are you still reading this post? Get to it! Just click on the “Get My Newsletter” button below. The bags are constructed of sturdy home decorator fabric, no leather or animal products are used. I will do a random drawing on March 12th, which also happens to be the release day for ‘Rock Starred’. If you haven’t had a chance to pre-order the book, think about a one-click! And remember, I do regular giveaways to the fab folks who get my newsletter, so even if you don’t win this time, it doesn’t mean you might not win on the next go-around. Good luck!

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323794a2d55f46110eccf3a82887785fMy friend Holly Gilliatt passed away yesterday after a long battle with pancreatic cancer. She was a fellow author, incredibly smart, spirited like a house on fire, and hilariously funny. She was a mother, a wife, a daughter, beloved. She was a good friend. She never took herself too seriously, but she also never gave up. She was as tenacious and determined as a person can be. I only knew her as someone living with cancer. If she was ever feeling sorry for herself, she never showed it.

I was never lucky enough to meet Holly in person, but she and I became about as close as you can over email and gmail chat. We mostly talked about writing, but we also discussed our kids, husbands, balancing everything, and the business of being an author, including the ginormous loads of bullshit that come with it. Holly would want me to be clear with everyone that writing is awesome, but the business of writing can be shitty. It’s the truth.

Holly and I were brought together by our books–hers, ‘Till St. Patrick’s Day, and mine, Bring Me Back. We both had other books, but those were the stories that told us we were members of the same club, each of a similar voice. BMB is the first book I wrote. It was the book that lived in my heart until I finally just had to let it out. I think Holly felt the same way about TSPD and thank heavens she had the courage to write it. For those of us who are missing her, we can spend time with those pages and be reminded of her singular voice.

For me, writing that first book was an unbelievable catharsis. I sat at my desk and wrote like crazy every day for months. I wept. I laughed. I thought harder than I have ever thought in my entire life. I wrote about love and family and parenthood and the ways in which we disappoint each other and the things we have to do to fight back from that. If I were facing a terminal illness, I could point to Bring Me Back and say, “Look, people. This book is ME on a plate.” I think the same could be said of Holly and ‘Till St. Patrick’s Day–it holds her humor and point of view. It tells a love story while keeping an edge. The Holly I knew was exactly that–full of love, still with an edge.

Both Holly and I put ourselves in the purgatory known as “romantic women’s fiction” with our books. We laughed about it, because it basically means that no agent will represent you, conventional wisdom says that no one will buy it, no publisher will want it, blah blah blah. Writing stories about women’s lives and their loves doesn’t give you a pigeon hole to live in. It’s not the smart thing to do, especially not with your first book. You should write something that’s easy to market, that follows genre guidelines, a book that you can describe as “The Mindy Project meets Knotting Hill” or whatever, in an elevator. But some times, the smart thing isn’t the best thing you can do. Smart doesn’t equal real. Smart doesn’t make soulful. And I’m not saying that my book is soulful. I’m only saying that my soul is in the words. It’s right there, on the page.

So, screw the smart thing. Holly and I did. Write what’s in your heart. It’s more important than selling a zillion copies or making the New York Times list, or at least it is to me. I’d much prefer that a few people know the real me than the world know something I made up because I was guessing it would be popular. Holly felt the same way, although she would not have been the slightest bit upset if TSPD or any of her soulful, genuine books had made the NYT list. I’m guessing she would’ve thrown a hell of a party.

Last October, Holly came to me with a request–would I be willing to finish the book she was working on if she didn’t have enough time to finish it? I was floored. Wait. Hold on. I was FLOORED. I was humbled and stunned, too. Was she kidding with that question? Or course I would, I answered. Whatever you want, just give me marching orders, tell me where the checks should go when it’s finished. She would get me the plot outline, she said. It was the best idea she’d ever had, she said.

The outline never came. And I’ll probably never know what she wanted from me. And that’s okay. In a long line of things we’re all missing right now, it’s pretty insignificant, but it will haunt me. Possibly forever. I will always wonder what was in that beautiful head and heart of hers that she wanted to get out. But at least she wrote ‘Till St. Patrick’s Day. At least she wrote an amazing book that helped to spawn our friendship.

Holly reminded me, and those who love her, just how short life is. Don’t die with the book of your heart still inside you. Don’t leave this earth without getting out the stuff you’re longing to say–whether it’s a poem or a recipe or an opera or just telling your mother that you love her, but you never liked her beef stroganoff, and you’re sorry, but you just won’t eat it again. Let out what’s in your heart while you have the time. God knows I wish Holly still had time to share more of what was in hers.

9630bda14ddcec4769ca8446576c3327_0h8nHolly Gilliatt penned three marvelous books in her too-short time on earth. If you’re inclined to read one, please do so. You can find the pertinent links at hollygilliatt.com. I’m certain the money will go to benefit her children.

To read Holly’s Rock ‘n’ Roll High School post on my blog from last year, you can find it here.

To read author Linda Retstatt’s blog post about Holly, you can find it here.

To read author Jennifer Anderson’s blog post about Holly, you can find it here.

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stpRebecca Grace Allen joins us for RNRHS today with the finest in 90s grunge–Stone Temple Pilots, anyone?–with a little Dave Matthews Band thrown in there for wholesome good measure. I’ve had RNRHS guests who went back as far as the 1960s with their musical memories, but despite generational differences, one theme remains a constant–teenage angst and rebellion. I suppose that’s what youth is for…testing boundaries and pushing the limits. Right? Although, I still find myself doing this. Does that mean I have a problem with authority? Probably a question for my parole officer, huh? (Kidding! Sheesh.) In Rebecca Grace’s debut, The Duality Principle, her heroine, a PhD candidate, is exercising some naughty rebellion of her own with a bad boy hiding in a crisply tailored shirt. Can’t wait to dig into this book! The Duality Principle is out now–get your copy today! Right after you read this post, of course.

Rebecca Grace Allen

Class of ’96, Currently: Writer of contemporary erotic romance. Caffeine addict, gym rat, fur-mommy.

Band and/or song that reminds you the most of high school: It’s a tie between anything by Stone Temple Pilots and “Ants Marching” by Dave Matthews Band. DMB was popular my senior year, and I will always remember rocking out to it with my fellow activities geeks (yes, I was one, as well as a drama geek, and I’m damn proud of it!). But STP really gets those angsty teenage feels going. There was something so raw about their sound, something rough and gritty especially off their Purple and Core albums that I loved in my grunge days.

Favorite piece of music memorabilia (poster, t-shirt, etc.) in high school: I actually didn’t have a whole lot of memorabilia because going to the occasional concert was expensive enough, but I did wear the grunge uniform in high school, and my favorite item was my purple Doc Martens. I still can’t believe I gave those away! *cries*

Band that you hated that everyone else at school seemed to love: I couldn’t get into the early forms of rap and hip hop. I’d be cringing the whole way through songs like “Gangsta’s Paradise” and “O.P.P.”. I just couldn’t say the word “homey.” Ever.

Best show or concert you saw in high school: Actually, it wasn’t even a concert with a real band. A bunch of guys I knew formed group they called Ntrope, and I went out to see them one night at a local club. It was the first time I was allowed to be driven anywhere by a friend who had a license, and they played The Ramones’ “I Wanna Be Sedated” in all three sets. I head-banged until I threw my neck out. I was fifteen, and it was that first night of real teenage freedom and fun (even though I made sure to make curfew).

Best high school make-out song: “Truly Madly Deeply” by Savage Garden if I wanted sweet, but the song that really turned my crank would’ve been STP’s “Sex Type Thing.” I never was a sweet girl. 😉

Cover 4Rebecca Grace Allen’s debut, The Duality Principle, is out now from Samhain. Be sure to pick it up! You can learn more at rebeccagraceallen.com.

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