Thank you so much for having me here today! I’ve had a lot happening to me lately – publishing a new contemporary romance, Christmas at Angel Lake, the 3-book set, Miracle Interrupted Set, and I’m part of the 10-book Romance Super Bundle that’s on sale for only 99 cents. But today I’m talking about a paranormal anthology of short stories and one novella, titled Entangled, a Paranomal Anthology, that author Misty Evans and I published a little over 2 years ago. It includes stories by at least 3 New York Times authors and another 3 USA Today bestselling authors. (The actual numbers might be higher; it’s hard to keep up with these fabulous authors.) All the proceeds are going to the Breast Cancer Research Foundation (which has a 5 star rating; the highest there is). Even the cover was donated by the wonderful Laura Morrigan.
I can’t tell you how proud of it I am. Yesterday, I lunched with Mary and three other area authors. Mary had heard that we’re taking the book down after October, Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and she wondered why and if the Entangled book would disappear from our e-readers. First, we never planned for it to go on forever. It’s been on longer than we planned – mostly because we were all too busy to think about it.
It’s only $2.99, very much a bargain, and none of us are getting even a penny of it. To answer Mary’s second question, no, it won’t disappear from your e-readers. You bought it, you keep it. Here’s the official blurb:
Ghosts, vampires, demons, and more! Entangled includes ten suspense-filled paranormal short stories from authors Cynthia Eden, Jennifer Estep, Edie Ramer, Lori Brighton, Michelle Diener, Misty Evans, Nancy Haddock, Liz Kreger, Dale Mayer, and Michelle Miles, plus a Seven Deadly Sins novella by Allison Brennan.
Here’s a short excerpt from my short story, “The Fat Cat”:
Of all the cat houses, in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into mine.
Tory locked eyes with a fat, black cat and shivered. It wasn’t really misquoting Casablanca at her, was it? She was a witch, not a cat whisperer.
It had to be in her mind. The cats she knew wouldn’t lower themselves to speak human.
“I don’t like this place.” Sorcha’s gaze around the cat playroom in the Humane Society was as scornful as if the place was violating the Geneva Convention instead of crammed with carpet-covered climbing thingies and scratching posts, plus strategically placed litter boxes that looked barely used.
Tory glanced around, too, from one cat to another, twenty or more. All colors, all sizes, all ages. Even the fat, black one who’d been staring at her since she walked into the oversized cat cage.
Or, as Sorcha called it, their prison.
“It’s clean,” Max said.
Sorcha stared at her husband, Tory’s brother, her expression as horrified as if he’d said she needed to stop eating ice cream. “So are hospitals. I don’t like them, either.”
Tory sniggered. She could always count on her sister-in-law to cheer her up, even after a break-up with her boyfriend.
She was replacing him with a cat.
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I’m giving away a copy of my Miracle Interrupted Set to a commenter. Two of the authors are breast cancer survivors. (I’m one of the two.) Every author in this anthology knows someone else who had it or is going through it. What’s your experience with this disease?