Sunday, October 31, 2010

Patriot Secrets' Release Contest Winner

Congratulations to Kim Hanks! He won the $25 Amazon gift certificate for my Patriot Secrets' Release Contest. Thanks to everyone who participated entered. Had a great week!

Also check out a nice little article by Bertena Varney about my book, Dream Walker (appropiate for Halloween!) The links at below

And next Saturday, November 6th,  I'm going to be a guest blogger at Cate Master's blog (2011 EPIC finalist in four catergories). Busy. Busy. Busy. Love it!

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Patriot Secret's Release

      I've had a great week. Thanks to everyone for their wonderful wishes with my release. I've been busy. I was a guest at a couple of different blogs. I would like to thank both Lindsay Townsend ( ) and Marci Baun ( for the opportunity of blogging at their different blogs. As thanks for the Dear Author Blog for allowing Patriot Secrets to be posted under Open Thread for Authors Promotions! I'm also due to appear on a few more blogs in the coming weeks. Hopefully get back a few reviews.
       I'm working dilgently on the Winds of Betrayal revision. I'm going to devote my total attention to the manuscript this month!
       Don't forget today's the last day of my Celebrating Patriot Secret's Release Contest. Win a $25 Amazon gift certificate just by leaving a comment on my blog or Novel Works. Good Luck!

Friday, October 29, 2010

Dexter the Terror

        I missed Dexter while I was gone on vacation. Not that I didn't miss my dog, Max. It's just Dexter's a puppy and changed so much in a week. He grew. He's almost as tall as Max now. Before I left, he just learned how to crawl down the stairs. It was the morning before I left. Having taken Dexter upstairs to do some writing, Max followed. I left the door to my computer room open so Max could escape if Dexter became too annoying for him. It didn't take long for Max to jump up and run down stairs to safety. Moments later I heard a muffled cry. I got up to find Dexter sprawled on the top of the stairs stuck with his front feet spread down a step and his back feet caught on the top step. He had tried to follow Max down stairs. I rescued him, but of course I told Gary where I had found him when he got home from class. Gary didn't say much. He took his dog and headed out the room. The next thing I heard was Gary calling to Dexter over and over. By the time I got out there, Dexter had made it down the last step with Gary's encouragement. No longer was the little one trapped by his fear or contained in an area by his size. He was freed to bound around and unleash his will! And he has no problem unleashing his will!
       Not everything is Dexter's fault I will have to say. The mishap in the car going to the airport was mine. Gary tried to tell me that taking Dexter in the car wasn't a good idea. Oh, he's fine if there is someone else in the car to give him attention, but Gary loves his Momma and he took Dexter with us to drop us off at the airport. The trip to the airport was fine, but the trip can be a little long for a puppy when all he got to do was drop us off and leave again. After we went through security, Bob's phone rang. Gary. I thought it was a little odd. Gary hadn't had time to get home and he wasn't. He called to tell us to have a good trip and oh, by the way, Dexter had...well, let's say the pup probably should have been walked before going returning home. Gary was riding with the windows down. I heard him end the call with "tell Mom Happy Birthday!" Okay, so I owe my son.
        Coming home, I found Dexter's still the same loving and adorable dog, but he's bigger, more confident. He bounds and leaps around the house now. He loves to go on walks and you can't leave Max behind. He annoys Max constantly. Yet Max won't leave him. He may leave for the moment, but a minute later he's back and Dexter is at him again running around him, barking. I have to admit, though, I think Max is jealous. The two are like little kids. If Dexter has a toy or a chewing bone and you take your eyes off of him a minute, Max will steal it. And then the chase is on.
        Dexter loves water. No, I mean, loves water. Water seems to be an adventure to him. At the moment its his water bowl. He can't leave any water in the bowl. He digs into it, literally. After he drinks, first you see one paw go in; then its two; then its both going ninety to nothing trying to get the water out of the bowl. It's a routine now. He eventually drags the bowl around and turns it over. At that point the game is over until he needs to drink again. He wallows in the spilled water.
       He also loves books. While he's with me while I'm writing, I'm constantly having to snatch books away from him. I let him have one that he had already destroyed. I think he's spent longer on the pages of that book than my son has on any book he's read! But Dexter loves to sneak the books off the bottom shelf of the bookshelf, a little game he plays for my attention.
       His antics makes me laugh. I love to see his little face glued to the door when I get home with Max by his side. He keeps me on my toes. He's so loving. His whole ambition in life is to have eat, sleep, and have fun. He loves life. So the little terror has rubbed off on me, but its not just me. It's all of us.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

PATRIOT SECRETS is release today!

Join me today. I'm guest blogging on Lindsay's Romantics for PATRIOT SECRETS' release.

Don't forget about my contests! Comment on Novel Works or my blog to enter! To celebrate the release I am giving away a copy of Patriot Secrets on October 26th and give a $25 gift certificate to Amazon at the end of release week on October 30th at midnight. The giveaway for the book will a random give away to anyone that is a Novel Works fan. Won't have to do a thing is you are a fan!

The $25 dollar gift certificate- need to participate in this week and next. A comment on the subject I'm discussing on Novel Works (!/pages/Novel-Works-by-Jerri-Hines/112059205487095) will enter you into the contest or a comment here on my blog.

Good luck!

Friday, October 22, 2010


It’s a dangerous game you set to play, Miss Corbett. One that can have far worse than deadly consequences!

In the midst of the struggle for America’s bid for Independence, Hannah Corbett makes a fateful decision, descending into a world of deceit. Spurred by revenge, she heads to New York, setting in motion a dangerous game for which there is no return. Searching desperately for the man who betrayed her family, she faces the cold and brutal reality of the life of a spy. Caught in a web of lies, living with betrayal, she is trapped. She has nowhere to turn except to a man it would be treasonous to love, setting duty and desire at war . Her heart is ripped apart when she must choose between the man who risks his career and life to protect her and the only thing that has remained constant in her life…her belief in her cause.

       Within the early November morning air, Hannah had set to plant tulip bulbs outside her grandmother’s window. She wanted to surprise her grandmother in the spring with the emergence of flowers that had bloomed beautifully around her home in Williamsburg. She wondered how her home looked now. Her heart pained and with her manner in dealing with that pain, she pushed all it back within her. No, she told herself, she had a mission and had no time to grieve or her heart would rip apart.

        Sitting upon the ground, she looked up. In front of her Marcus stood, dressed in clothing similar to when she had first met him. Was he going out again to deceive others into betraying their cause?
       He smiled at her, a charming, disarming smile. He extended his hand to her. She pulled her gloves off, accepting his assistance. With ease, he pulled her up to him, much too close. She wanted to back away, but he held firm. His eyes lay intent upon her.
       “I was looking for you. I didn’t mean to catch you off guard, but wanted a minute of your time.”
       She dusted her skirt off and pushed back her unruly hair. “Of course not, but I’m sorry about my appearance, Marcus. I wasn’t expecting anyone this morning."
       He didn’t reply. His fingers wiped her cheek where a streak of dirt lay. His hand lingered on her arm. She glanced up at him. He stared into her eyes. She wanted desperately to turn from his gaze, but wouldn’t show a sign of weakness. Her heart beat rapidly, but he said nothing.
       “You’ve a purpose to this visit, Marcus,” she asked. “Or do you want to see Grandfather? I’m sure he’s within his study.”
       “No, it’s you I wanted to see,” he answered under his breath. Suddenly, his hands went securely around her waist.
        “Marcus,” she protested her hands against his chest. “Pray, what do you think you’re doing?”
        “I find that I must once more depart. And I have only one question for you Hannah. Are you going to be here upon my return?” He drew her closer. His hand touched her cheek, easing behind her neck. “I wonder. I wonder if you will remember what it is like to have my arms around you as they are now. I wonder if you will dream of me while I’m gone.”
        “Please release me, you arrogant man!” she pleaded. “Someone will see.”
        “That’s no answer,” he whispered. She wanted to be able to jerk away and run, run far away from him, but she found she couldn’t move. His hand caressed her cheek, running down her neck. “You’re a strange one, Hannah Corbett. Why are you really here?”
        “I have told you, my grandmother,” she murmured, finding it difficult to find her words.
        He gently held her, but firmly. “I know what you told me, Hannah. How you wanted to leave before the invasion and would do so now if you could. It’s just…I imagine if you really wanted to leave, you would do so. I find it hard to leave you. I can imagine all sorts of trouble you could find yourself in.”
        “I don’t believe it’s your concern, Marcus. I wish you well in your journey.” Her tone emotionless, she twisted, but his gripped only tightened. He pulled her to him. Her protests drowned as his lips came down hard upon hers. His mouth settled upon hers. She could feel a fire within him as his mouth claimed hers. And to her horror she found herself responding to him.

         Her hands, which once pushed against him, trying to resist, opened freely and she pulled him to her. Her body betrayed her mind, melting into his, his touch, his kiss. His mouth kissed her cheeks, her neck, and back up to her lips again.
        She couldn’t breathe. Her chest heaving, she finally broke away. Ashamed she responded so; she found she had no words. Oh what was she going to say that her body had so willfully denied with his touch. He caressed her cheek again.
       “You make it hard to leave, Hannah Corbett,” he said softly. He gave her no opportunity to utter a response. He quickly kissed her lips once more. Then without another word, he departed.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Mississippi Air

       I sitting in the middle of Barnes and Noble in Tupelo, Mississippi. I'm in heaven at the moment with a latte in hand and free access to the Internet! I wanted only one thing for my birthday- to go home. Home is in the middle of nowhere, a small community called Marietta. That's my home. Where I was born and it never leaves me. No matter if my mother doesn't have Internet connection.
       I've had the most wonderful of birthdays because I was surrounded by those I love, except for two of my children. Tracy is in the middle of preparing for her hockey season at college and taking mid-terms. Gary and Lyndsay are caring for Dexter and Max back in Massachusetts.  
       My Mississippi family has been gone out of their way for me. They always do, but this time maybe for some reason I appreciated it more. Mom has changed alot since I last saw her, looking frail, but by golly she still has her stubborn spirit. Hubby reminds me constantly of where I get it.
       Wait until I download my pictures of Mississippi and hopefully a little clip at my sister's. You have to see this. Really! It was the neatest thing. My sister loves animals. Always has. She has at the moment around twelve dogs and six horses. She was anxious to show me her latest, an adorable five month old colt. We walked out to the pasture gate which isn't far from her front door. She opened the gate wide and all the horses came out- they all came out of the pasture and hung around her carport like her dogs! No kidding. They wander around her house, the front yard, the side, like the dogs do and in the middle of the dogs! One even went on the carport and stuck her head into the utility room looking for her food. It was the funniest thing!
       My youngest is going out with her Uncle Greg at the moment. He's going to take her hunting while I'm in Tupelo. Scares me a tad. She doesn't know the first thing about guns, but I know he will be careful. It's different in Massachusetts. Hunting is second nature here in Mississippi. I was surprised though that I caught  sight of a beutiful scene -a group of deer drinking from our lake. I saw three, but my niece told me there had been eleven before I got there. Didn't think it was like my brothers to let deer roam freely around our land. Not that Becca is hunting deer. It's only bow season. I can imagine that Greg is only going to teach her how to shoot today. Hope.
       My oldest brother, Gary, lives up the road a tad in Corinth. He's a minister and runs the Lighthouse Foundation there. My brother also coaches an AAU basketball team and helps gives opportunities to some kids they might not have otherwise. In admiration I watch him and his family work with the underprivileged and give back to the community. Becca got to help tutor some of the second graders after school. It feels so good to give back. I envy him and his wife. His son, Adam, was my guest blogger. And in truth, I know of no one that knows history like Adam. He is the sweetest, kindest soul.
       So here I am where time passes differently. There is no hurry. It just is.
       The weather has been absolutely gorgeous,warm with an encompassing feeling of  Autumn. I should panic because I haven't done half of what I wanted to do preparing for my release. I haven't had free access to the internet, but I've enjoyed visiting with my family. It isn't easy to write and visit. So I visited. I watched my daughter with her cousins play basketball, laugh, giggle, and have fun. A couple of my nephews aren't home, one's in St.Louis getting his graduate degree; the other at the Navy Academy in Annapolis.
       Although I love promoting other on Novel Works, I hate pushing my own work. I ask myself do I believe in Patriot Secrets? The answer is yes. But I'm nervous. I have poured my heart and soul into this projection. I'm finding it hard to believe it's about to be release. Moreover I have found it hard to keep up with everything with the release, but maybe I should place my faith that all will work out like it should.
          PATRIOT SECRETS releases next Tuesday. This has been my baby for a long time. I love this book. Sitting here in the middle of Barnes and Noble I'm dreaming. I want nothing more than to see my book on their shelves. Is it too much to hope that the story can sell itself? At the moment, I'm caught up in the Mississippi air and have faith it will.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Culper Spy Ring

         When I first wrote Patriot Secrets well over ten years ago, the book was longer. When I revised the book, I decided to break the book into two halves. There was no way to finish the story in one book. During my research for Patriot Secrets, I discovered the Culper Spy Ring. The more I read, the more fascinated I became. Inspired, you could say. Within Patriot Secrets, more so in the sequel Winds of Betrayal, I have a spy ring loosely based on the Culper Spy Ring. The whole of the story holds everything one could wish to write a thriller- action, intrigue, danger, love...
          When the British occupied New York in August 1776 after the devastating lost of the Battle of Long Island, New York became a British stronghold and a major naval base for the duration of the Revolutionary War. Information on British troop movements and other plans was critical to General George Washington. Any intelligence that had been set in New York was extinguished with the British occupation. Then all changed in 1778 when Major Benjamin Tallmadge established a small group of trustworthy men and women from his hometown of Setauket, Long Island. This group became known as the Culper Spy Ring, Tallmadge's homegrown network would become the most effective of any intelligence-gathering operation on either side during the Revolutionary War.   
         The danger of living the life of a spy was enormous. They lived with the constant fear of discovery. And if discovered they faced the hangman's noose as was seen with the death of Nathan Hale. During occupation of New York, Nathan Hale was caught by the British authorities and was hanged without trial in New York City. In mid-1778, General George Washington appointed Tallmadge the head of the Continental Army's secret service. With that, Tallmadge established the Culper Spy Ring. Secrecy was of the utmost importance. If I researched the information right, I don't think that Washington even knew the names of those in the ring. He knew them only by numbers or an alias.
       Tallmadge recruited childhood acquaintances starting with Abraham Woodhull. He asked only those he could absolutely trust. One of the most colorful and daring was Caleb Brewster. He commanded a fleet of whaleboats against British and Tory shipping on Long Island Sound. Brewster. one of the most daring of the group, was also the only member whom the British had definitely identified as a spy. Tallmadge went by the code name John Bolton, while Woodhull went by the name of Samuel Culper. The ring was well organized with each knowing their task. Robert Townsend was set in New York, posing as a Loyalist. Austin Roe and  Anna Smith Strong rounded out the ring.
          Over the next few days I'm going to talk about the Culper Spy Ring and their importance. I will also look over the heroes of the American Revolution up to the Battle of Saratoga. I hold these people who willingly placed their lives in danger for a cause in high esteem. Inspiring.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Historical consultant!

I am home in Mississppi this week waiting patiently my new release. A full update on Dexter will come right after my release (although I do have some cute stories- learning how to go down stairs and my son dropping us off at the airport). I will keep close notes on everything as not to forget. But the next few days are dedicated to Patriot Secrets!

I am fortunate to have a nephew who is a big a history bluff as I am. Things that took me a long and tedious time to learn, he can rattle off without a thought. Adam is also an aspiring writer. He himself has completed a historical fiction book that he's in the process of revising, City of Steel. His story revolves around the battle of Stalingard during World War II. He amazes me with his knowledge of history rattling off details about battles I've never even heard of, the generals involved, treaties, the interaction of countries-I believe you can get the picture. He knows history. So I asked him. Write me a blog on your quick accessment of the American Revolution.  So I have my first guest blogger- I call him my Historical Consultant- Adam Caveness.

Commentary by Adam Gerald Caveness

         "The American Revolution was born out of a conflict between a few struggling colonies and powerful empire which in turned emerged a nation that is now called the land of the free and home of the brave. In this modern world we sometimes forget what this titanic struggle really meant and even belittle its importance. The reality that surrounds this revolution was far grimmer and darker than the school testbooks would describe to you. Looking into the details of this war not only enlightens but inspires as well. Here are some details that most people might not know..."

  • Washington's army could have been destroyed after the crushing defeat at the Battle of Long Island yet skillfully escapes to fight another day in 1776 thanks to the nautical skills of John Glover.
  • The British Army employed German mercenaries called Hessians against their own subjects and killed American soldiers surrendering during the Battle of Long Island.
  • The freedoms that our Founding Fathers sought had inspiration from British laws such as the English Bills of Rights that were denied to them by the Crown. 
  • Thomas Jefferson raged against slavery in an earlier draft of the Declaration of Independence and it was edited out in order to keep the planters' support in Congress.
  • The country of Holland was to the first foreign country to respect the American flag when a patriot ship sailed into a Dutch colony in the Caribbean in 1775.
  • In the winter of '75, an American force among them Benedict Arnold invaded Canada and was beaten at the Battle of Quebec.
  • Washington had to deal with mutinies in the ranks.
  • Within the colonies there were many who still held loyalty to the British crown even after the war ended. Many of these people whose lands and homes were confiscated than moved either Canada or England after the war.
  • Many Indian tribes fought along side of the British, but a few joined the Americans such as the Chickasaw.
  • There was an unique spy ring, the notorious Cupler Spy Ring, occupied New York City feeding information to the Continental Army.
  • By 1777 Britian was fighting not only American rebels but the nations of Spain, France, and Holland.
  • Many of the 56 signers of the Declaration of Independence lost their forutne and homes not to mention loved ones. Five were even captured and harshly abused even executed. A few died in poverty even after victory. 
  • Twelve had their homes ransacked and burned. Two lost their sons serving in the Revolutionary Army; another had two sons captured. Nine fought and died from wounds during of the Revolutionary War.
  • Both the American Patriots and the British Army promised freedom to male slaves if they would fight in theier armies. Both sides rarely kept that promise.
  • There were the horrible conditions of captured Americans on British prisoner ships.
  • George Washington proved his great leadership by staying and helping the soldiers during Valley Forge as other officers were taking leave.
  • The American dream was once threaten by coup plot from bitter American officers months after victory at Yorktown, Virginia. How General Washington saved the new nation from it reminding and rebuking his angry comrades in his Newburgh Address in Newburgh, New York in late 1783.
A short poem

                                                       It was a Revolution

          King decreed, taxes enforced, protests advocated, futile they were, and tyranny reigns.

                 Colonists outraged, liberation sought, passion boils and defiance tall.

         Odds long, souls, tired, loyalties vary, setbacks legion, and betrayal bitter.

                   Victories few, Patriots endure, causes cherished, courage boundless, and sacrifice saves.

         Struggle ends, country won, freedom unfinished, journey continued.

                                                   It was a Revolution!

Patriot Secrets Contest!

9 DAYS and counting to Patriot Secrets release! To celebrate the release have to have a release party. Deciding to do a giveaway of Patriot Secrets on October 26th and give a $25 gift certificate to Amazon at the end of release week on October 30th at midnight.

The giveaway for the book will be a random give away to anyone that is a Novel Works fan. Won't have to do a thing is you are a fan!!/pages/Novel-Works-by-Jerri-Hines/112059205487095?ref=ts

The $25 dollar gift certificate- need to participate in this week and next. A comment on the subject I'm discussing on Novel Works will enter you into the contest or a comment on my blog I'm planning on different subjects on my blog during this week and next on what inspired my book. What kind of danger lurched for notorious spies during the American Revolution? What fears did they live under? You'll find I'm a big history bluff. I find the American Revolution filled with intrigue, mystery, and danger.

Entering is easy- BUT make sure if you leave a comment if you are picked I can get in touch with you if you win (which means on Novel Works I can leave you a message on Facebook and on my blog I'll have your email)

Join me in celebrating Patriot Secrets!

If you have any questions on my contest please let me know and I'll be happy to clarify

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Patriot Secrets!

     Excited! I have anticipated this release for a long time! I love this book. It was my first fiction book I wrote over ten years ago. I know what you're going to say- first book! Yes, it was pretty badly written, but the concept- the premise- I couldn't let go. Writing for me has been a long learning process. I totally admire someone who can have immediate success with writing. For me it has taken time and patience.       
      When I went to college, I studied science. I graduated with a degree in Medical Technology. Did my year of internship in New Orleans. Yet, my love was literature. My favorite classes were my electives.
      I wanted to write since I was a child. I read others bios and they are filled with how they began writing at an early age, encouraged to do so. Well, I wrote at an early age, but I can't say I was encouraged to do so. My first 'review' was from my mother when I was ten. I couldn't describe it as encouraging. Now in my mother's defense, I don't think she had a clue how deeply I took her words "not that good" too heart. My mother has to be one of the sweetest women on the earth, but she has always told me her 'honest' opinion. It's better to hear it from someone who loves you, I suppose, was her reasoning. But my parents wanted me to be a doctor, but it wasn't what I wanted.
      Eventually, I fell headlong in love with my husband, married and had three children, but within me was always a story. In my head, stories ran rampant. My husband has always been encouraging. My favorite gift he has ever given me was a typewriter for my first Mother's Day twenty-two years ago. But between raising three children, working to make ends meet, I never sat down to write. Not until my husband finally told me- just do it. If you are ever going to write, write. That was over ten years ago.
      I wrote my father's bio (he was a fabulous high school basketball coach). I wrote it for my family, but self-published it because I had so many people wanting it from that area. I wish I had time to revise that book. It needs it terribly. I really didn't have a clue what I was doing.
      Self-taught. If you knew my personality you would be surprise to find how humble I am when it comes to criticisms on my writing. Over the years, I took ever word to heart on what I needed to do. Surprising because in my job at the hospital, humble isn't the word I would use to describe me and neither would anyone else I work with. I guess because I know my job. I was trained for it.
       Writing I do because I want to. But its more. I have to now. It has become an obsession. It makes me happy. During the past year, I have met some wonderful people, writers. Last March I attended a writer's conference that changed my approach to my writing. As much as I hate it, promoting is part of writing. I began a Facebook fan page and began asking well-known authors (some New York Times Best Selling Authors) to let me highlight them for a week. And most to their credit have allowed little ole me to run with them. Writers on the whole are the nicest people. The way I figure it- it's because they enjoy what they do. You couldn't write otherwise.
       I will ever be grateful to Wild Child Publishing for taking my first book, Dream Walker. Dream Walker is a paranormal. You can imagine what my mother thought. God love her! She was worried that our friends and family would think I wrote about our family because I used her name for the heroine! She was (is) worried that everyone would think the Ramona in the book (the demon fighting, dream walking woman) is her. I don't think it ever occurred to her that I used the name because I loved the name like I love her. I don't think my family did an awful lot of promoting to anyone about Dream Walker (don't think they even told anyone I wrote a paranormal book).
       On the other hand, I don't think they consider an ebook a real book. But then again I don't think they have read the statistics coming out on ebooks either. I'm going home on Saturday. My mom isn't feeling well and I'm turning the big 5-0. My husband wanted to give me a big party. I'm not a partier. I wanted to go home. So my husband, my youngest and myself are going leaving Dexter and my son (he's so cute-can you say cute about a 22 year old- he's taking off of work to make sure Dexter isn't left alone too much).
      So this time I have a historical fiction book- Patriot Secrets! Like I said before I love this book. I have revised it a million times to get it where it is now. This one- I'm anxious to see what my mother thinks. I don't think any reviewer would be harder than my mother! I will let everyone know.
      Truthfully, I am so excited about this release. What I want most of all is to get Patriot Secrets to print. I have so many things rattling in my head about what to do about the release. I had the whole month planned at Novel Works with all paranormal. I'm doing ghost this week. Love ghosts. Nothing better than a good ghost story. But I'm rethinking everything.
      A contest- a must for sure! Discussion on what inspired the book. You will find I love history even more so on this book because we won the war. The American Revolution is full of intensely interesting stories. I love George Washington. The whole of Benedict Arnold's betrayal is fascinating. One has to have a deep understanding of what Benedict Arnold meant to the Colonies before he turned coat to understand the depth of the wound of his betrayal. Heroes-Daniel Morgan, John Glover, General Nathanael Greene. And then the spies! Ah! I could spend the entire day talking about spies which I will be blogging about over the next two weeks. I will say this. One of the reasons that I wrote about a woman spy is because I feel it could have really happened. Back during Colonial Times neither side would have thought a woman capable of that kind of deception (know that's hard to believe). Perfect storyline!
       Anxious for sure, but thrilled with the release. Join me in the next coming weeks in preparation for the release of PATRIOT SECRETS!

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Release Date! October 26th- PATRIOT SECRETS

Okay! It's here my release date! I'm so excited. Don't you love the cover. October 26th. Mark the date! Will be doing something exciting for the release of Patriot Secrets! Love it!

Dexter's Week in Review

       What a beautiful day! The sun's out. All my children are home at least at some point during the day. Tracy came home last night from college. Poor thing. She hurt her shin, a huge hematoma from a slap shot between her shin guard and skate. She's downstairs with Dexter at the moment. Hopefully she won't have to get up and chase him. Dexter keeps you on your toes. The spoilt doggie.
        I decided his name should have been Trouble. You can see it in his little eyes. Already he's grown so he can leap up stairs. He has no desire to take one step at a time. When I say leap, its what he does. He takes a step back and...jumps. I came home the other morning to my husband putting up a baby gate to try to keep the little youngster contained. After painstakingly watching Bob connect the gate, Dexter calmly walked through the end of the gate where for some reason there was a hole big enough for Dexter to fit through and greeted my husband who had his back to him on the other side of where Bob was trying to keep Dexter out. Dexter looked up at my husband with a look on his face like "Do you need help?"
       I laughed so hard. I tried to capture a picture of it. Most of its a blur. I need a faster lens or my daughter told me to set the camera different. I haven't a clue but all his pictures lately seem to be blurs. Because of all our different schedules Dexter is rarely alone. He has become a fixture in my computer room. I have to say I have made progress on my revisions of Whisperings of a Southern Heart for the first time. Don't ask me how. Every other minute is 'Don't!' 'No!" "Dexter!" The floor of my room is a mess with his stuff. I say stuff because he creates his own toys. He grabbed one of my books off one of my bookshelves. Eventually I let him have an old book. I don't know if he thinks he can read or not, but I swear he has spent more time on that book than my son has on any book he has ever read!
        And my laundry! Oh, my! I can't leave it lying around even in the laundry basket. The little bugger knocked it over spilling my laundry all over the place. I just let him have the basket. I put up my laundry and now the laundry basket is one of Dexter's toys. It reminds me of boxes when the kids were little. Remember when they were little and they liked the box better than the toy. Or one of those play tents. Gary loved tents, climbing in and out of them as toddler. Dexter likes that too. I have found Dexter likes lots of things.
        I have come to lots of conclusions on what Dexter likes. Dexter likes football (Pats, of course). While the game was last Monday night, Dexter sat at the end of the couch with my son, sitting at attention while the Pats had the ball. Quite observant. And after much discussion, Dex and I have come to the conclusion that Randy Moss' trade will all work out. Brady will go back to the game he played when they were winning Super Bowls. Now, the defense is another story, but we have faith!
       One of  Dexter's favorite activities at the moment is annoying Max, our Boston. Dexter will pounce on Max while he's sleeping or hid behind something and leap out. Dexter follows Max around like a shadow. Now Max is thirteen years old. Lately, Max is constantly growling at our little terror. Funny thing is that Max won't leave him. You would think that if the little one was annoying you- you would just leave. Max has full reign of the house. He could go anywhere, but he may run off for a second, but back he comes. I'm hoping that Max will rub off on the Dexter. Max has been the smartest dog I've ever had (and one of the best). I do have a question though. While playing with Dexter whose a lab, you throw him a ball and he sits there and looks at you like you have four heads. The only time he runs after it is if Max does. Now, he's a Labrador retriever. Isn't it suppose to be breed into him to retrieve? Just wondering.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Dexter's First Week

      Do I have to say how absolutely adorable Dexter is? In a week's time he has us all under his spell. He is so good, given the fact that he's a puppy and loves to chew on everything. He runs around like there's no tomorrow and then he just crashes and sleeps. He finds his own toys of choice, like the pine cone he brought in from outside or Gary's socks he just took off.
       Yesterday Lyndsay Beth and Becca went up to see Tracy at her college with Dexter of course. Before Lyndsay left she went out and bought Dexter a little car seat so to speak. Gary just rolled his eyes. He's scared she's going to turn him into a girly dog (LOL). Like Dexter knows. Myself I like the ideal that the little one is secured in the car he's driving in. Lyndsay gave Dexter a bath and he is so nice and clean. She must have kissed his little forehead because it had lip stick on it. Gary immediately started wiping it off. Heaven forbid his dog be found with lip stick on his fur!
      And Max, our Boston, loves Dexter. He fends Dexter off when Dexter is trying to play with him, but never goes too far away. Max comes back and Dexter goes after him again. A little cycle until Dexter gets tired and falls asleep. Surprisely, Chloe our cat likes Dexter. Dexter doesn't try to play with her like he does Max. Not nearly as rough. He even lets Chloe rub up against him.
      On the whole Dexter has had a busy week. He helped me pick the winner of my contest, Paula Shene, who I found out loves dogs also. Sadly she lost one of her dogs last week. So, I'm glad she won. It is so hard to lose something you love. Bob and I finished up the Breast Cancer Walk in Boston this morning. I can't even move now. Should I admit it? It was only a walk. They said 5 miles- in truth 6- and we walked a mile from our car. I really have to get in better shape! It was nice though. I enjoyed it.
      I have download the picture of Dexter preparing to go on his first college roadtrip!

Friday, October 1, 2010

Contest Winner Announced!

Congratulations to Paula Shene the winner of my September Blog Contest winner of a $25 dollar gift certificate to an online bookstore. Thanks to everyone who participated in my contest. Look forward to the next one. I think that Dexter did a good job of drawing out of a hat. I would have more pictures of him but they tended to be blurred. Rest assured he had a great time with the entries.