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Author Friends

“Friendship is born at that moment when one man says to another: "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . ."”
― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves    

When I first started out in this business I was warned that publishing was rough and that I shouldn't expect to make friends in it. I believed this to be true and, consequently, those were, for the most part--with some very distinct exceptions--exactly what I got. Even people who should have been on my side or rooting for me didn't particularly wish me well.

After one very public feud exploded, I moved on thinking I would have to protect myself endlessly from the writers around me.  But that isn't what happened. Instead, and I've been dwelling on this a lot lately, I ended up making some very close friends. 

A group of women who cared about exactly what I cared about, who spent their days doing exactly what I did and who cared what happened to my career. 

My suggestion to anyone thinking of going into publishing would be this: surround yourself with positive friends in the business who will tell you the truth. You'll be happy every day if you do.

Thank you to my friends. I couldn't do a minute of it without you.

Alpha's Strength Has Released!

I am so happy to announce the release of Alpha's Strength. 

This is the first novel in my Fallen Alphas series and it is the story of Cyrus, who if you read Alpha Rising in the Ever After anthology then you have already met him as he showed up in Travis and Lilliana's story, and his mate Betsy, who is Lilliana's twin sister.

Cyrus runs Manhattan with an iron fist. He will keep his pack safe whether they want him to or not. But something is missing and lately he is more on edge than ever. With his pack at risk and the Alphas of Philadelphia and Boston breathing down his neck, he doesn’t anticipate the arrival of his true mate, particularly when he finds her in a coffee house across the street from his office building. She’s not only identical to the mate of the alpha of Philadelphia but has no idea that werewolves even exist, let alone that she’s one herself. Cyrus is determined to protect her while he solves the mystery of her life.

Betsy, strong, smart, and determined, has been suffering for months trying to keep her parents alive. She doesn’t know where the werewolf who followed her home came from and she doesn’t care, he just needs to leave her alone. But as Betsy gets to know Cyrus, she will discover things about herself that she’d never believed possible. She’s the only one who can help Cyrus keep his pack safe—especially when the true believers are out to destroy them.

I hope you'll check this out. I've got lots of plans for the Fallen Alphas~

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February

Hi everyone

Sorry that I haven't been around to blog very much lately.  But, I spent most of February travelling from one place to another. It was a great month but an exhausting one and I'm glad to be home until I go to the Fated Desires' writers retreat in April.  March will, hopefully, be quiet and productive for me.

I started the month off by taking my kids to see their grandparents in Florida. I always love taking those trips and so do the kids. It was the perfect way to spend the time they had off from school. We were in the pool almost the entire time. 

I came back and went on to do something I don't get to do enough of, which was that I went to Napa with my husband. The kids very wonderful aunt came and watched them while I went to wine country and had a lot of romantic days as just husband and wife. It was a real treat for us.

And then after that I came back and spent five days in San Antonio at the fabulous Wild Wicked Weekend.  If you're looking for a writer/reader conference to go to I can highly recommend this one.  Its small enough that you get to know everyone there. Its my favorite writers' conference. 

I hope you're all doing well and I'm writing away.  Last month, my book February Lover released and this month Alpha's Strength comes out. 

Hope you're all doing well!

Verified Kill by Patricia Logan

“Verified Kill” Blurb

Walker Easton has chosen a life of solitude and it’s always suited him well. When a young lover is viciously taken from him, he begins to reevaluate his connection with Emilio. Could he have saved the young man, had he resisted the deep seated desire to belong to someone? Lost and uncertain for the first time in his life, his bravado is slipping away. When he’s given his next filthy assignment, he remembers Emilio’s final words to him… “Who will grieve for you when you are gone, Walker?” His next choices set him on a dangerous path where there is no turning back and when an old friend gets in the way, he has an impossible decision to make.

Callum Tryst is a dangerous man in his own right. Young and cocky and undeniably one of the finest assassins alive, he goes after a target not knowing that there is one painted on his own back. When he crosses paths with a career sniper, he finally meets his match… or does he? Callum learns the hard way that perhaps the best weapon against his enemy is another enemy. He finds himself asking the question, “If I’ve never ever cared about anyone, did I ever really matter?”

Join the pair as they meet out justice as only they know how, in a desperate fight to the finish… and the discovery that the fight is not as they always assumed it to be. Assumptions get you killed… and dead men cannot love.

Thank you for hosting me today for my newest release “Verified Kill” Book One of the “Assassins” Series. It can be found on Amazon here: http://www.amazon.com/Verified-Kill-Assassins-Patricia-Logan-ebook/dp/B00I7L08XI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1391642489&sr=8-1&keywords=Verified+Kill

Excerpt:

Wilkins shot out of hiding from his spot against the wall and pulled out a handgun, aiming it up at the guard and firing, missing the target as Walker came to the conclusion that backing him up was mandatory. Walker swore a slew of curses on Wilkin’s mother as he jumped up from his cozy snow trench and leaped to his friend’s defense, leaving his cover, and tearing across the clearing toward the commotion. The guard on the wall didn’t see Walker coming to Wilkin’s aid. He was already in pursuit of Wilkins, who’d rounded the far corner out of sight. Walker heard two more volleys and he knew that Wilkins was taking care of the other perimeter guards as he rushed in, lifting his P228 (M11) pistol and firing a hail of rounds, taking out the guard in pursuit of Wilkins along the wall on his side. The shrill sound of the whistle stopped immediately as blood sprayed out of the guy’s mouth along with the silver whistle as the guard fell forward and toppled off the top of the wall, landing hard in the snow, his sightless eyes staring upward as Walker hit the wall beside the corpse and flattened himself to it.

The next several moments happened so quickly, Walker had a hard time recalling it until months afterward. Walker heard a click, realized what it was, and then before he could drop, the explosion went off about fifteen feet from him. The vehicle disintegrated, his ears stopped hearing, and he slammed his lids shut as his face and torso were hit with a blast of heat straight out of hell as metal shards peppered his body. The memory of him strapping on protective body armor briefly washed over him with relief, as he fell forward, and he tried to catch himself with arms that wouldn’t work. He collapsed into the cold of the snow. He lay there, doing a physical assessment to assure himself that all his pieces were intact, and just as he reached the conclusion that they were, he felt himself being lifted under both armpits from behind.

“I gotcha, buddy,” Wilkins drawled. The fuckin’ redneck.

Walker tried to stand on his own power as Wilkins’s strong arms pulled him into an upright position, but his legs felt like Jell-O and went right out from under him.

“Can you stand, Easton? What the hell are you doing out here?” Wilkins cursed and Walker knew he’d be feeling much the same way had their roles been reversed. “I took care of most of them but we gotta get the fuck outa here before the rest of them come.” Walker heard the desperation in Wilkins’s voice and did his best to move under his own power, while Wilkins screamed into a radio.

“This is Alpha Tango One. Get us the fuck out of here! Taking heavy enemy fire! I repeat, Alpha Tango One. Man down! Man down! Over!”

Walker couldn’t really see, though his eyes were open. Something wet poured down his face, more than likely his own blood, the head injury making a mess out of not only his mental acuity, but his field of vision as well. Somehow, some way, they made it back into the trees and by then the whoop whoop of a Cobra attack helicopter broke into the sound of shouts and the zinging of bullets fired from the guards who were closing in. A second later the huge airborne armored weapon came into sight, kicking up a cloud of snowflakes in the clearing between the compound walls and the tree line where they were standing. Pieces of the compound walls began disintegrating around them as the Cobra fired on the enemy, clearing a path for them. It sounded as if Armageddon had begun. Walker’s arm was draped over Wilkins’s shoulder and as soon as the helicopter hit the ground, the men inside started the extraction, returning fire on the enemy following. Wilkins and Walker made their way to the great gray beast and more hands were there to lift them inside of the warm interior. The last thing Walker remembered was Wilkins flopping onto the deck beside him as he lost consciousness.

 

Release of Adrenaline Rush!

I am very pleased to announce the release of Adrenaline Rush, the second book in my Capes series.  I hope you'll check it out. 

 

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Some things you may not know

I was reading through various things related to my writing career today and I thought I would share them with you.  I think that there are some truths that authors assume readers know and it occurred to me that perhaps that isn't true at all.

So here we go.

1.  Unless we self-publish, we don't determine the price of our books.  In this day and age, it can be hard for a reader to know if an author self publishes and frankly it doesn't matter anymore. Some of the best authors out there are self-publishing their books. But I have yet to do so. I plan on doing this but haven't yet.  What does this mean? Well, one of the things that it means is that I don't determine the price of any of my books. That is set by the publisher and the book sellers.  Therefore putting in a review on amazon that you love my writing but that the 'author' would sell more books if 'she' lowered her prices is frustrating.  First of all, we have to make a living and we aren't, except in the case of free reads, working for free.  But, even beyond that, I've never set the price of my book except for one sale that the publisher was willing to work with me on and lowered a price for one week.  I can't control the prices of my books.  Also, reviewing it on amazon and saying you liked it because you got it for free--and you are not a reviewer sanctioned by the publisher--tells me you stole the book. This is an entirely different blog post but you cannot know how frustrating that is. You liked the book because you stole it? Oh dear.

2. The amount of control I get over the covers of my books varies. Some publishers give us a lot of input, some very little at all.  Reviewing my book and saying the author would do better if she used a different cover is as equally frustrating as the first point above. 

3.  I can't review books, not as Rebecca Royce anyway.  With very few exceptions, I can't go around saying that I don't like a book.  I once had an author I respected (who I had helped on more than one occasion) review my book on her blog and dislike it for a plot point she had misread.  That's right. She disliked the book for something that didn't actually happen in the book.  Talk about frustrating.  And even when I pointed it out to her, she didn't change the review. I don't believe in holding onto anger or frustration if I can let it go.  But I never forgot that and I won't do it. I'll publically talk about how much I like a book but I won't talk about the books I don't like.

4. Its very difficult for me to give you things for free.  Giveaways are special.  So when I give you an amazon gift card, sometimes more than once in a giveaway, and than you tell me in another contest six months later that you have never heard of me, I get sad.  I've clearly done something wrong. Maybe I need to work on branding. But I'd rather be writing and editing and daydreaming.

I guess that's it for today.  Not sure if this will be helpful for anyone or not.  But I just thought I'd share.  Peace!

RR