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Cover Reveals – Two of em!

I have two cover reveals for you today. Yep, TWO!

First up is a charity anthology I a taking part in (I just have to finish the pesky short)

 

 

Where Words Fail, Music Speaks is a collection of short stories and poetry by writers from all walks of life.

Each story is based on the titles of 90s Britpop songs, including Come Back To What You Know, Bittersweet Symphony, Animal Nitrate, Disco 2000, and more.

Our list of authors is: Kyra Lennon, Clare Dugmore, Annalisa Crawford, Wesley Copeland, Robb Turburville, D H Sidebottom, Audrina Lane, M.B. Feeney, Karen Frances, S.J Warner, Scout Dawson, Kimberly Morgan, Maddie Wade, Rebeccalou Heronpontin, Andrea Coventry

All proceeds from the sales of this anthology will go to Clusterbusters.

There’s also a spotify playlist of the songs that are being featured (with more to come). Check it out here!

 

 

Second cover reveal is for my Exchange Series. I am finally releasing it as an entire collection.

 

 

Not only is the cover being revealed, but the book is now available for pre order!

Amazon: http://mybook.to/ExchSeries
Other Platforms: https://www.books2read.com/u/bw8x7Z

It’s also going to be released in paperback once the ebooks o live on 4th April 2017.

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An Update on Me.

It’s been a while since I’ve posted. Nano2016 was another fail, but I beat my personal bet. I managed to write 42,483 words, this included finishing the WIP I had been working on – Girls and Boys, a novel set in 1990s London – and starting a novella linked to the novel. While I’m disappointed to not have ‘won’ at Nano yet again, I am so proud that I didn’t give up halfway through week one and I finished a first draft.

Since the end of November, I have had shorts released as part of boxsets. These sets were released by Papergold Publishing and if you check out the books page, you can find the buy links for them both. They are only available on Amazon as an ebook. I’ll share the covers and the blurbs for each of my shorts:

Mile High: Part of the Pleasure Me boxset – Erotica and steamy romance

When Taryn Caine was assigned a long haul flight on a private jet hired by Blazed, the hottest new band around, she never expected to end up screwing the lead vocalist, Max Reeves.

Max certainly rubbed Taryn up the wrong way from the moment he stepped foot on the jet, but can he rub her the ‘right’ way by the end of it?

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Cover Created as always by The Graphics Shed

I’m pleased to announce that this short has been picked up by Papergold Publishing as part of their new 18+ imprint Liquid Gold. I don’t have any details of release just yet, but as soon as I know, you’ll know.

While You Were Asleep: Part of The Winter Wishes boxset – heartwarming tales set during winter and around Christmas

When Jared Keating is admitted into hospital after being beaten up and left for dead, his family and friends wait for him to wake up. In the hopes he can hear them, they all spend a little time with him, recalling memories of good times with him, letting him know that they can’t live without him in their lives.

Anger and sadness overwhelm them when they come face to face with the reason Jared is in a coma, but they soon understand that no one is to blame other than his ruthless attackers.

Will he wake up? Will he still be ‘Jared’ if he does?

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Cover Created as always by The Graphics Shed

I shall probably be self publishing this once the boxset is dissolved, but I am undecided for now. Again, I’ll let people know once I decide.

Also, I have been confirmed as an author at an Hourglass event in 2018. It’s in March in Leeds. If you keep an eye on my events page, I’ll update details as and when I have them. I’m hoping to have a deposit paid for a 2nd event in 2018 in Birmingham, but that will have to wait until the new year as I need to pay for Christmas first… You may not have realised that I had to withdraw from the Titanic signing in Belfast. I’d looked through everything I had committed myself to and realised that I simply couldn’t afford it, so unfortunately I had to pull out. Hopefully, I’ll be able to attend as a reader and I wish everyone the best with it.

My plan for 2017 is to finish all the WIPs I have started. I would like to get them finished and edited so I can release as and when I am ready, keeping up a consistent release schedule. I have offered Papergold first refusal on anything new I release, but I will still be self publishing also. I’d like to have a good mix of indie and traditional works on the market.

Another thing I shall be working on improving, is sending out regular newsletters. If you’re interested, subscribe here.

So, I guess I best get writing and finish some more manuscripts.

12 Days of Book Nerdiness – Day 4 – M. B. Feeney

Get your choice of stories from M.B. Feeney. Get a sneak peek here.
An anthology of short stories by M. B. Feeney
The world is filled with people destined to help and to serve. Doctors, nurses, police, and firefighters—each and every day, these special people work to help others in
times of need. Often, this means putting their own lives at risk in order to do their jobs. They give of themselves to benefit society, and they do it without any expectation of thanks.
And then there is the military…
These are the men and women who don’t head home to their families and safe homes to relax at the end of a shift. They are on the front lines, far from home and often fighting someone else’s battles because it is the right thing to do. Military families struggle to cope with the constant worry and the long periods of separation,
staying strong to support those who serve in everything they do, and often are left to pick up the pieces when the highest price is paid. 
Servicemen and women are heroes in the purest sense of the word. Even when the world’s gone mad and their hearts are breaking, one thing remains unchanged.
 
 
Excerpt:
Billy Skinner
19 August 2012
London
20123639
Pte Jonno Cooper
Operation HERRICK
BFPO 7721234567
Hey Shit Face,
Jonno, my man! Got a wicked tan yet? Or is it one of those ‘White Van Man’ tans: face and below the t-shirt sleeves
only? I’m not ashamed to brag; I am golden brown, and it’s driving the ladies wild! Wild, I tell you! I think I may be getting pretty lucky this summer. Don’t you just wish you were me? Well, more than usual.
In some ways, I wish we could switch places. Being a soldier was all I ever wanted to do, and my own body betrayed
me. We were supposed to do the Army thing together, but my bloody asthma soon put a stop to that. That doesn’t mean I’m not proud of you, ‘cause I am, more than I’ve ever been proud of anyone. Well, let’s face it; no-one’s ever given me reason to be. I guess that’s one of the reasons I wanted to sign up. I wanted people to be proud of me for once.
Crap! Hels warned me that writing this letter would be like going to see a shrink. She told me that now you aren’t
around to take the piss, it makes it easier to write the words. I swear, if you take the piss when you get back, I will rearrange your face for you. It’s not that I’m ashamed to be writing what I just did, I would just rather you didn’t use it as ammo against me when we’re out on the lash, mate.
Speaking of being out on the town, a bunch of us, including Stace, were in Leicester Square for Jim’s birthday. The
lads decided that he needed to go on a ‘pull a pig’ night to see how many mingers he could cop off with. He managed to pull some right howlers, but then he met Emily. He sat with her all night ignoring the rest of us. They’ve been
inseparable for the last three weeks. I must admit, I felt like an utter shit after joining in with the lads. I met her yesterday, and she’s alright. I don’t know how she puts up with him, but to each their own, I guess.
I assume Stacey told you about Suzi’s birthday being a total wash out. I felt sorry for her; she’d been planning it for ages. Why she wanted a garden party is beyond me, but it was her day, I guess. Shame the heavens opened the night before and carried on for three days straight. We ended up down the pub. I’ve never seen that girl so drunk in my
life. Stacey had to sit up with her all night in case she threw up in her sleep. She’s a good ‘un, your missus. I promise she’s doing okay, mate.
We were all worried about her at first but your letters are really helping her and she’s been spending a lot of time with Suzi, too. As much as the girl bugs me—no, not ‘cause we shagged that one time—she’s been a good friend for Stace.
It’s too quiet without you, you loudmouth toerag. I’m still struggling to get used to not calling you when I see something funny, or you not being with us on a night out. I’m so used to having you backing me and my mouth up, that I’m getting myself into a bit of trouble. You need get your arse home so you can start talking me out of shit again because I refuse to think before I speak. It’s just not my style.
Hurry back. We need to go drinking.
Love you, mate, Billy.

Links:
 
 
Disheartened about not being able to find “Mr. Right” on the London dating scene, best friends Jodie Lynch and Louise Hewson create a blog to not only document their disastrous dates with the numerous “Mr. Wrongs” and “Mr. Okay-for-nows” but also to help those going through the same experiences and to see where they’re going wrong.
How will they deal with everything the dating scene has to throw at them — planned or otherwise?
 
 
Excerpt:
 
Conversation Two:
Me: *looks at his sticker* “Hi, John.”
John: *mumbles* “Hi.”
M: “So, tell me about yourself . . .”
J: “Um . . . I’m thirty, I work in the city . . .” *takes nervous sip from his bottle of poncy beer*
M: “That’s . . . er . . . nice.” *gulp* “So, you live local?”
J: “Not too far. Me and mum co-own a house about ten minutes away.” *alarm bells*
M: “Oh . . . that’s great.”
J: “Er . . . so, what do you do for a living?”
M: “I’m a legal secretary.” *tumbleweeds*
At this point I’d given up the will to live and knocked back almost a whole large glass of wine. We sat in silence until the bell rang again.
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There’s something about that one person we date in our teens but never become intimate with. Why does a sexless relationship render us unable to stop carrying that person, the what if, with us into our adult life?
For Heidi Johnson, Shane Hughes is her “one that got away.” Through the years, he has stayed in the back of her mind while she became an adult, a mother, and her own person.
Meanwhile, Shane has lived a life of regret that he let Heidi go for the wrong reasons: fear and a misguided sense of not wanting to hurt either of them. 
When they reconnect online, the memories they’ve tried to suppress over the years return, reigniting the feelings never explored ‘back in the day.’ Will a school reunion
in their home town of London, surrounded by old school friends, help the pair address the questions the years apart left unanswered? Or will they still be left with wanting more?
 
 
Excerpt:
 
I scrambled to get my thoughts straight, wishing I’d thought this meeting through better.
“Sorry.” I apologised again, bringing a small smile to her face. “I thought I had what I wanted to say clear in my mind, but the moment you walked in, it all went to shit.”
“Don’t worry about it. This is your rodeo, take your time.” I glanced at my phone. There was still a decent amount of time to catch my train.
“Thanks.” I took another deep breath to steady my nerves. “I know we spoke last night, after. . .” I trailed off, not sure how to phrase my words.
“We had a rampant fuck in a dark alley?” Heidi supplied, making me laugh.
“If you want to put it that way, fine by me.” My face began to ache from my grin, but I didn’t care. I was finally at ease and knew what I wanted to say and how to say it. “I wanted you to know that I didn’t turn up just looking to get in your knickers last night. I know I’ve flirted, some of it got pretty hardcore, but I never expected anything.”
“Look, Shane. Yeah, the flirting online got pretty intense, but if I hadn’t wanted it to continue, you know me well enough to know I’d have put a stop to it. I did go to the reunion with a purpose. I wanted to remind you exactly what you’d let go. It makes me sound big-headed and full of myself, but it made me feel good. Like you, I never even considered for one moment that we’d end up in that alley, but we did.” She paused to take a sip of her coffee.
I watched her intently, blown away by her frankness. This woman never ceased to amaze me, or make me regret my rash decision fifteen years prior.
“As I said last night, it shouldn’t have happened, but I won’t regret it. It made us both feel fantastic, and if need be, has given us some closure.” Did I want closure? I’d told her last night that I left wanted to know how it would feel to make love to her and I hadn’t lied. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I must have thought that us having sex would, as Heidi mentioned, give us a closure on our unresolved history, but it hadn’t.
“It hasn’t for me.” I had promised myself to be open and honest with her before we parted ways once again. She maintained eye contact even though her skin was flushed with a blush that spread from her throat to her cheeks.
“Me either.”
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Ava Jones has settled for a life that she’s not sure she wants anymore, but won’t admit it. Her best friend, Erica Davidson talks her into taking a break on the Isle of Wight. Her days on the island are spent thinking things through, and arguing with Morgan
whom she hates on principal.
Is it so wrong for her to want a life that follows the script of a honest to God romance film?
 
Excerpt:
 
We tried for a couple of years to have children, but it never happened. After many serious discussions, we decided to give up on the idea altogether. That was when we bought our first fur baby: a beautiful Collie cross called Rhea. She was our little girl, and we both doted on her. We assuaged our guilt over our mutual neglect by caring for Rhea, devoting our attention to another living being rather than to each other. The puppies, Remus and Romulus, soon joined her, and our “family” was complete.
For as long as I’d known him, Marcus had played Sunday League football, which was followed by an afternoon with his teammates at the very pub I was now approaching. Coupled with training one evening a week, his evenings out gave me more than enough time to spend with Erica or at home with the dogs.
“Have you thought any more about that holiday I mentioned?” Erica asked while we claimed our usual table. Our customary bottle of red wine was already ready and waiting for us.
“I have . . .” My words drifted away when I thought back to her idea of a girlie getaway on the Isle of Wight. Just as its name suggested, the top-class Lakeside Hotel with attached spa was located right next to a beautiful lake. Bliss.
“And? Why the hesitation?” Erica pushed like she always did, her blue eyes flashing once more as she looked into my brown ones.
The idea of a real getaway caused the blonde hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, but I tried to rein my excitement in. “I don’t know. It sounds amazing, and Lord knows I could do with some time away.”
“Do it, then.” I knew I had enough holiday time available at work. Screw it.
“Let’s do it.”
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About M.B. Fenney
 
M. B. Feeney is an army brat who finally settled down in Birmingham, UK with her other half, two kids and a dog. Currently at university studying for her BA (Hons) in primary teaching, she procrastinates on her assignments by listening to music of all genres and trying to get ‘just one more paragraph’ written on whichever WIP is open. She is also a serious doodler and chocoholic. Writing has been her one true love ever since she could spell, and publishing is the final culmination of her hard work and ambition.
Her publishing career began with two novellas, and she currently has multiple projects under way whilst Honour, a compilation of her own military based shorts, was released in November 2013. Always having something on the go can often lead to block which eventually gets dissolved by good music and an even better book. 
Her main reason for writing is to not only give her readers enjoyment, but also to create a story and characters that stay with readers long after the book is finished, and possibly make someone stop and think “what if…”

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12 Days of Book Nerdiness – Day 3 – Brooke Williams

 
Brooke’s Christmas Memory

 

One year many years ago, my sister and I made handprint sweatshirts for our parents as a joke. The joke was on us because we got them in return from our parents the next year with THEIR giant hand prints on them.
I still have and cherish and wear that shirt!

 

 

Renee Lockhart has her eye on a lofty goal…to fill the open position of morning radio show host at the station where she works. When her co-workers sign her up for a local TV version of The Bachelor, Renee goes along with it in order to raise her profile. Upon seeing her bumbling audition, Ben McConnell, one of the most eligible bachelors in town, insists that Renee be placed on the show. But Ben gets much more than he expected in Renee… he gets a girl who can’t seem to do anything right…and a girl he can’t seem to resist.
About Brooke Williams

 

Brooke Williams is a sleep-deprived stay at home mom/freelance writer/author who has an unnatural interest in dandelions. She
attributes her humor to her two young girls for keeping her in the lack of
sleep state on a regular basis. She has been married to her husband Sean since 2002. Brooke has a background as a radio announcer and producer and also did a short stint as a TV traffic reporter. Brooke specializes as a freelance writer and creates blogs, articles, web content and more for clients all over the world. She has written a number of novels including: “Someone Always Loved You,” “Beyond the Bars,” “Wrong Place, Right Time,” “Accept this Dandelion,”  “Mamarazzi,” “Backwards Christmas” and
“Dandelions on the Road.”
 
 
 

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12 Days of Book Nerdiness

 

You are all invited to the promotion of the year, 12
Days of Book Nerdiness! A different author and giveaway every day December
7th-18th. Grand Prize giveaway of a Star Wars gift pack. Hope you all can join
us!
 
Prizes from
Mary Elizabeth
 
Low
Diane Munier
 
My Wounded Soldier, Book One: Fight for GloryMy Wounded Soldier, (Book Two: Fight for Love)Leaping
Darnay RoadFinding My ThunderMe and Mom Fall for Spencer
Brooke Williams

Accept This Dandelion
M.B. Fenney
reader’s choice of
Right Click, LoveThe One That Got AwayJust Like in the Movies
HonourIt Started in Texas
 
Lisa Bilbery
The Journey Collection
Lorenz Font
Hunted (The Gates Legacy, #1)
T.M. Franklin
How to Get Ainsley Bishop to Fall in Love with You
 
Jeanne McDonald
Compass
Michelle Birbeck
Zombie Lottery
 
Vanessa Skye
The Enemy Inside (The Enemy Inside, #1)
 
N.J. Cole
reader’s choice
 
LandslideMidnight CallerMidnight Eternal (Midnight, #2)
Second ChancesYes, MistressYes, MasterCaged: Season 1 Episode 1
 
S.L. Scott
Until I Met You
 
Lindsey Gray
Not the Same SeasonHoliday Cure for the CursedNerdy Girl Nation (Nerdy Girl Novels #1)
Join us as we celebrate the 12 days here, on Lindsey Gray’s blog and on our Facebook Event Page.
 
Don’t forget to answer the Star Wars trivia questions every day for a chance to win a Star Wars Gift Pack!