S.G. Rogers is hosting my main character, Caitlin, today. If you’d like to see what she has to say about her life in Florida, and dealing with that pesky curse, do drop by!
And also, I was featured at paranormal romance author Nicole Hill’s blog. If you’d like to drop by: plz do! http://bit.ly/RyBNdY
Just a short one for you today, again from my novel The Artist’s Inheritance.
Caitlin spent the day scurrying around Kameko’s print shop, trying to avoid her boss’ sneering looks. She delivered a print job to a Jacksonville art gallery and the drive gave Caitlin ample opportunity to think about Trevor’s problem.
What’s wrong with him? He was wearing himself out and she worried about him. He’d wake up in the middle of the night, and if she didn’t find him scribbling notes or working on his computer, he was upstairs carving away at his chair. She tried to support him, tried to encourage him—after all, the work kept him from brooding over his brother’s recent demise. She’d never had a twin, but from everything she’d seen and read they were closer than close. He should be taking Gordon’s death harder. As far as she could tell, he coped rather well. A meltdown wasn’t inevitable, was it?
Maybe opening the antique shop wasn’t such a bad idea, but she was afraid he might collapse, if he wasn’t careful. And then what? She’d caught him staring Gordon’s work shed once or twice, and she worried he might be thinking of his brother.
She had to do something to make him slow down. Everything didn’t have to happen all at once, did it?
Poor Cait! If you’d like to find out more of why Trevor’s working fit worries Cait, and if his idea of the antique shop is more than just idle chatter, The Artist’s Inheritance is available for Kindle at Amazon and other ebook formats at Smashwords. For more Sweet Saturday Samples see their main site at http://sweetsatsample.wordpress.com/.
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Juli D. Revezzo is a writer of paranormal fantasy who always finds a way to add a splash of magic into her work. Ghosts and gods drive a certain witch up the wall in her Antique Magic series. Book one, THE ARTIST’S INHERITANCE, is available at Amazon, Createspace, and Smashwords.
Hi, Everyone. I love this time of year don’t you? Everything that can be whacky, will. Hubby’s car didn’t start first thing this morning and there I am out in my jammies wanting to drive a stake through the engine–I mean, helping. At least it wasn’t so freakin’ humid today.
*ahem*
In other news, I just wanted to let you know, I have a new story out.
A little something to get you in the Halloween Mood.
House of Cards
As a young nobleman, Sinjon escapes the Terror in 18th century France to find himself dragged into an even worse fate–a hellish underworld wherein he is cajoled by a hag-like Hanged Woman and put on trial for crimes he never committed. Can he answer the hag’s riddles and thwart his fate, one worse than the guillotine?
It’s available now at Amazon for you Kindle fans for $.99 (free if you’re in Prime). A little paranormal horror, with a historical twist. Just in time to begin celebrating for Halloween! *Kermit flail* YAAAHH!!
Writers are always asked this, (okay, in my case, people are usually telling me “you know, I have this great idea. You should write about it, it’ll make us famous) but anyway…ideas. They come from everywhere, right?
Abigail Smith Adams by Gilbert Stuart, 1815
I’ve had this character bopping around my head for awhile named Abby. Abigail, actually. I noted the name down after I caught a docu-drama on American Experience about John and Abigail Adams once (this one, I think). I don’t remember what it was that struck me about them, but good ole Abby stuck in my head.
Never could figure out where to fit her. Then I started working on what became my new novel, The Artist’s Inheritance, and Abigail peeked over my shoulder. “Damn,” she said when saw Caitlin in the starring role. “I missed the casting call again? Aren’t there any spots for me?”
So, it was either the missing mom, (and really she didn’t fit the crazy Welsh mom role) or the gallery owner-mentor role, or the who-knows-if-she-can-be-trusted accountant role. She could
‘ve pulled off Accountant I think, but…there was all that math involved. *gah* So she opted for the mentor role. And now she’s recurring character. So ha! Abigail finally found a home. I hope you’ll like what I did to her. (It was the closest I’d come to the dreaded mash-up. I don’t mash much. 
I’ve got enough ideas on my own thanks).
Of course now all we need to know is what Abigail would think if she knew the real reason behind what’s keeping Trevor away from work so much. I wonder how she’d deal with an onslaught of the paranormal, were Caitlin to tell her everything (one day she might). On the other hand, I’m not sure I want to know what the real Abigail would say. I hope she doesn’t mind me using her name for my favorite gallery owner!
Interested in what this is all about? Here’s the trailer:
If you’d like to see how my Abby came out, The Artist’s Inheritance is available at Amazon and Smashwords.
Also, author Beth Trissel‘s recent post on the subject made me think to post this. She covers the Adams’ much better than I do, so go check it out, here.
Well, another Saturday another season, even and I’ve got a new snippet for you from my book The Artist’s Inheritance. I hope you enjoy it. This is what Caitlin returns to find Trevor plotting, after a long day at work:
“We’ve got a party to go to,” (Trevor) insisted.
Caitlin blinked. “Whose party?”
“Didn’t I tell you?” He smacked a hand against his forehead. “I’m such an idiot! Abby’s set up a meeting, of sorts, with several investors.”
Things slipped his mind more often lately, it was true, but this was an incredibly strange thing for him to overlook. “Investors for what?”
“For me, of course.” He pointed to the ceiling. “We’re hoping to gain some investors to pay for the shop I want to open.”
She wasn’t sure what to think of this lapse in memory. “When tonight?”
“At seven.”
She glanced to the clock on the bedside table to see it was now five-thirty. “Seven?” Nine she could’ve handled, but seven? “What did you expect me to do? Go in my
jeans? That’ll make a great impression! I swear, I’m going to—”
He took her hand and tugged her to the closet. “Please don’t make me go alone.”
“I should.” She crossed her arms. “I should make you sleep in the dog house.”
Trevor laughed. “We don’t have a dog.” He kissed her gently and despite her growing anger, warmth spread to her toes. “You’re beautiful whatever you do with yourself.”
She grunted annoyance. Beautiful my foot! She knew she at least needed a haircut if nothing else—and a manicure. Her nails still held blue ink stains from work.
“Please,” he begged. “I can’t do this without my best girl.”
“Okay.” She poked him in the chest. “Next time, give me some warning!”
She wished he’d given her some hint this time. “And wear the black one.”
She didn’t like these lapses of his at all, but she turned to her closet, and chose her favorite slinky black dress.
Uh Oh… Trevor’s in trouble. What happens at this party? Well, you have to read the rest of The Artist’s Inheritance yourself to find out. If you’d like to, it’s available at Amazon and Smashwords.
The Artist’s Inheritance
Settling into their new home in Gulf Breeze, Florida, Caitlin finds strange changes coming over her husband Trevor. He seems obsessed with a beautiful chair he’s carving.
When the nightmares deepen and ghosts begin lurking—she knows something’s not right, and not just her newfound precognitive abilities. It’s the damned chair, she’s sure. Could it be just what it seems: a mundane piece of furniture? If so, why is it attracting dark forces—the forces she suspects drove Trevor’s siblings to insanity and suicide?
Before the same happens to Trevor, Caitlin must convince him to sell his art. But armed with only a handful of allies, and little experience of the supernatural, she must proceed with caution against the hellish forces besieging her family.
If she succeeds, she will break the ancestral curse. If she fails, she may lose forever the one thing she cares about most: her beloved Trevor.
Book Two in the Antique Magic series forthcoming.
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Well, okay, not a cottage, but a blog. It could be a cottage, given Suzanne writes about magic and druids and wizards and such. Ahem, yes, I’m over visiting with Fantasy author S. G. Rogers today, http://childofyden.wordpress.com/2012/09/19/myths-to-write-by-guest-post-by-author-juli-d-revezzo/
Do stop by. Oh, and don’t forget to check out her books while you’re there. I’m reading The Druid right now, and loving it. 
She’s fantastic, imho.
I discovered Kate Policani through a Facebook group run by Novel Publicity, and so now that my book is out I finally have a chance to participate in her “Author Blog-in”. Gotta post about my own books the next few days, and hers and a few other good writers, so please enjoy. Thanks, Kate, for including me…. Oh, and have a groovy, weekend.
The Artist’s Inheritance
Settling into their new home in Gulf Breeze, Florida, Caitlin finds strange changes coming over her husband Trevor. He seems obsessed with a beautiful chair he’s carving.
When the nightmares deepen and ghosts begin lurking—she knows something’s not right, and not just her newfound precognitive abilities. It’s the damned chair, she’s sure. Could it be just what it seems: a mundane piece of furniture? If so, why is it attracting dark forces—the forces she suspects drove Trevor’s siblings to insanity and suicide?
Before the same happens to Trevor, Caitlin must convince him to sell his art. But armed with only a handful of allies, and little experience of the supernatural, she must proceed with caution against the hellish forces besieging her family.
If she succeeds, she will break the ancestral curse. If she fails, she may lose forever the one thing she cares about most: her beloved Trevor.
genre: Paranormal Fantasy
Book Two in the Antique Magic series forthcoming: Shadow of What She Once Was
