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
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!!
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.
Hi all, I just wanted to say I’m almost finished with book two! Woohoo!
I hit a snag in the story, but basically, yeah, draft one is done. So I’m doing a little snoopy dance. Now for the hard part: revisions.
In the meantime, I’m over at our fellow FF&Per Marsha A. Moore’s blog today.
http://marshaamoore.blogspot.com/2012/09/interviewing-author-juli-d-revezzo.html
Talking about my latest paranormal fantasy novel. Please do drop by if you get a chance.
I’m being interviewed over at Romance author Sharon Buchbinder’s site today. Do stop by! Interview with Juli D. Revezzo, Author of THE ARTIST’S INHERITANCE |.
Coffee mugs cups by Jon Sullivan
Good morning, all. Do y’all have some good coffee, I hope? I’m just getting mine. Hoping it’s not going to rain much today but it’s looking like it. Well, it will make the plants happy, won’t it? That’s okay. I’m doing a little blog switch today. I’m hosting author Lynda K. Scott (see below), and meanwhile, I’m guesting over at her blog, Starcrossed Romance. So, if you’d like to stop by and see what I came up with this time, you’re always welcome. The post is up here.
I hope you like it. Have a great day!
