Thank you all for participating in my Crazy Concert Adventure Contest.
The results are in and the winners are (drum roll please):

The Grand Prize winner is Brenda Krantz!!!! Brenda I would have loved to attend Woodstock and I bet you've got more crazy stories from those memorable two weeks. How much trouble did you get in when you got home, lol?

The Runner Up is Paul Reedy. I'm glad you didn't end up a statistic. It's scary to get lost in a big city, especially late at night. I bet it was worth it! I've never seen The Who live, but I bet they rock.

The Three Additional WInners who will each receive a bookmark are:
Mike Joyce
bn100
Kapka Peppi

Please email me your information at Amzie13793@aol.com to receive your prizes!!!!

Thank you all so much for participation and check back for more fun contests. I've got lots of things in the works ;)

Thank you all so much for sharing your crazy chocolate covered confections. It's true, everything is better with chocolate :)

Be sure to check back on Thursday, February 20th for Blissful Tragedy release day celebration and more fun and prizes :)

The grand prize winner is DogMoms! Crickets AND grasshoppers covered in chocolate? How did they taste?

Our runner up is Amy Bowens with a chocolate covered pickle!

Please email (Amzie13793@aol.com) or private message me your shipping information.

Thanks you all!!! See you Thursday :)

Ah, the holiday of love and romance is upon us and everyone who's New Year's resolution is to eat healthy (that is, if you haven't broken it yet) is in some major trouble. Bring on the sugary conversation hearts and boxes of chocolates. It seems like the new trend is chocolate covered strawberries (hey, it's fruit).

As a romance writer, Valentine's Day is near and dear to my heart. I wish everyone a day filled with love, whether you're celebrating with your husband, boyfriend, or book-boyfriend :)  Since I have a major sweet tooth, I'd like to sweeten up this holiday with a fun giveaway.

Chocolate Covered Fun

Grand Prize
$ 5.00 Amazon gift card
Blissful Tragedy Water Bottle
Blissful Tragedy  Bookmark

Runner UP
Blissful Tragedy Mouse pad
Blissful Tragedy Bookmark

To Enter:
Answer the following question by commenting on this blog post

What is the craziest thing you've ever eaten covered in chocolate?

The winners will be announced on February 16th.
Be sure to check back on February 20th for more fun and prizes to celebrate Blissful Tragedy's release day :)

We're in the final countdown to Blissful Tragedy! I can't believe my dream of becoming a published author comes true in 336 hours. It's amazing how something can take forever yet arrive so fast. It's been a fun, wild ride and I'm so glad all of you were by my side throughout this journey. So, to celebrate this milestone, here's a little excerpt from Blissful Tragedy. Let me know what you think :)

Excerpt of Blissful
  Tragedy:


CHAPTER 1—THE CONCERT

      An eerie silence takes over the dark night sky. I stare straight ahead and breathe slowly, trying to ignore the pounding of my heart. The crisp, cool, spring air caresses my body and heightens my senses. I shiver slightly.
The bone-rattling drum beat pulsates through my chest. I jump up from my seat as the guitar screams its heavy ear-splitting shriek, like a choir of electric angels. A frenzy of loud cheers emerges, piercing through the calmness as hundreds of fans leap to their feet. The bright lights focus on center stage. I take a deep breath and stare at the silhouette slowly being illuminated.

      Van Sinclair stands so close that if I lunged forward, I’d crash into six feet of pure muscle. My eyes fixate on his light-brown, shoulder length, perfectly messy hair that frames his chiseled face. Then, they travel down to the tight black T-shirt that clings to every sculpted muscle of his torso, flaunting them in just the right way. My lips part and chills flood my body causing the hair on the back of my neck to stand on end. I hold in a deep breath and slowly exhale as he grips the microphone stand, pulling it close to his body. He closes his eyes and begins to belt out the lyrics. His raw powerful tones, both decades old and brand new at the same time, resonate through the night sky. Hot lights shining down on the stage highlight a bead of sweat that runs down his arm, over the impeccably detailed dragon tattooed on his left bicep. He lifts his head and looks into the crowd. My heart races as I stare into his exquisite emerald green eyes, mesmerized.

      “Oh my God, he’s so hot!” Brooke yells into my ear, breaking my trance. “His picture doesn’t do him justice.”

      “You can say that again,” Sydney agrees.

      Breathless, all I can do is nod.

      Devil’s Garden is promoting their best album yet. Even though the two-thousand-seat amphitheater is not the largest of venues, it’s sold out tonight. A wall of bodies closes in, pushing us toward the stage. The hard wood against my palms keeps the crowd at bay. Can it keep me from being crushed for the whole two hour set? My skin glistens as the three of us sway, moving to the music. Wait, is Van Sinclair watching me? Yeah right, like that would happen.
 

My bucket list is rather large, but one thing I vow to cross off within the next few years is partying it up in Punxsutawney on Groundhog Day with Phil. How cute is that face :) It's that time again. One of the biggest holidays in Pennsylvania. Punxsutawney Phil made his yearly prediction and for those of you who don't speak Groundhogese, here it is in English.

A Super Bowl winner I will not predict,
But my weather forecast, you cannot contradict,
That's not a football lying beside me
It's my shadow you see
So, six more weeks of winter it shall be

Agh! Six more weeks of winter. Believe me, I can't wait to feel the hot sun on my skin and dig my feet in the sand, but February is an exciting month for me. Not only because the most romantic holiday of the year is almost upon us, but Blissful Tragedy releases on the 20th!!! 
So we need to make the best out of this frigid prediction. Grab a glass of wine and cuddle up with that special someone (or your favorite book boyfriend, hopefully Van Sinclair).
Now what does everyone think of Phil's prediction? Is he the ultimate meteorologist, or just another cute face?