Reader Question Wednesday

Posted at Oct 22, 2014 2:49 pm

I love reader questions! If you have one you’d like the answer to, don’t hesitate to Contact me on this webpage or tweet me, or message me on Facebook. Maybe I’ll choose to answer yours on a blog!

Today’s question comes from Amy Allen:

Q: When you started writing did you write fully intending to be a published author?

 A: Yes.

Back in 2009, I read a little book called Twilight ;-) and was so moved by the books and the movie, and the fact that Stephanie Meyer (the author) had a dream, woke up, and wrote it down. Because of that dream, because of her words, she changed the world. I remember thinking: what a way to leave a mark! I’d always loved to write, and draw, and despite being in sales and administrative work, I knew deep in my gut a creative calling was where I belonged.

I wrote a bit about this a loooong time ago here and also have an entire section dedicated to future authors, if you want to read more.

Thanks for the question, Amy!

Do you have a question for me? Click the CONTACT ME lemon at the top of the page. Maybe I’ll answer yours on a future blog.

~Jess :)

BringingHometheBadBoyBringing Home the Bad Boy, January 27, 2014, available for PREORDER everywhere!*

*except for Amazon


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Thursday Giveaway!

Posted at Oct 16, 2014 6:04 am

Let’s celebrate this Friday Eve by giving away a book. You can even pick which backlist hero you want to have in your grubby little mitts. 







Up to you!

All you have to do is comment below and tell me what color I should get my nails painted when I go to get them done tomorrow.

Good luck!

*US only giveaway, please

*Winner will be announced on Friday both here and on my Facebook page. Please check back to claim your prize.


Oops! Announcing a day late, but here goes.

Congrats to…

Screen Shot 2014-10-18 at 2.03.29 PM chose you, Jennifer, as the winner! Please contact me with which book you’d like to have and your mailing addy. Simply click “Contact Me” at the top of this website.

Oh, and here are the nail colors I went with! Thank you for the input!


~Jess :)


Teaser Tuesday: BHtBB

Posted at Oct 14, 2014 1:59 pm in , , , ,

Happy Teaser Tuesday!

Here’s a snippet from #BringingHometheBadBoy (January 2015)

I’m coming, too. Help me up.” Charlie held out a hand and he reached for her palm and pulled her up. She stooimaged gracefully, coming to his shoulders, andtipped her head. In the breeze, her fair hair blew, and the warmth of her fingers wrapped around his made his head swim the slightest bit.

“Thanks,” she breathed.

“Welcome,” he said, amused when his voice came out in a growl. His next words didn’t stay in his mouth. “Packing a lot of heat there, Ace.”
His gaze trickled down to her breasts, bursting out of her bikini top. When he reached her face, he saw that her eyebrows had closed in slightly. 

“Thought you were some hot local chick. I came down here to ask you on a date.”

She blinked at him, big hazel eyes going bigger.

Now that he considered it, he realized she was a hot local chick. Charlie and hot hadn’t exactly been synonyms in his mind. Until now.

Her laugh didn’t sound a hundred percent genuine, and he guessed the reason was shock over hearing he saw her as a hot chick. Couldn’t be helped. He’d never seen her this undressed before.

More’s the pity.

Preorder everywhere TODAY!*

*except for Amazon–they are not doing preorders but you can sign up for an “alert” to find out when Evan’s book is available.

~Jess :)

PS–Stay tuned for a book giveaway THURSDAY, here on the blog! See you then. 

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The Journey of Bad Boy Evan Downey

Posted at Sep 29, 2014 9:06 pm in , , , , , ,

My friends, Evan Downey’s book is DONE. 

I completed proofs (the final step before the book goes to print) today. So, it is official. Evan Downey is complete.



Which, I’ll be honest, makes me feel like this:



There’s a certain relief-slash-sadness-slash-joy to finishing a book to completion. Evan Downey was dreamed up back when I wrote him into the prequel Can’t Let Go and its follow-up, Hard to Handle. Here are a few excerpts:

book coverEvan was leaning on the fireplace, flicking a lighter repeatedly. He put it on the mantle and narrowed his eyes at Aiden. “Dude.”

“Not now, Ev.” Aiden accepted the glass from Landon, who gave him a knowing smirk.

“I’m glad she’s gone,” Landon said of Harmony.

“Good riddance,” Evan muttered in agreement.

Aiden drank from his glass, refusing to confirm his brothers’ suspicions.

Landon poured a third glass and handed it to Evan before topping Aiden’s off. “You know you have to talk Mom into getting treatment, right?”

He liked to do that. Give a command disguised as a question.

“Yeah,” Evan piped up. “She’ll listen to you after we go back home.”

Aiden studied them both. “When are you guys leaving?”

Landon’s mouth flattened. “I’m going to fly out at five in the morning. I have a day full of meetings.”

“I’m staying the weekend. Norm’s running the shop,” Evan said of his tattoo parlor.

Aiden chuffed, draining his scotch in one big, burning mouthful. He addressed Landon. “You’re just going to return to work?” he rasped, the liquor shredding his already dry throat.

“Aren’t you?” Landon studied Aiden. A little too closely. “You know you haven’t mentioned the hotel you used to talk about nonstop.”

“Yeah,” Evan said, dragging out the word. “The casino-hotel thingy on the river you and Danny are doing. Isn’t that supposed to be opening this summer?”

Aiden refilled his glass despite everything in the room having blurry edges. “Fell through,” he grumbled. Along with his marriage, his friendship, his—

“What’s going on, Aiden?” Landon’s voice dropped to a soft, less-demanding tone.

That was probably why Aiden didn’t bark at his older brother’s intrusion. “You can’t tell Mom. Or Dad.”

Evan came closer. “What’s going on?”

… … …

HardtoHandleAiden walked into the den. Evan sat on the couch looking none too glad to see him. Of course, Evan never looked happy to see him.

“Hey, brother,” Aiden said.

“My son said you were kissing a girl in the park.”

And this chafed Evan for some reason?

“Sadie somebody, Dad says.”

Aiden shot his father a look. Mike shrugged. “Didn’t know it was a state secret.”


“And Lyon says you make out with the neighbor.” Aiden interrupted Evan’s chants. “So why don’t you lay off?”

Dad rolled his eyes. “You two sound like a couple of idgits.”

“Evan started it.”

… …. …

Then we got to hang out with him for longer in The Millionaire Affair:

TheMillionaireAffair“I’ll cover her expenses,” Landon told Evan over the phone moments after hanging up with Kimber. Or, more accurately, moments after she’d hung up on him. He was still obsessing over that fact. He didn’t like being hung up on. It was rude. But he was trying not to overreact, and it wasn’t as if he’d had a list of available options for this situation.

“Fine by me, brother,” Evan said over the din of voices in the background. “Have you seen her recently? Because I ran into her after the funeral.”

“The last time I saw her was when she lived at our house that one summer.”

Evan let out a sharp laugh. “When she was in the tenth grade? Dude. You should see her now. I mean, not my type,” he added. “Redhead. But still hot.”

She sounded hot, came the out-of-left-field thought. Her voice had been a smoky, mid-range tone as opposed to Lissa’s childlike soprano. Kimber had a sultry laugh, too, even though he could tell it was borne of nervousness. He supposed that was understandable. How odd to go and live with someone she’d never met. Clearly, he hadn’t put her at ease. He was unable to pull off the charm both Evan and Aiden had when it came to the opposite sex. For some reason.

For some reason? You know why. Because he wouldn’t allow himself to, that’s why. Charm led to emotions, which led to attachment, which led to…disaster.

“It doesn’t matter how ‘hot’ she is,” Landon stated more harshly than he’d intended. “I hired her to take care of Lyon.”

“Sure. Whatever you say, Master of Your Domain. Look, I have to get back to my immersion class,” Evan said.

“What’s up next? Trust falls?” It was a jab. And Evan knew it.

“Not funny,” Evan said, followed by a creative curse word.

Ah, being the oldest had its perks. Landon had gotten every one of his siblings with that trick. He’d held out his arms, promised to catch them, then step back and let them hit the dirt. He chuckled.

“None of us will take care of you when you’re old,” Evan growled.

“I am old.” Thirty-seven and single. He’d crafted a plan to avoid this situation. Lissa had dismantled it.

“I gotta go,” Evan said abruptly. “Good luck reining it in when you see her, dude.” He let out a low whistle. “Gooooood luck.”

So finally, FINALLY! I was able to dig in with the man I’ve been chasing through three books.

And now we are SO so close! January 27, 2015 and Evan (and this beautiful cover) will be in your hands. 


Preorder information is available here (except for Amazon because they are still refusing to put up preorders) :(

Barnes & Noble | Google Play | iBooks | & MORE

On a scale of one-to-GIMME GIMME!!!, how excited are you?

~Jess :)

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Q&A: Atypical

Posted at Sep 25, 2014 3:37 pm in , , , , , , ,


I received a tweet from a reader and I was so excited! I love questions about process. If you ever have one, please don’t hesitate to ask! I remember being insatiably curious about this business before I was published. So here goes–I’m going to answer this question to the best of my ability.

My only issue is that “typical” isn’t really in my vocabulary. I have always referred to myself as consistently inconsistent, rarely doing the same thing two days in a row.

That said, I’m going to give it a go.


Most mornings, I start slow. Coffee, breakfast, and it is mostly done from the couch. I function best when I start quietly, reading the Bible or a book. I feel like I lose control and develop temporary ADHD if I start with checking the email/messages on my phone or scrolling through social media.

Late morning.

I do work part-time a few days a week at a family business. If I need to report there, this is when I do that. If not, I get going on the writing.


In direct answer to the screenshot of the tweet above, it has been my experience that writers have no more free time than anyone else. Bummer right? Yes, I did not stumble upon a Time Freeze Gadget when I signed my contract with Grand Central Publishing. In fact, I often feel as if I have LESS time as a writer. Once the words and ideas start (even this blog) it is nothing to look up and notice two, three, or more hours have slipped past.

We all have the same 24 hours in a day, granted we don’t have the same things that fill those hours. Some people have children, some don’t, some people work full-time, some people care for their elderly parents or grandparents. 


We are all capable of prioritizing to a certain extent. Maybe not every single day can be corralled into a tidy package of productivity, but many of your hours can be organized.

Which brings me to a question you may have… How do you fit writing into a busy life? I don’t have all the answers, but I’ll give you two things that helped me.

Tip #1:

NEVER wait for your muse to show.
I don’t believe in muses. I never have. Some writers do, and that’s okay, but for me, my “muse” is my imagination. To tap into my imagination, I choose to be proactive, not passive. The way to stoke the fires of my imagination? Simple: Sit down, put my fingers on the keyboard, and write.

Tip #2:

ALWAYS write for the trashcan.  There is no “right way” to put down words. Whether this makes you feel better or not I have no idea, but the fact is you’re not going to get it right the first time. I think what holds us back is the idea that we have to get it perfect before putting it down. I don’t find this true. Often, I find my story in the second draft, sometimes the third.  In the beginning, it took more than two or three drafts. The sooner I accepted this, the more peaceful I became.

Like my coffee cup says:



Late afternoon.

 By now, I have forgotten to eat lunch. I’m so into whatever I’m doing, be it edits for first draft or blogs or whatever, that I sort of snap out of it and realize I’m starving, haven’t had a glass of water in three hours, and haven’t gone to the bathroom in just as long. Now is when I typically take a break. Not a bad idea to step outside, take a breath of fresh air. Say hi to the dog, check the mailbox. Maybe another cup of coffee if it’s one of those days.

5 o’clock.

For me, my imagination wakes up in the morning and shuts down right about now. The husband is almost done with work, dinner needs made or purchased or at least thought about, and I’m just about done hearing the words in my head.

Early evening.

I’m not a fan of having the television on. Typically, I will play games on my iPad, or turn on some music, or the husband and I will sit and read, or play on our phones and share the goings-on of our day.


By now, and sometimes sooner, I have opened an adult beverage, and finally meandered down to the basement to watch something on TV. At this point, I’m ready to be entertained by someone else. We watch Netflix or DVR most often. Some of my favorite shows now? Sons of Anarchy, Outlander, Parenthood, Supernatural, Whose Line is it Anyway?, New Girl, and since it starts soon, I’m guessing American Horror Story will be added to this list.

Yep, that’s Outlander. Now you see why this is good fodder for a romance writer.



Varies, but typically 10 or 11 o’clock is when I hit the hay. And then about 7 or 8 is when my eyes naturally open. Provided one of my heroes doesn’t wake me up at three in the morning with a litany of things to say, I will sleep through the night. But if he is persistent, and has a great idea that can’t wait, sometimes I’m up in the wee hours typing those words into my laptop.

That’s it!

Nothing spectacular, no fairy dust, no bartering with a magical Muse.  Just commitment to my passion, paired with a stubbornness to fit my life around that passion. 

What about YOU?

What will you do today to find time to daydream?

We all have the same 24 hours in a day.

How will you use them?

Suggested reading that helped me discover my dream: 

Ask me anything!

Have questions? Here’s where to ask ‘em.

Contact me via email: HERE

Ask on Goodreads: HERE

Tweet: @lemmony

Facebook message: HERE

~Jess :)


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Outlander Fever

Posted at Sep 23, 2014 8:54 pm

I’m sure you’ve all seen the posts I’ve been putting up about #Outlander on Twitter, on Facebook, on (cough) Tumblr. <–those are NSFW.

I canne help mahself, lassies. Sam, who plays Jamie, is a dead-sexy beast, and even if he wasn’t (he is) I couldn’t resist the show, itself. So, so well done. Especially the #OutlanderWedding episode.


Le swoon! 

I couldn’t resist sharing Sam being a little un-Jamie here, and confessing up to today’s quickie poll on Facebook.

Coffee or tea?

What’s your vote? 



~Jess :)

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Rescuing the Bad Boy on Goodreads

Posted at Sep 10, 2014 5:13 pm

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Book #2 of the Second Chance series is coming closer and closer to becoming a reality! Out spring of 2015, the story of Donovan and Sofie is the book that started my very serious journey to publishing. I wrote the first version of this book way back in 2010, and since then it’s had several edits and TWO complete rewrites.

I’m working on edits for RtBB now, and praying I’m doing these chracters justice. I’ve put them through so much!

Rescuing the Bad Boy is a reunion story, which I love to write. There’s nothing quite like a second chance! Here’s a quickie blurb since we don’t have the “official” one yet:

Years ago, Donny took something from Sofie he can never give back, leaving Evergreen Cove, and her, for good. When an inheritance brings him back to the town he’s avoided, he also must confront Sofie, and the mansion that was his own personal House of Pain.

To add Donny & Sofie to your TBR, all you gotta do is click on GOODREADS (here). Unfortunately, still no pre-order on Amazon, but as this book is made available at other retailers, I’ll let you know.

And the COVER.




I wish I could show you. It’s absolutely, jaw-dropping gorgeous!!! In the meantime, here is my inspiration board on Pinterest.

Are you excited?!?! Plus, Bad Boy 1 is just a few months away! Yep, Evan’s book hits stores January 27, 2015!!!


Jess :)


Watermelon & Avocado Salad

Posted at Aug 29, 2014 6:58 am in


I only took one picture of this beauty. My apologies! I was too excited to try it, and, to be honest, I wasn’t sure it would actually taste good. We paired this perfectly sweet, amazing salad with grilled red potatoes (topped with a dash or two of Tabasco) and a piece of Mahi Mahi. The fish was fresh, so salt, pepper, and a squeeze of lemon was all it took to make it taste AMAZING.

The best thing about this salad is it looks super fancy and it is SO EASY it’s kind of embarrassing. If you’re cooking for a larger crowd, I’d say double this. There’s really no “exact” measurements, it’s more throw it together and add a little more of this or that if it looks uneven.

Here’s how I did it.



  • 1/2 a ripe avocado
  • 1 cup cubed watermelon
  • 1/2 a large cucumber, cubed
  • any spring mix or mixed spinach salad
  • blue cheese or feta
  • lemon, olive oil, salt & pepper
  • agave nectar (optional)


  1. I took a little bit of help from the store on the watermelon, buying a large square of it wrapped in plastic, so cubing it was very easy.  Put the watermelon and the cubed cucumber into a medium bowl.
  2. Slice the avocado in half, reserving the half with the seed in an airtight container. (I squeeze lemon juice onto it to keep it from browning. It will keep for a day or two like this.) Carefully scoop out the avocado onto your cutting board. Cube the avocado and add to the watermelon and cucumber.
  3. Squeeze a lemon slice or two over the mixture, add a pinch of salt and a grind of black pepper.
  4.  In a large bowl, drop in a handful of spring mix and drizzle very lightly with extra virgin olive oil. Toss in the watermelon mixture and stir with your hands. I would avoid using a spoon here so as not to smash the avocado.
  5. Added crumbled blue cheese or feta, whichever you prefer (I used blue cheese) and, if you like, drizzle with a little bit of agave nectar.

That’s it! A simple salad, completely delicious. It paired nicely with the potatoes and the fish, making the meal light but filling.

Happy eating!

~Jess :)

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Posted at Aug 28, 2014 1:14 pm in ,

A mini throwback for #ThrowbackThursday. 

Here’s a snippet from one of my favorite scenes from The Millionaire Affair.

“Hi, nanny Kimber. How’s my adorable nephew?”

She smiled back at Lyon and answered Angel with a truthful, “He’s great.”

“Sucker. Felled by the Downey charm.”

She thought of Landon last night: his disheveled hair, crooked tie, the accidental sensual smile gracing his firm mouth.

You have no idea.


Amazon |B&N| iBooks|BAM!Google Play 

~Jess :)

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Tempting Tuesday

Posted at Aug 26, 2014 7:32 am in , , ,


Have you read Tempting the Billionaire yet?

Here’s 3 reasons why you should:

1. Shane August is not your typical billionaire. He’s as sweet as the chocolate chip cookies he bakes. (Yep. BAKES.)

2. Imagine Henry Cavill as Shane. Enough said.

3. THIS:


Need more? Here’s an excerpt:

Oscillating red, green, and blue lights sliced through the smoke-filled club. Men and women cluttered the floor, their arms pumping in time with the throbbing speakers as an unseen fog machine muddied the air.

Shane August resisted the urge to press his fingertips into his eyelids and stave off the headache that’d begun forming there an hour ago.

Tonight marked the end of a grueling six-day workweek, one he would have preferred to end in his home gym, or in the company of a glass of red wine. He frowned at the bottle of light beer in his hand. Six dollars. That was fifty cents an ounce.

The sound of laughter pulled his attention from the overpriced brew, and he found a pair of girls sidling by his table. They offered twin grins and waved in tandem, hips swaying as they strode by.

“Damn,” Aiden muttered over his shoulder. “I should have worn a suit.”

Shane angled a glance at his cousin’s T-shirt and jeans. “Do you even own a suit?”

“Shut up.”

Shane suppressed a budding smile and tipped his beer bottle to his lips. It was Aiden who dragged him here tonight. Shane could give him a hard time, but Aiden was here to forget about his ex-wife, and she’d given him a hard enough time for both of them.

“This is where you’re making your foray into the dating world?” Shane asked, glancing around the room at the bevy of flesh peeking out from the bottom of skin-tight skirts and shorts.

“Seemed like a good place to pick up chicks,” Aiden answered with a roll of one shoulder.

Shane tamped down another smile. Aiden was recently divorced, though “finally” might be a better term. Two years of wedded bliss had been anything but, thanks to Harmony’s wandering eye. Shane couldn’t blame Aiden for exercising a bit of freedom. God knows, if Shane were in his shoes, he’d have bailed a long time ago. This time when Harmony left, she’d followed her sucker punch with a TKO: the man she left Aiden for was his, now former, best friend. At first Aiden had been withdrawn, then angry. Tonight he appeared to be masking his emotions beneath a cloak of overconfidence.

“Right,” Shane muttered. “Chicks.”

“Well, excuse me, Mr. Moneybags.” Aiden leaned one arm on the high-top table and faced him. “Women may throw themselves at you like live grenades, but the rest of us commoners have to come out to the trenches and hunt.”

Shane gave him a dubious look, in part for the sloppily mixed metaphor, but mostly because dodging incoming women didn’t exactly describe his lackluster love life. If he’d learned anything from his last girlfriend, it was how to spot a girl who wanted to take a dip in his cash pool.

He’d only had himself to blame, he supposed. He was accustomed to solving problems with money. Problem-free living just happened to be at the top of his priority list. Unfortunately, relationships didn’t file away neatly into manila folders, weren’t able to be delegated in afternoon conference meetings. Relationships were complicated, messy. Time consuming.

No, thanks.

“I can pick up a girl in a club,” Shane found himself arguing. It’d been a while, but he never was one to shy away from a challenge. Self-made men didn’t shrink in the face of adversity.

Aiden laughed and clapped him on the shoulder. “Don’t embarrass yourself.”

Shane straightened and pushed the beer bottle aside. “Wanna bet?”

“With you?” Aiden lifted a thick blond eyebrow. “Forget it! You wipe your ass with fifties.”

“Hundreds,” Shane corrected, earning a hearty chuckle.

“Then again,” Aiden said after finishing off his bottle, “I wouldn’t mind seeing you in action, learn what not to do now that I’m single again. Find a cute girl and I’ll be your wingman.” Before Shane could respond, Aiden elbowed him. “Except for her.”

Shane followed his cousin’s pointing finger to the bar, where a woman dabbed at her eyes with a napkin. She looked so delicate sitting there, folded over in her chair, an array of brown curls concealing part of her face.

“Crying chicks either have too much baggage, or they’re wasted.”

Says Aiden Downey, dating guru.

“Drunk can be good,” he continued, “but by the time you get close enough to find out, it’s too late.”

Shane frowned. He didn’t like being told what to do. Or what not to. He wasn’t sure if that’s what made him decide to approach her, or if he’d decided the second Aiden pointed her out. He felt his lips pull into a deeper frown.

He shouldn’t be considering it at all.


What are you waiting for?

Get Shane for your ereader or for your hot little hands (he’s in paperback, too, don’tchaknow) HERE.

Amazon | B&N | iBooks | Google Play | BAM!

And if you’ve already read it, well, read it again. You’ll need something to do while we wait for Evan’s book, right?

Happy reading!

~Jess :)


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