May 21, 2012

Welcome Lizzie T. Leaf

I’d like to welcome one of my favorite writers, Lizzie T. Leaf. She is an accomplished writer and recently, her book, Beyond Magic, won Colorado Romance Writer’s Award of Excellence. I’m honored she is guest blogging today.  If you leave a comment, Lizzie plans to give a lucky person one of her books!  Thank you Lizzie.

 

          

Tickle My Funny Bone

Thank you for the invitation Mary!

I love to laugh and that probably explains a lot of my friend choices as well as my marriage.  My friends and husband laugh with me…and sometimes at me.

But that’s okay.  I’ve learned not to take some things seriously.  If something I said or did has a friend or loved one wiping tears of laughter from their eyes, so be it.  Hindsight will probably help me see the humor of the situation later… or at the very least how dumb the statement was that had them rolling on the floor.

The love of laughter is probably ingrained in someone who hates to miss an episode of America’s Funniest Videos.  And I confess, there are the clips that have me thinking, “Ouch, that must have hurt,” while clutching my aching stomach from laughing so hard.  Yes, I’m a little sick.

In my first critique group, I admit to being a little hurt when one of the members snorted out the sip of coffee she just taken through her nose while reading my precious words.  When she proclaimed, “That’s so funny,” I couldn’t help my reaction…stunned.  I hadn’t tired for funny.

When the other members joined her in agreement and saying my sense of humor comes through on the written page, I admit to doubting their judgment.  Over time, I have come to accept that’s possibly the case.  I have friends who call me and when we hang up say, “I’m so glad I decided to call you…I really needed a laugh today.”  So, guess my aptitude for ‘snark’ can come across as funny to some.

Of course, in life there’s angst, and in writing you need to have it to torture your hero/heroine of both to create a story.  Still, I do strive for lighter moments and hope to bring a smile to the reader.  A good story, whether mine or another author’s, can be like hitting your funny bone—hurts like crazy, but you laugh with the pain.

How about you?  Has your funny bone been tickled recently?

Lizzie

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2012 Award of Excellence winning

Beyond Magic now at Passion in Print Press

Available also at Amzaon, B&N, Fictionwise & All Romance eBooks

Magic, love & chocolate…the important things in life

 

Award winning author, Lizzie T. Leaf started life in Kansas, continued her growing in North Carolina, and currently shivers through the winters in Colorado.  Her first print book, Struck by Lightning, won dual 2007 Beacon awards, in addition to being a finalist in two other contests.  Beyond Magic is the most recent winner when it brought home the 2012 Award of Excellence for Best Paranormal/Fantasy/Sy-fi.

 

In addition, Emerging Magic, a Christmas Historical novella set during the Civil War won Love Romances Café Best Historical for 2011.

 

Since discovering the fun of writing paranormal, she plays with creating vampires, faeries and other immortals.  Her current book, Beyond Magic is the first in the Magical Love Series at Passion in Print Press.  What’s not to love when a Scottish Cailleach is directed by the Powers to unite several pair soul mates?  It’s safe to say that some of the future connections will surprise even the Cailleach.

 

Look for a re-release of the DEAD series novellas at Musa Publishing starting in July, 2012.  Vampires and those they hang with aren’t all evil blood suckers…just some.  Coming Fall 2012, Emerging Magic.  The Cailleach isn’t too happy about this connection.

 

Blurb for the 2012 AOE winning Beyond Magic:

 

Following the Powers directive to unite soul mates, a Scottish Cailleach’s magic will have repercussions in several realms.

Mixed-blood Ian McCabe, grandson of Fae and gods tries to deny his powers. When he discovers mortal, Emma Grant unconscious at the bottom of the steps to his castle, his world starts to change.

Tour director Emma Grant’s bus breaks down and her effort to find help results in a fall that knocks her unconscious. She awakens to find the man of her dreams staring into her eyes.

But will his secrets and her distrust of men tear them apart?

Beyond Magic is the first book in the Magical Love series.  A Scottish Cailleach has been directed by the Powers to unite several pairs of lovers.  First up, Emma a tour director who has grown up believing she is a mere mortal and Ian, descended from Fae and godly realms.

 

Excerpt:

 

“Sire, it appears we have a female lying at the bottom of the front steps.”

“What?” Ian whirled his chair around from the computer screen and stared at his butler. Was the elf up to one of his tricks? Proper to the point of boring most days, occasionally a side of Helmond surfaced in the form of a jokester on some unsuspecting soul. Ian narrowed his eyes and studied the little man. “Is this one of your attempts to liven things up around here?”

Helmond’s body went rigid and his voice assumed a hoity tone. “I assure you, Sire, this is not meant to be humorous. Come see for yourself.” He turned on his heel as smartly as any parade soldier and headed for the door.

The old guy’s poker face had given nothing away. In fact, if anything he seemed insulted by Ian’s insinuation that the announcement was an attempt to pull his leg. Why did things happen when he had at long last hit a creative spurt? The words flowed easily today and he resented the interruptions. This better not be a joke or he’d have the little man’s hide.

Helmond already held the door open as Ian approached. A blast of wind and rain slapped him in the face while he looked over the butler’s shoulder. There did appear to be a body at the bottom of the steps. How strange.

He stepped around the old elf and left him to hold the door as he ran down the steps to the listless form. Rain soaked clothes plastered to her body and left no doubt it was a woman…a very well developed woman.

Ian knelt beside her, lifted a wrist and placed a finger on her pulse point. Light, but steady. That was a good sign. He closed his eyes and held his hands over her body, allowing his senses to determine the extent of any damage. A slight concussion where she hit her head appeared to be the only real area of concern. No surprise, she was on the verge of hyperthermia. He had no idea how long she’d lay here.

He placed his hands over the knot on her head and directed a flow of energy in the form of light to heal the spot. The swelling receded and his hands heated while the crack in her skull mended. She’d have a headache when she came around, but that would be the worst of the damage.

Lifting the limp female in his arms, he carried her up the steps where Helmond held the door open. He’d find out the how and why, and who, when she came to. Right now, the important things were to get her out of the wet clothes then get her warm. A wave of sudden passion swept through him when he held the woman’s body against his.

What in bloody hell? That’s never happened to me before.

He looked down at the still face and another surge of heat ripped through him. The woman in his arms did nothing to entice him. She was unconscious and he had to be barmy…totally mad. Neither thought prevented an erection equal to any he had during his hormone ridden adolescent years. Ian focused his mind on climbing the steps, one step at a time, in an attempt to quell his lust.

“Turn down the covers on the bed in the room next to mine and bring me some wrapped hot stones,” he instructed his butler. He’d get her undressed and under the covers. The stones at her feet would eliminate the chill.

Stripped down to her matching bra and panties, Ian discovered a female more voluptuous than he originally thought. He could understand why artists loved to paint a woman with curves instead of angles. The bit of wet lace she probably considered underwear resisted his attempt to remove it. Finally, he managed to get it down her legs and over her feet, then turned his focus to the lacy bra. Thankfully, the hook allowed its easy removal and her lush breasts to spill free.

Ian stood and admired the nude body stretched against the white sheets. The patch of hair between her thighs was the same deep auburn as on her head. He should be ashamed for blatantly staring, but he made no effort to pull up the covers until he heard the approach of footsteps. Instead, he watched the rise and fall of her full breasts, while resisting the urge to cup one in his hand to see if they were as soft as they looked.

The passion that had subsided now returned anew; his cock so hard, it hurt. Granted it had been awhile since he’d had a woman, but he wasn’t a teenager with raging hormones any longer. By the gods, it appeared his paternal genes were no longer dormant.

His grandfather couldn’t keep his pants up and his grandmother couldn’t keep her dress down. The throb of his erection confirmed he’d inherited more from his father’s family than he wanted to admit. Just what he didn’t need; out of control sexual urges.

“Sire, the hot stones you requested.”

Helmond carried a basket filled with the towel covered rocks, which Ian took from the little man. Grateful for the interruption, Ian pulled the covers loose from the bottom of the bed and placed the warmth around his patient’s feet.

“Have cook prepare a hot broth for our guest, Helmond. I’m sure when she awakens she will still feel chilled.”

“Certainly, Sire. And what shall I do about the vehicle a short distance from the entrance to our driveway?”

Ian shot a surprised look in the butler’s direction. “By the gods, what on earth are you rambling about now?”

The corners of Helmond’s mouth twitched upward for a brief second. “One of the woodcutters discovered a small coach. He says there are more females in it.”

“Bloody hell.” If Helmond wasn’t playing tricks, then maybe the Fates were the jokesters. A little joke at his expense wasn’t beneath that august group. Obviously, they thought his life too simple and decided he needed more excitement.

Or were the Big Os involved in this mess? Whatever, a bus full of female mortals would create enough excitement to last him an eternity.

He glanced at the still woman. She likely belonged to the coach people and they might soon worry. “Arrange for them to be brought to the castle and make them feel welcome.” If immortals could get headaches, he’d have a migraine about now. Speaking of headaches, he’d better have some aspirin brought in also. When she awakened, she needed to have enough discomfort to not be suspicious of the healing he’d maneuvered.

“Yes, Sire. Shall I assign them rooms?”

Ian looked out the window. The rain now came down in sheets. If this woman left her companions to venture out in the driving wet, then something must be wrong with the vehicle. If that were the case, it would be at least tomorrow before the coach could be repaired. His magic didn’t extend to mechanical problems. No, the repairs would be done the old fashion way; by a mechanic.

“Yes. Prepare the guest rooms and inform the kitchen of the additional meals needed. Also, bring the bottle of aspirin I keep in the bathroom Mr. Brian uses when he sleeps over.”

A moan from the female drew Ian’s attention back to the bed. Now partially dried, the red hair created a wavy halo around her porcelain face. He walked over to the edge of the bed and sat. She moaned again and her eyes lids fluttered, once, twice, then slowly opened.

Ian stared into eyes the exact shade of his favorite sherry-aged whisky and at that moment, he knew who the message on the wind was meant for. The throbbing erection that tented his kilt dispelled any doubts.

http://www.passioninprint.com/ShowBook.php?CR=LTL_BEYONDMAGIC

Also available in print and Kindle at Amazon.com and if not in stock ask your bookstore to order.

Read the Love Romances and More review: http://loveromancesandmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/beyond-magic-by-lizzie-t-leaf.html

And Romantic Times 4 Star review  http://www.rtbookreviews.com/book-review/beyond-magic-0

 

 

 

 

 

 

12 Responses to “Welcome Lizzie T. Leaf”

  1. Great excerpt!!

    For those who are stopping by, keep in mind that every comment you leave enters you in the drawing for our $40 Barnes & Noble gift card!

    You can see the rest of the schedule for the CRW Mystic Month of May blog hop here:
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  2. Loved your excerpt, Lizzie!! I enjoy laughing too. Can’t imagine going a day without a good chuckle. 🙂

  3. I think we all love a good laugh, Lizzie! Mega-congrats on your AOE win :).

  4. Hi, Lizzie. I adored Beyond Magic and can’t wait to read your next book in the series. I’m glad your Dead series is coming back to life. You are the Queen of Humor, and I love all your characters. Keep laughing so you can keep your readers laughing.Write faster, please.

  5. Beyond Magic rocks!

  6. Humor is really, really important to me, too. I never understood people saying they need a good cry, when a good laugh is so much better! (Lately I’m loving the Glove and Boots blog, even though I’m usually not a viral-video type…not since the Muppets have I loved a fuzzy red dude as much as Mario.)

  7. Lizzie, I always enjoy your posts on Facebook, so it comes as no surprise that you make people laugh even in real life. 🙂 Congrats on the big win! Loved the excerpt. 🙂

  8. I always laugh when we’re together. Thanks for sharing your sense of humor and your excerpt! Lots of fun!

  9. Laughing out loud, not only makes our day, but someone else’s too. And if you smile as you pass someone, they usually smile back. Home’s Funniest Videos also has me laughing, but then “Wittney did too.”
    I always see you smiling, Lizzie and that’s makes me smile too. Love your books. Keep up the good work.

  10. Hi Lizzie!

    So glad to know your snarky sense of humor will be out again with the Dead Series. I have my copy of Dead Done Right and it is a hoot! And of course Beyond Magic is now award winning, but we knew that. Congrats and enjoy the win!

  11. This sounds like great fun, Lizzie. I have to catch up on all my reading and add this book to my long list…maybe I’ll put it at the top of the list 🙂

  12. I LOVE Lizzie’s writing. It’s got just the right heat for her voice and is always good for a laugh. It’s a great escape! Looking forward to your new books coming out!
    Lori

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