Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Author interview with Lee-Ann Graff Vinson

Welcome my friends. Lee-Ann has graciously consented to be my first interviewee. So without further delay I present Lee-Ann Graff Vinson.
Welcome.




Q. Tell us a little about Lee-Ann other than she wants to write a best seller and become fabulously rich and famous. (Chuckle)

A. Let’s see. I have two children, a new puppy, and a loving husband who supports my writing habit. During the day, I try to quell the crying, whining, and intense need for affection, (and that’s just the dog!) as well as get some type of writing, reading, reviewing or blogging done. For most authors, I’m guessing the majority of writing occurs at night, as does mine. Once it’s lights out for the family, I hole up in my office and type away until the vision doubles or my laptop starts squealing because I have fallen asleep, my cheek pressing down on the spacebar key.
Why do I do it? Have you ever bitten into a piece of chocolate, (not just any piece mind you) one of those fabulously expensive dark or milk varieties that melts in your mouth and rockets those taste buds of euphoria to the moon? If you have, you will know what I’m talking about when I say this. You know that first second when the flavor hits just the right spot, and your eyes close. Then sounds that should be kept only in the bedroom are released from your throat. Well, that second where bliss is at its maximum is how I feel when I write “The End” on a piece. Even better though, is when I get a response from someone who has read my writing and likes it. It’s a high like nothing else. That is why I write.

Q. What is the main genre you choose to write? Paranormal, SciFi, contemporary romance, historical, nonfiction, etc.

A. Well, I like to think I’m a pretty versatile chick. The only two genres that I won’t attempt are SciFi and Historical. That would be like me dressing up like one of King Henry the VIII’s wives and telling everyone I’m from the future. I’ll just stick to what I know (or at least what I think I know).

Q. I know you like to write military/romance. Is there a particular reason you have chosen this unique theme?

A. In all honesty, the very first book I penned was the story of my Mother’s life. She suffered greatly and in the end, she suffered more. My writing is best when there is emotional or physical conflict. Life is what interests me, and what I want to write about - real people experiencing real life issues. And guess what? We all have those. We may not want to talk about them, but have them. The knowledge that we aren’t alone in life’s struggles is a powerful thing.
I choose to write about the military, because that is about as “real” as life gets. It is a difficult path and one that does not disappear from your memory just because you decide to retire. Somewhere out there, someone might read my work and be comforted or helped in some way. If my words can heal, help, move, tickle, or even get a bountiful guffaw from someone in need of them, I have more than accomplished what I’ve set out to achieve
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Q. Do you outline your stories before you start writing? Do you know a beginning, middle and end in advance or do you just start writing and let the story unfold as it wishes?

A. Yeah. I did that once. Then the whole story took a nosedive and the time I spent writing the twenty-five page outline and typing the meticulous descriptions of my various characters was pretty much wasted. So, now I typically sit down with an idea. Then I write the first few paragraphs or even a chapter or two. The characters evolve, the story I thought I was writing changes, and now I’m on a completely different ride than I’d paid for at the start. I let the characters lead me. After all, they are the stars of the show, and they do so demand their close-ups.

Your latest book is Callie’s Fate. Please tell us about it.


When Callie takes the red-eye home to surprise her husband for their anniversary, she finds the surprise is on her. She watches as a blonde tart in six-inch heels teeters out from her home and toward a cherry-red Mustang, which is parked in her spot.Enraged, Callie does the only thing she can do. She drives to her favorite coffee house, scrolls through divorce lawyers who claim to eat cheating husbands for breakfast, and cries. Her only consolation is Christian, a Marine, whom she befriended on a chat site almost a year earlier.While waiting for her marriage to end, Callie agrees to finally meet Christian in person. She has always been a woman in control, but the mere touch of this man has her begging for more. Christian is only too happy to oblige, leaving Callie agreeing with the motto ‘The Few and The Proud’. She has never experienced a man who could make her see stars, but Christian does his duty, and does it well.Unhappy circumstances bring them together. A week of sexual bliss makes it impossible for them to part, leaving them to wonder how they can, once again, test the hands of fate

Read more about Lee-Ann and buy her books at

http://www.gypsyshadow.com/Lee-AnnGraffVinson.html#top

http://www.amazon.com/Callies-Fate-ebook/dp/B005NWRJYK/ref=sr_1_3?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1322942718&sr=1-3

You can contact her on Facebook at

http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#!/lgraffvinsonauthor

Q. Callie’s Fate is a contemporary romance and nonmilitary, although there is a handsome marine in it. (grin) The story has snarky humor and sizzling erotica. Was there anything in particular that inspired you to write Callie’s fate?


A. Callie is my first erotic romance. It is not a genre I thought I would ever write, but rather one I wanted to see if I could do (that and my writing tutor told me to write one, so I did). In my mind, writing is for enjoyment, but the main goal is to help people deal with troublesome issues or just be able to relate to others. However, in writing Callie, I learned that erotica can also be a release of the mind, not to mention it’s extremely difficult to do well (thank you for your patience, Charlotte). I will attempt another erotica novel for the simple fact that it is a definite challenge for me.

Q. You are a multi-published author. What are you working on presently and what are your plans for the future?


A. Well, currently I’m writing the sequel to my soon to be released novel, ‘Love And Liberty’, a military/romance/suspense set in Iraq. Once that is done, I will write the third in the series. I have two children’s books I’ve written about my daughter which I will attempt to get published. The ‘Warrior World Series’ that I have written on my blog will be made into a series of short stories in a novel. Once that is edited, the novel will be sold with full proceeds (well my share anyway) going to help Veterans who suffer from PTSD/CBI. I’ve had an offer to turn my second book ‘Love’s Trust’ into a script so I may look into getting that done. I’ve also written a graphic novel which I would like to turn into script format as well. I’ve been approached by a friend to edit his grandfather’s memoir of his time in the Army in Germany in WWII, and get it ready for a publisher. Oh, and my critique partner and I have started writing a novel together which will be military/paranormal based. So, I have a few things lined up that should keep me out of trouble for the next few months (kidding – years perhaps?)

Thank you for being my guest Lee-Ann and for being my first.


The pleasure is all mine, Gary. You know me, I like to share.

Friday, December 9, 2011

Happy dance

Two days, two book contracts singed. I'm doing a happy dance.

Don't miss my interview next Wednesday the 14th with Lee-Ann Graff Vinson.

Have a great day my friends.

Gary

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Interview on Lee-Ann's blog

I'm interviewed on Lee-Ann's blog. Here is the link. Stop by and comment for a chance to win a gift certifiate.

http://leeanngraffvinson.blogspot.com/

Friday, October 28, 2011

Reviewer says of my book titled Not Good Enough






Not Good Enough by G. E. Stills
Best friends, Trish and Sheila, set out to go on a cruise to Australia. The mission: to find Trish a man—not just any man—he needs to pass Sheila’s rewuirements of being rich and sexy. Before they board the ship, Sheila manages to disgruntle Jason, the man with the sensual, deep-blue eyes who happened to peak Trish’s interest. In Sheila’s eyes, her friend could do better.

A twist of fate intervenes. Trish gets a chance at redemption when an act of sabotage leaves her stranded with Jason on a deserted island. She learns Jason is just as beautiful on the inside as he is underneath his dress shirt, and much to Jason’s surprise, Trish is nothing like her loud-mouthed, vulgar friend. Love is born from months spent in each other’s arms.

Upon rescue, Trish learns Jason is the wealthy heir and partner in J. R. & Son, a very successful shipping company. Fearing she is now not good enough for him, she disappears out of his life. Jason is miserable when he finds there is no way to contact her. His true love is a woman who doesn’t want to be found. Will he ever find her, or has he lost Trish forever?

In ‘Not Good Enough’, Author, G.E. Stills explores the sensuality of self with this romantic love story. The depth of his characters draws you in, making you feel each soul-searching kiss. If you like to read about love in all the right places, you need to read this book!
—Lee-Ann Graff Vinson, Author of Love's Trust

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Not Good Enough.wmv

Book Trailer for Not Good Enough

Monday, October 24, 2011

Not Good Enough my new book release




The pleasure cruise is turning into a nightmare. The evening before, Jay asks a pair of attractive ladies to dance. One of them heaps insults on him and tells him he’s not good enough. He doesn’t even know their names but in his opinion, the two are nothing but trouble. After being thrown overboard, he drifts ashore on a island. To his dismay, he discovers that one of them has washed ashore with him. Swallowing his anger and cursing his rotten luck, he assists her away for the surf and sets out to find help.
While trying to apologize to Mr. Smiles, Trish sees the two men throw him overboard. She tries to rescue him and is tossed over herself. When she regains conscious, she is looking up into his non-smiling face. Stranded alone with him on an island, she wonders if he will assist her or leave her to fend for herself.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Boston review

I just got a review on Boston

BOOK REVIEW – ‘BOSTON’ – G.E. STILLS
Boston is an earth witch who worships the goddess Artemis and follows the strict code of the Rede. She never uses her magick to harm others. Boston is also a very lonely girl.
When the sexy and alluring Destin asks her to accompany him and his best friend on a sailing vacation to Hawaii, it was an offer she couldn’t refuse. She boards his private vessel, but gets more than she bargained for when she’s introduced to Sondra, a witch of the water, who is also along for the ride.
The three of them have wild plans for Boston, if she will agree to have them all in her bed. But the fun has to wait when the ship is boarded by kidnappers who demand a ransom for the return of the wealthy Destin. The two women work together and use their powers to bring the lives of their captors to a bloody end.
As their punishment for violating the Rede, the bond between Boston and Sondra is consummated as they share their fate from the goddesses. Their lives become joined. Anything Sondra experiences, physical or mentally, Boston in turn feels just as strongly, including hot, fiery orgasms.
Author, G.E. Stills takes us on a wild ride of wanton abandon in this captivating, sexual fantasy. Boston experiences sensual delights she’d never dreamed possible. The heat is bewitching and will make you rush to reach the explosive finish.
Lee-Ann Graff Vinson – Great Minds Think Aloud

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Callie's Fate Book Review by G.E. Stills





Callie's Fate book review by G.E. Stills


Lee-Ann Graff Vinson’s story is a mixture of anger, humor, vengeance and romance. The reader is taken from the deepest valleys of despair to soaring heights of happiness. Callie’s cheating husband, Donald is an unemployed plumber and throughout the story, plumbing terms are applied to things having nothing to do with plumbing.Callie is a workaholic who, contrary to her dreams, has settled for a husband who is not tall dark and handsome. The couple are total opposites, and yet their marriage has lasted for fourteen years.Callie returns from a business trip early to surprise her husband on their anniversary. She arrives early in the morning and observes a woman leave their house with a wrinkled skirt after having obviously been there keeping Donald entertained. Callie decides enough is enough. She drives away to a coffee shop in anger and hurt, her life and marriage in a shambles.I nearly choked on my own coffee with laughter at Lee-Ann’s words when the Barista asks for her drink order. Callie invents a new one. The one bright spot in her life is in the form of a handsome Marine, but is he just a character in her steaming hot dreams?Through Lee-Ann’s words you share Callie’s emotions of anger, frustration, vengeance and humor. I highly recommend it to readers.


Avaliable at Gypsy Shadow Publishing, Amazon.com, Barnes & Nobel and other fine book stores.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Boston contest

Contest

To participate in drawing comment at the end of this blog entry with the correct answer. The answer can be found in the excerpt below. The contest will run from September 20th through September 26th. On the 27th the winning entry will be picked at random and announced here and on Facebook. The prize awarded will be a free copy of the book Boston.





Content Warning: Contains violence, coarse language, and explicit scenes of sexuality. This is a ménage story containing M/F, MFM, F/F, MFMF, anal sex/play, and double-penetration.


Question: How does the character Sondra destroy pirates with her magick?



Boston excerpt
R rated for strong language and violence
A commotion out on deck drew their attention. By the light outside, Boston judged it to be mid-morning. They looked out the porthole window and saw both Destin and Jared on their knees, hands bound and dog collars with leashes attached around their necks. Four armed men guarded them.
The women watched as the male members of the crew were marched out to the railing, their hands also bound. In horror, they watched as the attackers forced each man to his knees and placed a gun against the base of his skull. One-by-one they were executed, their bodies kicked over the side.
One of the captors filmed the whole thing. When all four had been executed, through the open porthole they heard one man say, “That should prove to your fathers we mean business. I’m sure it will motivate them to pay the ransom we demand. If not…well there’s always your girlfriends.”
Destin struggled and was punched in the head for his efforts. “Put them back in their cabins,” the man growled. Three men hauled Jared and Destin to their feet and marched them off.
Both women looked at each other in shock and disbelief. They spent the day trying to think of some way to get free. That night they lay awake and listened to blood curdling screams of terror and agony and the grunts of pleasure of their assailants. It wasn’t hard to guess the fate of the two female crewmembers. In the early morning, the screams stopped. They watched as the women’s bodies were tossed over the side to join the male crewmembers in the deep.
Sondra turned to Boston. Her expression changed from horror and sorrow to intense anger. “I knew every one of them. They were all nice people. Fuck the Rede that says we can’t harm others with our magick. This is one witch who’s going to do as much harm to those sadistic bastards as possible. They may win in the end, but they’re sure going to get a sample of my magick. Maybe I can take a few of them with me into the next life. All of my life, I’ve been nonviolent. Now, I’m pissed.”
“I’m with you,” Boston said. “I don’t know how much I can do in all this water since I am an earth witch, but I’ll help in any way I can.”
****
Sondra sat on the floor and closed her eyes. She didn’t know what all the men looked like. She hadn’t seen their faces. She knew very well what Jim and Felix looked like though. She’d watched as the two of them felt her up. She formed a picture of Jim in her mind. Then she formed a picture of water. She combined the two. Reaching out with her thoughts she located him and linked.
* * * *
Sondra felt it when, unable to breathe, Jim stumbled and fell to the floor. She could see it in her mind when each time he opened his mouth to scream in pain, water poured from his lungs. She felt him claw desperately at his throat. More water formed in his lungs. His eyes bulged. She heard “What the fuck?” flash through his mind. With a final gurgle, he lay still. Visibly shaken and feeling some of Jim’s final moments of pain, she opened her eyes and shook herself. I’m learning though. Next time I won’t link so tight.
A humorless grin creased Sondra’s face. One down. She sought out Felix next and felt his mind, linked with him. He was sitting in the galley. She almost felt his cup of coffee touch his lips. Her grin widened as she sensed his reaction to his lungs suddenly filling with water. Without compassion, she sensed his panic at not being able to breathe. In her mind’s eye she watched the bastard struggle to his feet, only to drop to his knees and quickly die. This time she didn’t share the pain.
* * * *
Boston watched Sondra attentively as a humorless smile formed on the other woman’s lips.
“What are you doing?” Boston asked.
Sondra didn’t open her eyes. “Using my water magick to drown the bastards where they stand. Why don’t you see what you can do? I just took out Jim and Felix. A word of warning though, don’t link with them too tight.”
“I can picture the cameraman.”
“Good, then that will be our next target. I’ll help you all I can.”
Boston felt magical energy reach out from Sondra. Goddess, forgive me for what I am about to do. Boston formed a vision in her mind of the cameraman. She sat next to
Sondra and closed her eyes to concentrate. Her mind reached out on a seek and destroy mission. He was seated on a bunk. She sensed he was not alone.
The same humorless, almost predatory smile stretched her lips.

Best of Luck to all



Gary/G.E. Stills

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

My book

Not Good Enough

Coming soon to Gypsy Shadow publishing

After having insults heaped on him by the pair, the last thing Jay wanted was to be stranded on an island with one of them.





Have a Fantaboulous day friends


Gary

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Boston excerpt

Don't mess with a witch

R rated for strong language and violence

A commotion out on deck drew their attention. By the light outside, Boston judged it to be mid-morning. They looked out the porthole window and saw both Destin and Jared on their knees, hands bound and dog collars with leashes attached around their necks. Four armed men guarded them.
The women watched as the male members of the crew were marched out to the railing, their hands also bound. In horror, they watched as the attackers forced each man to his knees and placed a gun against the base of his skull. One-by-one they were executed, their bodies kicked over the side.
One of the captors filmed the whole thing. When all four had been executed, through the open porthole they heard one man say, “That should prove to your fathers we mean business. I’m sure it will motivate them to pay the ransom we demand. If not…well there’s always your girlfriends.”
Destin struggled and was punched in the head for his efforts. “Put them back in their cabins,” the man growled. Three men hauled Jared and Destin to their feet and marched them off.
Both women looked at each other in shock and disbelief. They spent the day trying to think of some way to get free. That night they lay awake and listened to blood curdling screams of terror and agony and the grunts of pleasure of their assailants. It wasn’t hard to guess the fate of the two female crewmembers. In the early morning, the screams stopped. They watched as the women’s bodies were tossed over the side to join the male crewmembers in the deep.
Sondra turned to Boston. Her expression changed from horror and sorrow to intense anger. “I knew every one of them. They were all nice people. Fuck the Rede that says we can’t harm others with our magick. This is one witch who’s going to do as much harm to those sadistic bastards as possible. They may win in the end, but they’re sure going to get a sample of my magick. Maybe I can take a few of them with me into the next life. All of my life, I’ve been nonviolent. Now, I’m pissed.”
“I’m with you,” Boston said. “I don’t know how much I can do in all this water since I am an earth witch, but I’ll help in any way I can.”
****
Sondra sat on the floor and closed her eyes. She didn’t know what all the men looked like. She hadn’t seen their faces. She knew very well what Jim and Felix looked like though. She’d watched as the two of them felt her up. She formed a picture of Jim in her mind. Then she formed a picture of water. She combined the two. Reaching out with her thoughts she located him and linked.
* * * *
Sondra felt it when, unable to breathe, Jim stumbled and fell to the floor. She could see it in her mind when each time he opened his mouth to scream in pain, water poured from his lungs. She felt him claw desperately at his throat. More water formed in his lungs. His eyes bulged. She heard “What the fuck?” flash through his mind. With a final gurgle, he lay still. Visibly shaken and feeling some of Jim’s final moments of pain, she opened her eyes and shook herself. I’m learning though. Next time I won’t link so tight.
A humorless grin creased Sondra’s face. One down. She sought out Felix next and felt his mind, linked with him. He was sitting in the galley. She almost felt his cup of coffee touch his lips. Her grin widened as she sensed his reaction to his lungs suddenly filling with water. Without compassion, she sensed his panic at not being able to breathe. In her mind’s eye she watched the bastard struggle to his feet, only to drop to his knees and quickly die. This time she didn’t share the pain.
* * * *
Boston watched Sondra attentively as a humorless smile formed on the other woman’s lips.
“What are you doing?” Boston asked.
Sondra didn’t open her eyes. “Using my water magick to drown the bastards where they stand. Why don’t you see what you can do? I just took out Jim and Felix. A word of warning though, don’t link with them too tight.”
“I can picture the cameraman.”
“Good, then that will be our next target. I’ll help you all I can.”
Boston felt magical energy reach out from Sondra. Goddess, forgive me for what I am about to do. Boston formed a vision in her mind of the cameraman. She sat next to Sondra and closed her eyes to concentrate. Her mind reached out on a seek and destroy mission. He was seated on a bunk. She sensed he was not alone.
The same humorless, almost predatory smile stretched her lips.

Boston blurb

The following is a blurb from my Boston book. An erotic story that involves witches, pirates, romance and menage.

What starts out as a wonderful romantic cruise to Hawaii for two beautiful women and their two handsome boyfriends takes a terrible turn. Pirates attack in what seems to be overwhelming force. Helplessly the four watch while the crew of their ship is killed. The pirates have overlooked one thing… The two women are witches and they won’t surrender meekly to terror and imprisonment. A terrible struggle ensues. To learn the outcome read Boston by G.E. Stills

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Busy, busy, busy

I have been so terrible remiss about blogging. I've been keeping so busy. I joined a local writing group and have been promoted (dubiously I say promoted) so I am now scheduling meetings of my own every other week. In addition I have been caring for my ailing mother, watching one of my granddaughters occasionally and of course, doing my favorite thing, writing.

I'm thrilled. I just signed a new book contract with Gypsy Shadow Publishing and am looking forward to edits. I can barely wait to see book cover and will post it here and on Facebook when available. I made a new Book Trailer for it and will post it here and on Facebook once it's approved.

Take care
Gary