Friday, December 23, 2016

Cover Reveal and 2016 Retrospective

Available January 2017
Cover by KC Kendricks
After losing my hubby to congestive heart failure in October 2015, 2016 started with the loss of my publisher, Amber Quill Press, and then continued on in the same vein with losses big and small throughout the whole year.

2016 has been a bad year for so many people. We’ve lost a number of talented celebrities who will be sorely missed, at least 3 e-publishers have closed, and every time I go to Facebook I read post after heartbreaking post from friends who’re going through some type of personal crisis or tragedy. An unexpected illness, the worsening of an existing health problem, the loss of a family member, or the health problems of a precious pet.

It’s times like this a magic wand would come in handy. A quick wave of a shiny black stick and a mumbled abracadabra, and the tears would cease to flow, the incurable would be cured, and the heartache would vanish along with that awful feeling of emptiness that follows the loss of someone close.

Like the rest of the world, I’m fresh out of shiny black sticks and magic words, but my motto has always been Onward and Upward. Don’t look back just keep moving forward. If you feel like giving up, look around for someone who is worse off than you. Help someone who can’t help his or herself. I know, it sounds like a bunch of Pollyanna and maybe it is. But over the years I’ve discovered Christmas brings a magic that’s all its own. This year, for me, it’s been the good feeling I’ve gotten by helping out at my local YWCA--donating clothing and knitting warm headbands for women in transition. It’s also been in the form of an unexpected invitation for breakfast with friends and their dog, Waffles, on Christmas morning, and a visit from a new friend who dropped by to deliver a Christmas card and give me a hug because he knew I was feeling low.

This is the first year in a very long time that I haven’t had at least one new release. I haven’t felt like writing. Ideas came, then disappeared as not workable, or I simply lost interest. Call it writer’s block, burnout, whatever. I’ve spent 2016 reading and re-reading partially written stories that have stalled, hopefully just temporarily, and reissuing my backlist. I still have a few books left to reissue, but I’m working on a new idea for a new series that I’m finally excited about. So, fingers crossed, the first book in Stories From The Fountain will be out sometime in 2017. Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and I hope 2017 will be a good year for us all.

Christiane France

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Friday, December 16, 2016

MySexySaturday - December 17 2016 - MISSING, PRESUMED DEAD

December 17, 2016:
This week’s edition of MySexySaturday calls for “My Sexy Mystery”. I have seven paragraphs from MISSING, PRESUMED DEAD, a contemporary m/m romance. This is the first book in the Amethyst Cove mystery series.
Christiane France

When his brother’s girlfriend goes missing, and the woman’s brother wants to help find her, Greg’s rule about not mixing business with pleasure is in serious jeopardy. So is his other rule. The one about not allowing a client to interfere with the investigation. 

“If you want me to find out what happened to your sister, we do it my way. If you want to argue or second guess me at every turn, you’re on your own.”
“I’m not allowed to give an opinion?”
“No.” I wasn’t sure why I was being such a miserable hard-ass. I’m not usually like this, so I figure it’s either a subconscious effort to punish him for being so damn attractive, or a deliberate attempt to rid myself of a very real temptation.
“No?” The look on his face was an interesting mixture of indignation and shock. I have no idea what the dude does for a living, but whatever it is, I get the impression he’s the one who does all the telling. “But surely, since I’m the one paying your fee, I should be entitled to voice an opinion now and again. Especially if I feel it would be helpful.”
I captured his gaze and held on tight. “The only thing I need from you will be answers to any questions I might have. If you’re not comfortable with that and want to tell me how to do my job, then you’ll have to find yourself another PI.”
“Vance said you’re the best. If anyone can find out what’s happened to Petra, it’s you.”
His words were followed by a smile and another speculative look that gave the impression he was trying to cruise me, but not, I suspected, for the best of reasons. I hardened my heart to the flirtatious look as well as the flattery. “As you said, you’re the one paying the bill, so it’s up to you who you hire to do the work.”

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