5 Creative Ways To Deal With Writer Business Cards

Normally I don’t write very short posts, but I found this cool information on Writers Relief that I’d like to share. It gives tips on how writers/authors should market themselves and how to pass out their business cards in a non-awkward way. To check it out, Writer Business Cards: 5 Ways To Think Outside The Box.

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

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Guest Blogger: Sharon C. Cooper – When Dreams Meet Reality

When I grow up, I’m going to be a lawyer, a rock star, or marry Denzel Washington…well, if he weren’t already married. Have you ever had a dream to come true, but then reality hits? Such as, you became a lawyer but now you’re working 60-80 hour weeks and don’t have time to spend the money you’re making. Or maybe you’re a rock star, you have more groupies than you know what to do with and you’ve traveled the world – twice, but now you have no privacy and can’t even walk into your neighbor coffee shop without being hounded for your autograph.

Well, my dreams meet reality story is a little different. I am now a multi-published author (woo hoo!), but my reality – marketing my books. I know, I know, you’re wondering how I can compare that to the dream of being a lawyer or a rock star, well it’s not so much about the dream as it is about what happens when you acquire the dream and reality sets in.

First, can I just say, never in a million years would I have guessed that I’d be doing a post about marketing your book. Despite having a degree in business, I’ve come to realize that one aspect of business that I dislike more than anything – is marketing. And the fact that I’m an author hasn’t changed that, but it has made me realize that being published (especially if you’re an indie author) is like running your own business – you’re in charge…of everything.

But whether you’re an indie author (like I am) or if you’ve been published by a traditional publisher, it’s up to you to promote your book. Gone are the days of getting a contract with a major publishing house and they do everything for you – such as: setting up book signings, creating promotional materials, and marketing your work. You now have to do most of it yourself…and if you’re an indie author, you have to do all of it yourself.

Below are a few things I’ve learned about marketing since becoming published (and a few things I knew prior to getting published):

  • It’s all about building relationships – If you’re like many writers, you’re perfectly happy at home with your laptop, hanging out with your imaginary friends (the characters you’ve created), than you are being out in public building relationships. Don’t wait until your book has been published before you build a following (readers). Start  blogging, join social media sites (like Facebook, LinkedIn, Twitter and so on), and even consider joining some writing organizations. Note: when you join these sites, don’t make it all about you. Be engaging, listen to what others are doing, and talk about things your new friends/readers want to talk about or are interested in (now this doesn’t come easy for those of us who prefer to hang out with our laptop and characters). Being published is exciting! Having readers who enjoy and look forward to your books is…priceless! Here’s a quote by Anthony Robbins – “The quality of your life is the quality of your relationships.” And in my own words – “The      quality of your published life is dependent upon the relationships you’ve built with your readers.”
  • Find a guru – If marketing is not your strength (or you absolutely hate it), find someone to do the work for you. But, if you’re like many indie      authors – you don’t have the extra money to pay someone to do your marketing. That’s when you have to do like the rest of us – research (Google,      read how-to-books), network with those who enjoy marketing, and if none of that works – beg other published authors for information on how they  market their work (most are willing to share ideas).
  • Know what the market wants – Now this is taught in Business 101. If you write a book about the proper technique of nose picking, most people aren’t going to be interested (although there might be a few interested folks). But say you write a book about how to meet Mr. Right with only a smile – you’ll probably get some takers. If nothing else, they’ll be very curious about what you have to say. Find out what people are reading and what they enjoy reading and write your book!
  • Don’t stop! – Don’t stop at one book. If you’ve built a readership, and have written some great books – people are going to want more. Have you ever read a good book by an author, and then went in search of what else they’ve written – only to find out they only have one book and no promises of another book on the way? Kinda disappointing huh? Don’t let this be you. Keep writing and keep putting your books out there!
  • And my last thought about marketing your books (especially if you’re an indie author), grab hold of every opportunity to promote your work…especially when someone is kind enough to let you guest post on their blog! Below is my debut novel.

A Sweet Romance

Entrepreneur, Simone Edwards, did what any intelligent woman with a ticking biological clock would do: she asked her longtime boyfriend to marry her. Devastated when he turns her down, and fed up with dead-end relationships, Simone swears off men … and takes a vow of celibacy. How hard could it be? She soon learns it’s harder than she thinks when the most irresistible man in the world, Tim Hollister, shows up at her job. She hasn’t seen him in over ten years, and quickly realizes he is a temptation she doesn’t want to resist. But isn’t there some rule about dating your friend? Simone must decide if a romance with Tim is worth risking their friendship and her reclaimed virginity.

 
Betrayed by his supermodel ex-girlfriend, who happens to be the mother of his child, Tim Hollister has placed a padlock on his heart. But when Simone, an old high school friend falls back into his life, he soon forgets his promise to stay clear of beautiful women. Simone was always like a sister to him, but he discovers that his feelings for her aren’t very brotherly. He’s captivated by the woman she’s become and wants to take their friendship to the next level – despite her resistance. Tim can’t avoid their new-found passion, and sets out to prove he’s the man for her.
Available Now at Amazon.com, Barnes and Noble and All Romance e-books!

Click here to read an excerpt and to purchase your copy today!

Many thanks Yawatta!

To contact Sharon C. Cooper  visit her at:

Website: http://sharoncooper.net

Subscribe to her blog: http://sharonccooper.wordpress.com/

Email: sharon@sharoncooper.net

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1575943684&ref=tn_tnmn

Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/Sharon_Cooper1

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5823574.Sharon_C_Cooper

Reader Appreciation Award

I want to thank PaigeAddams for nominating me for the Reader Appreciation Award. Can I just say winning blogging awards is way better than school superlatives hee hee.

The Rules:

1.  Include the award logo somewhere in your blog

2.  Answer these 10 questions, below, for fun if you want to

3.  Nominate 10 to 12 blogs you enjoy, or pick the number

4.  Pay the love forward: Provide your nominee’s link in your post and comment on their blog to let them know they’ve been included and invited to participate

5.  Pay the love back with gratitude and link to the blogger(s) who nominated you

The Questions for Reader Appreciation Award

1.  What is your favorite color? 

  • Blue.

2.  What is your favorite animal?

  • I’m not an animal lover at all, but if I have to choose something, I guess a bird

3.  What is your favorite non-alcoholic drink?

  • Sweet or Lemon Tea

4.  Facebook or Twitter?

  • BOTH!!! I guess I enjoy Facebook more because I’ve been on it the longest, and it lets me keep in touch with old friends. The only thing I don’t like about Twitter is the whole 140 characters thing.

5.  Favorite pattern?

  • Stars. When I was younger, I used to research every thing I could on astronomy.

6.  Do you prefer getting or giving presents?

  • Getting. I’m definitely a taker hee hee

7.  Favorite number?

  • 7

8.  Favorite day of the week?

  • Thursday

9.  Favorite flower?

  • I don’t care for flowers, but if I have to choose something, I guess daisies

10.  What is  your passion?

  • I love writing fiction and drawing comics/graphic novels. In fact, I’m outlining something now to keep me motivated to start up an art blog.

My Nominations–This was hard; the people

I wanted to nominate, already won recently hee hee.

So I have to keep this list short unfortunately. The ones

here–I love visiting their blog almost everyday.

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

Book Review: Beyond The Eyes By Rebekkah Ford

Paige knows evil exists in this world, but she never imagined it would want something from her.

After a ghostly voice whispers a haunting message to seventeen-year-old Paige Reed, Paige’s life takes a nightmarish turn. Unwilling to tell her friends about the supernatural occurrences happening in her life, Paige feels more alone than ever–until she meets Nathan Caswell.

Nathan is not only hot, but seems to peer into Paige’s soul, evoking a magnetic energy between them that cannot be denied. But he’s no ordinary guy. He tracks dark spirits, and becomes alarmed when they set their sights on Paige.

And then there are the two power-hungry dark spirits who believe Paige can find King Solomon’s magical ring for them, because when her father was alive, he was close to finding it. If Paige doesn’t comply with their demands, they will kill her.

Paige is forced to dig deep into her father’s past and unearths shocking secrets about him and his bloodline. With the past and present colliding, Paige is only sure about two things in her life: she needs to outwit the dark spirits to stay alive, and she’s completely and helplessly in love with Nathan.

I loved this 24 chapter book. It had everything: drama, action, mystery, romance, and suspense. The story was told through Paige’s first person point-of-view. I appreciated that Rebekkah Ford made an effort to get readers caring about all the characters.

  • She had an amazing talent with characterization and plot. All the people in the story–heroes, villains, main, supporting–were three-dimensional. Even though Paige was the main one, it didn’t feel like just her story. Everyone got a chance to show their personalities–like an ensemble cast. Jack (a.k.a. Tree) was my favorite. The entire novel was interesting–no boring parts at all. The action flowed well, and the mystery, suspense had me sitting on the edge of my seat. It kept me motivated to continue reading to the end.
  • The author was also brilliant with the emotional aspect of the story. I fell in love with all the drama. In fact, towards the ending, every time Paige’s mother was mentioned, I shed a tear. This story really tugged at my heartstrings. I thought it was cute how Carrie had a crush on Matt, then just like that, I felt bad for Tree because he had feelings for her. It broke my heart that Paige’s mother avoided her company (said it hurt too much). The way Rebekkah Ford described things had me lost in the story. I felt what they felt. I understood their struggles, heartache, butterflies of falling in love, and living life the best they could.

The characters were definitely relatable, and that’s why it was easy for me to root for them to have a happy ending.

I can’t discuss Beyond the Eyes without talking about the sweet romance. I loved the beautiful imagery. If you’re a hopeless romantic, then you’ll fall in love with most of the scenes in the book. There was a love triangle between Carrie, Tree, and Matt (all best friends with Paige). Nathan and Paige fell in love at first sight. So cute! Then later, Brayden (love the name) came in the picture to form another love triangle. Nathan and Brayden were both intense with their feelings for Paige, so you can imagine all the conflict and tension involved. The saddest of all, Paige’s parents love for one another. Her mom had been heartbroken since her dad passed away.

I also enjoyed the friendship relationships. Even though they were only teens, they had been through so much pain that they bonded as a family. I respected their group and appreciated how they had each other’s back no matter what. Being a loner, I don’t know what that feels like, so it felt good to get a glimpse of it.

My favorite scenes were: the funeral/wake scene, Nathan and Paige’s first date, when Paige plays Celtic music for her mom and Nathan, and the classroom scene where her teacher finally shows a softer side.

The story was great with providing subtle clues about something that just wasn’t ordinary. For example, I knew right away that something was up with Mr. Kitty. If Paige’s ears rang, watch out! The cliffhanger ended perfectly, and I can’t wait to read the next set of books. Paige summed it up perfectly: “Bring it on!”

I just wanted to add that the author’s family grew up believing in the supernatural world, which I think is awesome. That’s a cool thing to find inspiration from.

I RECOMMEND this book to read.

For more information on the author, please visit:

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

Creative Writing Prompt #3

6/8/12 Prompt

Start a story with: Once when

no one was looking…

**This story is dark. Not meant for everyone.**

Once when no one was looking, someone poured sugar in Naima’s gas tank. During the pouring rain with no umbrella, she made the three block journey to her friend’s house.

Knock. Knock.

Kolo opened the door. He grinned, grabbing her by the hand to come in. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m sorry. My car won’t start, and I didn’t have any other place to go.” Her teeth gritted together rapidly like an instrument solo. Naima’s body shook violently from the shock–her wet clothes stuck to her like cold cement.

“You know you’re always welcome here.” Kolo escorted his friend to his bedroom. He pulled out a white t-shirt, black hoodie, and grey sweatpants out of his dresser, and then handed the clothing to Naima. “Wear this until your clothes dry.”

She nodded, scanning the room. It felt awkward being in such an intimate, personal space after what happened last week. Out of nowhere, he had kissed her. He couldn’t use the excuse of being drunk because she hadn’t tasted alcohol on his breath. If circumstances were different, then maybe she’d give him a chance. But, it had felt wrong. Kolo was best friend’s with her ex Desmond.

She wasn’t interested in being “the girl” traded between friends.

He looked Naima up and down as though lost in a trance. She coughed. Why wouldn’t Kolo leave, so she could change?

Kolo met her gaze, his eyes full of lust. “Sorry. I’ll give you privacy.”

“Can I use your phone to call a tow truck? I would use my cell, but it got wet.”

“No worries, I got you.” He smiled, leaving the room without closing the door. Naima sighed and did the task herself.

She quickly changed into his warm clothes. She squeezed herself in glee, feeling so much better. Kolo was her friend; she shouldn’t be uncomfortable with him. He wasn’t crossing a boundary, so she should loosen up and try to get things back to where they were before.

In the living room, Naima was impressed with all the food. Kolo had a large Hawaiian pizza, breadsticks, chicken wings, and cups of soda spread out on his long coffee table. Her stomach growled; she held it, licking her lips. “Expecting company?”

“You,” he teased. “Come over here and help me eat.”

Naima didn’t have to be told twice. “Thanks.” She fixed her plate. “What did they say?”

“They’ll be at your car in between an hour or two. Can I ask what happened?”

Naima gulped. She didn’t want to tell the truth because then Kolo would probably get overly concerned. Besides, she didn’t want to be asked a billion questions of who she may have pissed off. Hopefully, it was a horrible prank by immature, stupid teenagers.

Changing the subject would be best. “Maybe I should go wait for them.”

“Not by yourself, this late at night.” Kolo laughed. “Changing the subject. Nice.”

Naima blushed, taking a couple gulps of her Mountain Dew.

Time passed where they enjoyed each other’s company. Kolo had been the perfect gentleman, and Naima was confident they’d get their friendship back.

She peeked at Kolo, who already stared at her. “We should go.”

Closing his eyes, Kolo sighed. “Or you could stay here.”

Naima bit her lip. Oh no, please don’t hit on her again.

#

Kolo stood in the hallway by the bathroom door. Naima had needed to switch back into her clothes. He didn’t understand why she didn’t just take him up on his offer to stay in his.

Kolo cracked his knuckles, grinning. His plan had worked perfectly. He was never caught spying on Naima through the cafe window. She had looked so beautiful, typing away on her laptop, hard at work.

Plus, no one witnessed him pour sugar in her tank. Good thing she never entered the kitchen because the evidence–container of spilled sugar and red tunnel–lay right on the table. He never got a chance to get rid of it.

Everything had been perfect tonight. She came right to his door just like Kolo knew Naima would. He licked his lips, anticipating how lucky he’d be within a few minutes.

He had tried to tell Naima how much he loved her but was shot down. Why? Kolo put her on a pedestal like she deserved. He would treat Naima better than Desmond ever did. Why couldn’t she see that?

“You okay in there.” Kolo took a step towards the door.

“Yeah,” her voice sounded muffled.

Within seconds, he heard a thud. Kolo sighed in relief, opening the bathroom door. There Naima lay on the tile floor. He knelt down and gently pushed her hair out of her angelic face. Kolo kissed her lips, and then picked Naima up to carry her to his bedroom.

Thank goodness she trusted him enough to drink the soda. No questions asked. Now, he could have his way with her all night.

He placed Naima on his bed, kissing her lips again. He smiled while running his finger all over her body. Then, he took off his shirt…

THE END

***Anyone interested in sharing their version of this creative writing prompt, please email me at Author.Yawatta.Hosby(AT)aol(DOT)com.

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

Creative Writing Prompt #2

6/5/12 Prompt

In a busy grocery store, a person is waiting in the

express lane for a very long time because the person

in front of him or her won’t stop talking to the cashier.

Person is on his or her lunch break and may have

to clock in late (5 minute drive back to work)…

I hate Martin’s Grocery Store.

Its my stupidity for stopping by the deli counter; I should’ve known better. Now, forty-five minutes of my lunch break has been ruined. All because the old timer moved as slow as molasses. Probably on purpose. She’s most likely a cat lover who hates people, who hates her life, and, most importantly, who hates her job.

Why else would she ignore me for thirty minutes before fixing my order? She had the nerve to make her quota sandwiches first to put on display. Then it took her an extra fifteen for mine.  Apparently, a veggie sub was the most difficult thing on the menu.

Lesson learned. I won’t be coming to this damn store anymore. I sprinted through the pasta aisle, almost knocking a woman holding a little boy’s hand down. “Sorry,” I said.

Yes. No one’s in any lanes. That’s a first. Before I could bask in the glory, I stopped in my tracks. Geez Louise, I forgot my boss’s Doritoes.

Turning around, I speedwalked to the chip aisle. She was the reason why I was here in the first place. I grabbed the big bag and grinned. If I suck up enough, maybe she’ll get off my back.

I made my way back to the check-out counter. What the–? Where did all these people come from? There were five lanes filled with three people–who had a billion items in their carts–in each line.

I’ll take my chances at one of the express lanes, both have about twelve people in each. My retired baseball coach smiled. “Hey Dustin. How are you?”

“Hey Coach Mackie. I’m good. And yourself?”

“Still breathing. That’s always a plus,” he joked. We both laughed. “Look at you in a suit. You’ve come a long way since high school.”

I tugged at my tie. “Don’t let the suit fool you. I work in customer service.” I grinned.

We chuckled. Actually, I worked as a marketing consultant; I enjoyed my career. However, recently, I messed up. I had been dating my sexy, Cougar boss until I cheated on Maria with her sister. Now, she rides my ass whenever she can. Said the next time I’m late for work, I’m fired.

I looked at my watch. Fifteen minutes left. I had plenty of time. The line moved quickly. Now, only a lady at the register, then Coach Mackie, then me. No sweat. I pulled out my wallet, anticipating the transaction. It’d be nice to get to, you know, actually eat on my lunch break.

We had a staff meeting–corporate was in town–soon, and I didn’t want to go in there on an empty stomach.

Coach Mackie and I continued to make small talk because that’s what people do when impatiently waiting for their turn. I sighed, looking down at my watch again. Seriously, five minutes had passed. What was this lady doing?

I tapped my foot, drumming my fingers on the conveyor belt.

“Sorry ma’am. That card didn’t work either.” The cashier frowned.

The lady pulled out another credit card. “This one should work then.”

Of course, it didn’t. Bugged-eyed, I wanted to scream. This lady would end my career. Could be worse. At least I wasn’t Craig, who got fired on his day off over “stolen” boxes.

No, I’m just a pushover–prisoner to grocery store politics of wasting customers’ time. I glanced over at a magazine with Kim Kardashian on the cover. She used to be so hot until she turned her face into a plastic doll. I drooled over Susan Sarandon’s photo. Now, she was a fox.

If only I was a celebrity and could get away with being fashionably late.

“I’m so sorry, dear. I could’ve sworn money was in my account. I have to use change now.” She retrieved a piggy bank, reaching for coins.

Coins! This would take all day!

The cashier rolled her eyes. “It’s okay, ma’am. Take your time.”

Take your time. A plague on both their houses. I tapped my foot impatiently, wiping sweat from my forehead. Coach Mackie conversed with me, but I couldn’t focus on what he was saying.

It felt like I was stuck in a comedy sitcom–the scene where everything plays in slow motion to empathize how bad the character’s life is going. Except I’m not an actor who’ll hear “Cut.” This was my real life.

“Ma’am. The total is $5.20. You only have $5.05.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry, sweetie.”

“It’s okay.”

The lady shook her head. “Oh no, sweetie. I can’t cheat the system.”

But you can ruin my life!

“It was nice seeing you again, Coach Mackie.” I patted him on the shoulder, then walked over to stand beside the lady. I handed the cashier my two items. “Ring these up.”

“You can’t cut in line, sir.” The cashier folded her arms across her chest.

I took a deep breath to try and calm down. I couldn’t act a fool in here, but I was two seconds away from being banned. I threw the sub and Doritoes at her. “Ring these up. I’ll pay for them.” Frazzled, I put a twenty dollar bill in the lady’s palm of her hand. “Keep the change.” I rushed out this hell hole they call Martin’s Grocery Store.

#

“Fifty on pump one.” I slumped my shoulders. I sighed and closed my eyes. It took all of me not to cry. I couldn’t even bear to think of the box on my passenger seat from where I had to clear my desk. Maria had fired me, yet accepted the chips. Cold-hearted bitch.

I reached for my wallet and opened it. This couldn’t be right. Wide-eyed, I searched through it again. I pulled out a twenty dollar bill. Earlier I had two bills–one a twenty and the other a fifty.

I scratched the top of my head, disheveling my dirty blonde hair even more. I had given the annoying lady a twenty–

Wait a minute!

A line formed at WaWa, a convenience store. I whispered, “I could’ve swore…nevermind.” I pouted. “I’m sorry, make that twenty on pump one.”

I handed the cashier my dollar bill in defeat. Twenty dollars wouldn’t even get me to the unemployment office in the morning. I shook my head, sighing loudly.

Where’s a therapist when you need one?

THE END

** If anyone would like to share their take on this creative writing prompt, email me at Author.Yawatta.Hosby(AT)aol(DOT)com**

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

An Interview With Rebekkah Ford, Author Of Beyond The Eyes

Please welcome Rebekkah Ford, author of Beyond the Eyes as a special guest.

Beyond the Eyes

1.  Do you have any advice for other writers trying to get published?

Yes, I do. After you have finished writing your story, I recommend getting one or two critique partners to go over it because I assure you, he or she will catch things that you totally missed. After your story has been critiqued, go over it again. If you’re comfortable and happy with the results, you’re good to go. Also, there are three words I’d like to say to other writers. Above everything else, this is the most important thing you need to do: BELIEVE IN YOURSELF!

2.  Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?

Well, readers who want to be writers keep reading and try to write every day. The more you read and write, the better you will become. To my readers, I hope you enjoyed my book, and I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking the time to read it. I hope you fell in love with the story and characters like I have, and the awesome thing is, there’s more to come. The next two books are a lot darker than the first one. I can’t wait until I unleash them upon the world.

3.  What are your thoughts on the fact that both traditional and self-published authors have to promote their own work?

I think it’s a good thing because it gets the writer out there and teaches them endurance. It helps them grow, not only personally but professionally as well. I never thought I could do the things that I have done and continue to do until I decided to go balls out on this writing journey I’m on.

4.  What genre do you write for? Your favorite aspect? Your least favorite aspect?

My Beyond the Eyes series is in the young adult genre, however, it has crossover potential. My favorite aspect is writing in the POV of a seventeen-year-old because I still feel like I’m that age and it’s so much fun writing in that genre. My least favorite aspect is when I’m writing a scene that is begging to be extremely R-rated, and I have to pull back because the characters are teenagers and it might raise eyebrows. I mean, there are some R-rated scenes, but they’re tastefully done and fit the age group.

5.  What are your current/next projects?

The second book (Dark Spirits) to the series needs to be revised and edited, so I’ll be working on that soon. I’m also more than halfway done with the rough draft to the third book (The Devil’s Third) in this series. In fact, my wonderful critique partner is anxiously waiting for my next chapter in that book. 🙂

6.  Do you prefer to work alone or with critique partners/beta-readers?

I prefer working with critique partners.

7.  How do you find time to write?

I make time. I write in the morning before I go to my full-time day job, and then I write at night. I also write during the weekend.

8.  Did you always want to become an author?

Yes, I did. There was a time though, when I thought I wanted to be a journalist, but then quickly realized I loved writing stories way more than writing articles.

9.  Is there any writing ritual you complete before creating your manuscripts/drafts?

You know, I wish I can be like those writers who write an outline of their entire book before hand, but it doesn’t work for me. My ritual is basically this: I have an idea, and I write it down, along with the characters I have in mind. It’s sort of an outline, but it’s very loose because things generally come to me as I’m writing the story. I do take some notes as the ideas come to me, to keep track of everything.

10.  Do you write the beginning/opening first or do you tend to write in order (with whatever scenes interest you most)?

I always start from the beginning–start to finish.

11.  Have you ever hated something you wrote?

No, not really. I’ve hated the mistakes I’ve made, but that’s how you learn, right?

12.  Which is the easiest for you–novel, novella, or short story? Why?

I think writing a novel is the easiest because I don’t feel too constricted. I’ve never written a novella before, but I’m seriously considering writing one on Paige (the main character in the Beyond the Eyes series) after the third book is written. I already have the story in my head for it.

13.  While you were writing, did you ever feel as if you were one of your characters?

There were times when I felt like Paige. Every time I read chapter eighteen, I get choked up.

14.  How did you come up with the title?

I came up with Beyond the Eyes because the eyes are supposed to be the windows to your soul. It’s also a huge clue to this story.

15.  What inspired you to write your latest book? What is the book about?

One day I was trying to think of a story to write, and my husband told me to write something that would scare or freak me out. That’s how I came up with this story.

Here’s the blurb to my story. I’m including the testimonials I received from the two people who have already read it:

“A thrilling, wholly satisfying first book to a new young adult series. It will keep you wanting more.” – Valentina Cano, Carabosse’s Library

“Beyond the Eyes is haunting yet passionate. This breakout novel is quick and hip, a saucy must-read.” – Charles Land, Judas Pistol

Paige knows evil exists in this world, but she never imagined it would want something from her.

After a ghostly voice whispers a haunting message to seventeen-year-old Paige Reed, Paige’s life takes a nightmarish turn. Unwilling to tell her friends about the supernatural occurrences happening in her life, Paige feels more alone than ever–until she meets Nathan Caswell.

Nathan is not only hot, but seems to peer into Paige’s soul, evoking a magnetic energy between them that cannot be denied. But he’s no ordinary guy. He tracks dark spirits, and becomes alarmed when they set their sights on Paige.

And then there are the two power-hungry dark spirits who believe Paige can find King Solomon’s magical ring for them, because when her father was alive, he was close to finding it. If Paige doesn’t comply with their demands, they’ll kill her.

Paige is forced to dig deep into her father’s past and unearths shocking secrets about him and his bloodline. With the past and present colliding, Paige is only sure about two things in her life: she needs to outwit the dark spirits to stay alive, and she’s completely and helplessly in love with Nathan.

16.  Any blogs, websites, social media you’d like to share?

Yes. You can find me on Blog, Twitter, Goodreads, Shelfari, Pinterest, Book Trailer.

** You can purchase Rebekkah Ford’s books at Smashwords, Amazon, Barnes & Noble **

Thanks again for joining us Rebekkah Ford.

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby