Monday, February 6, 2017

MEMORTALITY IS HERE!!!!!
My beautiful, fantastic husband Stephen has written a wonderful paranormal adventure! I would like to tell you all about it! :)













Memortality by Stephen H. Provost
A wonderful paranormal fantasy you will NOT be able to put down!!!
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Minerva Rus can raise the dead. And it might get her killed.
Minerva’s life has never been the same since the childhood car accident that paralyzed her and killed her best friend, Raven. But when the long-dead Raven reappears in her life, now as a very attractive grown man, she discovers that her photographic memory has the power to bring the dead back to life … heal her paralysis … and shape reality itself.
Pursued by a rogue government agent who wants to eliminate her and her talents, Minerva must learn to control her powers to save herself and Raven. Because if she dies, he dies as well―again.

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Excerpt:    Minerva (2016) 
“The accident is a lie.”
“What do you mean? You keep saying that.” The face staring back at her was the same one she remembered from all those years ago. Kind, caring, patient. But older now. The playful smile the boy had once worn had vanished behind a mask she couldn’t seem to penetrate now that he was a man. She hadn’t seen him for years, but this was how she’d always imagined he’d look all grown up: the soft brown eyes, the pale complexion just brushed by a touch of sunshine, the auburn hair unkempt and uncut, cascading down across his left eye. She’d always stared at that; it distracted her. And he’d always noticed, brushing it back the moment she became aware of it. His brow lowered slightly, as if to say, 
“You’re staring.” But he said nothing. Even the words he did speak seemed silent to her somehow, as if she were in a dream…  She moaned in her sleep and tried to turn her body, but the vice grip held her, the paralysis that had been with her since the accident. In her dream, concern flitted across his face, apparent even in the dim glow of the candle that burned beside her bed. Its light had always comforted her, and at times, she’d stared into the flame as it flickered for moments on end, imagining she was a part of it. The thought of that soothed her, one of the few things in this world that did. 
“Stay with me,” he said, his tone resolute.
“I can’t move,” she protested.
“Yes, you can. All you have to do is remember how you felt before all this. Before the accident and the lies it’s telling you.”
“You’re the liar,” she whispered, her voice whispered venom. He looked hurt now, and pulled away from her, that resolve appearing to evaporate at the sound of her voice. In the same moment, he seemed farther away, the reflected candlelight that had danced in his eyes a few moments earlier now a fading glow that illumined little more than his forehead and the tip of his nose.  
“I’m telling you the truth,” he said, but she could barely hear him. A part of her wanted to believe what he was saying. Not a part – all of her. But in the instant she acknowledged that desire, she was aware it could not be. She tried to turn her body again.Nothing.Her jaw clenched tight, and she began to tremble with the effort.
“Not that way,” he said.
“Then … how!” Her voice was louder than she intended, and he pulled away further into the shadows.
“Wait,” she said, softening her tone. “Don’t go. You have to tell me … about the accident.”
“It’s not important now,” he said, moving forward slightly again, into the candlelight.
“Not important? Then how do you explain this?” She nearly spat the words at him, and he averted his eyes. “See?” she said. “You can’t even bear to look at me. If the accident didn’t happen, how did I get like this
He sat up straighter and held her gaze again, his eyes locking on hers so that, this time, it was she who wished to glance away. But he held her there by force of will. 
“Min, you’re beautiful.”
No one ever called her that but him.












Stephen H. Provost is an author of paranormal adventures and historical non-fiction. “Memortality,” his debut title on Linden Publishing’s new fiction imprint, Pace Press, is due out in February 2017 and is available for pre-order on Amazon.
An editor and columnist with more than 30 years of experience as a journalist, he has written on subjects as diverse as history, religion, politics and language and has served as an editor for fiction and non-fiction projects. His book “Fresno Growing Up,” a history of Fresno, California, during the postwar years, is available on Craven Street Books, and his next non-fiction work, scheduled for release in June of 2017, will examine the history of U.S. Highway 99 in California.
In addition, the author has published several books as Stifyn Emrys, beginning in 2012 with “The Gospel of the Phoenix” and also including the nonfiction works “The Way of the Phoenix” and “Undefeated.” He also has published three works of fiction: “Feathercap” (children’s); “Identity Break,” (young adult science fiction/adventure) and an accompanying novella, “Artifice.”
The author served as editor of four young adult novels: the “Mad World” series by Samaire Provost - “EPIDEMIC,” “SANCTUARY” and “DESPERATION” - and the award-winning “Lorehnin: A Novel of the Otherworld,” Volume 6 in the Otherworld series by Jenna Elizabeth Johnson. He has worked in journalism as a news editor, sports editor and reporter for four daily newspapers in California, and is currently managing editor for an award-winning weekly, The Cambrian. He has worked as an educator and has been featured at occasional speaking engagements.

Saturday, May 30, 2015

It's begun!

They say you won’t get anywhere if you don’t try (well, I think someone must have said that) and so I have begun querying my newest story out to agents. I’m very excited about ROMANOV and hope someone out there will like it. So far everyone who beta reads it has really liked it, and I love it lol.
It’s the story of a vampire family living in modern day Seattle and coping with some incredible things that come their way. some really incredible things.
I know, I know, you’re thinking, “what could be more incredible than modern-day vampires?” Well, these vampires just happen to be Anastasia Romanov and what’s left of her family. And then there’s the evil Rasputin, still hunting them, like a hound of hell. Oh, then there’s the strange creepy creature that’s also hunting them. Last but not least, there’s this dragon. He’s huge, powerful, and extremely polite, that is, if you are polite to him. If not, then bad things might happen...
In the middle of all this there’s a budding romance of two young lovers, it’s so sweet you could almost wish you were there...
Paranormal creatures galore, frightening battles, a land lost in the mists of time, a medieval knight’s tomb, all of these things, and more, is in my new story ROMANOV.
You will never forget these characters ❤

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

So today I realized I'd invented yet a new way to torture myself...

Yeah. So, you may or may not know that I've been running a writing group on Facebook for a few years. I post inspirational "You can do it!" -type quotes, and other things that can help a beginner writer.  Tonight I posted this quote.

"The only thing more tormenting than writing is not writing."
- CYNTHIA OZICK


I've also been writing the synopsis of my new novel, in preparation for querying agents.  I've been going over what I have, rewriting, sending small bits to my editor, rewriting some more, reworking, and generally trying not to kill my novel's chances, before, well, before it's even got a chance.
This has been going on for weeks now.
I haven't been writing my newest story, I've been doing this. Torturing myself.
This is my first time attempting to publish a book this way. Traditional publishing. This is the thing to do if you're in it for the long haul, if you want to be an author as a career, if you want to keep publishing, and be successful and maybe pay the rent and and utility or two.
I think I've let my fear of failure stop me from sending out query letters.
I keep polishing. I think the damn thing's near ready.
Okay. I am going to do this.
No more procrastinating.

Monday, May 4, 2015

I've been working on writing The Query Letter, and yes, I've probably been fretting over it more than usual. I've read up on them, what's good, what's not so good, and also been learning ALL THE THINGS about publishing. I guess what I'm working on most heavily is the summary of my story. It's hard to get it shorter than nearly a page long. So many thing happen! But when I try to write a back-of-the-book blurb, words flow more readily.
My husband Steve is going to give me his feedback. He's published non-fiction books and has read my manuscript and given me ideas, and he's got a good head on his shoulders, so I have high hopes. Wish me luck!

Sunday, May 3, 2015

My imagination has always been wild. When I was in the 2nd grade my teachers would send notes home with my report card, with comments like, "A great imagination" or "Very creative, but not working to potential" which would mean that I had a tendency to stare out the window and draw when I should really have been working at an assignment.
Wild hearts cannot be tamed. Or rather, daydreaming seven year olds cannot be tamed.  Whichever way, I've reached adulthood with my imagination intact and active as ever.
Wandering attention also means I must work hard at getting it all down on paper, instead of daydreaming entire afternoons away.
So, I've written a book and I am going to send queries to agents. I am trying to find an agent to represent my book to a publisher. Wish me luck!
I've read up on publishing and agents and the wonderful business of getting a book from fingertips to bookshelf. I've polished my manuscript, had a professional editor edit it, and it is as good as I can make it. Now's the time to write the query letter. 
*deep breath*