COVER REVEAL: KILLER QUEEN by L.H. Cosway (yippppeeee!!!)

I read Painted Faces by L.H. Cosway when it first came out awhile back. Did I suspect a cross-dressing hero could steal my heart as completely as Nicholas did? Not ever. Did he completely wrap my heart around his stiletto? Yes. Yes, he did. I screamed from every rooftop I could find about this unique, gender-bending jewel of a book. It breathed so much fresh air into my personal library. It was a 5+++++ star read for me. The only thing missing? Nicholas’ perspective. So NOW that L.H. Cosway has written KILLER QUEEN, which is from HIS POV? Nirvana. Perfection. I cannot wait to crawl inside that man’s beautiful, painted head! Check out the cover and go cop it RIGHT NOW!!! You will not regret it.

We are pleased to share with you the cover for Killer Queen, the companion novel to Painted Faces by L.H. Cosway, scheduled for release on October 20th. Isn’t it gorgeous?!



Willkommen, Bienvenue, Welcome…

Come inside The Glamour Patch club to see the star of our show, Miss Vivica Blue.

Do you want to read my diary you nosy little devils? Have a glass of champagne (you’ll need it) and get comfortable because you’re in for some crazy shenanigans brought to you straight from the horse’s mouth.

I can be whatever you want me to be: boy, girl, a little bit of both.

If you have a problem with a man in a dress then best be off with you. If males in make-up give you the willies, then I’ll say au revoir and don’t let the door hit you on the way out.

So, who are we left with? Ah, a fine collection of curious souls. I want to tell you a tale of love, because those are the most glorious kind. I want to tell you about real love, a love that transcends labels and gender stereotypes.

The moment I first laid eyes on my Freda I knew that we were kindred. Well okay, I also knew I wanted to get into her pants, but that’s beside the point. My world was a grey place. I was at my lowest ebb. Then she came along and patches of colour began to spring forth. One day the daffodils were yellow and before I knew it, colour was everywhere, lighting up my life.

Love is not about how we appear on the outside, it’s about the soul contained within.

Our story was not a conventional one, but it was ours, and that’s what made it shine.

Killer Queen is a companion novel to L.H. Cosway’s contemporary romance, Painted Faces. It contains scenes that take place before, during and after the original story. It can also be read as a standalone.

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I was immediately happy to be left alone with my most recent object of attraction, and tried to think of a way to endear myself to her. She seemed a little defensive, and I didn’t like it. She was focused intently on stirring a pot of simmering bolognaise, not paying me any notice. Deciding to take the bull by the horns, I walked across the room and stepped up right behind her, taking her by the hips and affectionately resting my head on her shoulder.

Sometimes, forcing physical closeness with women worked for me. Not that kind, I’m not completely depraved. Often though, women liked it when I took them into my arms for a hug or pulled them onto my lap to sit. Unfortunately, Fred’s entire body went ramrod straight the moment I touched her. I instantly regretted the move, but at the same time I didn’t. Her supple hips felt good beneath my palms.

“Smells delicious, Fred,” I told her, brazenly giving her a squeeze. It was ridiculously inappropriate, but I wanted a reaction out of her. Needed one. Still, she barely moved and instead gave me a one word reply, “Yep.”

I leaned closer, allowing my breath to whisper across the back of her neck. She shivered and I think I saw her breath hitch, which made me grow a little hard. “The wine cost twenty Euros, and I got it from the off-licence down the road.”

“Oh, very la di da, Viv. You must be a big spender.”

I grinned, liking how she was subtly taunting me by continuing to call me by a woman’s name. “You like calling me Viv, do you?”

“What can I say, feminine blokes really do it for me.”

Enjoying this interaction, I decided to up the ante a level…or twenty. I spoke low and quick into her ear. “I can do that, if it’s what you’re into. In fact, I can be whatever you want me to be. I don’t think it is, though. I think you’re the kind of woman who likes a man to take the lead.” Then I pulled her hips back into mine. The feel of her soft arse flush against my cock did wonderful things. Wonderful things. I was having visions of throwing her over my shoulder and carrying her into my apartment so that I could have my wicked way with her. Unfortunately, my forwardness was not taken in the manner I had intended. Pulling swiftly out of my hold, she lifted up her stirring spoon and pointed it at me, as though it were a weapon that would keep me at arm’s length.

Okay. Listen here, back the hell up or I’ll knee you in the balls.”



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L.H. Cosway has a BA in English Literature and Greek and Roman Civilisation, and an MA in Postcolonial Literature. She lives in Dublin city. Her inspiration to write comes from music. Her favourite things in life include writing stories, vintage clothing, dark cabaret music, food, musical comedy, and of course, books.

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LOST SOULS Series Excerpt + Amazing Giveaway

I’m so excited about this book and this new author, Eliza Freed, a fresh voice from the 2014 Forever Romance class that I count myself privileged to be part of. There is a cadre of authors whose voices excite me and whose writing intrigues me. Eliza is definitely one of those. Her LOST SOULS series promises to captivate. By now, you should want to know more. Well, I aim to please!  Here’s an excerpt and more about Eliza.
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FORGIVE ME by Eliza Freed (November 4, 2014; Forever Yours E-Book)
At twenty years old, Charlotte O’Brien is suddenly lost and can’t seem to find her way home. In the wake of her parents’ tragic death she replaces a healthy mourning period with an emotionally and sexually intense relationship with Jason Leer, a fellow lost soul and an unlikely lover. She’s a student of diversity, a lover of Manhattan, and about to be a junior at Rutgers University. He’s a steer wrestler, an Oklahoma State cowboy, and the hottest thing Charlotte has ever laid eyes on.
When two lost souls find each other are they still lost?
Charlotte buries herself in Jason. When they’re together it’s everything, but when they’re apart it’s utterly frustrating. Can love survive when distance is measured in more than just miles?
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“To exist in silence as I lay my soul bare”

And so it goes. The days are blurs of Sean, Jenn, and Margo helping me with the administration of my life. There’s a will, a house, cars, belongings. Too much to comprehend. And my nights are Jason Leer.

He comes when the others leave; always here within minutes of loneliness setting in. He saves me from my thoughts and my memories. Two days ago I showed him the key under the turtle rock and now he no longer knocks. Knocking would imply asking permission to come in and he’s already here.

Something’s different about tonight, though. Sean and Michelle brought dinner over and drove Dad’s tractor back to their house. They left an hour ago, later than expected, and he’s still not here. I haven’t slept without him since the funeral and now that he’s absent, the depth to which I need him scares me.

I look in the mirror as I brush my teeth and my face is distraught. I refuse to let myself consider why. Too afraid it has more to do with Jason’s absence than with my parents. That’s impossible, though. Did he say he had something to do tonight? Did he say anything? Do we ever say anything? I thought I understood. Until tonight. Now that he’s not here the last week no longer makes sense.

I button the last button on my favorite nightshirt and climb into bed. It’s enormous and cold without him. The silent darkness allows the memories to seep in. The moonlight invades my room and everything is gray and sad. Why?

Why did you die?

Why aren’t you here?

Where the hell is Jason Leer?

Tears fill my eyes, and I roll onto my stomach and bury my face in my pillow. I can’t be without them. They have to come back. I hear the truck tires on the gravel of my driveway and hurry out of bed. His truck door moans as he closes it and I go to the back door to meet him. I open it just as he’s fitting the key into the lock.

His smile fades as the look on my face registers. He steps to me and wipes the tears from my face, which makes me cry a little more.

“I’m sorry I’m late,” he whispers, so as to not disturb the quiet that’s descended on the house. He smells of cigarettes and dirt. Actual dirt. And I’m so thankful he’s here.

“I was worried.”

“Worried I wasn’t coming?” Jason moves closer to me and I lose my breath as he pins me up against the wall. I nod my head slowly, my eyes never leaving his.

“I came as soon as the rodeo ended.”

“The rodeo.”

“Did you forget the rodeo?”

“No. I know the rodeo is on Saturday.” Jason’s face turns to confusion. “I didn’t know today is Saturday,” I say, and my complete disconnection from the living makes me start to cry again. If my parents were alive, I would know what fucking day it is.

Jason pulls me close to him and kisses the side of my head as he runs his fingers through my hair.

“I need a shower,” he says, but I can’t be concerned with what he needs.

“I need you.”

I lay my soul bare; Jason’s to do with me what he wants because I can’t seem to care about it anymore. He forces me back to the wall and presses his body against mine until I can feel him. Until I can feel something.


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After graduating from Rutgers University and returning to her hometown in rural South Jersey, Eliza Freed discovered her creativity and gift for story telling as a corporate trainer and spent years perfecting her presentation skills and studying diversity. It was during this time she became an avid observer of the characters we meet and the heartaches we endure. Her years of study have taught her laughter is the key to survival, even when it’s completely inappropriate. She currently lives in New Jersey with her family and a misbehaving beagle named Odin. An avid swimmer, if Eliza is not with her family and friends, she’d rather be underwater. While she enjoys many genres, she has always been a sucker for a love story…the more screwed up the better.
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Reading With Friends + $100 Gift Card Giveaway!

So…the thing about writing a cliffhanger, is folks have to read book 1 before book 2 makes any kind of sense. I did not set out with the intention of leaving readers hanging with my debut, WHEN YOU ARE MINE. I just wrote a behemoth novel that we had to split in half. Insta-cliffie!

As the release date for book 2, LOVING YOU ALWAYS, approaches, I wanted to get as many readers caught up as possible. So I’m hosting a read along on Facebook for WHEN YOU ARE MINE September 22 – October 6. It’s gonna be so much fun! In addition to the $100 gift card giveaway, we’ll also have signed paperbacks by Kristen Ashley, Jessica Sorensen, Jill Shalvis and Rochelle Alers up for grabs.

AND daily giveaways, guest author “drive by”s, and great book discussion. I hope you’ll join us! Use the rafflecopter link below to join the group and to automatically enter the giveaway for the gift card!

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Forever is a heartbeat away . . .

Kerris Moreton knows how to make things work. Bounced from foster home to foster home as a kid, she adapted; when opportunity arose, she thrived. Now, about to open her own business and accept a marriage proposal, Kerris is ready to build the life she’s always wanted. The only thing missing? A passionate connection with her would-be fiancé, Cam. Kerris wants to believe that sparks are overrated-until Walsh Bennett lights her up like the Fourth of July.

. . . but what about love?

As one of the East Coast’s most eligible bachelors, Walsh enjoys financial independence, fulfilling work with his family’s nonprofit, and plenty of female attention. But lately he’s been distracted by the one woman he can’t have. Lovely to look at and even sweeter to know, Kerris is the soul mate Walsh never thought he would find. The problem is, his best friend found her first . . .

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Behind The Scenes of THIS IS FALLING – Straight From Ginger Scott

I’m so thrilled to have the awesome Ginger Scott on the blog today sharing the stories behind her latest novel, THIS IS FALLING. Ginger and I have a lot in common. Our passion to help families living with Autism. Our journalism backgrounds. And our love of a good story! Her latest release is one to love! Make sure you check it out!

The Stories Behind The Story – THIS IS FALLING by Ginger Scott

THIS IS FALLING is about first loves, overcoming tragedy, finding courage, forging friendships and…baseball. Okay, so maybe it’s only a little about baseball. But it’s enough about baseball. I’ve been dying to write a story with a baseball thread, because as much as I love the purity of high school football (the backdrop for my debut WAITING ON THE SIDELINES), my veins bleed Rawlings leather and warning track dust. Baseball is just plain romantic. It can’t help itself. It’s one of the hardest games to play, impossible to master, and sexy as hell to watch. And I hope readers fall in love with Nate Preeter, my MR. BASEBALL, as much as I’m in love with the game.


There are a lot of little (and a few big) things that inspired me throughout this story, and I thought it might be fun to share some of those secrets—the story-behind-the-story if you will. So I give you Seven Fun Facts about THIS IS FALLING.


  1. The Preeter brothers were inspired by two brothers from Arizona State University—the Poole brothers. I won’t get too deep into their story, but Keith Poole was one hell of a wide receiver, and his brother Marc was paralyzed from the waist down. I worked at the college paper and knew their story well—often seeing Marc on the sidelines, his brother and best friend making a game-winning catch on the field. Their story is one that’s unbelievably inspiring, and it stuck with me for years. I didn’t know them well, having met Keith a handful of times and quoted him once or twice for an editorial. But they made an impression. The Preeter boys aren’t the Pooles. But they were on my mind.
  2. Nate Preeter isn’t any one person, but rather several sort of mashed together to make a hell-of-a sexy ballplayer. He’s part Sun Devil inspired with a touch of Buster Posey, and I made him from Louisiana because my cousin’s from there, and he won a college world series at LSU (and two MLB ones with the Cardinals and Giants – see if you can guess who he is ;-).
  3. Nate’s a catcher, because catchers are, quite honestly and to steal a line from my book, “the heart and the soul of the team.” Plus, Buster Posey is a catcher, and Buster Posey is the bomb. Have I mentioned I like Buster Posey?
  4. I had ASU’s Packard Stadium in my head when I described the fields at McConnell University.
  5. McConnell is loosely modeled after Oklahoma State University in Stillwater. It’s just smaller—more…elite. But the town is very much Stillwater.
  6. There’s a really great bar in THIS IS FALLING called Sally’s. If you know Stillwater, it’s a little bit of a shout-out to Eskimo Joe’s. I named it Sally’s after my bassett hound.
  7. And number seven…there is one prank—the prank above all pranks—that plays out in THIS IS FALLING. I married a man who actually did that to someone;-)

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Finding Her Niche – Double Golden Heart Finalist Piper Huguley Talks History & Diversity In Romance

I first met Piper Huguley at our local RWA meeting, Georgia Romance Writers. She struck me as sensible and mature. There was an innate dignity to her that I admired. You don’t always know if your first impressions of people will prove accurate, but in Piper’s case, mine did. What I didn’t pick up on, but have since discovered, was her passion for her work; for excellence and a personal authenticity that translates to everything she writes. Her fierce intelligence and commitment to a more diverse publishing landscape are blazing a trail I hope many will follow. I am learning so much from her example, and was honored to have her answer a few questions about her journey writing historical Christian Romance.

Kennedy:    Piper, when I first met you, you were already a Golden Heart finalist. You have since been nominated for another GH. That’s an honor most will never experience once, much less twice. What did you learn both times around?

Piper:   The first time around I learned that there were people who believed in my eclectic projects and I was grateful for that. It gave me hope that readers would be able to look beyond the color of my characters to witness two people fall in love in impossible circumstances.  The second time around, it seemed that people took me a lot more seriously as a writer.  I was very surprised to be nominated the second time because of the very edgy nature of the story.   I only entered it to help fill out the Inspirational Category so that it wouldn’t be cancelled again.  I never thought I would be nominated again with it!

Kennedy:   You have a list of awards and nominations for your writing as long as my arm. Your settings are incredibly rich and the characters so authentic and real to the time. What informs your writing to create such authenticity?
Piper:  Well thank you! I appreciate your kind words, but I honestly feel that these stories have been too long buried. My unofficial tagline is–“If the ancestors hadn’t fallen in love, we wouldn’t be here.”  I’m still working on the tagline, but I do feel that energy of so many who have had to remain silent for too long. Their stories must be told. I try hard to be a worthy conduit of the past.
Kennedy:  After quarter finaling in Amazon’s Breakthrough Novel Award, you decided to self-publish that novel, The  Preacher’s Promise and the prequel, Lawyer’s Luck. What led you to make that decision and how has that experience been?
Piper:  Well, The Preacher’s Promise was really for Harlequin’s Love Inspired Historical Line.  When they decided they didn’t want it, I put it in the Amazon contest to see if I could stir up some talk about it. Harlequin’s word count requirement is smaller than other places, so I couldn’t submit it anywhere else–so I decided to publish it myself.  I’ve had a lot of support and help from many, including you and I appreciate the kindness that many have shown me.
Kennedy:  I know you are serving on a panel this upcoming weekend at the Decatur Book Festival on diversity in publishing. What would you say is the greatest barrier to more diverse choices in publishing?
Piper:  Given my adventures in publishing , I think one of the largest barriers is that the publishing world itself is not diverse.  I appreciate the efforts that people are making in the #weneeddiversebooks campaign, and it’s great to see how some publishing folk are beginning to open their minds more.  I’m hopeful that will make change, but more young people of color need to be encouraged to publishing jobs. It’s hard to see them choosing the publishing field now since everything is changing so fast.
Kennedy:  If you had to recommend 5 romance writers of color to mainstream readers expanding their reading palette, who would they be? Where’s a great place for them to start?
Piper:  Jeannie Lin, Brenda Jackson, Beverly Jenkins, Shobhan Bantwahl, or Ann Christopher.
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1866: Amanda Stewart promised her dying father to use her education to uplift their race and teach newly-freed slaves. When she arrives in Milford, Georgia, blacksmith and town leader Virgil Smithson tells her female teachers aren’t welcome there. But Virgil made his own promise—he told his dying wife that their daughter would learn to read and write.  In Amanda, he meets a woman whose will is as strong as the iron he fashions. These combatants must put aside their personal feelings to learn God has his own plan that comes from the promises they made to their loved ones.


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Never-Before-Published Prologue for WHEN YOU ARE MINE!

So…there is a prologue for WHEN YOU ARE MINE, book 1 in my Bennett series, that ended up on the cutting room floor. I have shared a snippet of it below, but the FULL prologue is only posted here for members of my KENNEDY RYAN BOOKS group on Facebook, where we discuss my books, I share secret stuff that no one else gets, and we have the occasional giveaway. Yeah. It’s fun in there! In the meantime, the teaser below from the prologue is for everyone.

*NOTE:  It is unedited and does have one “head hop”, sharing another character’s point of view mid-scene. I could have fixed it…but it is just for fun and I wanted you to know what that other character was thinking. Am I excused? :-) Thanks!



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Lia Riley Will Have You Hanging Upside Down & On Her Every Word


You know how you meet some people and feel an almost instant connection? Even if it’s only over Twitter? Well, I can’t speak for her, but that’s how I felt about Lia Riley. She was side-splitting in 140 characters, so I figured she’d slay me in a full length novel. And I was right! I’ve just started her Australian-set debut, UPSIDE DOWN, and she’s causing me problems. I have a deadline, gosh darn it! I need to set this book aside, but I can’t! She will split your sides laughing, but she’ll also pulverize your heart with the vulnerability of her characters. The vividity of her language balanced with a real-voice snarkiness keeps the pages on auto-turn. We aren’t our books, but the same authenticity I always sense in Lia is there in her characters, laid to bare in every page. And it connects us. It engages us. We want them not just to find a happily ever after, but to GROW. To THRIVE. To LEARN. When I call her a remarkable, unique voice in New Adult romance, it is not hyperbole. It’s the truth.

I’ve included an excerpt from her debut so you can see for yourself! And an Australian-themed GIVEAWAY! Good googly moogly, I’ve got treats for you!




UPSIDE DOWN by Lia Riley

If You Never Get Lost, You’ll Never Be Found
Natalia Stolfi is saying good-bye to the past-and turning her life upside down with a trip to Australia. Everything is going to plan until she meets a brooding surfer with hypnotic green eyes.Bran Lockhart is having the worst year on record. Yet no amount of disappointment could blind him to the pretty California girl who gets past all his defenses. He’s never wanted anyone the way he wants Talia. But when Bran gets a stark reminder of why he stopped believing in love, he and Talia must decide if what they have is once in a lifetime . . . of if they were meant to live a world apart.
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A half hour later we are suited up, dorked out in snorkels and fins.

I take her hand. “You ready?”

“How cold is the water again?”

“Warmer than the Arctic.”

“That’s not a glowing recommendation.” She squeezes my hand. “Okay, let’s do this, before I change my mind.”

“One, two, three.” She leaps with me and we plunge off the pier. The water is frigid, creating the perfect habitat for the hundreds of marine species surrounding us. The pier’s not deep, only five or six meters, ideal conditions to get up close and personal with the trevally, blue devils, zebra fish, rays, and there—I tap Talia on the shoulder and point.

A weedy sea dragon swims toward us, flitting through the kelp to keep camouflaged. The long orange-red body resembles a seahorse except for the leaflike appendages and short spikes lining its back.

We tread together, paddling only when necessary to maintain our position against the current. Here, in this strange world, time slows, life is diluted to the rhythm of tide and waves. I reach out and take Talia’s hand, wishing for an irrational second to sprout gills and swim with her down to the ocean’s deep, indigo places. Find a mermaid kingdom and hide from the world forever. The sea dragon studies us for a long moment before darting into the shadows.

Talia flicks the snorkel from her mouth. “Oh my God.” Her eyes are almost as wide as her smile. “That was incredible. Mystical almost.”

“Magic.” I stroke closer to her, closing our distance, unable to resist her happy glow. Talia’s hair plasters to her cheeks; she’s enchanting, a sea witch who’s cast a spell on me. Her back hits one of the pilings, and we’re beneath the pier, shielded from the tourists promenading overhead, with dragons lurking beneath our fins. I kiss her hard, openmouthed, and don’t hold back the groan when her tongue flicks over mine, still a little shy.

I drop my hands below her arms to brace her, keep her well above the low sets gently rolling by to crash onshore. She wiggles closer and I silently curse our wet suits keeping us from true skin-to-skin contact. Talia’s bikini is skimpy and black, exactly how I like a girl’s suit. I’d love to pull the string in the back, watch as the top slowly slides off. Since the three-inch neoprene renders that fantasy impossible, I use my mouth to cover every inch of her exposed neck, her high cheekbones, her brow, each of the six freckles dappling the tip of her nose.

“Am I your girlfriend?” Talia sounds offhand, but her eyes tell me she’s dead serious.

“Girlfriend?” The word sends a jolt down my spine. “Well…you’re a girl and a friend.”

“So, no, then?” Her smile vanishes. “I mean, are we seeing each other, seeing other people?”

“Do you want to see other people?”

And if so, who? Tell me so I can beat the shit out of them if they look at you sideways.

“Do you?” Her downturned lips twitch in the corner. She struggles to smile, and to watch that effort makes me feel helpless. I don’t want to expose myself, but fuck if I’ll hurt her.

“Since I’ve seen you, Talia”—I pause, clearing my throat—“it’s been pretty fucking impossible to see anyone else.”

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After studying at the University of Montana-Missoula, LIA RILEY scoured the world armed only with a backpack, overconfidence and a terrible sense of direction. When not torturing heroes (because c’mon, who doesn’t love a good tortured hero?), Lia herds unruly chickens, camps, beach combs, daydreams about as-of-yet unwritten books, wades through a mile-high TBR pile and schemes yet another trip. She and her family live mostly in Northern California.
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An Opposing View: Interview with Cam from WHEN YOU ARE MINE

Hi, everybody! I hope many of you have read my debut WHEN YOU ARE MINE. I have a slightly spoiler-ish treat for you today, so if you haven’t read yet, proceed with caution! It doesn’t give away much, but it does allude to a few things! I get questions all the time about one character in particular, Cameron Mitchell. We never hear his point of view in the book, but one blogger, Ash from Morning Books & Coffee, crawled inside his head and dug around. She found some fascinating answers. I wanted as many readers as possible to hear his side of the story, so she agreed to share with some of the bloggers I love! Thanks to my blogger friends for passing it on to you!



Q&A w/Cam

Ash:                Hey, Cam. How are you doing today?


Cam:             Good, considering. Sorry. Don’t mean to sound pathetic. Just been through a lot lately with…well, with everything that has happened.


Ash:                You have been through a lot lately, and you had a difficult childhood. How do you think it impacted you to become so well educated and so honest and respectful as you got older?


Cam:               Wow. Not many people have called me respectful. I need a second to absorb that one! My childhood was hell. I don’t want to go into all the details, but let’s just say foster care was a big step up for me. Kristeene Bennett and the Walsh Foundation taught me not to use my past as an excuse and taught me to take advantage of every opportunity. My education, painting – everything that is worth anything in my life, I owe to that woman. A lot of people do.


Ashy:              What is the first thing you notice about a woman?


Cam:               I should say the eyes, right? That’s the PC answer. It’s true, I DO notice the eyes because growing up like I did, you learn to read people in an instant. And the eyes are the fastest way to scope a person. But the “player” answer? I’m an ass man!



Ashy:              What was it like when you first saw Kerris? What was going thru your mind?


Cam:               She’s gorgeous, of course. Any guy would notice that first, but there was something about her I just resonated with right away. She and I have very similar pasts, and as beautiful, as sweet as she was, she didn’t let people in. I got that. I’m pretty guarded myself. She wouldn’t even go out with me for months, and we were just friends. Guess that made me feel like the king of the world when she finally did say yes. I thought I was really lucky she didn’t listen to everybody telling her what a player I was. I mean, I was a player, but that was before I met Kerris.


Ashy:              Can you tell us a little about your friendship with Walsh when you were younger before Kerris came along?


Cam:               That son of a…sorry. Walsh and I aren’t exactly on the best terms right now. Probably won’t be again. I didn’t have many people in my life I could trust. Pretty much, just Walsh and his family. I told Walsh things about my childhood that I…that I never thought I would share with anyone. We’ve been like brothers since I was twelve years old. I never thought he would…never suspected he was as low and conniving as he is. I don’t care how many orphans he rescues or all the good he does all over the world, someone who goes for his best friend’s girl is not a good guy. I wouldn’t trust him as far as I could throw him now. That’s all you need to know about what is left of my friendship with that dude.



Ash:                Some haven’t read your story yet, and may not know what I’m talking about when I ask you this next question, so I’ll be careful with how I word it. We all understand how upset you were when you saw for yourself that there really was something between Kerris and Walsh, but some of us had a hard time with your reaction later that night. You remember what I’m talking about? Do you have anything to say about that?


Cam:               You would ask that question. It’s hard for me to address something so sensitive and private. Something that’s supposed to be between just me and Kerris, but I’ll try. I don’t know that it’ll make people understand or like me any more, but at least I’ll get to give my side of the story. I’ll start by saying I know it was a douche move. When I saw…what I saw…trying to stay spoiler-free for folks…something kind of snapped inside me. Kerris and I promised that we would be each other’s only, and she couldn’t have chosen a better way to betray me. I guess in a way I needed to remind myself and to remind her that she was my wife. On some level I knew she wouldn’t refuse me because of how bad she felt about what I saw. Was that right? In hindsight, no, and I still see how that may have caused more damage in our relationship. In the moment, it felt like the only way I could re-establish myself as her husband. Sex is…complicated for me. I won’t use the abuse I experienced as an excuse. It’s not. I’m still figuring out how it has affected me. I kind of thought, in some ways, it hadn’t affected me, but maybe it did. It’s still something I don’t feel comfortable talking about, so don’t bother asking me to elaborate. Let’s just say If I had to do it over, I would handle things differently. But as I’ve learned with so many other mistakes I’ve made, you don’t get do overs. You only get do betters, and that’s what I’m trying to do, starting with the family I want more than anything.



Ashy:              Can you tell me a little bit of where your state of mind is today? Like how are you doing with your marriage and everything that has happened?




Cam:               We’re moving forward. We’ve all lost a lot over the last year. I wish I was the kind of guy who could let bygones be bygones, but I’m not. I feel sick every time I’m in the same room with Walsh, and I’m not sure how we can get past that. Kerris and I…we’re trying. Maybe I had it right when I was a kid. Maybe you can’t trust people. Maybe everyone’s out to hurt you. Maybe you shouldn’t let people in if this is what happens. What’s the point?


Ashy:              Can you tell me where you think you will be in 5 years?


Cam:               In five years, I hope to be on my third or fourth art exhibit. Paris, New York. I want my art in museums all over the world, but I also want it on bridges and the sides of buildings where anybody can see it and be inspired by it. The streets have always been my Louvre. The one thing I want even more than my art? A family. Kerris and me, we’re on the same page about that. We want to put all the shit…can I say shit here? Sorry! Can you bleep that, or whatever? We want to put all the stuff from the last few months behind us and focus on making the kind of family we never had ourselves. We both grew up in hell. My kids won’t have that. If that’s the only thing I have to show for myself in five years, I’d be okay with that.



Etailers for Book 1 found here. Book 2, LOVING YOU ALWAYS, is out October 7! Add to Goodreads!



Kennedy Ryan grew up in North Carolina, but loves living in Atlanta with her husband (tall – check, dark – check – handsome – check), and her handful of a son. Though she knew, like writers often do, that she was supposed to tell stories, the road to fulfillment has been paved with “some of everything” jobs that kept her family eating and living indoors. With her degree in Journalism from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill (Go Tar Heels!), she has focused on writing for non-profit organizations and even doing some non-fiction ghost writing. Only in the last few years did she start telling stories again.

In addition to being a devoted wife and mom, she’s also a passionate advocate for families living with Autism. Her son was diagnosed at the age of two, and she has made it her mission to help as many families as possible find the resources and services they need. 25% of her royalties will go toward her national charitable partner Talk About Curing Autism and Myles-A-Part, her foundation serving Georgia families.







VOTE! Help Me Select the Official Book Trailer for My Debut Novel

Friends! A few weeks ago, I told you I wanted a book trailer for my debut novel WHEN YOU ARE MINE. Some folks pay to have gorgeous trailers made, and some have legions of fans, and land themselves fan-made trailers. I can’t spare much money right now and I don’t have many fans yet! LOL

The lovely ladies of the Schmexy Girl Book Blog have graciously agreed to host a book trailer contest for me. I assumed it would be easy for people other than me to come up with a book trailer from scratch.


It IS hard, but we have two brave contestants who created great trailers for me.

Now…decisions, decisions. This is where YOU come in. Please watch them both and  VOTE HERE for which video should be my official book trailer. I’ll love you long time if you do!

Both ladies will win VISA gift cards for their efforts! We’ll announce the winner next week!







Ginger Scott’s HOW WE DEAL WITH GRAVITY Release!

You only have to follow me for about a day on Twitter or Facebook to know I am passionate about Autism. It is incredibly personal. Many of you know my son was diagnosed when he was two years old, and we have been living with this condition for the last 11 years. I blog about it. I talk on TV and radio about it. I write about it. I want to live a catlytic life. I want to leverage every challenge, opportunity and situation as an impetus; as a spark plug. To incite curiosity, generosity, compassion – something will be different because I chose to live my life the way I have, and I love to surround myself with people like that. Ginger Scott is such a person. Though her child doesn’t have autism, she has learned a lot through family and friends living with the condition. She was moved by what she learned. And then she moved. She climbed, volitionally, into the trenches with our families.

Her book HOW WE DEAL WITH GRAVITY is amazing. I am under deadline and under self-imposed reading probation, so I am reading very little. But I started hers, and it will blow your mind. It is getting fantastic reviews already! In addition to having an impressive story, she is doing an impressive thing for Autism. I’ll let her tell you about it. I’m honored to have her as my guest today on the blog!



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A Little Inside Scoop Behind How We Deal With Gravity

Guest post from author Ginger Scott

Before I start, I have to say what an honor it is to be hosted on Kennedy’s blog. I feel, in many ways, that discovering her was kismet. I’m on Twitter—a lot. More than I probably should be, to be honest. And one day, I came across a ribbon avatar in a stream of tweets I was reading and I just knew. There are ribbons for many causes, but this one was like it was waving a hand at me, however tiny the image was on my phone, and saying, “hey, we have something in common.”

I clicked, followed, messaged and read everything from Kennedy Ryan. She’s a fighter for autism awareness, and her personal story really struck something in my soul. And that’s why I wanted to share this book with her.

How We Deal With Gravity is a love story—and it’s got a heavy dose of steam! But it’s also a story about life with autism. More specifically, what it’s like to be a single parent of a child with autism. This book is precious to me. Yes, of course every book I have written is precious to me, but this one…this one…is different.

My connection to autism is different from Kennedy’s. My son is typical, meaning not on the spectrum. But I have family and several friends who have children on the spectrum. And I am in awe of their strength and resolve. And I wanted to write a story that was a tribute to them; I hope How We Deal With Gravity is just that.

I first came to understand autism as a journalist, writing an in-depth story on the disorder for a major magazine in Arizona. I profiled a family, but what started as an assignment to write something that I knew would be moving and would probably win one of those nifty journalism awards turned into a lifelong passion and a connection to a place here in Arizona that makes a difference in the lives of thousands. I interviewed Denise Resnik, and I met her son Matthew. And while I was amazed at the daily miracles Denise was able to pull of with Matt at home, I was absolutely astonished at the movement she was able to spawn with a small foundation she started in Phoenix called the Southwest Autism Research and Resource Center (SARRC).

This place was a few offices and a library when I first interviewed Denise many years ago. But just being there, experiencing it and talking with those that worked and volunteered there changed me. Since that first story, I have volunteered as a writer for SARRC, and I have watched it grow from a few offices into a building and one of the largest autism organizations in the country. And more than anything, I want to give something to this amazing place. That’s why I am donating my first week of royalties to SARRC. It’s a small start, but I hope to be able to do more in the future.

How We Deal With Gravity is told from two points of view—Avery, a spitfire, single mom to a child with autism; and Mason, the boy who stole her heart in high school and then stomped all over it, leaving her to hate him forever. Mason’s been out of town, trying to make a go of it on the music scene for the last five years. He comes back home a failure and turns to the only person who has ever been able to understand him, Avery’s dad. When Mason and Avery reconnect, they are far from the same people they were in their youth. Avery has learned to battle—every once of her energy devoted to her son, Max. Mason has bottomed out, and he’s starting to doubt every decision he’s ever made. And the more time he spends near Avery, the more he regrets not noticing her sooner.

What unfolds is a story of learning how to love in the face of the impossible and learning how to compromise, even on your dreams. Gravity is also a story of tolerance and understanding of what someone is capable of, despite their differences.

I guess you could say How We Deal With Gravity is big on hope. Hope. It’s an important word to me. It’s one I’ve heard from nearly every parent of a child with autism I’ve ever interviewed, and I’ve learned it’s the fuel that helps people keep on fighting—kind of like love. It just felt right to mix those two together. And I hope readers enjoy the journey.


Mason Street is a musician, my kind of musician. I’m a bit of a sucker for that sexy singer/songwriter type, and when someone can take an old song and make it new—oooph! That really does me in. The music is so integral to Gravity’s story that it’s almost a character of its own. But there are definitely a few songs that found their way to repeat on my playlist, and some that found their way right into the pages of Gravity. You might want to download these for a little read-along music…just sayin’.


  1. Greg Laswell’s version of “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” – I guess you could say Greg sort of inspired a part Mason’s character. His version of Cyndi’s classic is so different, and it tells such a different story. And that’s exactly what Mason does when he sings. (On a side note, Mason is also a little bit Dustin Lynch—I went to a show of his with a few girlfriends while I was writing, and well…Dustin makes quite the impression.)
  2. “Tenderness” by Otis Redding. This is one of my favorite songs—ever! It sort of became Avery’s anthem throughout the story, and it helped inspire her father’s backstory. Ray Abbot is the sort of guy who probably jammed with Otis once, like it was no big deal. While I’m on the subject of Otis, go ahead and throw “I’ve Been Loving You Too Long” on your list, too. It’s a special Mason moment.
  3. “Wild Horses” by the Stones (and every other cover version ever done). This song has the power to give me goosebumps—just like it does with Avery.
  4. Johnny Cash “Folsom Prison Blues” and “God’s Gonna Cut You Down.” How do I put this? Johnny Cash had swagger—and so does Mason Street.
  5. “Strong Enough” by Sheryl Crow, though I encourage you to check out the Haim and Lorde co-cover. It’s gritty and makes it more of an anthem.
  6. The Lumineers “Hey Ho” – nothing much to say. I love this song, and I listen to it—a lot. It was on this playlist tooJ
  7. “Stay” by Rhianna. That song is kind of how I think this story feels.
  8. “Lemon World” by The National. Kind of like the Lumineers, The National tends to find its way onto my playlists. They are haunting, and “Lemon World” is sort of how Mason feels when he first comes home.
  9. “California” by Jamestown Revival. When Mason first comes to town and enters Ray’s bar, there’s a folk-country band playing. Secretly? It’s totally Jamestown Revival.
  10. “Robes of a Prophet” by Decker. This band is homegrown—from Sedona, Arizona. I stumbled across them one day, and ate up every single song they’ve ever recorded. I love them, and I used their song in the trailer for the book because their sound fits so damn well.
  11. “In Your Eyes” by Peter Gabriel. There are a few covers of this that I like, too. But Pete still takes the cake. I’ll admit I was deeply affected by John Cusack’s Lloyd Dobler holding the boom box over his head in Say Anything. I’m human, and that was downright romantic!