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Debut Release by a Fantastic Author!!!

Published November 9, 2013 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

It’s my pleasure to introduce you to Denise Ellyson, a long time friend and critique partner. Denise has finally decided to present her work to the world. And she’s done it through Amazon’s KDP set-up. Escape to Sanctuary is an inspirational romantic suspense that will leave you wanting more from this exceptional storyteller.

And Denise even designed her own cover.

Isn’t her painting gorgeous?!!!

EscapeEscape to Sanctuary is on sale all this week for only 99 cents!  Grab yours before the price goes back up.


Dr. Evangeline Tourmaine, is on the run from a killer. His latest victim is Evie’s stepmother. Evie finds help from Coltan Segar. Coltan, who is an FBI agent, suspects Evie has evidence proving Sheriff Caine is the murderer. Coltan needs to keep Evie safe till the killer can be caught. Not easy to do when the killer is the local Sheriff.


Chapter 1

 “We’re looking for a woman who was seen headed this way, Evangeline Tourmaine. She’s wanted for questioning.”

“I’m sorry, officer, all the women here are known to me and that name is not familiar.”

The rain pelted down in cold, stinging needles. Evie sat pressed up against the wall of the Community Center. She could see them through the church’s stained glass window, could hear their words as the Pastor spoke to the police at the open door.

She needed to hide so they didn’t see her. She couldn’t get caught. If she could just reach the back door and slip in, she could hide in the church basement until the storm passed over, then she could get out of town. The fear and the cold made her teeth chatter. The pain in her shoulder was excruciating. She stumbled for the basement stairs and tried the door. It opened into a dark room. She quietly closed the outer door behind her and moved quickly to the only source of light, coming from the door to the church.

She paused as she heard voices raised in song, singing praises to God. At first, her fevered brain thought it was angels singing, but then logic intruded and she realized the choir was getting ready for Sunday service. She huddled by the door and let the music drive away the fear. They sang “Amazing Grace” and she felt the first real stirrings of hope settle in her heart. God had not forsaken her. She needed to be strong and of good courage. She felt the heat of the fever start to eat away at her physical strength, but in her soul, she felt empowered.

The lyrics had given her a new determination. She left the safety of the church and walked toward the entrance of the shelter. The name Sanctuary glowed in neon blue over the entrance to the parking lot. It was only a couple of buildings down from the church and community center, but in the driving rain, it felt like miles. By the time she made it to the door, she was soaked through and shivering.

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New Author! Debut Release! And it’s Free!

Published June 21, 2013 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

It’s my pleasure to introduce you to Catalina Ferrer and her BulledOverCatparanormal debut release, Bulled Over. I love this cover!

My Review:

Conchita is not your typical Spanish maiden. I loved the way the author portrayed her in this work…a sexy senorita with the balls and the prowess to excel at a male-dominated sport…bullfighting.

And Antonio? His part is that of a superior and extremely handsome matador that Conchita secretly admires. But in his last fight, he becomes the bull.

Conchita swears to avenge the lives of her father and Antonio by killing the bull responsible…Asesino, but she is unaware of who the bull really is now.

This was an interesting read and an honest look at the sport of bullfighting, which I truly enjoyed.



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What happens when in a weird twist of fate–or karma–the bullfighter becomes the bull?

Conchita Peron, a bullfighter still trying to earn respect in a male-dominated profession, vows to kill Asesino, the bull that took her father’s life. But what she doesn’t know–and may not realize in time–is within the bull’s body resides the soul of the man she once and still desires…that of the very handsome and very dead matador Antonio de le Vega.

Will she set aside her thirst for revenge in time to see the heart under the hide?


“Senorita, you really should be resting, not drinking. You need a clear head for tomorrow.” Mateo—once mozo de espada to Antonio, now Conchita’s—gave her what had to be the twentieth warning glance in the last hour.

It was becoming harder and harder to ignore him.

“A few shots of tequila never hurt anyone,” Conchita shot back and punctuated her statement by throwing her head back and downing another small glass of the scorching amber liquid.

“Ah. But a few shots of tequila and a pitcher of beer…” Her assistant wrinkled his nose and shook his head. “Liquid courage may help you now, but it will not help you tomorrow when you are in that arena facing the most feared bull in Mexico.”

Conchita hated that her friend and mozo could see right through her, and she hated even more that he was right. But she’d be damned if she let him know that.

“Just go. I’ll be leaving in a few minutes. The hotel is not far. I don’t need a chaperone.”

The man hesitated, his hands perched on the edge of the bar, his butt half off the seat. “Are you sure? You promise you are leaving soon? It is already ten p.m. You should get a full night’s rest—”

“God!” Conchita interrupted, slamming her empty shot glass on the bar. “Don’t mother me, Mateo. I’ll be fine. I’ve fought more bulls than I can even remember right now. What’s another one?”

“The streets this late at night—”

“Are fine,” Conchita stated with a warning note in her voice. “If I can fight bulls, I can fight men. They are nearly one and the same. Horny fuckers.”

Mateo blinked in surprise and his lips twitched at one corner, but he rose from his seat. “Till tomorrow morning then. Ten a.m.

Conchita felt bad for being so harsh with him. In an industry that showed her very little respect, he had been good to her, had stood by her patiently for three years. She’d never regretted hiring him after Antonio’s death and he didn’t deserve her attitude. She needed to get her head on straight and focus her bad attitude where it belonged: on the bull.

“Yep. Ten. I’m leaving soon. I promise,” she said, then added, “Goodnight, Mateo.”

Buenas noches, Conchita.”

He doffed his baseball cap, nodded one last time, and was gone.

Conchita watched him go, vowed to finish the half mug of beer still in front of her, and then she would leave. She knew better than to overindulge the night before a fight, but she could hold her liquor as well as any man and her nerves were strung tight. No, liquid courage wouldn’t get her far tomorrow, but it would help her sleep tonight.

In the absence of her friend, she became more aware of her surroundings: the tinkle of glasses as the bartenders shuffled, grabbed, and washed them, giggles from women in the corner as they eyed the men playing pool, the sound of balls hitting balls, voices from the men at the other end of the bar.

“I bet you a hundred pesos she loses,” one man said.

“I don’t know. Revenge is a strong motive. He killed her papa and her lover.”

Conchita spewed beer all over the counter in front of her. Her lover? What tabloid had they been reading? Dios!

“Matadoras don’t have lovers. They are all lesbians. They want to be men!” a third man declared drunkenly.

It was a battle not to turn and look at the men having this discussion, but Conchita forced herself to be still. She caught the bartender’s eye as he approached her, a white rag in hand.

The conversation continued, but she feigned disinterest.

“I heard Asesino had to be pulled off a cow, tasered and roped and drugged. His amorousness knows no bounds,” man number two’s voice came again.

His amigos chuckled as though that was the funniest thing they’d ever heard.

Conchita gestured for another pitcher of beer, wanting an excuse to stay and listen to the men’s conversation.

“An amorous bull is a fierce bull!”

“His cock was this long!”

More laughter.

Conchita cast a sidelong glance at the men and her eyes widened at how far the speaker held his palms apart. Did he really think it was that long?

“But you see,” man number one said, leaning forward as though he had a secret, “he is full of testosterone and missing his cow bitches. Now that he’s had a taste of cow cooch, he’ll be dying to get back there, bursting with sexual frustration, and this will make him vicious. He will kill her right away!”

The bartender placed the pitcher in front of her and Conchita quickly poured herself a mug, downing it as quickly as she could as the man’s words roiled with the yeast in her belly.

“Jorge, you saw him today, didn’t you? Didn’t you see the bull?”

Si! Si! I saw him arrive yesterday. He’s in the barn! Massive, fierce, angry! The poor matadora. Let’s hope she’s been practicing.”

Conchita gulped, swallowing more beer as she did so. And she continued to drink and listen, drink and listen, as she clutched the red sachet under her shirt.

“Two hundred pesos says she defeats him.”

Gracias a Dios! At least someone had faith in her.

“No, no,” another man protested. “One hundred pesos says his cock is this big!”

Conchita summoned the bartender for a shot of tequila.

About the Author:

Catalina Ferrer lives in an undisclosed location and prefers to remain mysterious. She loves readers, however, and invites them to like her Facebook page to stay up to date on further releases from her. She promises not to spam you to death.

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It’s FREE for the next three days, June 21st – 23rd.

Q & A with Joanne Stewart!

Published August 4, 2012 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

Today I welcome Joanne Stewart to my blog to help celebrate the release of her new novel, The Playboy’s Baby. Congratulations, Joanne!!!

Joanne and I first met while haunting the Harlequin online forums, asking questions, and learning from the pros of romance. I’m so pleased to be part of her blog tour for this wonderful story. So, sit back, relax, and enjoy getting to know Joanne as I interview her.

First, the bio…

Joanne Stewart

J.M. writes what she likes to call sweet and spicy contemporary romance. She’s a stay-at-home mom by trade, married to her very own hero. They live in the Great Northwest with their two boys and two very spoiled puppies. J.M. has been devouring romances for as long as she can remember. Writing them has become her passion.

Welcome, Joanne!

Hi Lorraine! Thanks for having me!

What first decided you on writing?

A dream, actually. It was all very random. I had a dream one night, and it bugged me for days. I saw a story in that dream and it called to me, demanded to be written down. So one day I did, and this story emerged.

Your books are classified as Contemporary Romance. Everyone needs a little romance in their lives, but I’m curious. What draws you to write this type of story?

Oh, I’m a sucker for a good love story. I’m such a sap. lol I’ve been reading romance since I was a teenager. I don’t even remember how I picked them up, but I’ve been hooked for a while. I love watching two people fall in love. Almost everybody wants to fall in love, it’s what most people search for, sometimes their whole lives. And of course, I’m a believer in fate, that there’s someone out there for everyone. I like watching people find that someone. Reading itself is a fantasy for me. I want to get lost in someone else’s world, and these are my modern-day fantasies.

Where did the idea for The Playboy’s Baby come from?

Ahahaha. I was afraid someone would ask me that. I originally started this book over seven years ago, so I don’t actually remember anymore. But…I was reading a lot of category back then, and I recall this being my twist on the secret baby and the wealthy hero themes.

What comes first, names of H/h, location or plot?

Names first, almost always. I usually get the characters first, so I get at least the first names. Then location. I usually have to drag the plot out by its toenails. lol

Are you a plotter or pantser?

I’m a bit of both. I used to be a pantser all the way. I could set down with a vague idea and a couple of characters and just write. But as my craft grew and I actually learned how to write, I find that I need a few things before I can really dig into a book. I need to know my characters a bit. Who they are, names, a bit of background, at least some of their GMC, and what my premise is. Then I let the characters take me. I don’t actually formally plot. It’s more ideas in my head. I don’t write anything down. So over time, the idea usually evolves.

When do you find the time to write? What is your typical writing day/night?

I’m a housewife, so I don’t work outside the home. So I have all day to write. Typical day starts at 6am, when the dogs get me up and demand breakfast. Then it’s coffee and checking email. Writing is whenever the mood strikes me, off and on in between housework. I stop for lunch.

Do you ever have trouble getting into the ‘writing zone’?

All the time. Happens a lot lately, actually. I find that I have to be in the mood sometimes and I’m one of those writers that if I force it, all I’ll get out of myself is pure crap. I tend to psyche myself out a lot. I worry about everything and it sucks up my creativity. So these days, I’m trying to get back to basics. Trusting myself and remembering that I love doing this. It’s hard sometimes when I get caught up in trying to write the next bestseller.

My characters ‘speak’ to me as I write their story. Do yours?

Yes. They keep me up at all hours of the night, won’t let me sleep, and they shove me aside and take over my novels. “No no no, we’re doing it this way.” And if I don’t do it right, they stop speaking to me. And that’s a bad thing because then they pout. Or throw a fit. Either way, I get no sleep until I meet their demands. 😉

If you had to describe yourself, what three words best suit you? 🙂

Oh this is hard. Empathetic, soft-hearted, family-oriented. Wait, that’s four words. lol Not when they’re hyphenated. You’re safe! 🙂

If someone else described you, what three words would they use? *evil grin*

Oh now this one depends on who you ask. 😉

Strangers or people who don’t know me well… Quiet, nice, mysterious

My husband or people who know me well?  goofy, emotional (not always a good thing), big-hearted

Do you think you’ll try your hand at different genres in the future? If so, which ones?

I would love to write a paranormal. I have an idea and a scene I’ve written down, but I don’t really have a paranormal brain. Most paranormals are shifters and vampires. IOW, alternate reality stuff, and I’m all about realism. I prefer my fantasies to be something that could actually happen. So, I don’t have a plot for it yet. But I’d love to write one.

What pearls of wisdom would you like to impart to aspiring writers?

Write from the heart. Learn your craft, of course. Work to strengthen it and make it the best you can be. But write from the heart. Someone’s going to kill me for saying this, but I say forget trends, forget shoulds and shouldn’ts. Write a story from the heart and it’ll find its place in a reader’s heart.

And I say this because I can get caught up trying to write what I think people want, rather than doing what’s right for my characters and the story. It gets me stuck sometimes, because I can’t write according to a trend. I have my own style and I know it. So I find freedom is simply telling my story, my way, then trusting that somewhere out there is someone who wants to read it. So that would be my advice to others. Be you and write from the heart, from your heart. I think it transfers onto paper. You can tell a book that came from someone’s heart as opposed to one written for a trend. The ones that touch the heart are the ones people talk about, that people pass on to their friends. At least, I do anyway.


Author? Diana Gabaldon.

Book? Outlander

Car? The “bumble bee” car from the Transformers movie. I had to look that one up. It’s a Camaro. In orange. 😉

Color? I have two—blue and lavender

Desktop or Laptop? laptop

Dessert? brownies, but really, anything chocolately, gooey, and cakey. So cookies are up there, too. lol

Holiday? Halloween. Makes me feel like a kid. I miss it now that my own aren’t into it anymore.

Movie? Oh geez, this one’s hard. The Green Mile, City of Angels, Grease (both of them).

Vacation Spot? the beach. Give me some soft, warm sand, a bit of sun (okay, I live in Seattle—give me a lot of sun! lol), and the ocean.


The Playboy’s Baby  recently released through Etopia Press.

I love the cover!

Thanks! Me, too!

What prompted you to write this story? How long did it take?

It took roughly three months, but it did get revised along its journey to being published.

What prompted me to write it? Honestly? I haven’t the foggiest. lol As I mentioned, I started this book years ago, so I don’t actually remember where the idea came from or even when the characters came to me. I’ve been wracking my brain and coming up blank. lol But…I wrote about the first three chapters way back then and hit a speed bump. Some personal stuff cropped up and I hit a road block in my writing. A major case of writer’s block. Couldn’t write to save my life, so those first three chapters were all I was able to pull out of myself.

When I finally picked up the “pen” again, this was the first story I completed. What prompted me to finish it was the need to complete it. The characters were calling to me. I hate the thought of them not getting their HEA. I couldn’t just leave them hanging. 😉  

What characteristics/personality traits make your hero and heroine memorable?

My heroine, Emma, is the type of woman who puts herself last. She puts her family first and always has. She’s lived her entire life doing everything for everyone else. Helped raise her sister when her mother was sick, then gained custody of her sister when their mother died. At the start of the story, her sister has died, and she’s left in charge of her niece.

Dillon. He was fun to write. He’s a big guy, but he’s a big teddy bear. He has a big heart, and he’s a bit of spoiled brat. He’s wealthy and he likes it that way, but he made his own money. He thinks someone needs to take care of Emma and he’s determined to be the man to do it. He has a reputation as a playboy he admits he earned, but he’s grown up and trying to change his image. When he finds out he has a daughter, he doesn’t deny it or try to get out of it. He steps up to the plate. I think he’s the kind of guy girls want to rely on, lean on.

Can you share the blurb?

They can’t forget the past, but is it enough to create a future?

When an accident leaves her guardian to her six-month-old niece, Emma Stanton must return to her small hometown of Hastings, Montana to find the one man she’s spent the last eight years trying to forget. She and Dillon had grown up together–he was her sister’s best friend. But that hadn’t stopped him from sharing a kiss with Emma that had followed her through the years. Now, not only must she break the news of her sister’s tragic death to Dillon, but she must risk the only family she has left and tell him he’s the baby’s father.

Wealthy nightclub owner Dillon James has been used for his name and money one too many times, so when he comes face-to-face with Emma Stanton and her gorgeous lips, he’s determined to keep things light. All he wants is to be the father his daughter needs, to make up for not being there for her and her mother. But spending time with Emma, as she shows him the ropes of caring for his daughter, is wearing down his defenses. Perhaps it’s time he took a chance on love.

If only he can convince Emma to take a chance on him…


When his hands shifted down, reaching for the button of her slacks, an awful memory flashed like lightning in her mind’s eye. In the span of a heartbeat, she was back in that darkened car, her arms pinned above her head, helpless while her attacker tried to pull off her pants.

Shaking, acid rose up the back of her throat. She caught Dillon’s wrists and wrenched her mouth from his, fighting a near-overwhelming urge to shove away from him altogether and run like hell. This was Dillon. He’d never hurt her. Knowing that, didn’t stop the panic from seizing her chest in a vice grip that refused to let go.

“Not so fast.” She sucked in a deep breath. Her breathless voice trembled. “Please.”

Dillon’s hands paused and he pulled back, confusion and concern puckering his brow. “You okay?”

She shook her head, her voice already starting to wobble. “I had a bad experience once.” She felt like a fool, a child, but prayed he’d understand. Fear stuck in her chest, refused to let her breathe, and she couldn’t stop shaking.

He studied her, his dark eyes moving over her face, and then his jaw tightened. “Somebody hurt you once.”

When she nodded, embarrassment heated her face.

Regret and torment filled his eyes and he stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers. “God, I hate that thought. Do you want to stop?”

“No. No. I want this. I want you.” She wanted fear to stop dictating her life, to experience passion. She wanted it with him. “I trust you. I feel safe with you. I just…I need to go slow.”

Understanding dawned in his eyes. His expression softened. “I’m going too fast and it scares you.”

She hated admitting it. Hated it still had that effect on her, but nodded nonetheless. “I’m nervous.”

“Come on.” He took her hand, pulling her behind him into the living room. Once there, he took a seat on the sofa and patted his lap. “Sit with me.”

She climbed onto his lap, sitting sideways on his knees, and he wrapped his arms loosely around her waist. His arousal pressed into her bottom, hard against his zipper, but he didn’t otherwise move, didn’t demand anything more. Rather, he stared into her eyes, for so deep and so long she lost herself in the infinite depths.

Finally, he lifted a hand and cupped her cheek. “You’re in control of this. When you’re comfortable with me again and you want more, you let me know. If you don’t…” He shrugged a shoulder. “We’ll just sit here and I’ll get to hold you for a while. Okay?”

Sounds good, Joanne! Where can you be found?



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In the near future, it’ll also be coming out in Sony and on Kobo books, but right now, these are the only ones I have. I’ll update my website as the links come available.

Joanne is graciously giving away a copy of her new release. Winners will be announced on August 10th. All you have to do is leave a comment and include your email addy for a chance to win. And, in case you missed one, here are the links for the blog tour. The more you comment on, the better your chances of winning. Best of luck! 🙂

This is my first blog tour, so I kept it small. There are four copies up for grabs!

Aug 6th—Empi Baryeh–

Aug 7th –Tara Chevrestt —

Aug 8th –Ju Dimello —

Spotlight on Ju Dimello!!!

Published April 10, 2012 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

Please welcome my friend and critique partner, Ju Dimello, as we celebrate the release of her debut novel.

I met Ju online a few years ago and we’ve developed a firm friendship as well as a great working relationship, critiqing each other’s work.  I’m so glad to have met her. She’s there when I need a sounding board and quick to send a virtual kick my way when I’m slacking. LOL


What would we do without the internet? It’s become a huge part of our lives and I’ve met so many wonderful people–Ju being one of them…



Ju, welcome to my blog!

Thanks for hosting me, Lorraine!

Love having you!!!

So, your books are classified in several genres…Paranormal, Shifters/Vampires, and Erotic. Why are you drawn to this type of story?

One word: “Escapism”. Since I know that in reality a vampire cannot breathe down my neck for realz or a wolf shifter is not there to howl at the moon, I prefer giving them free rein in the pages of a book. Where I can keep them a bit…er…tamed, you know?  

If you had to descrbe yourself, what three words best suit you? 🙂

Shy, loyal, straightforward

If someone else described you, what three words would they use? *evil grin*

Frank, chatty and funny. (Their words, not mine! And I think funny is an euphimism to weird 😉 )


Author? Only one? Not Fair at all..  Unless you want some 100 or so names here, I’ll pass 😉

Book? The Almighty, Irving Wallace

Car? Porsche

Color? Black and white (Those aren’t colors!)

Desktop or Laptop? I’d prefer a desktop, but have a laptop

Dessert? Chocolate dipped strawberries. Oh??? How about cake?

Holiday? Ones that occur in the middle of a week :p

Movie? Jumanji (One of my favs too!)

Pen or Pencil? Pen

Penis size? Oops! Pass 😉

Shopping or Baking? Both?

Do you think you’ll try your hand at different genres in the future? If so, which ones?

You mean I need to write something other than a contemporary fantasy world with fairies, demons, vampires or shifters running amok? Maybe I’ll include a time machine or two into it and have Kindles take over the world. 🙂 

What pearls of wisdom would you like to impart to aspiring writers?

I think “pearls of wisdom” are overrated in the era of the Internet. There’s almost an information overload for anyone wanting to get published. Know the rules before breaking them. Having friends (online or in person) will make the journey fun. Only thing is, like with any other profession, allot some time for research and learning in addition to writing.

Fiery Icicle  is your debut release from Ellora’s Cave. I love the cover! Does it have special meaning to the book?

I think the very fact it is the first book to get published among the stories I’ve written so far itself makes it very, very special to me 🙂 And let me tell you, I wrote this menage in a time when I was still a green writer learning the tropes and since then, I haven’t written any menage. Go figure! 🙂 LOL. I think this book was my hardest to write, followed by so many rounds of edits that it feels these characters are almost like a part of my life 😉 Now, don’t tell my husband that…! And the cover…wow… The lovely cover artist Fiona Jayde captured the mood and the colors so perfectly that to say I’m pleased is an understatement.

Can you share the blurb?

Madeline is hoping the lust she shares with half-fae Zach will soon turn into something more permanent. Until Nathanial comes along, claiming to be her appointed guardian, only to strip her veneer of civility with blatant sexuality. In a race against time across the snow-covered mountains ofSwitzerlandto join Zach, they face not only a threat to their lives, but also a dangerous whirlpool of forbidden emotions.

Zach Sinclair considers himself the luckiest fae to have Madeline in his life. They scorch the sheets when they’re together, but when she comes to him with the scent of Nathanial stamped all over, all bets are off. And when Madeline finds out about the unique bond Zach and Nathanial share, it may drive her away from them forever.


I thought I’d share a short excerpt here, while a longer one can be enjoyed at :

Zach watched her through narrowed eyes. She wasn’t sure if she should persuade him to share his concern with her or leave him to his musings. Her stomach cramped and her palms tingled with the ebb and flow of magic from his aura. He was obviously worried and his tension seeped into her shields, making her jittery.

As if realizing the effect he had on her, he gathered her close, absorbing her turmoil. “I’m a total ass.”

His statement broke some of her pent up mix of emotions. Drawing strength from his embrace, she let go of the day’s tensions. The constant throbbing between her eyebrows eased with each passing second. Calmness settled over her in a warm blanket. She nodded her assent into the crook of his arm and voiced it too. “No doubt about it.”

His tone came out smug, laced with humor. “And you still love me.”

She wrenched away from his grasp, shooting what she hoped were daggers with her eyes. “I love chocolate too and that leaves me with a far more satisfying aftertaste.”

Where to next on your blog tour?

The entire details of my blog tour and ways to win a copy of Fiery Icicle are found here:

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Purchase Links:

I have one copy of Fiery Icicle to giveaway during the blog tour and every comment during this week will count towards it. Comment at each stop for more chances to win. I’ll pick a winner around the 15th of April and contact them! Don’t forget to leave your email id.

Spotlight on Paul Rega

Published March 8, 2012 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

Please give a huge welcome to a man who has published a book that will help many obtain gainful employment.

Paul Rega is president of a retained executive search firm and a professional recruiter with over twenty-seven years of job hunting and career planning experience. His provocative new book, “How To Find A Job: When There Are No Jobs” strikes a nerve with millions of displaced workers and goes well beyond the principles of job hunting. Paul introduces a revolutionary concept in career management and personal development called “Intuitive Personal Assessment.” He takes his readers on a powerful journey as he tells a gripping story about his own career and the challenges faced as an executive recruiter, often fraught with personal tragedy. This is a must read for anyone who is looking for a new job or wants to change careers in the worst economy since the Great Depression.

The author shares his vast knowledge of career planning and the inner workings of the job search process, citing hundreds of proven and effective job search techniques. He explains how to market your background to a targeted audience, interviewing skills and techniques, network building strategies, how to utilize personal and business contacts, effective use of social media, including LinkedIn, Facebook and Twitter, insider tips on working with headhunters, salary and benefits negotiation, how to write a resume, cover and follow-up letters, how to start and succeed in your own business and much more.

In a message to his readers, Paul believes that despite the many challenges faced by those suffering as a result of the weak job market, change in one’s life can be positive. He explains that, “Change throughout your life is inevitable, and as your life changes so often does your career.” His book is an effective guide that will provide you with the necessary tools, skills and inside knowledge from a professional recruiter to help you navigate through difficult economic times and find a new job or change careers.


There Are No Jobs, 2012 Edition: A Necessary Job Search Book & Career Planning Guide For Surviving And Prospering In Today’s Hyper Competitive Job Market

One More Week! Got Your NaNo Project Ready?

Published October 24, 2011 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

I confess!

I really don’t spend a lot of time setting up for NaNo. A pantser all the way, I’m happy to have names, location and the bare bones of an idea or plot when I start writing.

This year, I did manage to put a few words together in a ‘mini synopsis’ for my NaNo site profile. You can read about it Here. I’d also welcome a couple of buddies to share angst and such during the month. 🙂

Right now, I’m busy finishing up Books 2 and 3 of my Thunder Creek series. Can’t write Book 4 until I finish these. Have to know what happens, right? LOL

Zakia and the Cowboy is still a Bestseller at ARE, Bookstrand and Evernight.

His Christmas Wish is doing amazingly well on Amazon.

As a writer, I have to write, but it’s so nice to know that people are receiving enjoyment from my words. Thank you all for your support!

New Release!

Published October 13, 2011 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

His Christmas Wish is now on sale at Amazon! This novella is a sweet romance featuring a second chance at love. Only 99 cents.


Fatima Leone is out searching for the perfect Christmas Tree when her car skids off the road. When she wakes up, virtually in her ex-boyfriend’s arms, she has to wonder if fate is playing tricks on her.

All Colin Reyes wants for Christmas is to be left alone, but whenFatima reappears in his life, he finds himself rethinking his Christmas wish.

In other news… Zakia and the Cowboy is still a Featured Title at All Romance Books and in the top 50 for Mystery/Suspense; top 100 for Cowboy/Western. I couldn’t be more pleased. Thank you to all my fans. You’re the ones that made this happen and I so hope you enjoy the read.

And to anyone with Zakia and the Cowboy on their wish list, it is now 15% off at Evernight. A great time to get your copy!

Watch for Mistletoe and Mr. Hoe, coming to Amazon in November.