Update to Glitches Happen.

I’m happy to report it only took ten days and some helpful instructions from the good folks at Amazon to get my stellar screw-up fixed. Thank you, publishing gods!!  If you look back to my blog  post on March 20, you’ll see the original error.

Now see how it should look:

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Much better.

Good things come to those who wait, and play nice with Amazon. If you haven’t already gotten your copy while the glitch was still in place, no problem. Click this link: Until She Says Yes to get your copy today. This is the same great book it was when it was known as the book with two names. Enjoy it now, enjoy it always.

Happy reading.

Climb Higher

Since retiring from international banking, I work as a part-time Tour Guide in the beautiful city of San Francisco. Sometimes my job takes me to hotels located at the top of Nob Hill. To get there, I must traverse some of the steepest streets in a city full of hills. Cable Cars and buses can take me there, but sometimes I find I need to walk to get where I’m expected to be on time.

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As the incline increases, the only way to make it to the top is a slow and steady pace with one foot in front of the other. One step at a time. Don’t look back, don’t look up, just keep on going. Sometimes I may need to stop to catch my breath, (I am in my 6th decade!) but to get where I want to be, I know I need to keep going.

Sometimes I feel this way about my writing. Sometimes the going gets steep, but the only way to get where I want to be is to put one foot in front of the other – – – one more day of words on the page – – – one more blog post, one more tweet, one more facebook post to let my readers know I’m here. As I make this climb, I know it’s best not to take too much time looking back. That’s not the direction I want to go. And while I may not yet be able to see the top, I know I need to keep my head down and keep on taking the next step to get me where I want to go.

Enjoy always, T

Three reasons why I’m Not Good at Promotion

I have published 8 books in romance and am working on numbers 9 and 10. By now, you would think I’d be good at promotion. But I’m NOT. In fact, I kinda suck.

Promotion is actually two words – PRO, as in professional or progressive, and MOTION as to move or take action. Progressive Action. Yeah, not so good at either being progressive or taking action.

But I’m a good writer, or at least I think I am, as well as several people who have read my books and seem to agree. But to reach the next level of success I need Several More Readers (aka sales). Let’s be real here people, writers need to sell their books.

So, here are the top 3 reasons why I suck at promotion:

  1. Consistency. To be a good at promotion, the message needs to be consistent. A consistent branded message consistently repeated. My message?

    Timeless Romance with a Touch of Magic.

    Love is the greatest magic of them all.

    How many of you knew that? If only it there were more like you, the ones who knew.

  2. Easy Call To Action. For promotion to be successful, it needs to provide an easy access for the consumer – i.e. reader – to buy my books. This should be done with a single click that take the potential buyer directly to a place where they can buy my book(s), such as this one: Until You Love Me. Go ahead and click that link and see if it works.    Thanks  🙂
  3. Measurable Results. Good promotion should be measurable. This helps the promoter to know what works and what doesn’t and where to spend their advertising budget. Except I have nearly no advertising budget.

Which takes me back to number one about being consistent. And then number two about watching my sales records, which I don’t do nearly as often as I should. I rarely look at my sales data or worry about whether or not I sold XX number of books. Maybe I should, but that seems boring and often depressing.

I’d rather be writing.

Or hanging out with my friends on facebook. (honesty). Which all makes me suck at promotion. But hopefully, I’m still a good writer with entertaining stories to tell.

So IF you’re interested in timeless romance with a touch of magic, please buy and read my books, and I’ll keep writing.

Enjoy always. T

Until You Love Me.

Exciting days are here again. It’s time for another Jules Vanderzeit Gilded Age novel.

November 1st is just around the corner, and with it comes the release of Until You Love Me, the third book in my Jules Vanderzeit series.

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When the story begins, it’s November 11, 1893 during the gilded age of Manhattan. The holidays are fast approaching and Rebecca Wheland Jaffary has no desire to spend them surrounded by people she doesn’t love, or worse, whom she believes don’t love her. James Jaffary, her husband of four months, wants nothing to do with her, or so she thinks, and as far as she’s concerned, the feeling is mutual.

Frustrated, but not defeated, Rebecca schemes to return to her father’s house on Fifth Avenue, but he refuses her sanctuary. Desperate to come up with an alternate plan, she takes off for her father’s summer cottage on Long Island. However, once she arrives, nothing goes as planned, and suddenly, with a single misstep, everything she had thought important no longer matters.

Look for Until You Love Me – on sale November 1 – at major online booksellers.

Enjoy always, T

Who exactly is Jules Vanderzeit?

And what does he have to do with timeless romance?

Jules Vanderzeit is my magic man.

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My historical romance novels set in the gilded age of New York all have Jules Vanderzeit appearing, not as the hero or heroine, but as a sort of mysterious character who shows up to makes life difficult for my H & H, and then somehow, helps them find their own Happily Ever After. I’ve been asked if he’s a wizard, or an angel, or maybe fate, or something else. I’ll go with the ‘something else’ and all of the above . . . for now.

When I first met Jules in Until We Meet Again, the first of my gilded age romances, I fell in love with him right away. While he has a way of pushing people’s buttons, and making them wish they had never met him, he really has a heart of gold, sincerely good intentions, and a devilish sense of humor . . . once you get to know the guy. As the Maestro, he has the ability to send people flipping through time with the flick of his wrist, although usually he has them do something as simple as walk through a door, a door that leads from here to there. And while they often complain about his unexplainable tactics, they still find themselves compelled to take the path he offers.

After all, life is an adventure, let the experience begin.

As a bit of an introduction, for anyone who may not yet be familiar with him, here’s the opening scene from Until We Meet Again when the heroine, Victoria Winters, is forced to deal with this man of mystery.

She couldn’t be more than a few minutes late for their appointment, and yet the Maestro made a show of pulling out his pocket watch the moment Victoria Winters stepped into his office.  Time—and his precious collection of musical artifacts—were the only things Jules Vanderzeit cared about. People were only useful in their ability to function as couriers to retrieve the latest object of his obsession.

“How nice to see you again, Miss Winters. I was beginning to wonder if you would keep our appointment.” The Maestro quickly dispensed with any pretense of pleasant greetings and dove directly into chastising her.

Victoria rolled her eyes with a shake of her head. “Please, Jules, try not to exaggerate. I was only momentarily delayed. I was with my daughter.” She took a seat in one of the low, plush-leather chairs across from Jules, as he sat perched behind his oversized cherry wood desk. Regrettably, it created the perturbing effect that he was looking down on her.

“If you truly valued time, Miss Winters, you wouldn’t be so prone to wasting yours or mine. Someday you may find that a moment of time is all that separates you from that which you desire most.”