July 2012 - C. S. Dorsey
"And it shall come to pass afterward that I will pour out My spirit on all flesh; Your sons and your daughters shall prophesy. Your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions." Joel 2:28

Monday, July 30, 2012

~Guest Post~ The Wire by Natascha Scrivener

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THE FUTURE.

On the night of the power collapse that left Old Town in darkness, Reason Goodwin’s father returned from a day’s work at GAME-corp. with their latest creation, the Dream Theatre– a games machine to eclipse all others – a games machine that would bring dreams to life.

But the power surge severs the link between the dream state and reality, and Reason’s father returns to reality changed. He mutters of a world captured by GAME-corp. called Albia, and of game players from Earth unknowingly crossing between the two worlds via The Wire, their avatars playing out their fantasies and destroying Albia.

Now people are dying as Albia fights back, and it is Reason’s mission to save her father, Albia, and the very future of Earth itself.


I am please to have Natascha Scrivener stop by and do a interview with me today.





What inspired you to write your book?

The Wire started out as a 500 word piece of flash fiction which I wrote for a story competition that my mum found advertised in the local library. I sent it off and never heard anything back! So that was what sparked the initial idea for it. The theme we had to work to was 'WIRE', hence the name.

I suppose some of the inspiration for the actual book also comes from being in the same room when my husband is playing Playstation 3 games, it's hard not to get drawn into the stories of some of them.

Do you have a specific writing style?

Probably. Although I'm not sure I could describe it? I do like to invoke as many of the senses as possible in my writing. I've never written in this genre before so my writing style could be completely different from when I write poetry or other works of fiction, but I would say as a general rule you would probably be able to guess that I'd written a piece of work (and you'd read something I'd written before) if it had no name on. I would like to think so anyway!

If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book? 

I wouldn't dare! I would probably end up doing another re-write...

Do you recall how your interest in writing originated? 

I've been writing since I was a child, and my Mum writes too. I remember when I went away for a week in primary school on a trip she sent me a letter every day with a new story in it about my cat, Squirrel. I think her encouragement to be creative was what originally inspired me to start writing.

Can you share a little of your current work with us?

I can share my blurb! Until Saturday 21st everything else is top secret... THE FUTURE.

On the night of the power collapse that left Old Town in darkness, Reason Goodwin’s father returned from a day’s work at GAME-corp. with their latest creation, the Dream Theatre– a games machine to eclipse all others – a games machine that would bring dreams to life.

But the power surge severs the link between the dream state and reality, and Reason’s father returns to reality changed. He mutters of a world captured by GAME-corp. called Albia, and of game players from Earth unknowingly crossing between the two worlds via The Wire, their avatars playing out their fantasies and destroying Albia.

Now people are dying as Albia fights back, and it is Reason’s mission to save her father, Albia, and the very future of Earth itself.

Who is your favorite author and what is it that really strikes you about their work?

I have many! To pick one would be impossible. But my favourites would have to be Virginia Woolf, Joanne Harris and Peter Hedges. They all write exceedingly well about people, they study them and bring them to life in a way no other authors do. I'd thoroughly recommend reading 'Mrs Dalloway', 'What's Eating Gilbert Grape' or 'Chocolat'.

Who designed the covers?

I did, with my pregnancy hormones at the moment it's not fair to put that on some poor unsuspecting artist!

What was the hardest part of writing your book?

Finding the time to write it (I have a 1 year old and a baby on the way) other than that the writing process was surprisingly easy and uneventful for a genre that I've never written in before!

Do you have any advice for other writers?

Join Twitter! Seriously, if you're like me and hardly anyone you know in 'real life' 'gets' what you do or why you do it, then join Twitter. There are so many writers on there and it's brilliant for networking.

Where to find Natascha:

Website: www.nataschascrivener.webs.com
Twitter: @Someofherparts
Blog: www.http://nataschascrivenerauthor.blogspot.co.uk/
Facebook Page:http://www.facebook.com/thewiresearchingforreason The Smasbook page will be up on Saturday 21st!

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

~Guest Post~ The Carny by Brooke Moss
Author Brooke Moss stop by to take over my blog for the day. Please help me in welcoming her!!


Why Contemporary? 
By Brooke Moss

    Hi, and thanks for hosting me on the CS Dorsey blog today! I’m so excited to be here, and to tell your readers about my latest release, The Carny.

    As an author, I get asked—often—why I write contemporary romance. I suppose it’s because when you are writing a book about people and places that don’t really exist, it’s okay to create worlds, powers, creatures, and scenarios that couldn’t really happen in the world we live in. It is tempting to give my characters a dose of paranormal here and there, and believe me, I’m tempted. But I also enjoy writing about the typical world of contemporary romance.

    There is a running theme with humans. Love. The love of a parent to a child, love between adults, love between siblings or best friends, love of a pet…there are all sorts of different kinds of love. But when I write contemporary romance, I get to explore my favorite kind of love: the love between a man and a woman.

    Look around you. Your neighbors, your grocer, your kid’s teacher, and your own best friend…everyone has had love in their life before. Whether it is realized, or indulged in from afar, every person feels love at some point in their life. And that’s what contemporary romance celebrates. Love between two people that can really exist…whether it’s on the pages, or happening right next door. Contemporary romance could happen anywhere. No magic, no fairies, no dragons…just two people who love each other, and are fumbling their way through life like the rest of us. That’s the kind of love I enjoy exploring in my contemporary romances.

    Want to know about my latest release, The Carny? This is what it is all about…

    “At a town fair on the coast of Oregon, handsome Native American carny, Vincent Youngblood, bestows an unforgettable kiss on shy, awkward teenager, Charlotte Davenport. Then he disappears without another word, leaving her baffled and enamored. Ten years later, Charlotte is still living in the small fishing town of Astoria, while being trained to--reluctantly--take over for her philandering hotelier father when he retires. After all, who else will do it? Her two perfect sisters are busy being married to their flawless husbands and having cookie cutter children, while Charlotte remains single, childless, and every bit as mousy as she was a decade ago. As Charlotte struggles to climb out from underneath her judgmental parents thumb, the carnival rolls back into town, and Charlotte finds herself face to face with Vin again. He's back to run his father's carnival, walking away from a promising career in medicine he started in Chicago. Will her biased and judgmental family accept her relationship with a man who is not only a Native American, but works as a carny for a living? And what unsavory secrets bind the well-educated and seemingly superlative Vin to that ramshackle carnival?

    After all, you can’t judge a carny by its cover.” Again, thanks for having me on the blog today. If your readers would like to grab a copy of The Carny, here is where they can get it: www.inkspellpublishing.com. And here’s a little more about me:

    “Brooke Moss is the name, contemporary romance, fantasy YA, and women's fiction are the game. Brooke writes complex, character-driven stories about kismet, reunited lovers, first love, and the kind of romance that we should all have the chance at finding. She prefers her stories laced with some humor just for fun, and enough drama to keep her readers flipping the pages, and begging for more!When Brooke isn't spinning tales, she spends her time drawing/cartooning, reading, watching movies then comparing them to books, and, of course, wrangling four kids, one hubby she lovingly refers to as her "nerd", and attempting to conquer the Mount Everest of laundry that is the bane of her existence.” Find Brooke elsewhere on the web here: www.brookemoss.com

Saturday, July 14, 2012

~Bloody Rose~ Now Available!




Sometimes beauty can be dangerous. At least that's what Rose found when she realized her looks brought nothing but hate from the women in Poison Berry. On the other hand, she attracted the attention of the town's men. Jealousy arose in four young girls - Catlain, Josie, Gabby and Marcy. They envied Rose so much that they were willing to do anything to get rid of her. But, sometimes beauty can be deadly. (Novella)


I am really happy to be releasing this book. I started it last year around the time I was editing The Unsacred Gift. I hope everyone enjoy it. I had fun writing it :)

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

~Guest Post~ Wings of Hope by Hillary Peak




Title: Wings of Hope

Author: Hillary Peak

Genre: Literary Fiction

The letter said he was dying, that’s all Jules Weinstein knows when she leaves her life in San Francisco and moves to New York City to be with her father. She goes for the remarkable opportunity to really know her father. She never dreamed he had liberated a concentration camp, dealt cards to Bugsy Siegel or saved the life of a Black Panther. Wings of Hope is a road trip through the memories of a man making peace with his life. Little does she know that by getting to know her father, she will find herself. While her father struggles with whether his life was meaningful, Jules discovers that her father’s last gift to her is the ability to reach for her dreams. Her journey teacher her that “the goodbye” is sometimes the most heartbreakingly beautiful part of life.




Hillary Peak is a recovering idealist. She became a lawyer to change the world and is still somewhat shocked that didn't occur. Now, her goal is to retire from practicing law and write novels that people love. She is currently a practicing attorney in the District of Columbia. She lives with her family in Alexandria, VA.



Excerpt

  Gingerly, without spilling my tea or setting it down, I reached over and pulled the envelope from the stack. I tried to open it without letting go of my tea, but that proved impossible. Setting the tea down, I ran my finger along the edge and pulled out the letter within.

  Daughter,

  I’ve had some bad news--it seems I have an inoperable brain tumor. I’ve been seeing six specialists. They all had the same thing to say, “You’re dying.” So, it seems I’m dying. They are saying I have three months to live.

  This is hard for me to ask, but I would like you to come and stay with me to the end. There are things I’ve always wanted to tell, but never got around to it. Seems if I don’t do it now, I’m never going to have the chance. I’ve spent a lifetime trying to make my mark on the world, but as I look back now, I missed out on you.

  I know it is a lot to ask, but please, come.

  Love, Dad

  My hands began to tremble; my chest tightened. Dying? That couldn’t be right.


Links:

Website: www.hillaryepeak.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/HillaryEPeak
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Hillary-Peak/229967317054462
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Monday, July 9, 2012

~~~On Tour With...Promotional Book Tours~~~

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July 9 – Review Mommy Reads too Much
July 10- Review My Crafty Life
July 11 – Review – ReadingDiva’s Blog
July 12 excerpt – Sweeping The USA
Review – Couponing with Boys
July 13 Interview – Ereading on the Cheap

July 16 Review – The Shopping Duck
July 17- Review Inspirations by Simone
July 18- review The Deals and More
July 19-Review Niki’s book Corner
July 20- Guest Post- Insights by April

Sunday, July 8, 2012

~Guest Post~ Back to You by Natalie-Nicole Bates


Author Natalie-Nicole Bates has stopped by with a excerpt of her book. Please help me welcome her.


Title: Back To You

Author: Natalie-Nicole Bates

Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance

On the surface, LynseyReznor seems to have it all. She is beautiful, brilliant, and a successful true-crime writer who has been living the past decade in Miami. But what Lynsey lacks is what she needs the most—a family.

After the death of her mother, and yet another failed relationship, Lynsey makes an impulsive decision to return to her hometown of Unity. But Unity will present its own bittersweet memories, most notably, her first love, Nick Lincoln.

Twenty years ago, Nick broke teenager Lynsey’s heart when he decided to marry another. He had his own private reasons—reasons he never explained to Lynsey. Now she is back, along with a chance to reclaim her love. But Lynsey wants answers from him that he may never be able to give out of duty and guilt.


Author Bio

Natalie-Nicole Bates is a book reviewer and author.

Her passions in life include books and hockey along with Victorian and Edwardian era photography and antique poison bottles. Natalie contributes her uncharacteristic love of hockey to being born in Russia.

She currently resides in the UK where she is working on her next book and adding to her collection of 19th century post-mortem photos.


Book Excerpt

When he heard her, he came to her, took her into his arms, and kissed her. It was a comfort that he wasn’t regretting their lovemaking. She didn’t think she could handle being rejected by him twice in her lifetime.

“Do you have to leave soon?” she asked.

“I’m sorry. I don’t want to, but I have to.” He went to the stove and prepared her a cup of coffee. “I think we should start planning our wedding. We could be married at Christmas.”

She was taken aback. Is this his proposal? This was supposed to be so romantic and memorable, not talk about planning a Christmas wedding while he stirred a cup of coffee.

“Do you even want to get married?” She took the coffee mug he offered. “I mean, it wasn’t that long ago that you told me you weren’t sure you ever wanted to be married again. You said you didn’t see fatherhood in your future, and Nick, I want a baby…more than one. I grew up as an only child and I was so alone. I don’t want my child to have to experience that.”

“Well, I didn’t use a condom last night. You could be pregnant right now,” was his reply.

Heaviness descended upon her heart. This was so not how she wanted this morning to be, and certainly not the marriage proposal she had dreamed of. “I’m on the Pill—I won’t get pregnant if that’s all you’re worried about.”

“I’m sorry, that’s not the only reason we should get married.”

“Then why?” she asked suspiciously.

He let out an exaggerated sigh. “Lynsey, I don’t have time to get into this with you right now. What do you want me to say in the five minutes I have before I leave for work?”

She couldn’t believe his glib attitude. “How about saying something to me like…‘I love you, Lynsey, and I made a tremendous mistake by not marrying you twenty years ago?’ That would take you less than thirty seconds to say, and you could have easily gotten to your precious job on time.”

Suddenly his jaw set and his eyes narrowed. “I didn’t make a mistake by not marrying you twenty years ago! I let you go to become a success in life—and you did. I can’t regret that!”

“So, what I thought all these years was correct. I was nothing to you but a quick and easy way to shed your virginity.” Just saying the words was devastating.

“That’s not it at all,” he vehemently insisted. “You were always so intelligent. I mean, you were a sixteen-year-old senior in high school! Just how many grades did you skip over, anyway?”

“Two,” she answered in a low voice.

“Do you know what would have happened if I hadn’t married Kelly?” He didn’t wait for her reply. “I’ll tell you what. You and I would have been ostracized by everyone in this town! We would have had to be married right away, and we would have had to live with your mother, because I had no money.”

“My mother loved you. She would have been happy to have us live with her,” she interjected.

“And we were so na├»ve, Lynsey. You would have graduated high school with either a big belly, or a baby in your arms…if you had graduated at all.”

She crossed her arms over her breasts and looked at the floor. She was too afraid that if she looked at him she would break down. “Some of the girls in school were married. A few of them had babies.”

He lifted her chin and forced her to make eye contact with him. “And you were too smart to be stuck in this town, and just another housewife. You would have become bored and resentful.”

“I wouldn’t have known the difference,” she countered.

“I had serious doubts then. I still have doubts now,” he admitted.

Her dark lashes flew upward. “What is that supposed to mean?”

“I believe that you will become bored and restless in Unity and will want to go back to Florida or maybe California. I have a job and a family here, Lynsey. I don’t ever want to give that up. I’m afraid that we’ll have a child, and you’ll take my baby and leave. I can not allow that to happen.”

She couldn’t believe what he was saying. Nothing was further from the truth. “Do you think I would have sunk so much of my savings into that house just to abandon it? I would never, ever do what you’re saying. But if circumstances changed, I would expect you to support what was best for our family. Couples who are committed make sacrifices for each other!”

It was becoming clearer and clearer that things were rapidly falling apart between them.

“Lynsey, didn’t what happened between us last night mean anything to you?” he asked.

She chuckled unpleasantly. “I suppose that with us living in such close proximity, last night was inevitable. But don’t worry about it happening again, Nick. When you get home this evening, I won’t be here.”

“Where are you going to be?”

She wanted to hurt Nick like she was now hurting. “I’m sure that Caleb wouldn’t mind me bunking down at his house for a week or two.”

“Over my dead body,” he seethed. “I will drag you away from him kicking and screaming if it comes to it. I’ll handcuff you to my bed if need be. Believe me, Lynsey, I’ll do it!” He flopped down into a kitchen chair and buried his face in his hands.

“I have to go now, Nick. I’m meeting your sister for breakfast. Listen to me. You need to pull yourself together. In your line of work, bad things happen when you lose your concentration.”

When he didn’t reply, she let out a sigh of resignation and headed for the door. At the last minute she turned to him. “Thanks for almost making it happen between us.”

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~Guest Post~ All Doors to Hollywood by Anne M. Strick







Author Anne M. Strick has stopped by today with an excerpt from her book All The Doors To Hollywood and How To Open Them.
SCENIC ARTIST


What does a Scenic Artist do?

“We call ourselves ‘liquid magicians’ and ‘paint wizards’, or sometimes ‘stunt clown acrobatic speed artists’”, says BRIDGET DUFFY, whose credits includeDaddy Daycare with Eddie Murphy and Showtime with Robert De Niro, as well as television’s acclaimed Mad Men. “We create illusion with paint. We work on all kinds of surfaces, in all kinds of situations and places. We cover props, scenery, and backdrops with a great range of finishes aimed at fooling the eye into seeing what isn’t there - not cardboard or canvas, but real wood or marble, a leafy forest, a smoking building, a fiery volcano.

We don’t do the designs ourselves, but we carry out – alone or with a crew of as many as twelve, depending on the size of the job - the Art Director’s instructions. We climb scaffolds and dangle way high up from lifts. We’re gymnasts, we’re acrobats, we’re contortionists. We squirm into nearly-inaccessible areas high, high above the set - holding onto bucket, paint-brush, spray-gun, or roller with one hand, and working with the other.”

What qualifies a Scenic or Graphic Artist?

“Generally, a background in Graphic Arts. I got my B.F.A. from UCLA, and studied further at Los Angeles’ Art Center College of Design. I haven’t stopped studying since.”

How did you begin – get your first job?

Bridget began by painting restaurants. “Then a friend who worked at a television station told me how much better the pay was if you got into the union. The union told me to find work with a union shop for thirty days, and then I could join.”

What were some of your more memorable happenings?

“I’ve yelped at a passerby for help in moving scenery and had Richard Chamberlain rush over and pitch in. Once I was painting scenery next to where Kenny G. was being interviewed, and he planted his foot right in the area where I was working at the exact moment my white brush came down. He ended up with one black shoe and one white! But he was totally nice about it!

Once, at midnight, I was working absolutely alone at Los Angeles’ KTTV, painting a playhouse prop for Different Strokes. It was a completely soundproof stage, with one-foot-thick doors – when suddenly I saw the entire massive full-length fifteen foot velvet curtain begin to undulate and sway. As if someone were there – but the stage was empty! - I was the only person around and no one had entered or left. The hair on my neck stood on end – I ran! ‘Oh yeah’, my boss told me casually next morning, ‘I forgot to mention the visiting ghost on that stage! We shouldn’t have sent you there alone!’ He added that numerous crews had reported unexplained sounds and accidents on that stage at night – with no imaginable causes. Gee … thanks a lot!”

Explain a bit more about “stunt clown acrobatic speed artists”.

“I was referring to the insane time frame given to us to produce our work, the impossible positions we have to contort ourselves into in order to reach almost inaccessibly high areas, and the innovative ways we create and invent tools to achieve the unusual paint effects needed to blend our art with actual props. We continue painting during rehearsals of explosions, fight scenes near us, animals charging, fog machines turned on, trap doors revealed, stage lights dimmed, actors running lines, bands cranking up, and dancers kicking their heels inches from us as we rush to finish before the cameras are on us! I’ve painted many a time with cameras directly over my head or narrowly missing me as I hurried to finish the job. I feel fortunate to have survived for over thirty years in this zany business!”

What do you enjoy about your work?

“I love its amazing variety, artistically and emotionally. Like re-creating Monet’s ‘Water Lilies’, the Mona Lisa, Vermeer’s ‘Lady With Pearl Earring’, Papua-New Guinea Art, Jurassic Age backdrops – and working the Oscars numerous years. Or silly moments like a Japanese reporter asking ‘How many buckets of color have you painted today?’

I felt honored to be on stage at the Oscars when Itzhak Perlman and Michael Crawford were rehearsing, or at the American Music Awards when Prince and Cher were working, or hearing Sir Elton John belting it out at CBS. Or being at a CBS fund raiser for New York City the night after 9/11. At that moment I felt that we in entertainment don’t merely entertain, but sometimes make a difference in the world.

And then, now and then, from behind the curtain, or back in the wings, I look out and see the joy in people’s faces, the laughter, the tears, the whole panorama of human emotions that our effor ts evoke. And I love being part of that fabric of life! And thank God for the unions, that stand behind us and maintain the level of respect and financial reward commensurate with our efforts!

But above all, I enjoy the passionate act of applying wet paint to canvas, to muslin, or any surface to create illusion – and will continue to do so until I can no longer hold a brush or see the color of life before me!”

LINDA CASADY, the first woman to become a Scenic Artist, attended Chouinard and Otis Art Schools in Los Angeles, and then began working by painting murals and other decorations on hospital and restaurant walls. Her many eventual film credits would include All the President’s Men, Man on the Moon, Miss Saigon, Phantom of The Opera, and Imposter.

How did you get your first film job?

“Well, I’d heard the pay in television and film was much better than I was earning, and one day I happened to pass through the production area at ABC. I’d never seen so much paint, such color, huge frames that could go up and down with the push of a button! I was sold. I even asked one of the painters ‘D’you really get paid to do this stuff?’ He said ‘We don’t hire women!’”

But Linda “knew I could out-paint and out-draw any man! So I walked into ABC and asked to see the boss who hired Scenic Artists. ‘We don’t hire women’, he repeated, ‘but when you’re laid off your next job, come back.’ Well, one day my sister talked me into going to the races with her - and who do I run into in the Club House but the same boss from ABC. ‘My God’, he said, ‘you followed me to the horse races? You start tomorrow!’ After that, I never stopped.

What do you enjoy about the work?

“Every day is an adventure. The biggest stars walk up and want to know what you’re doing - Peter Falk, Gregory Peck, Liz Taylor, Julie Andrews.

Once I was standing between Neil Diamond and Warren Beatty, waiting for an elevator from the basement to the set. I was flustered already, and then we got on, and there was Paul Newman! I nearly collapsed! In addition, I was splattered all over with black paint from the work I’d just been doing – and it reminded me of the time my crew had accidentally splashed paint all over Warren’s briefcase, his Levis, his shoes. He’d been completely understanding, but still I hoped he didn’t remember! Between the three gorgeous guys and the paint, I was so completely rattled I pressed the wrong button and we ended up on the wrong floor.

You learn funny things about people, too - like Michael Jackson changing his clothes at least three or four times a day. And making up different names for himself every time he called you. But he was truly a wonderful person. Once he got to know you, he’d ask lots of questions. One day he said he wished he could draw and paint. I said ‘Michael, you’re not so bad at what you do!’ He laughed.”


About the Author

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Anne M.Strick has spent over twenty years in the movie industry. She has worked for Universal, Warners, Paramount and EMI, as a Unit Publicist, Project Coordinator and National Publicity Director, and with such Hollywood legends as Jack Nicholson, James Earl Jones, Sean Penn, Arnold Schwarzenegger, David Lynch and Dino De Laurentiis, among many others.

She has been a Congressional speech writer, published articles, theater reviews, short stories, two non-fiction books (one an international best-seller), two novels, and the highly praised ("remarkable") critique of our adversary legal system, Injustice For All. Born in Philadelphia, educated at Bennington College and UCLA, she lives in Los Angeles.

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