Happy Day After Christmas with Vonnie Davis

What can I blog about today that will remotely interest you? It's the day after Christmas. Your house is either a mess, you're a little blue the holiday is over--or thankful, depending--and maybe a tad miffed everyone got what they wanted, but you. Many of you might be on the road, traveling home from a family get-together. But almost all of you are tired. There's a sliver of wrapping paper under the coffee table you should get down on your knees to retrieve, but right now, you just want some quiet, something warm to drink and a few minutes to rest. 

I'm at the age where gifts aren't important. I have all I need. Send me pictures of the family. Call me. Talk to me on Skype. My kids are grown, so are three of my grandchildren. Calvin, my husband of 12 years only has one child and he lives in Berlin, an officer in a company there. So, for us, Christmas is connecting with our kids and grandkids who live in other states and countries. We don't shop; we write checks and let each family member have the joy of picking out what they really want or need. Some years we travel to one child or another's house. Other years, we stay in Virginia. Cal and I go out to eat our Christmas meal and go see a flick. It is the one day I do not write. For most, it wouldn't do, but for us, it works.

This year has been a fabulous, yet frantic year for me as a writer. I moved completely from a smaller publisher to the Big Five. A dream come true, but not without its issues. I've been writing for Random House Loveswept and HarperCollins Impulse, both eBook divisions. For Random House, I've been penning a series of Scottish contemporary bear-shifters. Book one hit number one on a few lists. It's something writers dream of happening, but when it happened to me, my nerves got so bad, I ate every piece of chocolate in the house--even those mini drops you put in cookies. I kept thinking I'm not that good of a writer. Wait until the buyers read this book! It's okay, but not THAT okay. I wasted more time hopping from Barnes and Noble to Amazon to see what my numbers were, my eyeballs got dizzy.

BUY LINKS: http://amzn.com/B00ILX9WC0

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-highlanders-obsession-vonnie-davis/1120641392?ean=9780804179300

Book two of my HarperImpulse firemen's "Wild Heat" series releases on New Years Day. Ask me how happy I am about that. Couldn't they have scheduled it for release a day or two later? Or will people, hung over from New Year's Eve celebrations, be bleary-eyed enough to hit the BUY button?

BUY LINKS: http://amzn.com/B00PV4YCXG

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/for-the-love-of-a-fireman-vonnie-davis/1120803354?ean=9780007594528 



 

On April 6th, I have manuscripts to turn into BOTH Random House and HarperImpulse. My book for Random House is about one-third written. My book for Harper? Ah...I know the title and the characters' names and general story, but beyond that? I'm in a world of fear, folks! Let's just say I'll be in full, frantic writing mode zeroing in on April 6th.

 

I won't be able to collapse from writing like a fool to make my deadlines for a few days though. Because I have book two of my bear shifter's series releasing the next day--April 7th--and I'll have to morph overnight into a marketing wizard. There won't be a minute to breathe and let my mind rest. I'll be holding a Facebook Book Release party, so brain-fried, I'm liable to give away the whole house. For a hand-held mixer, tell me the name of the first romance you've ever read. 

 

 

All joking aside, it's a life I love. My first book released four years ago and I've learned so much since then. More importantly, I've met the nicest people online--other authors and readers. This has been the best part of my writerly journey. Making online friends I'll probably never meet and yet care deeply for them all.

 

And if you'll allow me a moment of wifely pride, my husband's book, he wrote based on his year in Paris in 1968, is now in audio format. Click on the link, then click on the cover photo, not the title and you'll get to hear part of the beginning. Calvin taught English for 40 years and took a year sabbatical in Paris, writing at sidewalk cafés.

http://www.cherryhillpublishing.com/

 

I hope you each have a wonderful holiday week as you zoom, slide or crawl into 2015.

Stay well.

Stay safe.

Stay in touch.

Vonnie Davis blogs and rambles on www.vintagevonnie.blogspot.com. Stop by!