Monday, December 22, 2014

ShortBread Cookies #HolidayRecipe and an #Excerpt for A Cruise to Remember



SHORTBREAD COOKIES (whipped) 6 dozen

3 cup granulated flour                                    1 lb. butter – soft            
1 cup icing sugar                                               A few drops of vanilla or almond flavoring
½ cup corn starch

Place butter in a large bowl and cream with an electric mixer or beater.
Add dry ingredients and flavoring – beat until light and fluffy
Drop by a teaspoon on ungreased cookie sheet
Bake at 325 F about 15 minutes

(Rice flour may be used 1 cup rice flour mixed with 2 cups regular flour)



A CRUISE TO REMEMBER
BLURB
Amnesia, a cruise ship, a jewel theft ring and attempted murder combine to make it a cruise to remember. Hallie Donald has been in an accident and has amnesia. She’s traveling on the cruise as a companion. And someone is trying to kill her.
She doesn’t remember anything but someone   Interpol agent Eric Norby searches for jewel thieves on a Caribbean cruise, but his main suspect is the woman he loves.
EXCERPT
   “You’re still shaking. Come on over here where it’s quiet.” Eric found a sheltered corner, away from most of the passengers. “Sit down, doctors’ orders. I’ll be right back with two drinks. You could use something to relax you. They have special sail-away drinks. You okay with that you?”
   He slipped his uniform jacket off and draped it around her shoulders, over her shawl.
   “Sounds great, but it’s not necessary.” She felt warmer in the jacket and his musky male scent enveloped her. It was pleasant and sexual. She knew didn’t react to all men’s scent this way. She looked up and noticed his lip curled slightly as he smiled.
   “Yeah, it is. Keep the jacket on to help warm you up. I’ll be right back.”
   Hallie sat on the edge of the chair. She forced herself to take deep, calming breaths. She relaxed slightly and leaned back. Eric’s jacket slipped from her shoulders to the deck. She bent to pick it up when she felt rather than heard a buzzing sound, something like a mosquito, past her left ear.
   Strange.
   She sat back up and twisted around to adjust Eric’s jacket. There was a hole in the back of the deck chair.
   Funny, I don’t remember it being there before I picked up the jacket.
   She ran her finger over the hole.
   “Here we go.” Eric carried a couple of tall, red, orange and yellowed colored drinks topped off with parasols.
   “What were you doing?” he asked.
   “I’m not sure. There was a funny sound, like a mosquito, and I think this hole just appeared.”
   “What the hell...?” Eric placed the drinks onto a nearby table. He ran his finger over the hole.
“It’s a bloody bullet hole.”
   “A what? You’re kidding?”
   “No, I’m not. Where were you when it happened?” Eric looked at the hole. He squinted back in the direction it would have come from.
   “I guess that’s when I bent down to pick up your jacket.”
   “My God, you could have been killed.” Eric pulled Hallie into his arms and squeezed her against his chest. “You’re sure you’re all right?”
   “I think so. I mean, I wasn’t hit or anything. I can’t figure out what’s happening. This has to be one of the worst nights of my life.”

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BIO
I’m Canadian and live in the Okanagan Valley in British Columbia, BC. It’s beautiful country and I love it here – in the summer. There are large lakes, beautiful beaches, orchards of apples, pears, peaches plus raspberries, blueberries and lots of other fresh produce. And of course, it’s wine country. We have world class wines which I feel is my obligation to taste.
 I write, edit, workout and spend a lot of time on the computer. We also have mountains and great skiing, both downhill and cross-country, however, in the winter, I snowbird with my husband, and two Shiba Inu dogs.


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Twitter @kelownawriter 

Thanks for sharing,

Anita 





Sunday, December 21, 2014

Spotlight on Circles of Fate by Pamela S Thibodeaux



Blurb: Set at the tail end of the Vietnam War era, Circles of Fate takes the reader from Fort Benning, Georgia to Thibodaux, Louisiana. A romantic saga, this gripping novel covers nearly twenty years in the lives of Shaunna Chatman and Todd Jameson. Constantly thrown together and torn apart by fate, the two are repeatedly forced to choose between love and duty, right and wrong, standing on faith or succumbing to the world’s viewpoint on life, love, marriage and fidelity. With intriguing twists and turns, fate brings together a cast of characters whose lives will forever be entwined. Through it all is the hand of God as He works all things together for the good of those who love Him and are
called according to His purpose.

Excerpt:

“What?” Todd Jameson’s hand trembled so hard the phone he held
threatened to slip through his numb fingers. He wiped a sweaty palm down his
thigh and grabbed the receiver then switched ears. The anguish in Mike Ferel’s voice
made the pleasantries they shared the first few minutes of the call seem like a
distant conversation.

“I’m sorry, Todd, to be the
one to tell you this, especially after what you’ve been through this last
year.”

He’d spent nine months at
war, nine months facing and dealing with death, but not even those things
prepared him for the death of his hopes and dreams in nine short minutes.
“When?”

A heavy exhale preceded
Mike’s answer. “Margaret died six months ago. Shaunna married three months
after.”

She said she loved me. He hadn’t meant to utter the thought aloud, but
somehow the words slipped past the knot in his throat.

“She cried a long time after
you left, didn’t understand why you never wrote or called.”

Though his voice held no
accusation, Todd heard the chastisement in Mike’s tone. “I...”

He blinked hard and cleared
his throat. “What was I supposed to do, blurt out my feelings over the phone or
in a letter and ask her to wait? I thought she was too young to go through
that, especially with the war and all. Not knowing if, when, I’d get sent over there was hard enough on me; she didn’t
need that on her heart. What if I didn’t come back? I couldn’t fathom putting
her through such an ordeal. Not with all the responsibilities she shouldered
from her mother’s illness.”

“I’m sorry.”

Todd raked a hand over his
face. “Is she happy? Is he a good man?”

“Seems to be.”

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Pamela S Thibodeaux"Inspirational with an Edge!"
http://pamelathibodeaux.com
http://pamswildroseblog.blogspot.com


Happy Holidays everyone,

Anita

Saturday, December 20, 2014

#HolidayRecipe of Lavender Cookies and Tea Plus a Free Peek into A Romance for Christmas by @KayelleAllen

This is one of my favorite drinks any time of year. I make it during the holidays to help me relax. The scent is soothing, and so are the qualities of the tea. It's also wonderful in the summer when it's hot outside. The cookies are so easy to make you'll want them often. You can ice them, or sprinkle with sugar. I hope you enjoy this delicious combination.

Lavender Sugar Cookies

Yield: 2 dozen cookies
1 tablespoon dried culinary lavender flowers, ground
1 cup butter, softened
2/3 cup granulated sugar
1 1/4 teaspoons pure vanilla extract
2 cups all-purpose flour
1/8 teaspoon salt
In a medium bowl, cream together ground lavender flowers, butter, sugar, vanilla extract, and lemon extract. Add flour and salt; mix until combined (dough should be soft but not sticky.) Refrigerate 1 to 2 hours or until dough is firm.
On a lightly-floured surface, roll dough approximately 1/4-inch thick with a rolling pin. Cut into desired shapes with your favorite cookie cutters and place on an ungreased cookie sheet.
Optional serving suggestion:
Roll dough into balls, place on cookie sheet two inches (2") apart and flatten with the bottom of a glass.
Bake 12 to 15 minutes or until cookies are lightly browned around the edges. Remove from oven and cool on wire cooling racks.

Lavender Tea

This delicate tea is just the thing for enjoying all by yourself. It's soothing, and has a wonderful fragrance. The polyphenols in lavender can help reduce "bad" bacteria in your digestive system, and aid you in relaxing.
Yield: 4 cups tea (1 quart)
2 cups boiling water
1 cup lavender flowers
2 cups cold water
1 cup sugar
Use a glass pitcher to preserve the natural flavor of the lavender.
Place the lavender in a glass pitcher. Add sugar to the boiling water and remove from heat. Stir until sugar dissolves. Pour sweetened water over lavender, cover and allow to steep 10 minutes.
Preserving water, strain it, discard lavender, and return water to the pitcher. Add cold water and stir. Serve over ice.
TIP: Allow the discarded lavender to dry on a cloth near a window. This can add a wonderful fragrance to your kitchen. As it warms in the sun, it will release its lovely scent.
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Download this recipe and post as a PDF http://kayelleallen.com/media/cookiesandtea-kayelleallen.pdf
Recipe by Kayelle Allen, author of A Romance for Christmas

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A cop at the door on Christmas Eve brings an unexpected gift.
A sweet holiday romance showcasing love, loss, and the spirit of giving.
It's Christmas Eve, and the end of a year in which everything Dara loves has been lost. Everything but her little girl and a fierce determination to survive. When a cop brings Christmas to her door, he brings another gift she never expected to get.
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Happy Holiday everyone,

Anita

Friday, December 19, 2014

Love this #HolidayRecipe and a #Romance Sons of a Dragon




This is my favorite Christmas candy recipe. However, one thing they don’t tell you is not to try and make it when it’s raining lots of moisture in the air. Once, my best friend and I tried to make it and it turned out like gluey taffy and never sat. My mom told us it has to be made on a dry day.

This recipe is from Paula Dean.

Ingredients
4 cups sugar
1 cup white corn syrup
3/4 cup cold water
3 egg whites
1 teaspoon pure vanilla
2 cups chopped pecans

Directions
In a heavy saucepan over medium heat, stir together the sugar, corn syrup, and water. Stir only until sugar has dissolved. Do not stir after this point. Cook syrup mixture until it reaches 250 degrees F on a candy thermometer, bringing it to a hard ball stage.

While the syrup is cooking, beat the egg whites until stiff peaks form. Once the sugar mixture reaches 250 degrees F, carefully pour a slow steady stream of syrup into the stiffly beaten egg whites, beating constantly at high speed. Add the vanilla and continue to beat until mixture holds its shape, approximately 5 minutes. Stir in pecans.

Using 2 spoons, drop the divinity onto waxed paper, using 1 spoon to push the candy off the other. This may take a little practice because the technique is to twirl the pushing spoon, making the candy look like the top of a soft serve ice cream. If the candy becomes too stiff, add a few drops of hot water. You will need to work fast when making this type of candy. After you spoon the cooked sugar and nuts onto the waxed paper, you're done. Cool the candies on racks completely. You can store them in an airtight container for up to 2 weeks.

Recipe courtesy Paula Deen
http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/mamas-divinity-recipe.html

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Son of Dragons Book 2 Legends of Oblivion series
Blurb: In a time of false peace, the dead rise as soldiers for the Warloc’s scheme. For thousands of years he has stood ready for the final battle. Though the witch and her cursed Elvin have destroyed his physical body, now with his protégé, he has honed a new way to wage war.

Shunned by her own people and weary-hearted from centuries of lost loves, Elvin warrior Mirhana scours the land to silence the undead. Her heart has turned as cold as the sword she wields, until a prince seeks her aid.

Never has Prince Landon met a woman like Mirhana. Both beautiful and deadly, she haunts his dreams. The battle at hand becomes more enchanting than fighting to remain true to his unseen betrothed.

When a traitor emerges, new alliances are tested and the only remaining hope is to follow the prophecy and find the ... Son of Dragons.

Excerpt:
Clean from the bath, Landon let the air from the open window dry his hair. Dressed only in trousers, he leaned against the windowsill.
He thought he smelled the hint of roses and heat on the breeze. Movement from the street below caught his eye. He leaned out, squinting into the night.
Torches lined the cobbled street corners. A cloaked figure waited. Then the innkeeper rushed outside. His hands flew in gestures as the figure nodded.
Then he pointed to the window where Landon watched. At the same instant, the cloaked figure followed his finger’s path to Landon. Green eyes that seemed to glow met his.
Landon jumped up and cursed when his head hit the bottom of the window. When he looked back, both figures were gone.
Thinking the innkeeper would send guards, he waited with his sword in hand and his stare riveted on the door. No one came. He must be getting paranoid, thinking there was a ghost or enemy around every corner. His eyelids grew heavy as he waited for a fight that failed to materialize. Finally, he rolled his shoulders back to ease out the tension.
Still, he couldn’t stop thinking about those piercing emerald eyes. They’d belonged to a woman; he could tell. There was intelligence and cunning in them. Her stare felt as though she saw through the façade he often wore as prince and to please others, and into his kajh.
A woman who was not afraid, but used to being feared. It unnerved him, yet excited him. His pulse quickened and his loins tightened at the thought of those eyes filled with passion for him.
Better get some sleep before the night was gone. Tomorrow, he’d tell Gillespie about what he saw. He doubted he could explain those captivating green eyes that continued to haunt him even now.

Legends of Oblivion series:
The Garnet Dagger – Book 1 in the Legends of Oblivion series
Cursed – Book 1.5 in the Legends of Oblivion series
Son of Dragons – Book 2 in the Legends of Oblivion series


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Andrea’s Bio:  Andrea has always created characters and stories. But it wasn't until she was in her late twenties that she wrote novels.
Divorced, and disillusioned by love songs and stories, until she met her husband and realized, yes love and romance are exactly like the songs and stories say. She is now a happy wife, and a mom to three kids (two boys and a girl).
She believes in the power of change and counting each moment as a blessing. But most importantly, she believes in love.

Twitter: https://twitter.com/AndreaRCooper

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Happy Holidays everyone, Anita

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Sweet Ambrosia a Great #HolidayRecipe and a Mystery Slivers of Glass by Janet Elizabeth Lynn and Will Zellinger



Ambrosia

A very popular dessert in the 1950’s, served at the famous Coconut Grove in Los Angeles. The “Grove” was known for its great cuisine. The Coconut Grove is featured in one of the scenes in Slivers of Glass, a Noir murder mystery.

Ingredients

2 oranges or tangerines
Sugar
2 bananas
shredded coconut, unsweetened

Direction

Peel the oranges or tangerines. Pull the pieces apart; cut the pieces across the middle. Peel the bananas and cut them into thin slices.
Cover the bottom of the bowl with orange pieces. Sprinkle 1-2 teaspoon sugar over oranges (depending on the sweetness of the oranges/tangerines). Put some banana slices on oranges, and then sprinkle a little coconut over bananas.

Do the same thing for the next layer, first the oranges, sugar, bananas and coconut. Make more layers, using all the fruit.

Sprinkle coconut on top. Cover with plastic wrap, refrigerator for 1 hour. Serves 3-4






Slivers of Glass
By
Janet Elizabeth Lynn
And
Will Zeilinger

Summary
Summer 1955: The body of a woman thought to be killed three years earlier is found behind a theater in Hollywood.  Movie stuntman Skylar Drake, a former LAPD detective, is dragged into the investigation. He can make no sense of the crime until he discovers a dirty underworld and unearths deep-seated… greed.  
The hunt takes Drake to places he’d never expect.  He’s anxious to close this case and get back to his business in L.A., but he’s constantly haunted by the memory of his wife and young daughter, killed in a mysterious house fire.
With more than enough dirty cops, politicians and crime bosses to go around, Drake can trust no one including Martin Card, the cop assigned to work with him. 
Buy link: website:
              www.willzeilingerauthor.com

Excerpt
There were a dozen other things I could’ve been doing besides standing in line at the drug store listening to Bill Haley’s “Rock Around the Clock” piped in overhead.  Though, it was a treat to watch the cashier move behind the counter in her form-fitting white smock. I shook my head and plopped a tube of Pepsodent and a couple of toothbrushes on the pharmacy counter.
She looked up and said, “That will be seventy-five cents, Mr. Drake.”
I dug in my pocket and dropped three quarters in her hand, “Thank you, Miss Abernathy.” She placed my items in a small white paper bag and folded over the top. “Here you are, and quit calling me that.  My name is Emily. Anyway, this should keep you smiling brightly. I only wish I could see yours sometime.”
In all the times I’ve walked to this drug store, I couldn’t remember a day she didn’t smile at me. Too bad there was a ‘y’ at the end of Emily’s name. Women with names like Sandy, Cathy or Abby were bad luck. Those ‘y’  women were always trouble and it would be dangerous to get mixed up with another one now.
“Thanks,” I tipped my hat, "When I have something to smile about, I might just show you.” I knew Emily pretty well since this place was only a couple of blocks from my apartment, an apartment I lived in because a fire took my home along with my beautiful wife Claire and Ellen my little girl.
As I turned to leave, I winked at the two little old ladies behind me.  They stepped back and stared as if I’d just sneezed in their faces. I turned and waved goodbye to Emily only to see her pointing behind me in horror. I followed her gaze and saw a dark green car hurtling toward us - right through the huge windows at the front of the store! The gigantic crash at my back sent shelves, boxes and cans hurtling in our direction. I turned around as glass, smoke and debris seemed to explode in a cloud around us. At that moment my training from the Marine Corps took over. I instinctively swept up the two ladies and Emily and pushed them to the back of the store. The other customers ran screaming out the huge opening where the storefront windows used to be. I shielded the women against the back wall with my body all the while knowing that my weight could suffocate them, but what else could I do? The ceiling could come down on us at any moment. I held them against the wall while listening to my heart pound.  Slowly the tinkle of glass subsided and I released them. Tiny slivers of glass and wood had embedded themselves in my sweater and trousers. “You’d better be careful,” One of the little old women chirped, “Your backside looks like a pin cushion.  Best not to sit down for a while.”



Bio:
JANET ELIZABETH LYNN was born in Queens, New York and raised in Long Island, until she was 12 years old. Her family escaped the freezing winters and hurricanes for the warmth and casual lifestyle of Southern California.
Janet has always wanted to write and made it a quest to write a novel. Ten years later, with much blood and sweat, her first murder mystery novel, South of the Pier, was published in 2011. She has since written seven more mysteries. Miss Lynn has traveled to the far reaches of the planet for work and for pleasure, collecting wonderful memories, new found friends and a large basket of shampoo and conditioner samples from hotels.
At one time Janet was an Entertainment Editor for a newspaper in Southern California.
Contact info:
LinkedIn: 
website: www.janetlynnauthor.com

WILL ZEILINGER  has been writing for over twelve years. During that time, he took novel writing classes and joined writer’s groups, but what has helped the most are published authors who mentor, encourage, critique  and listen to him while he continued to learn the craft.  At the time of this writing, Will has published three novels (Ebooks.) The Naked Groom,  Something’s Cooking at Dove Acres, and The Final Checkpoint (also in print). 
As a youth he lived overseas with his family. As an adult he traveled the world. Will lives in Southern California with his wife Janet Elizabeth Lynn, who is also an author. Will says that finding time to write while life happens is a challenge.

Contact info:
Twitter:  @Will_Zeilinger
Facebook:  www.facebook.com/wzeilinger

blog: http://www.booksbywilzeilinger.blogspot.com

Thanks for sharing,

Anita