Kris' Blog

And The Winners Are...

2012-01-11T13:14:00.000-08:00

Okay, I know I'm a day late, and you've all probably seen the winners on the other blogs, but... better late than never. I do have perfectly good excuses, other than I totally forgot the contest had ended... seriously, I do.

Anyway, without any further ado... the winners are...

Grand Prize... Tara R

Second Place... Gabrielle J

Third Place... Kerry

Congratulations to all three and a hearty thanks to everyone who entered. We really appreciate you stopping by and hope that if nothing else, perhaps you found something to read that entertains you.

Also, in the spirit of the new year, I'd like to give away a few prizes as well... free copies of the ebooks indicated by the entrants. So... with my kids picking the numbers from a hat, the winners are... insert drumroll...

Reneava... who wins copies of Deadly Vision and Coyote Law

Na S... who wins Deadly Vision and Deadly Obsession, and

Wendy, who gets Sacred Talisman and Photo Finish

I'll be sending out emails to the winners to see which format you'd like your books in. Thanks again to all who entered and I hope everyone has a prosperous new year. Watch out for our next big contest on the eve of the summer solstice.

Enter to Win a Kindle Fire...

2012-01-10T20:02:00.000-08:00

There's still time to enter to win the Kindle Fire. Just check out the post from January first and remember to leave your comment there, not here!

Ring in the New Year with a Hot Kindle Fire!!!

2012-01-01T19:57:00.000-08:00

Welcome to 2012! And what better way to celebrate than with a brand new Kindle Fire!

Six sexy authors are coming together with a fabulous giveaway to usher in the New Year! And entering couldn't be simpler. Just visit each of our blogs beginning January 1st, and leave a comment on the contest post with:

your name (or user name) and contact email, and
your top two (2) choices from the author's backlist to kick-start your Kindle library should you win.

Contest will close at Noon ET on Tuesday, January 10, 2012, and a winner will be drawn from all the readers who commented on all six blogs:

Gwendolyn Cease at gwendolyncease.blogspot.com

Suzanne Graham at suzannegraham.blogspot.com

Bronwyn Green at bronwyngreenblog.blogspot.com

Jessica Jarman at jessicajarman.blogspot.com

Kris Norris at krisnorris.blogspot.com

Devon Rhodes at devonrhodes.blogspot.com

The Grand Prize winner will receive a brand new Kindle Fire and two ebooks of their choice from each author!!

Second Prize will be winner's choice of two ebooks from each author's backlist...that's 12 new books!

Third Prize will be winner's choice of ebook from each author's backlist...that's 6 new books!

More surprises and prizes at each blog, so what are you waiting for? The clock is ticking, so Fire up the New Year and you could be the winner!!

I Really Hate Being Sick...

2011-12-01T14:18:00.000-08:00

So, the yearly cold has grabbed hold of our house. Yup, all three kids and myself have some sinus infection from hell. Eyes watering, nose feeling as if we're snorting water all the time... it's a royal pain in the ass. I hate being sick. I'd much rather be doing regular stuff.

So we're taking a day off... of school anyway. I still have to work, lol. But as I work from home, at least I can stay in my PJ's if I want. And I have, lol.

On a positive note. Coyote Law is doing well over at ARe... it's my first historical book and I'm thrilled it's being received well... at least that's what I'm hoping for. Here's keeping fingers crossed that readers are enjoying it as much as I did.

Okay... I need to get back to work. Hope everyone is having a great first day of December. I can't believe it's so close to Christmas...have you started your shopping yet? I have... but no telling until later. Let's just say it's going to be an Apple Christmas:)

I've blogged...

2011-11-28T10:53:00.000-08:00

Hi all. The lovely ladies over at Good Choice Reading have asked me to do a guest blog over on their site. As a participating blogger at the upcoming AAD in New Orleans in 2012, they are featuring different authors who will be attending AAD and I was fortunate enough to grab a spot this week.

You can find the post here... http://tinyurl.com/84k99wu and you can also enter to win a free ebook copy of my new release Coyote Law, which is now available at ARe... http://tinyurl.com/cgmxelr. I'd love for you to drop by and say hi.

Thanks to Damaris of Good Choice Reading and I can't wait to see everyone at AAD in NOLA next summer.

Coyote Law...hot off the e-press...

2011-11-23T01:00:00.000-08:00

Well, it's finally here. It's been four months, you heard right, four months since my last release and I finally have a new book out today! It wasn't easy...I swear there were times when I didn't think I'd get this one finished, but I pushed through and now it's available at Resplendence Publishing.

This book is a bit outside my box. Those of you who know me know, I don't usually do historical books. Not that I don't enjoy them, but to me, historical means research... yeah give me fantasy or sic-fi where I can make my shit up... but historical books need to be accurate, at least in theory. Dialogue, background...it all needs to be authentic. Thus my reluctance to write a historical, erotic novel.

But then my gal pal and soul sister, Bronwyn, mentioned that it didn't have to be a regency book or have knights and dragons. It could be the 1920's or something like that. That's when it hit me...the old west. I love the old west. Gunslingers, houses of ill repute... what more could an author ask for. So I agreed and after reading endless pages on life in the old west, I created my fictional town of Benevolence, New Mexico.

I have to admit I really enjoyed writing this book. Though it felt like blood and tears at times, I loved discovering the old west characters that were mulling around in my head...and let me tell you Jeremiah is the kind of man I could just gobble up. But I'll let you be the judge of that.

Here's the buy link... http://www.resplendencepublishing.com/m8/398-201-105-454-6--coyote-law-by-kris-norris.html

Okay, so here's the blurb and a quick peek...

In Benevolence, New Mexico, the west isn’t the only thing that’s wild…

Sheriff Jeremiah Stone is a man with a secret—and if the good folks of Benevolence discover he’s a coyote shifter, he just might end up on the wrong end of a noose. He works alone and is careful to cover his tracks, there’s just one problem. The new doctor in town is his intended mate, and he can’t claim her without divulging who, and what, he is.

Dr. Katherine Cooper knew moving to the small, border town of Benevolence would be difficult, but she never counted on dodging gunfights or falling for the town’s sheriff who’s got a body to match his name. Kate’s been doing everything she can to get the handsome lawman to notice her, but he seems determined to keep her at arms’ length. But when she unwillingly becomes a target of the area’s most notorious gang, her only salvation is the one man who holds both her life and her heart in his hands.

And a quick look at the pages...

Kate muttered to herself as she marched down the street, working to stay ahead of Hank. The quicker she got back to the clinic, the better. Though Billy’s injuries were far from life threatening, the less time she had to fantasize about Jeremiah, the less time she’d spend pining for him. And there was nothing like pure exhaustion to temper foolish desires.

Hank scuffled after her, coughing at the dust. He said something that sounded like “hold on” but she didn’t stop to figure it out. She’d already covered half the distance, and she could see the men carrying Billy into the clinic not far ahead.

She picked up her pace when a chorus of shouts broke out across the street. She stopped, watching as two horses reared against their reins, billowing up a thick cloud of dust. Kate covered her mouth and took a step back just as two shadowy figures emerged through the blowing dirt, mounted the horses in one, smooth movement and kicked them into motion. The animals reared again but took off, racing toward the end of town. The men sneered at her as they rode by, their faces twisted in anger. One of the men pointed something at her, but before she had time to register what it was, a set of strong arms wrapped around her waist and bowled her to the ground.

Sharp stones bit into her chest as her breath left her on a grunt, the force of the impact blacking out her vision and knocking her bag from her hands. Three loud explosions echoed over her, the vibrations ringing through her ears. She tried to roll, but the heavy weight on top of her held her captive, and she had no other choice but to lie on the ground as the beat of the horses’ hooves finally drifted into silence.

Kate coughed on a lungful of dust, wondering why the buffoon pinning her down hadn’t moved yet, when one large hand seized her shoulder and flipped her over. She gasped as her back hit the rough dirt, sending more black dots across the landscape. She blinked to clear the images only to feel her breath leave her chest again as she stared into a pair of gleaming amber eyes.

“Jeremiah.”

The name sprang from her lips before she had the chance to crush it, his unwavering stare stealing any semblance of reasonable thought. Though she’d seen her share of handsome men, there was something about his eyes that turned her insides to mush. It was like staring at the sun, wondering if you were going to get burned.

Jeremiah flashed her one of his devastating smiles but didn’t move. Instead, he shifted ever so slightly until the entire length of his body pressed against hers. She could feel every long, hard inch of him, but it was the distinct ridge jabbing against her groin that held her attention. It felt like steel, and she barely held back the urge to arch against it.

Kate cringed as the words poised on her tongue morphed into a low, throaty moan that sounded even more desperate than she felt. She held Jeremiah’s gaze, acutely aware of how his eyes narrowed as he inhaled deeply. The motion rubbed his chest against hers, the increased pressure beading her nipples into hard buds that raked across his shirt when he inhaled again.

Heat exploded inside her, spiraling outwards before settling uncomfortably between her legs. A spike of need rippled through her stomach, and she had to clench her teeth together to keep from taking his luscious lips with hers. They hovered mere inches from her face as he continued to stare at her.

“Goldangit, Doc, are you okay?” Hank’s voice broke the tension as his feet shuffled into view beside her shoulder.

Kate clenched her teeth harder, certain her back molars would crack from the pressure as Jeremiah chuckled and flashed her another devilish smile. He eased back, giving her body a long, slow sweep before pushing to his feet and offering her his hand. She accepted, ignoring the instant jolt of desire as her fingers wrapped around his and she was pulled forcefully to her feet. The motion jerked her hard against his chest. She uttered a startled gasp, but it was instantly muffled by his smooth leather vest as her head caught in the crook of his shoulder. Her free hand went instinctively to his chest in an effort to regain her balance as she teetered on the toes of her boots. Firm, sinewy muscles bunched beneath her fingers, and she bit back another moan before she’d made a complete fool of herself.

Jeremiah’s warm breath coasted over the shell of her ear, followed by a raspy “easy darlin’,” just loud enough for her to hear. The soft endearment stole any words she’d been prepared to speak, and it wasn’t until he’d gently eased her away and taken one step back that some of her senses returned.

Kate smoothed the front of her blouse and tugged at her riding skirt, straightening the panels so the split was less noticeable. Though most of the ladies this far west had adopted the more sensible design, she’d discovered the men out here still liked the appearance of traditional fashion. She gave Hank a sharp nod as he handed her the medical bag she’d dropped. The black leather was covered in a layer of dust, and she muttered to herself as she brushed it off, thankful the buckle hadn’t given way and scattered the contents across the dirty street. She heard Jeremiah chuckle again, and she speared him with a glare.

His face sobered, and he held up his hands, firing Hank a quick smile. “Now take it easy, Dr. Kate. I was only trying to keep you safe.”

“Safe?” She stomped one foot on the ground, cursing the decision when more dust billowed into the air. She waved the cloud away, her irritation mounting. “Since when is bowling me over in the middle of the street keeping me safe, Sheriff?”

He didn’t miss her emphasis and his lips split into another stunning smile. Damn, but the man was breathtaking when he smiled.

Jeremiah motioned behind her. “Since one of those men decided to take a shot at you.”

“Shot?” She turned, a tumbling feeling rolling through her stomach when she noticed a small hole in the water trough a few feet away. A steady trickle of liquid bubbled out of the opening, dispelling any doubt. A dizzy feeling hummed in her head, and she wasn’t sure if it was fear or leftover arousal making her heart pound in her ears.

She swallowed past the dry feeling in her throat and turned back. Jeremiah’s smile was gone, replaced by an emotion she didn’t recognize.

“I reckon you didn’t see his gun,” said Jeremiah.

Kate drew herself up and held the bag tighter against her waist. “Of course not. If I’d seen the gun I wouldn’t have needed you to take me to the ground, now would I? Besides, I’d been informed that you had the situation under control.”

Jeremiah shook his head, shifting his gaze to Hank then back again. “I was still in the process of tying up the loose ends. I’d managed to dispose of two of them, but the odds were in their favor.”

She glanced back at where the two men had disappeared. If Jeremiah had already taken care of two bandits, that meant he’d faced four by himself. Shock wove through her body and she snapped her head around, pointing a shaky finger at him. “You took on four armed men by yourself?”

He shrugged, slowly grabbing her hand and lowering it to her side. “I did have Billy’s help.”

“Billy?” She practically yelled the name, but she didn’t care. “That boy couldn’t hit a horse let alone a man. And Hank told me you pushed him aside before he’d even gotten a round off.”

The smile returned, highlighting the dimples in his cheeks. “The boy tried.”

“No, he got himself into trouble and had to have you bail him out.” She exhaled a soothing breath. “Thankfully, his injuries are fairly mild.”

“Well heck, we all know there ain’t much that you can’t fix, Doc.” He tipped his hat. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to track down a couple of wayward men.”

Fear gripped her low in the belly and she lunged forward, grabbing his sleeve. “You aren’t going after them alone, are you? It’ll still be two against one.”

Jeremiah glanced down at her hand. “Sounds like my luck’s getting better.” He shushed her with a gentle finger on her lips. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. You be extra careful while I’m away. No telling if those Rankin brothers have any other gang members hanging around these parts.”

Hank sucked in a loud breath and stepped forward. “Rankin brothers? You mean those men that just rode out of here were the Rankin boys?”

Jeremiah nodded, slowly removing his hand from Kate’s face. “I recognized them from the posters the Marshalls had delivered. Seems they’re wanted for the murder of several lawmen.”

“All the more reason to take a few deputized men with you,” she added.

He raised an eyebrow and moved closer, pushing his body against her medicine bag. She stood her ground, amazed at how his massive stature filled her field of vision. The scenery beyond him disappeared, replaced by a set of broad shoulders, tanned skin and a buckskin hat. She licked her bottom lip, her throat parched, as he tilted his head, shading her face from the setting sun. Her breathing increased, spurred on the scent of bay rum cologne and hot man. Though others wore the spicy offering, Jeremiah made it his own.

One side of his mouth twitched as he watched her through narrowed eyes, the golden color vivid against the dark shadows. His gaze dropped down to her chest as it rose and fell in rapid succession, the swell of her breasts grazing against him with every frenzied inhalation. Something flashed in his eyes, but it was gone before she could decipher it.

He returned his attention to her face. “You aren’t worried for me, are you, Dr. Kate?”

She didn’t miss the raspy tone of his voice. But now was hardly the time to flirt, not with Hank staring at them as if they’d been standing out in the heat for too long.

She cleared her throat and fought to calm the pounding of her heart. “I’m merely thinking of the town,” she lied. “What would the good folks of Benevolence do without a Sheriff of your caliber?” She shifted restlessly on her feet, more than aware of how he watched her every move. “Besides, I’ve got enough to do without having to stitch you up as well. Like I told Hank. Bullets tend to do a lot of damage.”

Jeremiah chuckled and stepped back, nodding at her and Hank. “I’ll keep that in mind. I wouldn’t want to…inconvenience you.”

Kate cursed to herself at the indifferent edge to his voice. Did the man not have any sense at all? She’d all but thrown herself at him these past two years, yet he picked now to show the minutest bit of interest? Anger and frustration rolled inside her, and she had to clench her fists together to keep from hitting someone. Jeremiah’s playful smile returned. Dear God, but the man seemed to enjoy riling her.

She huffed and straightened her back, brushing her skirt off again. “A truly wise man would know when to seek help.”

“I got Hank to fetch you to take care of Billy, didn’t I?”

He turned toward the saloon and whistled. The echo of horse hooves bled into the silence as his mount rounded the far corner and trotted to his side. It shook its head as he grabbed the reins and seemingly flowed into the saddle. Though he was an impressive man on his feet, mounted on his horse, he resembled a figure out of her childhood storybooks. Hair flowing about his face, his chin held high, he looked as immortal as he perceived to be.

Fear reared again and she lunged forward. “Jeremiah, please.”

He bent over her, brushing a single finger down one cheek. “I’ll be fine. Besides, I prefer to work alone.”

Then he was gone, dust filling the empty street as his horse galloped away, the steady thunder slowly fading into a numbing silence. Kate watched until his silhouette disappeared around a bend before taking a deep breath and continuing toward the clinic, his words still ringing in her head. She could take a hint. If the man wanted to work alone, she’d stay well clear of him. Now all she had to do was get her heart, and her body, to listen.

Thanks for dropping by. I hope you enjoy the new book.

Postcards from the Edge...

2011-11-17T13:56:00.000-08:00

Okay, so maybe In' not really that far gone...not in rehab yet, but, well it feels as if I've fallen off the edge of the world and haven't been able to find my way back. In reality, I've undergone a few personal changes, and well, in the end, something had to give. You guessed it, the blog. With limited time I just haven't been able to muster up the willpower to make posts. To boot, my creative muse seems to have gotten as lost as me. (hello onstar, please give me the location of my muse)

On the upside, I think I might be finally finding my way back. It's been a bumpy road, and the detours sucked, but in the end, every journey has a purpose and sometimes just surviving is the goal.

I'm a bit disappointed in my production of books this year. I've only released two thus far with a third coming out next Wednesday. While I'm super stoked about that, it's made me realize I've allowed too many things to get in the way of what helps define me as a person. What I'm truly passionate at and is one of my true loves. And it's all going to stop. I'm finally making a schedule, getting my priorities right and making things happen. Yes, my kids will still come first, that's just a given, but I'm not going to put everyone else first all the time. I've discovered that writing is more than an outlet, it's part of who I am and not writing, that just leaves me feeling hollow.

So look out folks...the kid is back in town and ready to hit the saloon. Be prepared for regular posts, though they may just be a quick 'hey' when I'm pushed for time. Also look out for a shit load of more releases from me for next year. I'm already part way through a new thriller book, and plan on finally writing the next vampire book and perhaps another thriller to finish off the 'Til Death series. I'd also like to start some new ones, or maybe just write some sequels... either way it's a new day and I'm not going to waste any more sunrises.

Stay tuned, I'll be posting some info about my upcoming release soon...yeah, I know you're just as excited as I am....squeeeeeeee.

And the Winner is...

2011-06-21T12:24:00.000-07:00

Yes, it's the Summer Solstice and time to announce the winner of our Hot Summer Solstice Contest. The grand prize is winner's choice of either a Nook 3G plus Wi-Fi or a Kindle 3G plus Wi-Fi. We want to thank all of those who entered. We only wish we could give everyone a fabulous new ereader to kick-start their summer, but I'm certain there'll be more chances to win as winter claims the land.

But for now... the Grand Prize winner is...

Erin Cavin - Who gets the ereader of her choice and 12 books... Sacred Talisman and Twice Bitten from me.

Our Second Place Winner, who gets 2 books from each author is...

Theresa Angelosanto - she chose Deadly Vision and Deadly Obsession.

And our Third Place Winner who gets a book from each of the 6 authors is...

Tracey D. - who receives one of the 'Til Death books.

Congrats! Jessica Jarman will be contacting you so you all can claim your prizes. As for those who didn't win... I hope you have a fantastic summer. And to show my appreciation for taking the time to comment on my blog, here are 3 consolation prize winners, each of who will receive an ebook as per the comments.

And those winners are...

Carla

Drea Becraft

Sam Crescent

I'll be emailing you all immediately to see which book you want and what format you need it in. Thanks to my kids for each picking a number. I hope you visit again soon and keep your eyes open as the snow begins to fly and the year comes to an end, we'll be launching into another great contest.

ARGH!!!!

2011-06-17T19:53:00.000-07:00

Okay, so have you all seen Charlie Brown... remember how he just keeps trying to kick that football, but Lucy always pulls it away at the end, even when she says she won't? Yeah, that pretty much sums up my day.

It started off with phone calls at o'dark thirty... apparently kids only listen when you tell them if they want to set up play-dates, they need to call early or they might miss me... yeah, not that early pumpkin, but... they didn't miss me.

Then it was off to the airport... for a second run. Somehow, a flight was missed yesterday, so we got to redo the event again today... lol. Then it was repeat shopping because apparently, not everyone had received the "I'm going shopping now!" memo, and we required a second round.

But, I got home and was all ready for my long, late-afternoon ride with friends. It was a great day, not too hot or too cold. I took the dog first, so she got a run in, then we all headed out together... we got just far enough away to make it feel as if we were going places when I got a flat tire. Now don't get me wrong. Going through, over and around all the stuff we do, I expect to blow the odd tube, but I really hate when it's the back tire. Having the gears there just seems to make it more difficult. However, my gal pal and I thought this was perfect training for our race...we need to be able to change flats and some other stuff on the trail. So I got out all my tools, turned the bike upside down, got the wheel off... then nearly died trying to get the freaking tire off the rim.

I did everything... had three tire levers and still nothing. Finally, we managed to get it loose... and take out the old tube and put in the new... got it back together... which was almost as freaking hard as getting it off... only to discover the tube wouldn't inflate.

My gal pal's hubby finally rejoined us and he gave it a try. We're now on the second new tube and he gets it all together. I ride five feet and yup... another flat. It's obvious that there's something in the tire making it flat, but despite running our hands and fingers over the tire, the rim... everything.... we can't for the life of us find anything remotely sharp.

So, this the is the part where I get to run the bike home because running your bike is obviously good practice. We've now wasted a bunch of time, but we're still optimistic... If I can get back, I can grab my old bike (yup, the one my oldest son just broke the hydraulics on so I have no back breaks... but hell, I'll take anything at this point) and we can still salvage some sort of ride.

Well, the stars weren't in alignment. By the time I jog home with the bike and get the other one, we've run out of time. Clive is determined to find the source of my flats, Andrea has other commitments and I have just enough time to go to the bike store and say WTF?

I hitch up my 'hitch', lol and strap on the bike... drive to the bike shop where I bought my bike and take the remains into the pros... Now I have to give the guys credit. They did try not to laugh as they explained... there's a certain technique to my new, highly advanced tires that enables you to get the tires off without ruining them... yes, I've killed the tire and will now need to replace both of them, cause you can't run two different types of tires and didn't you know, they don't have my old ones in stock! (insert deep breath here). Apparently you have to 'pop' the seal on the tires... it's almost as if they are glued to the side... before you can get them off. Yeah, that would have been nice to know when I bought the bike. But, two new tires and a new tube later, I'm back in riding shape. At least for tomorrow.

So, thanks Lucy for pulling out that football over and over today. I enjoyed getting grease on my hands and repeating the truly mundane things in life. Here's hoping tomorrow goes a bit more like planned... though chaos does rein in my house.

Summer Solstice Contest is Here!

2011-06-14T00:01:00.000-07:00

Hi, and welcome to my blog. I'm sure for most of you this is your first visit, though I hope it's not your last.

Please feel free to poke around, though I know you're all here for the main event. So without further ado... here's what's it all about.

And now that I've got your attention... here are the fine-line details.

Six sexy authors of erotic romance are coming together with a fabulous giveaway this summer solstice! And entering couldn't be simpler. Just visit each of our blogs beginning June 14th, and leave a comment on the contest post with:

* your name (or user name) and contact email, and
* your top two (2) choices from the author's backlist to kick-start your E-Reader library should you win.

Contest will close at Noon ET on Tuesday, June 21st, 2011, and a winner will be drawn at 1:16pm ET from all the readers who commented on all six blogs:

Gwendolyn Cease at Gwendolyn Cease's Blog

Suzanne Graham at Suzanne Graham's Blog

Bronwyn Green at Bronwyn Green's Blog

Jessica Jarman at Jessica Jarman's Blog

Kris Norris at Kris Norris' Blog

Devon Rhodes at Devon Rhodes' Blog

The Grand Prize winner will receive their choice of a brand new Nook Wi Fi 3G or a Kindle 3G with Wi Fi plus two ebooks of their choice from each author!

Second Prize will be winner's choice of two ebooks from each author's backlist...that's 12 new books!

Third Prize will be winner's choice of one ebook from each author's backlist for a total of 6 books!

More surprises and prizes at each blog, so what are you waiting for? When summer hits its height, you could be the winner!!

Details:

* In order to be eligible for the drawing, you must leave a comment at each of the six blogs with your email address and choice of two books. We're sorry, but anyone who misses a blog or forgets to leave their contact info will be disqualified.

* All comments must be posted by 12:00 Noon, ET, on June 21st.

* Valid entry comments must be in response to the official Contest post on each blog, although we also welcome comments on other posts, so feel free to poke around!

* The E-Reader will be shipped to the winner's house. Ebooks will be emailed separately to the winner.

* Winner must respond to Jessica within three days or an alternate winner will be announced.

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So here we go! Check out my books and decide which two you want! There are links by genre just below my blog header, which will take you to a page with all the blurbs. You can also click on the covers along my left sidebar to go to the publishers' websites for blurbs, excerpts and reviews. I'll also be drawing a few random non-winners for extra prizes after the contest is over. :D

To enter, just comment below with your name and contact email and which two of my books you would like to win! Optional to add, do you have anything you are really looking forward to this summer?? Then visit the other five blogs and cross your fingers!

GOOD LUCK!!

My Son... the Movie Maker...

2011-06-07T22:51:00.000-07:00

As many of you know, I have three kids...two boys and a girl. My kids are getting older... Kyle's already a teenager and Jared is just one year away. Even Sydney is going to be starting her last year in the single digits... when the hell did they get so big?

Anyway, Jared had a book report due the other day, but it wasn't your regular kind of report. His awesome teacher likes the kids to mix it up. They were given several different options of reports they could do, and were only allowed to hand in one report per style available. Last time, he made a model of the room the book centres around, so this time, he turned to a more technical approach.

After watching me make book trailers for my novels, he decided he'd like to hand in a book trailer for his report. So, we sat down together and I watched my son turn from reluctant pupil to star movie maker in a matter of minutes. All it took was me opening up iMovie and dragging one image onto the screen...he was hooked. He sent the next few hours choosing images, music and writing the text. It was inspiring to watch. All I did was help with the actual program, but he'd even figured that out by the end.

So... without further ado... here is Jared's creation for the novel Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief.

Yes, he did pick out pictures from the movie, but I think it was a stellar first attempt. And if it makes handing in book reports more enjoyable... I'm all for it. If you're wondering how he handed it in, well, I saved the movie onto the iPad and he took that to school to show his teacher and the class. It was a great hit.

So congrats Jared on a job well done!

Running a new contest...

2011-06-07T15:12:00.000-07:00

Hi All,

I know... I've literally fallen off the planet, but... I'm trying to make my way back. My fellow author friends and I are running a new contest to celebrate summer. Bear with me as I try out new banners...

It's my party...

2011-04-18T17:19:00.000-07:00

OMG! Has it really been two months since I posted. Good God. So much for that resolution I made to blog more... yup, so haven't kept it. But, I'm here today... just a quick note to thank everyone who has wished me well today. It's my birthday, and while it's awesome to get all the happy wishes, I think I'm ready to stop counting. Or maybe I can start going backwards? I'll only go back to the early 30's then go forward again. Surely that's allowed!

Okay, so other than being another year older, but wiser... that's right, I'm holding on to the hope that I'm getting smarter with age... life here is still hectic. I thought with the end of hockey season, I'd have more time. But other things always seem to get in the way. I'm training harder for my race, and that definitely takes up a lot of time. My father has also recently moved out with us... he's going to be getting a beautiful 5th wheel to put on my property, but for now, he's in the spare room. He's a pretty great guy, but I know being cooped up with 4 cats, 3 kids and a dog is getting to him. Hopefully he'll decide on a model soon so he can have his own space to go when the xbox is cranked to the max and my house sounds like a war zone.

In other news... I plan on starting a new post called Sh*t my kids say... It's occurred to me lately, that my kids and those I look after, say the damnedest things, so I'm going to start listing them off. I hope to have my first post this week, then it will continue when I have more material.. but hey, with my kids, that shouldn't be hard.

Okay, just a quick check in to let you all know I didn't fall off the end of the earth...just got stuck in the undertow for a bit.

He Got In...

2011-02-24T15:37:00.000-08:00

Well, we got the news. Kyle got into the Highland Hockey Academy for next year! Yup, doing the snoopy dance. I even went in this week and put in his course preferences and did the whole registration thing. Now he just has to motivate himself to keep up this year, lol. What is it with boys.. and yeah, in my house it's the boys, and the not wanting to go to school, or wanting to do anything but a bit of homework? I swear, if he spent half the time doing it than he does fuming over it, it'd be done... but try to tell that to a teenager.

But, on the bright side, he knows that he has to keep up next year or they can ask him to leave the hockey part, and he's really looking forward to that.

In other news... my car is still in the shop. Who knew it would take so freaking long to fix it. And to top it off, the car I got to drive as a replacement... it's a freaking Toyota Yaris!!!!!! Now, I'm not dissing a free ride and hey, it's not a bad car, but... I drive a 7 passenger SUV and sometimes I barely have enough room. This thing... it could fit in the back of my gal pal's truck! I think the only cars smaller are those 'smart' cars... can you imagine, on the weekend I had 4 kids and me in the car... so yeah, it's packed full... 2 hockey bags and a ref bag! Man, I should work for a packing place because you can't believe how I stuff it all in. And it that's not enough, this weekend we all have to go to Vancouver for a ringette tournament. So... there's going to be 4 people, 2 hockey bags and goalie equipment, and... you'll love this... the dog. Yup, gotta take the dog. Well, at least we'll get good mileage, even if I can't see out the back window.

Some crazy bad juju...

2011-02-17T21:40:00.000-08:00

First, I blogged today over at the Gems' blog. Would love for you to come and check it out.

Second... what the hell? I'm not sure what I did to the karma Gods, but damn, they are kicking my ass lately. And not in a way remotely arousing. I know my elders always said trouble comes in three—I'm sure this must be a biblical reference, but hey, three always seems to be the number. Things are funny in three, are grouped better in three... there's just something with that damn three. Anyway, I'm hoping this is true, as I've certainly had my three.

First, just over a week ago, my daughter and I were watching TV in my room. I had planned on watching Lie to Me (love that show) but Syd wanted to watch one of hers, so I relented. I was supposed to be working anyway. So she's watching her show and all of a sudden we hear a hissing sound. We glance at each other then notice the TV picture is going funny. We stare for a few seconds then I ask her... is that smoke coming out of the TV? Sure enough, the damn thing is on fire... yeah... right there in the bedroom. So I jump up, unplug it and open the window in case I have to toss the freaking thing out... and I would have... while telling Syd to get her brothers and the fire extinguishers. The boys come running, armed with white foam, but I manage to get the thing outside before we unleash one of the extinguishers on it...it's still sitting out there in my driveway like a voodoo doll or something, all covered in white just staring at the house.

Then, a few days later, my dad has to be rushed to the hospital. Now, he's okay, but it's the last straw that he can't live on his own any longer and be 3000 miles away. I'll be heading to Toronto shortly to deal with that... my brother is there now... but I'm not looking forward to convincing the man he needs to move... now.

Finally, this past weekend, I crashed my car... all I'm going to say is 5:30 a.m., dark, slippery roads and a herd of deer do not make for a good scenario...now the car is in the shop and I'm left wondering what I did to stir up all this bad juju...

So if you're wondering why I'm not on here much, well—I'm hiding. I don't need to set off another round of three.

A New Phase—Coyote Style

2011-02-02T17:45:00.000-08:00

Well, it's the big day. My first ever shifter book is finally here. And what a sexy pair of shifters they are. But before I dive in with the blurb and excerpt, here's the background of how this book came to light.

So quite some time ago, I actually shudder to think it was probably about a year ago, my fab gal pal Bronwyn Green calls me up and asks me if I'd consider being part of a collection of books with five fellow authors. To be honest, I had 'count me in' out of my mouth before she even told me what the collection was about. Of course, it's not because I'm eager or desperate or anything—so not that. Okay, maybe a bit, but, once she told me what it was all about, I knew I'd made the right choice. And so, Phases was born.

Phases is a collection of stories in which each author writes two stories—about 20 to 25K—that correspond with different monthly full moons. I think most of us have heard of the Harvest Moon, or Wolf Moon, or even Blue Moon (which is the second full moon in a month - who knew) but I didn't realize that every full moon was named for the month it was in. Anyway, I was given the months of February and July, and thus the Hunger Moon and the Thunder Moon. Now for the stories, the only other requirements were that at least one character had to be a shifter (any real animal was up for grabs) and it had to involve some kind of ménage. And we had to tie our stories into the full moon.

After jumping at the chance, I have to admit that when it came time to choose my shifters, it wasn't so easy. I mean, there's the usual, like wolves, but I wanted something different... and animal that was more of the underdog, and thus, coyotes were it. Now coyotes tend to be shunned and at times hated by humans, mostly due to their ability to survive. Despite concentrated efforts to rid the earth of their infestation, they've learned to adapt and to smell trouble a mile off. Unfortunately for my shifters, trouble is in the form of their mate, and they have no choice but to jump headlong into it.

So, without further ado, here's the blurb and a quick excerpt of my new book, Coyote Savage: Hunger Moon...

February's full moon is rising, only this year, it's bringing a new brand of hunger...

For coyote shifters Caden and Talon Brady, the upcoming hunger moon has ignited a different kind of appetite. They've been waiting several years for a chance to court their intended mate, and now that she's finally in their sights, they'll stop at nothing to win her over. But when local livestock start disappearing, their coyote refuge is put in the hot seat, and more than just their way of life is suddenly in jeopardy.

Sheriff Rebecca Savage never planned on returning to Beckit Falls, or for falling for two handsome men. But fate seems to have different plans for her. Unfortunately not all of them are sexy and look fantastic in jeans. The local mayor is trying to run the Brady boys and their coyote refuge out of town. Nothing seems to make sense, but when she starts digging deeper, a new danger rises with the full moon—one that just might get them all killed.

Caden Brady skidded the truck backwards then headed down the driveway, slamming his hand on the steering wheel. He saw his brother wince out of the corner of his eye, but it didn’t matter. He knew Talon was just as pissed as he was, the only difference was that Talon was still thinking about getting into Rebecca’s pants, instead of worrying about how they were going to stop good, old Mayor Carson from stealing their ranch out from underneath them. The man had been hounding them for nearly two years, and if this latest stunt got enough public support, he might just succeed in getting their refuge permits revoked and their ranch closed down.

“You know, Caden, if you don’t stop frowning like that, your mouth might stay that way. And you’d look pretty stupid in your coyote form with that look stuck on your snout.”

Caden huffed and gave Talon a hardened stare. “Perhaps you should spend more time thinking about how we’re going to stop Mayor Carson from stealing our land and a bit less about how you’re going to convince Rebecca to join us in bed.”

Talon shrugged, glancing at her Jeep following close behind. “Go ahead and brush it off, but I know you feel the pull of the moon as much as I do. Hell, it was all I could do to scent the kill site over Rebecca’s pheromones, and even then I was too distracted to decipher anything remotely useful. It’s mid-February—the height of mating season—and it’s been forever since we even had sex, let alone thought about taking a mate.” He nodded at the slight tremble in Caden’s hands. “It’s time to face facts, bro. Either we find a way to get Rebecca to see us as more than just a couple of awkward teens she used to know and accept us as her mates, or what happens to the ranch won’t really matter…we’re dying inside without her.”

Caden sighed at the hurt expression on Talon’s face, looking back at the endless white road. They’d known years ago, when Rebecca had first moved to town with her father, that she was their intended mate. But being eighteen with their shifting abilities still new, they hadn’t been able to do more than watch her from afar before she’d headed off to university.

He grunted, choosing not to meet Talon’s gaze. “Well, if you have any suggestions, I’d love to hear them. Otherwise, it’d serve us better to get our heads out of her pants and on the task at hand.”

Talon growled. “I swear, if Darrin puts one finger on her—”

“We’re not about to let anything happen to her. But if we want to keep her safe, we need to know why Carson and his son are so hell-bent on getting our ranch. I just can’t see his hatred toward coyotes being his only motivation. I think he’s using it as an excuse—one the town council will believe.” He gave Talon a sly smile. “You know how much folks here distrust coyotes.”

Talon nodded toward Rebecca’s Jeep. “From the way Darrin was talking, it doesn’t sound as if Rebecca shares those views.”

“Well, we’d better hope she fucking loves them, or there’s not a hope in hell she’ll agree to sleep with us.” He shook his head. “Damn, I don’t even know if she’d be into two normal guys at once, let alone a couple of misfits like us.”

“Only one way to find out.”

Caden chuckled. “You always did have more luck than sense. But perhaps instead of blindsiding her for a threesome, we can get an idea of her feelings while she’s looking around the compound. She can’t hide from us forever.”

Thanks for dropping by, and look for the next story in the series, a sizzling M/M by Mia Watts.

Pride...I has it...

2011-01-31T16:23:00.000-08:00

If there's one thing I've learned about being a parent, it's that you'll have more than your fair share of moments...some are fabulous, some aren't. You'll be scared, happy, sad, angry, worried and—there will be times when you're just plain proud!

I'm so lucky to have had one of those moments this weekend. Now, let's set the picture just a bit...

For those of you who don't know, I have three kids. Two active, outrageous boys and an even more outrageous girl. Kyle's the oldest at 13 going on 25, Jared's stuck in the middle at 11 going on, well, not quite sure. Sometimes I think 11 again, but hey, 12 is fine. And then there's Sydney, who's 8 going on 30, lol.

Now my boys are typical boys. They play hard, get lots of injuries from said play and do just enough to get by in school. Jared is lucky in that for many subjects, he's a natural. Kyle, while he's got the brains, he just lacks the motivation. And with him being in grade 8, well, I'm trying to get him to see how he might actually have to try once he gets to high school. He does have one passion—wait for it because being Canadian this will surprise you—ready—hockey!

I know, totally out of the ordinary for a good old Canadian boy. But yes, he loves hockey. He's actually applied for a hockey academy next year, but that's another post once we find out. Anyway, in his pursuit of his love for hockey, Kyle decided to extend his passion to another on ice position—one that actually earns him money. He's a hockey official...or ref as I call it.

So, this is his second year ref-ing and he loves it. Now, realizing his options for a lifelong career are perhaps more narrow than I would like, I've been encouraging him to keep up with his ref-ing. He's taken it even farther and is taking every job he can get his hands on. He willingly gets up at 5 a.m. on both Saturday and Sunday to ref games and just this past weekend, ref-ed two games then, with only 10 mins between, went and played his own hockey game. Yeah, he's dedicated. And as a result, he got recognition!

I was informed this weekend that Kyle is Comox Valley's Official of the Month! I know, it's such a small thing, but damn, I'm so proud of him. And he'll have his picture up on the Hockey website for the next few weeks! Sigh....

So take a look folks, that cute face is the future of officiating... and don't be surprised when you hear his name in the NHL one day... cause those older guys gotta retire someday!

Congrats, Kyle!!!!! You earned it!

Drum Roll Please...

2011-01-11T10:34:00.000-08:00

GRAND PRIZE WINNER

Terra Pennington

2nd PRIZE

Miranda (Sweet Vernal Zephyr)

3rd PRIZE

Jason

Congratulations!!

We'd like to thank everyone who entered. We were thrilled with the response and are so excited by everyone's interest. I only wish there were 100 to give away. The above winners will be contacted via email and will need to response to Jessica (jessica@jessicajarman.com) within three (3) days to claim their prize, otherwise a new winner will be chosen.

As for my extra portion of the contest, I've decided to give away 4 sets of two books, since there were so many entries, as a show of appreciation for dropping by and leaving your comments. In case you're wondering how I chose the winners, I used an online program called random.org. You put in how many entries there were, and how many winners you'd like. Here are the four numbers as generated by the program...

90   17   4    12

And those winners are...

Jennifer M - who chose Hard Target and Worlds Apart

Nancy C - who picked Centrefold and Worlds Apart

Perpetua - who would like Twice Bitten and Centrefold

Leagh C - who asked for Deadly Vision and Deadly Obsession

While I do have everyone's information, I'd appreciate a quick email to confirm that these were the books you wanted, to let me know whether you want .pdf or epub formatting and to make sure your email information is, indeed, correct...so everyone's happy! You can contact me via contactme@krisnorris.ca.

Congratulations to the winners!

Jessica, Devon, Bronwyn, Gwendolyn, Kris, and Suzanne.

Women 101...

2011-01-05T12:37:00.000-08:00

Okay, first off, if you're popping in here to enter the contest, please remember to leave you contact information and what 2 books you'd like from my backlist in the comments section of the previous post... all entries must be made on the post with the lovely animated banner (yeah, I made that... pretty cool, huh) so we can keep things straight. You can imagine how hard it'd be to have to scroll through multiple comment sections to see who put in the correct information. Oh, and please remember to leave you name at all 6 blogs, along with the books you'd like from that author. While I'm flattered you love Suzanne's books so much, you'd like a copy from me, too, I can't put your information into the all mighty spread sheet until I have all of it.

Now, onto today's post... and wow... look at me go. Another post and we're still in the first week of January... but hey, my life is crazy, or is it just me. Okay, so I'm sure many of you are finally back to some semblance of normal after a wild and crazy holiday season. I'm one of those folks that doesn't begrudge having the kids home, but all the hectic chaos associated with Christmas can really take a toll...on everything. Take men and women for example...the holidays gives us more time to spend with our partners and to rediscover, yet again, why nine hours apart each day is a godsend.

Now don't get me wrong. I love me some man time, but hey... there are some simple rules men need to follow in order to save the woman from spending endless hours chatting with her BFF to see if they know anyone... yes anyone... who might fall into the category of hired hit man. So... I thought I'd save some time and write a few things down, so others may learn from the tragedy of those who have come before....

1 - Directions. I love traveling and going to see friends is a fabulous way to spend some of your holidays, but here's the thing... women have a much better time when you actually get the instructions to said friend's house. And no... knowing that the house is brown with white trim is not enough... knowing that the house resides somewhere east of town, isn't quite enough either. And for the record gentlemen... spitting out the window to see which direction the wind is blowing doesn't give you omnipotent powers... so please... get the directions and have a map. Or get the iphone app for the built-in GPS... there are several for that.

2 - The use of the word fat. Okay, I don't care if you do mean it as phat and that it's all the rage... nothing good will ever come from this word, so strike it from your vocabulary. Now! And no, it doesn't matter if you're referring to the bulldog on the fido commercial... seriously... lose it.

3 - Movies. Hey, us ladies love action/adventure flicks as much as you guys do, but here's the thing. When the hero finally gets to kiss the girl, don't moan and slump in your seat as if someone just kicked you in your junk...or worse...turn to your lady and comment on how hot the woman is...or you might be slumping in your seat because she just kicked you in your junk.

Well, that's a start. The lessons are endless, but three is a good starting point.

I hope you all are having a great week, and don't forget to scroll down if you're here to enter the contest.

2011-01-03T00:05:00.000-08:00

Welcome to 2011! And what better way to celebrate than with a brand new Nook Color!

Six sexy authors of erotic romance are coming together with a fabulous giveaway to usher in the New Year! And entering couldn't be simpler.

Just visit each of the six authors' blogs beginning January 3rd, and leave a comment on the contest post (this one) with:

your name (or user name) and contact email, and

your top two (2) choices from the author's backlist to kick-start your Nook library should you win.

Contest will close at Noon ET on Tuesday, January 11, 2011, and a winner will be drawn at 1:11pm ET from all the readers who commented on all six blogs:

Gwendolyn Cease at gwendolyncease.blogspot.com
Suzanne Graham at suzannegraham.blogspot.com
Bronwyn Green at bronwyngreenblog.blogspot.com
Jessica Jarman at jessicajarman.blogspot.com
Kris Norris at krisnorris.blogspot.com
Devon Rhodes at devonrhodes.blogspot.com

The Grand Prize winner will receive a brand new Nook Color and two ebooks of their choice from each author!
Second Prize will be winner's choice of ebook from each author's backlist!
Third Prize will be winner's choice of an available print book personalized and signed by the author!

More surprises and prizes at each blog, so what are you waiting for? The clock is ticking, and when it comes up all ones, you could be the winner!!

Details, shmetails:

In order to be eligible for the drawing, you must leave a comment at each of the six blogs with your email address and choice of two books. We're sorry, but anyone who misses a blog or forgets to leave their contact info will be disqualified.
All comments must be posted by 12:00 Noon, ET, on January 11th.
Valid entry comments must be in response to the official Contest post on each blog, although we also welcome comments on other posts, so feel free to poke around!
The Nook will be shipped directly from the store to the winner's house. Ebooks will be emailed separately to the winner.
Winner must respond to Jessica within three days or an alternate winner will be announced.

And as an extra welcome to 2011, I'll draw one name from those on my blog who don't win and they will receive the two ebooks from my backlist specified above as a thank you for joining in the fun. And if you're wondering where to find a list of available books, I've listed the titles. You can find links to blurbs and excerpts by scrolling down a bit and looking on the right sidebar...or you can visit my website at www.krisnorris.ca and search flip through the New Releases and Bookcase sections.

Dark Prophecy: Sacred Talisman

Dark Prophecy: Twice Bitten

'Til Death: Deadly Vision

'Til Death: Deadly Obsession

Centrefold

Checkmate

Enchanted Lovers: Healing Hands

Worlds Apart

Photo Finish: A Handcuffs and Lace Tale

Threefold Anthology: Keeping Faith (plus 5 other stories)

Hard Target

Good luck to all, and thanks for making 2010 a fabulous year. I hope you have a safe and prosperous 2011.

Cover Art... I has it!

2011-01-01T23:46:00.000-08:00

Hey all.

Well, looks like 2011 is starting out fabulously. I have new cover art for my upcoming Phases book entitled Coyote Savage:Hunger Moon. And before I say another word, I want to do a shout out to Les Beverly who designed this cover, along with all the other covers in the collection. Another amazing job Les...he's also the cover artist for Worlds Apart and Hard Target...two of my favourite covers...I actually use the Worlds Apart for a number of my picture icons. I just love the browns and oranges of the planet on that cover. As for this one... wow... I love the lightning and the gorgeous moon at the bottom. Keep 'em coming Les.

Now Coyote Savage is one of twelve books in a fabulous new collection in which six authors—myself, Bronwyn Green, Brynn Paulin, Mia Watts, Cheryl Dragon and Abigail Barnette—each write two stories tied to the different phases of the full moon for their month. I was lucky enough to draw February and July, so I've got the Hunger Moon and the Thunder Moon.

The other required elements for this collection is that all of the books have to be a ménage (either M/M/M or more, or M/F/M or more) and at least one of the characters has to be a shifter. As you've guessed, my first book involves coyote shifters... the men are the shifters this time... whereas in my next book, the lone female will be a shifter, Bobcat to be exact. This is my first book involving shifting and I'm totally thrilled.

Anyway, I'll be posting more about the series later. I really just wanted to show off the new cover... and did you notice that I have a new header, in which there is a snippet of this cover? Well, yeah, I was trying to waste time the other day, so...

I hope the first couple of days in the new year are going well. I'm off to Squamish today to visit some, dare I say, old friends... gee. When did I get old enough to say I've known someone for twenty years, and I wasn't five when we met? Oh, the shame. And Monday starts the push for keeping my resolutions... here's hoping my body holds out.

Happy New Year...

2011-01-01T23:43:00.000-08:00

Just a quick note to say Happy New Year. I hope 2010 went out with a bang and that 2011 is starting off just a fabulous.

I'll be officially announcing the contest on the third so be sure to stop by and enter for your chance to win a brand new Nook Color.

Until then, enjoy the last day or two of the holidays and remember to stay safe and have fun.

Testing my Tech Savvy,

2010-12-30T15:01:00.000-08:00

Well, without disclosing any secrets, lol, I'm trying out a new banner program and need somewhere to post the trials as I go...so blogger seems like the best candidate. I'm getting together with a group of other authors to do a giveaway in the New Year...kind of a hey, you didn't get it for Christmas so let's call it a New Year's present.

So please excuse the constantly changing banners as I try to get one that pleases six women... this could take awhile:)

Bring on 2011...

2010-12-29T10:54:00.000-08:00

Okay, so for today, I'm double posting here and over at Hitting the Hot Spot, but hey, this one is too important to not post here. It's my turn for sharing my upcoming resolutions and while I'm usually don't make any, this year things are going to change. It seems natural to anticipate a new start and make plans for what the future might bring. Though I do think it's funny how we all wait until January to make resolutions, when we have 364 other days to make the same ones...but hey, I'm just as guilty.

As it turns out, I've also been putting off being accountable for some aspects of my life until the new year, and as the days dwindle away, I'm realizing it's time to start holding true to my upcoming goals...but are they realistic? Can I be dedicated to keeping them for more than a week or two? Well, there's no better way than to put your thoughts out there so others can ask how it's going...yup, the people pleaser in me is shining through.

So, for this year, I actually have a list of things I want to either improve on or just plain get cracking on...

1 - I want to blog more often...as you may have noticed, even this post is a bit late. I should have posted last night, but, as I was preoccupied with the kids, I let it slide and wrote it this morning. I'm really going to try to post something on my personal blog three times a week. Lord knows my personal life has more than enough chaos to keep me going...I just need to stop moving long enough to write it down.

2 - Training...this is the year I'm going to kick my butt into some serious shape. Yeah, I know, this one is on everyone's list, but there's a race I want to do....7 days on a mountain bike through the Rocky Mountains...and if I don't get into some seriously good shape, well, my bike might have to make the trip alone.

3 - Write...okay, I know, this is down there on the list, but the list isn't in order...it's just out there. I got more than overwhelmed with other jobs last year and my writing really took a backseat to some other stuff. I only pounded some books out when my friends hounded me and that has got to change. So I'm going to dedicate time everyday to writing and commit myself to writing at least 8 books this year... yup, 8 is the minimum. I'd love to aim for 10, but I do have to work and I do have a family and there's resolution number two, lol....so yeah, 8.

4 - I need to get and keep my website (and some friends' sites) up-to-date without anyone having to ask. I'm usually pretty good about this, but lately, I just don't know where the time goes. I mean, I have these great plans to do all this stuff, then don't end up getting anything done. But that's all going to change. And why? Because a new year is the perfect time for a new start and a new attitude. So for those of you who drum your fingers wondering when I'm going to update your website, drum no more... I'm on it.

And finally, 5 - Try to appreciate my kids more and make sure they don't end up on a list somewhere. I really do try to put them first, but I need to make sure I don't sweat the small stuff. I've been a bit, well um, uptight lately, and I just need to relax. After all, they are the best thing that ever happened to me and I want them to know it...always.

Okay, so there you have it. The top 5 resolutions for the year. I could have easily have listed more, but let's be realistic folks. Just keeping these will be a challenge for me, so who needs to make unachievable goals. I think these are within reach, if I attempt to get a bit more organized and a little less easily distracted... yup, that's me... doing something then suddenly, squirrel! (those of you who saw the movie UP will understand)

So, what are your resolutions? And not just those things you say because, well, you have to say something. Are you really going to make some that you can stick to and think will make a difference in your life? I'd love to know. I plan on updating these resolutions on my blog (yup, to keep that first resolution) so drop by anytime and help me stay accountable.

I hope everyone enjoys these last few days of 2010...make the most of them and join me in raising a toast to the incoming year. May 2011 bring your dreams to light and your worries to an end. See you next year (oh, I just love saying that)!

cheers,

Kris

Life gets in the way of Hard Target, lol...

2010-12-06T12:55:00.001-08:00

Well, it's been nearly three weeks since Hard Target came out and you guessed it, I haven't blogged a thing. What is it about the last couple of months of the year that suck every moment of life out of you? I've been busy with kids. My two boys had a hockey tournament up-island. A rather enjoyable weekend. I love watching both of my boys play hockey together. They actually get along and to see them encourage each other really is special for me. I consider myself very lucky. As far as brothers go, they don't really fight, but when they work together...yeah, I can see them in a band together later or opening a business together. Hey, let me dream :)

Anyway, the weekend was a grand success...they finished second...with one exception. The dog ate a seat belt and injured another. I don't know what it is about seat belts, but Bandit decided we had far too many in the SUV and helped herself. Needless to say, I wasn't impressed, though I am trying to find the humour in it now. Lucky I love her so darn much, lol.

In other news, my youngest son, Jared, had the lead role in the Christmas concert—I know, concert implies singing and yes, they sang their little hearts out, but it was a medieval Christmas and he played the part of the Squire. He was brilliant (yes, I can say that even though he's my son) and didn't miss a line. He looked so natural up there and was the only kid who had to memorize more than a line or two... he had several scenes. We're fortunate enough to have a fabulous music teacher at our school and I enjoyed every moment on the performance. I even had to videotape it as a fund raiser for the school...the video editing comes later, when there's actually time. Thank God for iMovie and making life easy.

So, with those reasons safely tucked in my pocket, it's little reason I haven't blogged about my latest release—Hard Target. I'm actually kind of surprised as this book is very dear to me. It was the first book I ever wrote and has probably seen more revisions than Michael Jackson. But in the end, I love how it all turned out and can't wait until it's available at all the third party retailers. Right now you can pick it up at Resplendence Publishing... http://www.resplendencepublishing.com/m8/263-201-108-454-3--hard-target-by-kris-norris.html.

Here's the blurb...

A promise worth dying for…a woman determined to save him. All that stands between them and success is ten thousand feet and a mile of ice.

Ex-Federal agent Kyle Sullivan can’t afford any distractions. He’s in the middle of a highly volatile mission and the last thing he needs is to fall for the woman he’s entrusted his life to. But his heart has other plans.

Taylor Austin isn’t sure what to think of her new client, the not so bookish “professor” Kyle Sullivan. Everything about him screams sexy, and she can’t help but wonder if he’s hiding something. But just her luck, all he seems interested in is trekking his ass half-way across a glacier to a deserted cave. And in October, the Rocky Mountains couldn’t be more treacherous. If they can just make it across the ice sheet, perhaps she can convince him that she’s more interesting than his ancient artifacts.

Taylor is everything Kyle ever wanted in a woman…smart, strong and a whole lot of trouble. But he needs her, and not just to fill the emptiness inside him. She’s the only guide capable of getting him to a remote hideout alive, and that’s worth risking everything…even his heart.

I've decided to make one of my New Year's resolutions to actually blog... yes, to find a way out from beneath that heavy furniture and hide in the house just long enough to get some words out...but there is another passion that will be interfering in my life next year. A dear friend and I are planning on participating in the 10th annual TransRockies Challenge. It's a seven day, multi-stage mountain bike race that starts in Fernie, BC and ends in Canmore, AB... it's an epic ride and if we're actually going to do it we'll be spending more and more time on the bike as the months go by. But I will endeavour to blog far more. After all, my life is chaotic and I'm certain you'd all love hearing about my daily battles with it... right?

Thanks and here's to a great kick-off of the 2010 Holiday season.

Trapped Under Everything...

2010-11-10T23:25:00.000-08:00

It has been forever since I've had time to blog. I know that sounds like an excuse, and I suppose it is, but seriously, I'm working until three a.m. these days and still getting up to do school and run with the dog. I'm absolutely exhausted... but that's life... and who doesn't want to beat out every breath it has to offer, while it's still going.

So, what's new? Well, I had a book release nearly a month ago and I haven't even put it up here. I'll get to Twice Bitten in a bit, but before that, I'd love to catch you up on the rest of my life. So...school is rolling along for the kids.. I can't believe it's already been nearly three months. They seem to be doing okay... ask me in a couple of weeks, after I do the parent/teacher interviews... yeah, gotta love those. I'm desperately trying to find the time to write... yup, my day job has sucked the virtual creativity right out of me... but that's all going to end. I intend to make a few changes so I can get back to doing what I love. I just finished editing Hard Target with my awesome editor, and it's made me realize how much I love writing. We both decided that Hard Target needed some changes, and I was surprised at how hard it was at first to actually write. But once I got into it, wow... what a pleasure to create again. I can't wait to start on my next book.

Now I'm not sure what the next one will be. I have a shifter one I need to work on (and this will probably be my next attempt, lol) but would love to squeeze in a ménage book... thinking three hunky guys might be the right number. I'd also love to right the next instalment of both my vampire series and my Enchanted Lovers series... poor Tianna has been waiting for her book for some time.

My other big news... and this is still speculation at this time... is that a dear friend and I are contemplating entering the TransRocky Challenge. It's a seven day, multi-stage mountain bike race from Fernie BC to Canmore AB, across the continental divide... it involves an insane amount of climbing and some spectacular single-track riding...I'm totally stoked. Now the reason we're still contemplating it is the cost... these kind of races don't come cheap. And not only that, I really need to upgrade my bike if I want to compete (for fun, lol) in a race like this. I'll keep you posted... can you tell I'm excited just at the thought?

Okay, sooooo, on to the writing. I feel soooo guilty. I absolutely love Twice Bitten, but couldn't find a spare moment to announce it on here. This is the second story in the Dark Prophecy series and tells the tale of the second Talisman to be found. Only this time, there are two gorgeous enforcers and one lucky lady. So, better late than never, here's the blurb and a quick excerpt...

Twice bitten...once saved.

Despising the sight of blood isn’t a desirable quality for a vampire, never mind an Enforcer, a vampire sworn to protect a sacred talisman from those seeking its power. Couple that with a twin brother who can feel and taste your every sensation and immortality feels more like a curse. Too bad Gabe and Mathias’ troubles have just begun.

When the guardian of their talisman literally falls into their lap, they discover the draw of the pendant goes much deeper than just their pledge. It rekindles their sexual desires, and they’ll use all their vampire tricks to lure Ripley into their bed, and into their withered hearts

But when Ripley discovers the truth, her life and the fate of the talisman are put to the test. Can the men earn back her trust or will this sunset be their last?

Excerpt...

Ripley quickened her pace, squinting at the bar’s silhouette as the sun rose behind it like a halo of gold. But there was nothing holy about the building, and she couldn’t shake the ripple of fear that rolled through her stomach as she stared at the dull brick. She hadn’t told her dad the real reason she didn’t want to venture to the bar today—he’d only laugh and tell her to stop living in a world of make-believe. But even as she tried to convince herself there wasn’t anything to be afraid of, a stark chill wove down her spine. It was as if the shadows were darker here, and the air just a few degrees colder.

She’d heard stories, though she was positive they were just that—elaborate stories. There were no such things as vampires or werewolves and standing there freezing her ass off as she decided whether it was safe to dash down the alley and slip in the rear entrance, was only delaying her task. If she didn’t hurry, Sirus might venture out from his suite to play in one of his fantasy rooms with one of the maids.

Ripley’s nipples tightened, and her pussy clenched at the image that formed in her mind. Though she’d never admitted it, more than a few of the rooms had tempted her imagination. While she’d had her share of sexual experiences, they’d all been ordinary, like vanilla-flavoured ice cream. She’d often considered sneaking into one of Sirus’ pleasure areas and experiencing something far more wicked. But she’d never had the nerve…or a partner she’d trusted enough. And she wasn’t about to put her faith in a stranger.

Or two…

She smiled at the lingering thought. Of all the rooms in Sirus’ place, the doubles area was by far the most intriguing. She’d witnessed a few of the ladies from the bar indulge in multiple partners, but had never accepted any of the offers to try the pleasure for herself. To feel twin tongues caressing her body or have one man lick her while another rode her to completion. Since she’d stopped being Sirus’ accountant two years ago, she’d been lucky to score a date, let alone a night of wild passion.

A sharp gust of cold air startled her from her thoughts. She pulled her collar tighter as she neared the door, avoiding the collection of trashcans piled beside the small set of stairs. She grabbed for the railing and stepped up when one of the lids from the cans clattered to the ground, sending a harsh tone echoing down the alley. Ripley screamed and jumped, clutching her chest as a black cat jumped out of the wreckage and scooted down the street, its claws making faint scratching sounds along the cement. She closed her eyes, trying to calm the pounding in her chest as she forced her legs forward, promising herself she wouldn’t be bullied again. This was it…her last favour.

The keys jingled as she shuffled through them, looking for the small brass oval. The fact she’d kept her set told her more than she wanted to know. A depressing gloom settled over her as she slipped the key into the hole, the familiar sound of the lock tumbling inside the door lighting the cold air. She gave a shove, cringing when a loud creak filled the silence. God help her if Sirus decided to investigate the sound. The man had a way of breaking through her defences until his wish seemed to have been her idea.

Ripley took a deep breath, the cold air tingling the inside of her nose. She held her head high and pushed open the door, stepping into the scattering of shadows laced along the hallway. She’d half expected Sirus to be leaning against the wall, his usual cocky smile curving his lips, and was relieved to be greeted by nothing more than an empty hallway. She headed off to her right, taking the basement steps two at a time. The quicker she found the files, the quicker she got back to her mundane life.

She stopped at a large door, and slipped the key into the lock, smiling as it clicked open, swinging the heavy wood across the floor. A wedge of light opened up across the room, illuminating a stack of boxes off to her right. Apparently Sirus was using the place as a storage room, which meant finding the files would be more challenging.

She cursed her dumb luck and tossed the keys back in her purse as she stepped farther inside, casting more light along the left section of the room. An antique, oak desk shimmered into sight as the door swung away, casting a harsh glare along the back wall.

Ripley turned to flick on the lights when her gaze landed on the dim outline of a half-naked man on the couch, his large form splayed across the cushions. Her breath caught in her chest, the audible rasp whispering through the room. She sensed the air ripple around her a moment before a set of fangs appeared in front of her.

She shrieked and lurched back, losing her purse as it slipped off her arm, landing with a thud on the floor. She raised her hands in defence, glancing towards the door when another body materialised behind it and slammed the thing shut. Pale skin held her eyes as the figure turned, the man’s face distorted into some kind of animal. The first creature grabbed her arm and she instinctively yanked back, tripping over her bag when her foot caught in the strap. Her boot shot forward, launching her body backwards. There was a harried moment of freefall before a loud bang rattled her head, and she faded into the darkness.

Twice Bitten is currently available at Total-e-Bound and through kindle. I have to admit, Gabe is a vamp after my heart. I loved writing him and hope you enjoy it.

Okay, hitting the sack here. I promise to try and post more often. I really want to start yacking about more than just writing... cause yeah, my life is that freaky at times, I'm sure someone will get a kick out of it.

Cheers,

Kris

And so a New Era Begins...

2010-09-13T10:08:00.001-07:00

It's official. After years of knowing it was going to happen and preparing myself for the inevitable, the day has finally arrived... I am now the proud (if not psychotic) mother of a TEENAGER!!! Yes it's true. Kyle is thirteen today!

I'm not sure how it happened. I swear just yesterday my little boy was smiling up at me with only four teeth and an innocence that warms the heart. I was the centre of his world and well... moms ruled back then.

Now, he's nearly tall enough to look me in the eye, and I swear the xbox has taken my roll as gravity queen and said centre of the universe...oh, I'm in there somewhere. I'm the "mom can I have 5 bucks for lunch?" and "mom, can we go to a movie, oh and you have to drive." Yeah, I'm there... just not quite the way it used to be.

Don't get me wrong. I love having older kids. Getting the freedom back to finally grocery shop without all three in tow. I'm sure you all remember chariot races down the aisles and crying children right at checkout time. Then there's being able to go for a run without worrying about finding someone to watch them. Having real, adult-like conversations and going to movies that aren't animated and rated higher than G. But it's also a constant reminder that the years, are indeed, passing and it won't be long before driving then living on their own...dare I say grandchildren?

Okay, maybe I'm jumping the gun just a bit, but thirteen is huge!!!! The last step before true adulthood. He's not a child anymore, he's a teenager, soon to be adult... I think I need a drink.

Anyway, here's a huge Happy Birthday to my son, Kyle. He's a great kid and I couldn't be blessed with a better kid to ease me into my new role as mom of kids with hormones and crushes. I hope you have a great day!!!!! I love you and I'm so very proud of you.

cheers,

Kris

School, Motorcycles and a Deadly Obsession...

2010-09-07T23:22:00.000-07:00

Well, today was the first day of school, and quite frankly, I'm not ready for summer to be over. I know there are lots of parents who celebrate the ending of summer vacation and dance into another school year...but I'm not one of them. Quite frankly, I love summer vacation and wish we had another month of it.

Now it's not to say my kids don't get on my nerves and I do enjoy the brief quiet in the house, but other than that, I quite dislike school time. The driving back and forth, the arguments over homework and projects...struggling to make it to the school bus stop on time and the herculean acts to get them out of bed... yes, I dislike school. Did I mention endless lunches and early bedtimes.

I am starting to think my children and I are a lost horde of vampires who really want to stay up all night and sleep 'til noon. And I'd love for someone to tell me what the hell happened to school being from 9 to 3:30? My kids are out the door at 7:30 and home by 2:30...I'm certain the school system is royally screwed up.

But alas, another school year is here and I'm trying to embrace it...if we only survive the first week.

In other news, my brother took a spill on his motorcycle. Now I don't normally talk about such things, but the man broke two ribs, his collarbone and his scapula in three places... all this and he just finished racing in the Ironman in Penticton... I'm just glad he was wearing a helmet...nothing too serious, but lord knows he's not happy and won't be running anymore 'races' for a while... here's wishing you a speedy recovery, bro.

Finally, one piece of good news...

It seems Deadly Obsession is still hanging on to third spot in the Thriller category at All Romance ebooks. I'm tickled pink it's doing so well. In its first week it soared up to third place and became a best seller. I know it won't last forever, but it's sure great while it lasts.

Okay, time to hit the sack. It's late and the bus comes whether we're out there or not.

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

It's Time for Keeping Faith!

2010-09-06T14:16:00.000-07:00

Squeeeeee.

Today, my new book, Keeping Faith, is available from Total-e-Bound as part of their Threefold Anthology. It's the first time I've ever been in an anthology, and what company I'm with. Authors Brynn Paulin, Kim Dare, Desiree Holt, Charolette Stein and Suzanne Graham... I couldn't be more thrilled. I'm seriously planning on sponging off their fans in the hopes I'll grab some new ones. And even better is that I'll ve able to see this one in print soon, too.

Okay, so what is the Threefold Anthology about? Well, I'm sure you've guessed it's a ménage collection, and I believe that all of the stories include two hunky gentlemen and an extremely lucky lady. There is a huge variety of genres here, and I know you won't be disappointed if you pick one up. From BDSM to contemporary to the beginning of a new series, this collection has it all.

As for my story, I decided to put my years as a helicopter pilot to good use, since I'm not making a living flying anymore, lol. Here's the blurb and a quick peek inside...

Blurb...

Faith is about to discover why three is a prime number.

As a helicopter pilot, Faith Anderson is pretty open-minded. But when she finds her lover’s best friend in his bed, naked, she assumes the worst and leaves, not realising she’s just walked out on years of planning.

Donovan can’t believe his ultimate seduction has just gone up in flames, not after finally finding a woman he and his friend, Parker, know is the other piece to their puzzle. They’ve spent years watching her, and after being together for over a year, one miscalculation has ruined everything…until Parker comes up with a plan that’ll have Faith flying back into their arms, and their bed.

Excerpt...

A strong gust of wind buffeted the aircraft, dropping it a hundred feet. Faith tensed, dragging her thoughts back into the cabin. She looked at the horizon, cursing the band of clouds building ahead of her. Pockets of visible rain loomed over the flatlands periodically illuminated by flashes of bright lightning. She glanced at the map, gauging the distance to the small drilling station. It’d be tight, but she might be able to get back in the air before the storm reached the clearing.

Faith pulled more pitch and pushed the nose forward, gaining speed. It would only buy her a few minutes, but that might be all she’d need. The helicopter shimmied in the gusting wind, making her grateful she’d missed dinner. As strong as her stomach was, the constant turbulence grated on her nerves.

She cursed and lowered the machine, skimming across the treetops. An opening in the landscape blossomed into view, marking the cabin’s location. She lowered the power, broadcasting her intentions out across the radio as she readied the chopper for landing. Large drops of rain splattered on the bubble, distorting her view as she bled off the remaining airspeed and settled the machine across the small log pad. A flash of light flickered across the sky, followed by a low rumble.

“Bloody hell.”

She shut the machine down, not willing to chance the gusting winds. The men hadn’t so much as glanced out of the cabin windows, adding to her growing tension. If they didn’t get airborne before the edge of the storm passed over, they’d all be stuck for the night.

Faith jumped out of the helicopter, secured one of the blades as it slowed to a stop and grabbed the rifle out of the baggage compartment. While it was only sixty feet to the cabin, she never left the machine without it. Grizzlies were unpredictable this time of year, and she wasn’t in the mood for any more delays. She shielded her face against the onslaught of wind and rain, and ran for the door. How the guys hadn’t heard the chopper land was a mystery to her, but she’d tan their hides if they weren’t ready. They had five minutes—ten tops—to beat the weather before they were trapped. And as nice as it’d be to spend a night away from the camp, holing up in a drilling rig with two silver-spoon mama’s boys wasn’t her idea of fun.

She yanked open the door and stomped her feet on the rough, burlap mat as she stepped into the cabin, slamming the door shut behind her. “Why the hell aren’t you boys geared up and ready?” she snapped, leaning the rifle against the wall as she rounded the small corner that led into the main area. “I swear. I’ve already had to extend my duty time—if you guys strand me out here all night, I don’t care who your daddy is, I’ll…”

Her voice faded into a stunned silence as she stopped dead, staring at the dimly lit room. Dozens of candles wavered in the growing darkness, their tiny flames creating pockets of warm light, bathing the room with a cosy glow that made the shadows on the walls flicker and dance. A large blanket had been wrapped around the rig, hiding the dull metal and keeping the draughty air from swirling about the room. A small table and three chairs had been squeezed into one corner, while an oversized bed dominated the other. Pillows spilled across the duvet adding depth to the already thick mattress.

A flash of movement caught her eye and she turned as a shadowy figure stepped out from behind the rig, his brown hair flecked with red from the muted light. The tight feeling in her chest increased, and she blinked, not sure how she stayed on her feet as a wide smile broke across his face.

“Hello, Faith.”

Thanks for dropping by. I plan on making some trailers for a couple of these stories over the next couple of days, so stay tuned.

Kris
Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

KrisNorris.ca

Photo Finish

2010-09-02T19:40:00.000-07:00

I'm sooo bad. Photo Finish came out two weeks ago and I haven't even blogged about it. I just have no time these days. Between squeezing out the last of summer with the kids, trying to get ready for school to start, the day job... and yeah, let's not talk about how long it's been since I wrote... well, blogging has gone by the way side. Maybe soon I'll be able to get back into it.

Anyway, I have a brand new book out and it's part of the Handcuffs and Lace collection. Here's the blurb...

Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words, but this time, they all spell betrayal.

Photo Journalist, Paige Sommers, is out to get digital proof to put longtime arms dealer, Jason Tate, away for good. After losing her fiancé, Brogan Johnson, during an undercover operation with the same dealer six months ago, she’s finally ready to rejoin the world, and put an end to Jason’s rule. But when her zoom lens brings a familiar face into view, she’s not sure what to believe.

Special Agent Brogan Johnson is just a night away from bringing down the largest weapon’s dealer on the west coast. Having given up all connections from his previous life to go deep undercover, he’s willing to do anything to see Jason Tate brought to justice.... That’s until his ex-fiancé enters the picture, literally. With photographic evidence of the deal, she’s just placed her name at the top of Jason’s hit list. If Brogan can just get her to trust him one last time, they might have a chance at their elusive happily ever after.

I've also made a book trailer for it. I hope you enjoy the quick visual peek into the story.

Cheers,

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

Worlds Apart is number 1...

2010-08-26T23:40:00.001-07:00

Wow... I'm in total squee mode. For the past week, Worlds Apart has been number 1 at fictionwise in the erotica sci-fi category and is an official best seller!!!! I'm totally stoked. It's also number 3 in their overall erotica section... right behind my gal pal Brynn Paulin, and her awesome new book, Kidnap and Kink.

Now I know it won't last, but at this moment, I'm enjoying every second of it... more proof to my kids that see, I wasn't playing games on the computer...the entire time:)

Now if my day job doesn't suck the life out of me, I'll post about my newest release, Photo Finish, tomorrow... yeah, it's been out just over a week and I haven't even mentioned it... lame I know.

Worlds Apart - Number 3 on Fictionwise...

2010-08-16T22:45:00.000-07:00

Hey all,

I know, I know. I'm sure everyone thought I'd fallen off the face of the earth... in reality my day job is just sucking my soul. I've often said I need a clone, and well, I think my clone needs a clone. But I'm trying to get through... not sure if I'll sink or swim yet, but hopefully the Gods of fairness will smile at me, though I think I pissed them off when I shouted carefully chosen words at them. But I digress...

The reason for my post. Well, one was to finally post again. I'm going to try and actually do this on a regular basis. I've got some catching up to do. Bronwyn tagged me to put out ten things about myself you don't know, which I will do very soon, and I have kitten pictures to update. My little babies turned one year old and I really want to show you how not-so-little they are. But I need more time for that. I also have a release coming out on Wednesday, which I'll post about, but again, I need more time... So for today, I just want to jump up and down on my computer.

For those of you who don't know... yeah, right, lol... Worlds Apart was released back in May, but for reasons of cosmic proportions, it didn't get put up on fictionwise until this past week. I've been nervously awaiting to see if it'd be well-received and what, if any, kind of ratings it'd get.

I know, I know... yes, I'm the same person who not too long ago went on about how reviews will come in both good and bad, but hey, I'm a gluten for punishment. So, I've been checking the past couple of days to see if anything developed. Well, I'm thrilled to say as of right now, Worlds Apart is number 3 on their erotic sci-fi chart and has received 6 ratings... it looks like 4 or 5 greats and 1 or 2 goods... yeah for Worlds Apart...

This mean a lot to me as it's my first futuristic book and I wasn't sure how readers would take to it. But even if only for today, I'm tickled as they seem to be enjoying it. I absolutely love Griffin and Samantha and hope anyone who reads it loves them too. You can also find Worlds Apart at Resplendence Publishing, All Romance Ebooks and for the Kindle.

Okay, I'm off to post at the Gems' blog. Hope on over and get a sneak peek at my Handcuffs and Lac story coming out on Wednesday called... Photo Finish!

Cheers,

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

Remembering...

2010-07-23T14:02:00.000-07:00

Today is a strange day for me...July 23rd... my mother's birthday. She would have been 75 today and I'm a bit overwhelmed how much it's affected me. I mean, I live everyday knowing she's gone. There are more than a few times something happens and I reach for the phone, only to remember that she's not at the other end anymore. That my questions remain unanswered from the previous 'wise' woman of the family. And if you know anything about me, I'm so not the wise woman of the family now. I'm more like a ram... headstrong and stubborn, using sheer will and determination to make things happen.

She had a plan. She learned from her mistakes and made adjustments. I just keep hoping the rules will change, or that, this time, I'll be able to bend them more.

My mother was a strong woman. She'd suffered for many years with chronic illness but never let it defeat her. Even in the end, she held on longer than I thought possible. I pray I maintain half her strength as I face the world, not alone, but not whole. At least not yet.

Funny, how there are so many firsts in life. First laugh, first smile, first kiss, first love. Yet, in the long line of firsts, there are those that happen we wish we didn't have to experience. First loss, first birthday without a card, first anniversary you don't celebrate...first birthday that's no longer important.

But, on a more pleasant note, I decided that since I couldn't give flowers to my mother, I'd give some to my daughter. Share the happy thoughts instead of the sad. Look to her for glimpses of the part of my mom that still lives in her...and remember...

Happy Birthday Mom.

love your daughter

Five Delightful Divas for Checkmate...

2010-07-08T18:16:00.000-07:00

Seems I've been posting about reviews a bit lately, but this time I have a reason to want to shout. Checkmate got five delightful divas from Shelly at Dark Diva reviews.

Now, I realize that moments like these should be treasured because with every great review I'm sure there's a not-so-great one hanging around somewhere, lol. But I'll chose to celebrate the great today.

Shelly said...

If you like romantic suspense, you're going to love this one. Kendall's brother, Trace, is kidnapped and FBI Special Agent, Dawson Cade is called in to protect Kendall and help find her brother.

Kris Norris weaves a very fine tale of mystery and romance with a persistent criminal who stays one step ahead of Dawson Cade. He leads them on a twisting path through the wilderness with an unrealistic time-frame to complete various tasks with a multitude of threats to keep them moving. Through all of this, Dawson comes to care for Kendall and fights his attraction to her, knowing he's there to protect her.

Forced into constant contact, Dawson and Kendall want to seek comfort from each other in a difficult situation, but know they have to keep each other out of harms way. Dawson is torn when he realizes he must use Kendall to lure the criminal out of hiding.

Kris Norris ties everything together in a fast-paced, detailed story that's very easy to get addicted to. Dawson is the perfect hero. In the end, he’s there to save the day and get the girl. The sexual tension between Dawson and Kendall, as well as the mystery of solving the crime kept me on the edge of my seat. Checkmate was a truly enjoyable read and I will definitely seek out more stories from Kris Norris!

You can check out Dark Diva Reviews to read the entire review and look for more if you'd like.

I'm quite thrilled folks are enjoying Checkmate. It's definitely a book that's dear to my heart. I actually took up adventure racing so I could write Kendall as realistic as possible. Plus, I felt I wasn't living on the edge enough...taking up too much space. I'm also thrilled because Checkmate will be available in paperback later this summer, so here's to more reasons to celebrate.

Thanks for tuning in.

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

LOL!!! I LOVE This Video!!!!

2010-07-02T23:21:00.001-07:00

Disclaimer...

...the author of this blog is not knocking reviews nor reviewers, but is mainly trying to find balance, serenity, and a sense of humour in the outrageous world of I loved versus I hated...

OMG!!!!

Okay, I know it's been forever since I've posted, but this one post is going to grant me forgiveness and make you pee your pants. I haven't laughed so hard in a long time.

As writers, we all look at reviews as a love/hate relationship. We love the good ones and hate the bad. But moreover, quite often we don't get more than a one line explanation of why someone didn't like our work, and sometimes not even that. (Don't you just love the poor star rating without a word to go with it...) Even with an explanation, it seems that what one person thinks is brilliant, another thinks is a unbelievable. I also find it funny how a great review lifts us up for a short time, while a meh or bad review can bum us out for days or even weeks.

As I release more books, and have a few more reviews coming in, at least I think they'll be coming in, lol, I'm trying to keep an even keel...I can't please everyone and some folks simply won't like what I've written. It doesn't mean others will feel the same and I have to learn to roll with it... of course I'd much rather do as this next author in the video.

If EVER there was a single creation to sum up the roller coaster ride known as reviews, this is it!!!

See... I told you it was hilarious. I think the woman's expressions are what puts it over the edge for me. Thanks to my great pal Bron for sending me this link and making my day... you rock girl.

Hugs to all and thanks for dropping by.

Kris Norris,

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

KrisNorris.ca

Squeee... I'm number 1

2010-06-10T20:10:00.000-07:00

Well at least in one category on a couple of sites. I was actually searching the web for more unpleasant reasons, and clicked on a link for Healing Hands...and low and behold, it's ranked number one on the best selling list for Erotic Fantasy at ereader.com and eslick.com, both companies of Barnes and Noble!!!!

Needless to say, I'm totally thrilled. I can never find stuff like this, it seems, so to just stumble upon it was kinda cool. Guess this means I should finish writing the second one, lol. Too many series, too little time.

Just had to shout it to the world a bit... cause who knows when you'll get another chance. Go Healing Hands!!!

cheers,

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

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I Love Making Trailers and all things Webby...

2010-06-09T11:01:00.000-07:00

I love making book trailers and websites. What can I say. I just get all tingly at trying to think of how to represent either a book or a person's, well, writing personality. So far I've made three websites, mine, Bronwyn's, and Mia's. I'm currently making another for the awesomely talented Brynn Paulin and have another writer in the wings. I can't wait for Brynn's web to go live...I really love the design on this one. It's sexy and sophisticated... just like the author. I really hope she ends up loving it as much as I do:)

I also spent some time making a new book trailer for my gal pal, Bronwyn Green. Her book, Immortal Curse, is my favourite book right now. I swear... I take it out... often... and re-read it. Yes, it's that good. So... I just had to make a trailer to show her how fabulous I thought her story was. Here's the end result. I hope you enjoy it.

There you have it. My newest creation. I'll be making another for her story coming out in July... Moonlit Ménage... part of the Summer Solstice collection, and for my ménage, Keeping Faith, part of the Threefold Anthology, coming out in September.

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

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Better Late...

2010-06-01T19:03:00.001-07:00

Well, it took a while, but I finally have new book trailers for my latest releases. Over on the side you'll fine my new creations for Deadly Obsession and Worlds Apart. I also made a new trailer for my awesome friend, Bronwyn Green and her fabulous new book, Immortal Curse. I love this story and can't tell you how many times I've read it...sigh...

In other news, I have a new review up for Healing Hands. Hannah from Bitten by Books gave it four tombstones and had this to say...

Kris Norris’ “Healing Hands” offers an interesting combination of mystical, royal, and compelling ingredients. Mira and Keegan are an exciting mix of characters. The Rite of Passage proves to offer more to both of them than just an act of sex. The storyline is compelling, attention-grabbing, and interestingly mixes a handful of emotional elements.

If you'd like to read the full review, check out my website for the link.

Okay, off to kid stuff... gotta love the last month of school. I swear I spend more time there than the kids.

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

KrisNorris.ca

The Long and Short of it...

2010-05-29T15:29:00.001-07:00

I don't usually double post, but this subject is something I've been wondering about for a while. So, here are my thoughts about writing short...

So, I have a question, which may take a while to get to, but rest assured, it's in here. When I first started writing stories, I have to confess that I never really considered the length of said story. I had an idea and ran with it until it was done. Now remember, that at this point, I considered a novel, just that, a novel. Though I'd read a ton of ebooks, they were always novel length. I'd never ventured into the realm of shorts or novellas, always choosing stories that were just digital versions of the books I'd buy in the stores. I'm not sure if I equated shorts to stories I'd see only in collections or the kind of stuff you'd submit to magazines, but I hadn't considered short stories in their own right.

After a couple of books were contracted, I was informed (nicely, of course) that shorter stories sold better in e-form. Quite honestly, I was shocked. I mean, to me, I thought readers would want to read a full book. I didn't realize there were such tasty treats out there as the Lust Bites and Novellas found at TEB. Needless to say, I've since written a few of these, though my heart is still in the grand tales. I love epic adventures that allow me time to develop characters and weave intricacies into the plot line. It took me a while to figure out how to condense a thought into just a single event and build the plot around that event.

Okay, getting to the question part...really.

As I've been flipping through some different sites lately, some personal sites, some commercial, I've come across a number of reviews or ratings where the reviewer/rater has given a story a so-so review based mostly on the fact it was too short. There are common comments, such as...the characters weren't as developed as I wanted, and the plot wasn't as intricate as I'd hoped it be, I'd have liked more back-story...

Now everyone is allowed their opinion, and I'm truly not knocking reviews or ratings of books. We all get some great and some not-so-great ones. But I was puzzled by these comments. I mean...what is the reader expecting in a 15,000 word story? It's hardly enough time to introduce a plot, add some angst, get to the 'hot' stuff and resolve everything before one's time is up! So it made me wonder if readers are expecting a fully developed novel shrunk down into a pint-size offering?

Is this true? And if so, are authors falling short or are readers really expecting too much for the reality of the situation?

For me, as a reader, I look at the length of a book and adjust my expectations a bit. I know, if it's a short story that's part of a collection, that it's really going to be more of a snap-shot into the lives of the characters, not a full journey. I still expect a storyline, but I don't anticipate it'll be as involved as a story twice it's length, simply knowing there isn't enough time to get it all in. I want character development, but I don't expect it will be mind-altering in such a short space.

Perhaps it being a writer and knowing that 2000 words can be the difference in the plot being full rather than a bit sparse. That 2000 words can be the ending you've always wanted versus a quicker wrap up than intended. I think I give authors a bit of a break realizing they're working on restrictions imposed by the publisher and that they're trying to give you as rich an experience as they can within a very short space.

So...what is everyone's opinion on this? Do you expect a full novel in a short version? Do you take into account the length of a story before you make any expectations? If short sells better, but every comment is... I wish it was longer... how do authors please their readers if their shorter offerings are looked at as not quite complete, but folks won't buy the larger ones?

I'd also love to know why readers prefer short? Is it having to read on a computer, though with the iPad and e-readers now available, I think this argument will soon be a thing of the past? Is it the desire for instant gratification where you know you can sit down and finish a book in an evening? Does it come down to cost?

Any insight is welcomed. But before I leave you, I wanted to announce that Deadly Obsession is now available in PRINT!!!! Yeah!!! It is, of course, a long book and I'm hoping the option to read it more conventionally will help make it a success, but either way, I'll still write longer novels because I love epic adventures.

Thanks for tuning in. See you all next month.

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

KrisNorris.ca

It's Live!

2010-05-27T21:03:00.000-07:00

I'm thrilled to announce Worlds Apart is now available through Resplendence Publishing, and most third party sellers this week. It's my new, futuristic erotic thriller and I just love the cover Les made for it. It suits the book perfectly and captured the tone and look of the planet that I was after.

Here's the blurb and a new excerpt. I hope you enjoy it...

Two cultures—one dusty planet. Intergalactic relations have never been so hot.

Starship Captain, Samantha Grier, has only two options—crash land her warship on an unknown planet inhabited by God knows what, or drift through space. She never counted on becoming part of a colony of barbarians, or becoming the center of attention for their illustrious leader…a man more than capable of claiming both her heart, and her body. Too bad not everyone is thrilled by the new sleeping arrangements.

Griffin can’t believe his good fortune. Not only did the humans arrive just as their power grid was failing, but their Captain is a vision of beauty. With blue eyes and fair skin, he knows instantly that she’s his intended mate. But claiming her is the easy part. When brutal attacks bring the two cultures to the brink of war, will he be able to keep the colony together, while maintaining his role as her mate? Or will the tension leave them worlds apart?

Griffin growled at the image that materialized in his head—Sam naked, her thighs spread wide as she worked her delicate finger around her pulsating nub. He could see the look of pleasure on her face, smell the hot aroma of her arousal, as she fought to draw her climax out by sinking her finger inside her, feeling her walls clasp her skin.

He felt his lips pull back of their own accord as he lowered his mouth to her shoulder, scraping the mark he’d left just a few weeks earlier. A muffled cry strummed through the air, her head tilting away to grant him access. He threaded his fingers through her hair, holding her open.

“Did my naughty little mate just confess she pleasured herself while I worked just moments away, hot and hard at the knowledge I’d miss tasting her sweet sheath?” He shook his head as he teased the hole of her sex with just the tip of his finger. “Dangerous choice, little one. One that won’t go unpunished.”

Her surprised shriek filled the room as he twisted her in his arms and lifted her up, tossing her over his shoulder before heading for the door. He nodded at Sirena and Cain as they walked into the room, ignoring the scathing glares they gave him. They still didn’t approve of his choice of mate, but he wasn’t in the mood for explanations.

He turned left out of the doorway and picked his way through the intersecting hallways, smiling at the way Sam cursed under her breath. She obviously hadn’t expected him to carry her off like the barbarian her crew often accused him of being, but she’d pushed him too far. Watching her bite back tears as the pain of their separation all but tore her apart was more than he could stand. After today, she’d understand the depth of their bond.

Sam huffed and crossed her arms on her chest when he finally placed her on her feet at the edge of the sofa in their room. A small crease lined her forehead, and her foot tapped restlessly against the floor. “Just what in the hell do you think you’re doing?” she said, unlocking her arms so she could palm her hands on her hips. “In my world, men don’t throw a woman over their shoulder like a bloody sack of potatoes and march home like some conquering hero.”

Griffin matched her accusations with a step forward. He could tell by the slight twitch in her mouth that his dominance excited her, though he knew she’d never willingly admit it. He reached out and cupped her chin, stroking one side with the pad of his thumb. “You can claim you want your independence... that you don’t enjoy when I take control, but your body says differently.” He inhaled, closing his eyes at her sweet scent. “You smell delicious. Now come with me, and I’ll show you what happens when you deny me the right of pleasuring you.”

“But—”Her voice cut off into a delighted squeal when he hoisted her into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. A brilliant smile lit her lips, accentuating the cute dimple in her chin. He covered the four strides to the bed, sitting down on the edge with her still cradled in his arms. She grabbed for his neck when the bed gave beneath his weight.

“I’d never let you fall,” he said, brushing the lose strands back from her face. “But I’m afraid I can’t allow your actions to go...without recourse. After all, you reached your pleasure...” he held up his hand, stopping her protest, before continuing. “However unsatisfying it may have been.” He smoothed his fingers down her chest, stopping between her breasts. “Now be a good girl, and take your...punishment.”

Sam’s eyes widened when he fisted her shirt, tearing it off before twisting her forward, repeating his actions with her pants, as he laid her across his legs. She wiggled against his hold, stilling when his fingers traveled the length of her ass.

“No, Griffin. You are not going to spank me.”

“I can see you’re still intent on denying what your body so clearly desires.” He swiped a finger through her crease, gathering her cream on the tip. He hummed as he sucked the digit clean, dipping down for another pass. “How many times must my hand connect with this beautiful flesh before you admit what I know to be true?”

“Griffin!”

He chuckled at the authoritative tone to her voice, all the while her body clamored for his touch. He curled over her back, kissing her neck. “Trust me.”

Thanks for visiting,

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

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Arriving in PRINT—for the second time...

2010-05-21T22:08:00.001-07:00

Yes, here it is Friday, May 21 and I haven't had time yet to blog about my new print release, Deadly Obsession. I know...I love e-books and still buy all of my pleasure reading books that way, but I'd be lying if I didn't say there was something epic about holding your own book...in flesh and blood.

Okay, so the book isn't of flesh and blood, but I am, and damn, I love holding it. On Monday, May 17th, Deadly Obsession hit the actual bookshelves...at TEB and AMAZON, and I couldn't be more thrilled.

And for those of you who don't know what it's about, it's book two in my 'Til Death series and one of my favourites. Here's the blurb and an excerpt...

He's blurred the line between reality and fantasy, bringing Brooklyn's imaginary world to life...and only one man stands between him and his deadly obsession.

Brooklyn Matthews is an erotic romance author whose life is anything but 'Happily Ever After'. With her marriage on the brink of disaster, it's time to face the truth...Gage doesn't love her, so why make them both suffer. But when she's viciously attacked during a routine book signing, she realises she's been given one more chance to get Gage back into her life. And she's not above using sex to do it.

Special Agent Gage Matthews can't believe his life has gone from spicy to sour in the space of a heartbeat. And all it took was one night...one mistake. Now, six months later, he's ready to sign away a decade of his life and while he isn't above righting a wrong, marrying Brooklyn wasn't wrong. But when an obsessive stalker puts her in the hospital, repeatedly threatening her life, will he simply play the role of the gallant knight? Or will he prove love, sex and happy endings aren't only for the pages of her books?

March 12th—Seattle—Quill and Ink Bookstore

Brooklyn Matthews sat behind the table, pen poised between her fingers, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear. She stared at the crisp, blank page, listening to the woman ramble on about her sister and how much they loved reading her books.

“We’re your biggest fans,” the woman said in a heated rush, threading all the words together in her haste. “We’ve read all your books. I like Sarah’s Secret the best, but Marg, the sister I was telling you about, she thought Badge of Honour was better. Don’t get me wrong, I liked it too, but I still think this is your best work.” She paused to gulp down a large breath of air. “Do you have a favourite, Ms. Matthews?”

Brooklyn looked up from the flap of the book. She’d tuned the lady out ten minutes ago, and other than her name, hadn’t heard enough to even hazard a guess at an exceptional answer. She smiled, twirling the pen around her fingers. “Am I making the dedication out to you?” she asked. “Or did you say this was for your sister?”

The woman hesitated, giving Brooklyn a puzzled look, before flashing another exuberant smile. “For me…please. As I was saying, Sarah’s Secret is my favourite novel of yours.”

“That’s very kind of you to say,” replied Brooklyn, scribbling the same, sentimental words across the white paper. She signed her name, closing the book as she handed it back across the table.

The woman giggled with joy, clutching the treasured pages to her chest, as she rose from the seat and headed for the door. Brooklyn looked around the small store, relieved the steady stream of eager fans had dissipated. She sighed and glanced at her watch. Only half an hour before she was scheduled to meet Gage at the lawyer’s office, and she definitely needed a breather before she’d be ready to face him. She rose from the padded, wooden chair, fidgeting with her hair again, before heading towards the back of the store. At least, she could steal a few moments of quiet in the woman’s restroom, even if it meant listening to the steady drone of elevator music playing across the intercom.

She ducked down a small hallway, skirting a discarded bucket and mop. She turned left at the end, but stopped at the entrance, staring at the muck splattered across the floor and the large, yellow sign blocking the doorway.

Out of Service.

She stepped back, reading the black, block letters with a sigh. She backtracked to the hallway, opening the door to the men’s room. The only male employee had scampered off on a break, and she doubted the manager would care which restroom she hid in.

“Hello?” She stepped inside, ignoring the predominately male scent lingering in the air, and headed for the sink, eager to spray a handful of cool water across her face. Of all the days to have a book signing, today was by far the worst. She never would’ve agreed if her agent hadn’t conned her into it, subtly reminding her how well her books did when she mingled amidst her fans. While it was usually one of her favourite activities, her heart just wasn’t in it today. She looked down at her left hand, noticing how bare it looked. She feigned a smile, telling herself it was all for the best…Gage didn’t love her, so why make them both suffer?

She wiped a tear from her cheek, feeling others sting her eyes. She hadn’t seen Gage in the past three weeks, and it’d been over six months since they’d made love. She lowered her head, remembering their last encounter. He’d been angry, and had touched her in a way she’d never forgotten. Her heart clenched wishing the memory was one to cherish rather than forget. It marked the beginning of the end.

She stifled a sob, biting her bottom lip for strength, when something cold brushed against her back. She looked in the mirror just as the blade pierced her shirt, sinking into her flesh until the hilt locked against her skin. Her chest constricted as her throat clamped around a scream. She locked her fingers around the porcelain rim as an arm reached around her chest, pulling her backwards. She slammed into a man’s chest, feeling the knife twist in his grip.

“Did you think you could escape me, Sarah?” he slurred, brushing the side of his woollen mask against her neck. “Did you really think I wouldn’t find you?” He slid his hand under her shirt, cupping her breast as he gazed at her reflection, inhaling deeply. “What an intoxicating scent,” he mused, plumping her flesh, rubbing his erection against the cleft of her buttocks. “You smell good enough to eat, precious.”

Brooklyn stared at the mirror, her body frozen, as the pain buckled her knees, leaving her sagging in his arms, the shaft of the knife holding her up. He was a full head taller than she was, with large shoulders and strong arms. He was covered in black, from the ski mask on his face to the sweater and pants hugging his body. They were tight, clinging to every inch of his muscular frame. She looked into his eyes, watching the brown colour turn black with desire. And though she couldn’t see his mouth, she knew he was smiling.

“This is only the beginning, Sarah. And if you survive, you’ll prove you’re worthy of my love.” He pulled the knife free laughing as she fell to the floor. “Don’t disappoint me, Sarah. I’ll be waiting.”

My next release is this coming Tuesday and I'm thrilled. Worlds Apart will hit Resplendence's website on the 25th, and I'll be posting an excerpt and blurb here then. I hope you join me.

Cheers,

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

KrisNorris.ca

Quick Update...

2010-04-28T17:26:00.000-07:00

Just wanted to say congrats to Elaine who won the contest for a free copy of Deadly Obsession over on Chris' blog, Stumbling over Chaos. Once again, a huge thanks to Chris for having me hand at her blog and for having so many fabulous people leave comments and just plain show up. I plan on pestering Chris again in a few weeks to hold another contest the week before Worlds Apart comes out. So stay tuned for details and head over the Chris' blog to see her daily dose of Chaos.

I also wanted to thank Janna at EroromanceReader for featuring an excerpt from Centrefold as her Monday Smutty Scene!!!! You can't imagine my surprise or thrill at popping over there and finding my story on her page... Wow! Thanks again, Janna. I hope she enjoys reading the rest

of the book.

In other news, I made a website for fellow author Mia Watts!!! If

you haven't read Mia's stuff... go get some.. right now.

She's an amazing writer who'll make you laugh out loud. She's got lots of stuff to choose from, whether you like ménage, M/F or M/M. She's got something you'll love. You can check out my hard work, lol, here, where you'll find pages of Mia's hard work. Let me know what you think.

I love making websites and book trailers... which reminds me. I'm long overdo with a book trailer for Deadly Obsession, as well as making one for my awesome friend Bronwyn Green, whose new release Immortal Curse is so freaking awesome I can't say enough about it. You MUST read this book. It's in a class above. But be on the lookout for a trailer appearing soon...

Finally... a couple of days ago I got the most amazing package!!!! I finally received my print copies of Deadly Vision, and I have to say... I LOVE them. OMG! To actually hold the book... I can't begin to tell you the thrill it brought. Not that I don't love ebooks, but to have another part of a dream come true... I'm only sorry my mom passed before she could hold one.

Anyway, that's it for now. I'll try to find more stimulating stuff for next time.

cheers,

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time

KrisNorris.ca

The Late Gods and How Getting Fit is Killing Me...

2010-04-26T08:59:00.000-07:00

Well, it's Monday morning and, yup, the kids were late again. I've come to realize it's just one of those constants, like the tides and sunset. Monday morning and we're late, this time because I couldn't seem to drag my ass out of bed. I know, I really should have more respect for the institution of school and showing my kids they need to be on time... but somehow that's falling short for me. Must be part of the power bestowed by the Late Gods. How you justify that a few minutes late is really on time...I think their clocks are just fast.

Actually, part of it is my resistance to the wrongness of having school start at 8:25 and end at 2:15! I mean, what the hell happened to 9:00 until 3:30? They still do that back east. When we were in Toronto, all the kids left their houses close to nine and didn't get out until 3:45, yet, here, the kids are running through the door before tea time is over. I don't get it.

I know for us, it's all about busing. But they've recently made changes in the rest of BC. Schools all over the province have changed their times because they realized it was a bit on the early side. Hell, for me, 10 am would be a bit on the early side. But, I'm trying...

In other news, I actually managed to buckle down and add in two weight work-outs last week. Since losing my mum, I've decided to kick my ass back into better shape... no running and biking aren't enough. I need to be able to lift stuff without wondering why it's so damn hard, lol. But I have to tell you, I think getting fit is going to kill me. After the leg workout on Monday, I couldn't move for four days without pain! I suppose I'll just have to put up and shut up. Pain is good, at least that's what I'm telling myself. But it sucks having to use the counter to lower yourself to the toilet...makes one feel mighty old. Yes, all in the name of fitness.

One last bit of good news. I signed the contract for Twice Bitten, the second installment in my Dark Prophecy series. It'll be out at the beginning of next year, unless it gets pushed forward a bit, which I'm hoping for. But either way, at least I managed to actually get it done. Now I'm trying to feverishly finish another submission... ah, I have to the end of the week, no problem. Right.

Okay, back to writing and seeing how badly I can make my body hurt today.

Cheers,

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

KrisNorris.ca

Conspiracy Theory...

2010-04-20T13:28:00.000-07:00

OMG!!!

Okay, I'm not one to believe in conspiracies and the such, but I swear there's one going on here that's determined that my children will not get to school on time, so help them God!!!

Here's a bit of background....

We live in a rural area and my kids take the school bus into school in the morning. Now it comes really damn early, like seven freaking thirty early, but for the first half of the year, we all drag our butts down to the bus stop, because it's the only way I know my kids will get to school on time. Yup, look at their report cards and all those "late" dates are the few times I actually drove them in.

Well, as it goes, winter sucks with it being so damn dark out that early in the morning, so usually the kids get a brief reprieve from said bus for December, and sometimes a few weeks in January... but this year, that reprieve stretched over about three months... care to guess how many "lates" we have? Yeah, I think we've set a new record at thirty and climbing...

Now, don't get me wrong. It's not like we don't get up, or ready, but I swear as the sun is round, there are greater factors at work preventing us from getting out of the house on time. Whether it's an emergency trip to the bathroom... I'm told when ya gotta go, ya gotta go... or someone suddenly can't find shoes or one of the damn cats gets out and hides under the car, we just can't get out that door on time.

Fast forward to today. My kids have just missed two weeks of school because of our emergency trip back to Toronto for my mom. Then they get yesterday off because, well hey, it's a PD Day. So this morning I was going to put their butts on the bus, but we had a boy staying with us who can't ride the bus (that is a blog all it's own, I assure you) and I had to go in and take hot lunch orders... yeah, I'm a lunch lady, I know... I know.

Anyway, I get up early and run the dog so she'll be happy and won't decide to eat my house when I leave her alone because I'm going grocery shopping after dropping off the kids. I put her outside, while the kids are grabbing their books and shoes, figuring she needs a few minutes of private time for bathroom duty (this dog won't go anywhere but my house...it's a curse and a gift) I get all the kids strapped in, and we're on time to arrive about fifteen minutes early. A new record for us, I assure you. Then I simply ask my eldest son to put the dog in the house and we're off... well this is where the Late Gods bless me with more shit...the dog has gotten out of the yard and is now roaming the neighbourhood.

Now I might have considered just saying 'screw the damn dog' but I'm an animal lover and can't stand the thought she might get hurt. A few streets over backs onto the highway, so.... You guessed it, I drag the kids out and tell them to start scouring the neighbourhood. Oh, yes, we find lovely Bandit.. yes that's her at the top looking oh so innocent, the little wrench... fine and more than happy to see us. She immediately comes to me, jumps in the car and all is well, except now the kids are already five minutes late, and we haven't even left the damn house!!!

It's a CONSPIRACY. I swear. The Late Gods have chosen to bless me with their power and I can't help but wonder if I'll ever be able to drive these kids to school without being late. Guess we'll find out tomorrow... more hot lunch stuff so another trip in. God help me.

hugs,

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

KrisNorris.ca

My Birthday and a Giveaway...

2010-04-19T17:54:00.000-07:00

Typical me...yesterday was my birthday, but I never got the chance to post. Or maybe I avoided it on purpose because I'm still not sure how I feel about all that's happened this past week. One week...that's all it's been, yet it feels like an eternity since my mom died. Time sure plays funny tricks on a person.

As for the rest of life. I'm slowly trying to get back to some type of routine. Of course, as luck would have it, it was a PD Day for the kids... why not. They just missed two weeks of school, why not have a PD Day the first day they were supposed to go back. Perfectly logical...

But we'll start back in on life tomorrow...which is one of the reasons I'm posting...

Chris from Stumbling Over Chaos is graciously holding a give-away on her blog tomorrow. The prize will be one of my books, such as Deadly Obsession, my newest release! I'm absolutely tickled that she made room for me and can't wait to chit chat over at her blog tomorrow. I hope everyone will drop by. She's always got lots of funny stories to tell.

I'm also blogging today to announce my new resolutions... yes, watching someone you love die does play with your head, so I've decided to get fit. Yeah, I run and ride, but I mean way more kick-ass fit. Starting this week, I'm starting back old-school...weights, cross training, even some yoga. So I'm putting it out here because now I'll have to be accountable...no more excuses. Time to put up or shut up...and I do enjoy talking so...

So here's to making changes. More blogging, because I've been failing at this, miserably. More working out, and healthier choices. More writing to get more stories out there... Basically just MORE!

I'll check in tomorrow at Chris' blog and be back here later in the week.

Cheers,

Kris

KrisNorris.ca

I Will Remember You...

2010-04-17T19:22:00.001-07:00

Hi all,

I usually don't piggy back posts with the other places I blog, but in leu of the occasion, I'm hoping you'll let me go this one time. I wrote a post about my mum on the Gem's blog today and wanted to share it here as well... thanks for tuning in...

As you may recall, last month I totally gimped out and did a lamer than lame post. I was going through some family issues at the time, and well, I just didn't have the time or energy to get creative. Wouldn't you know, my family problems escalated this month. Just last week, I lost my mum. While she'd be ill for a while, I can tell you, I never imagined she'd pass so quickly.

Now don't worry, this isn't going to be an endless blog about dying or my views on the afterlife, but it's brought about another significant change in my life. I'm now the oldest living female in my family. Me!!!! In literally the space of a breath, I've gone from being the next generation to being the last generation, and I'm not exactly sure what to make of it. I mean, I'm not old enough to be the wise woman of the family...

I think what's really hit home for me, is how the passing of a generation also means the passing of traditions. As luck would have it, it's my birthday tomorrow...and it's made me realize that this will be the first birthday I don't get a card in the mail. (yes a few friends will hand me one, but you know what I mean.) My mum was a huge card person. I mean she'd send me a card thanking me for my thank you card. She's probably haunting my butt right now because I haven't sent out proper 'thank you' cards yet for those that came to pay their respects. I can assure you, Hallmark is already feeling the pinch. But I realize that sending cards is a tradition that's gone with her. I'm an e-card kinda girl. I'll send plain one, custom ones, and ones that dance and sing, but I hate spending five dollars on a card people feel guilty about tossing away because they know you've spent five dollars on the damn thing. E-cards I can keep on my computer forever if I'd like. It just seems to make more sense. But it's strange to think an entire tradition just vanishes.

There's other traditions that will be lost as well. Those strange concoctions at holiday dinners... you know that green jello mould thingy that no one liked... gone because I sure as hell don't know how to make it. Now that my be a blessing in disguise, but now I kinda wish I'd learnt, if for no other reason to make my children suffer the same fate I did. (Yes, I am that evil at times:) Then there's the stories...the ones about when she was a kid...silenced forever. And the pictures that no longer make sense because only she knew who was in them.

It makes me wonder about my heritage. How entire cultures manage to pass their information on from one generation to the next, yet for many of us, we can't recall our cousins if someone's not there to tell us their names. I never put much stock in it before, but it makes me question that decision now. Don't get me wrong, Hallmark will have to suffer the loss, and I'm really not fond of green jello, so it looks like the kids are safe. But I'm sure there'll be many times over the next year when I'll stop and say...hey, mum would have known the answer to that one.

So, I'd like to ask the million dollar question...what traditions have or will go in your family? How do you feel about becoming the oldest generation? Any words of wisdom? Feel free to leave a comment if you've also made this auspicious rite of passage, or if you're wise beyond your years...me, not so much.

I'll leave you with the lyrics of a song that's been haunting my mind for the past week. It's by Sarah McLachlan, called I Will Remember You..

I will remember you, will you remember me?

Don't let your life pass you by,

Wait not for the memory.

Dedicated to my mum...Lee.

While fleeting in my hand, you're forever in my heart.

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

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Release Day!!!

2010-04-05T17:04:00.001-07:00

OMG! Here it is five o'clock pacific time and I haven't had a chance to blog about my new release today. The second book in my 'Til Death series, Deadly Obsession, is out today! I'm totally stoked because the hero in this one, Gage Matthews, is one of my favourite characters. It' also my first series add-on. I'm just about done writing the second book in the Dark Prophecy series, but Deadly Obsession means I'm officially on my way to a full series, lol.

In celebration of this, I'm also guest starring over at Melodee Aaron's blog in her author spotlight all week long. I really hope I can find time to post. It's just crazy here. I'll be making a book trailer for this story soon, so stay tuned. But for now, here's an excerpt...

Brooklyn smiled, pulling the covers aside as she laid her computer on the floor before standing up and walking over to him. She reached up and loosened his tie. “Sounds like fun. Do you think you can pull yourself away from your job long enough to go?”

“I’ll try,” he replied, moaning as she rubbed her body against his, tossing the tie to the floor.

She felt so small next to him, her body melding into his. She pressed her head against his chest, as she grazed her fingers across his stomach.

“Brooklyn…”

“You’re so tense.” She nuzzled her face against his neck, licking her way to his mouth. “Everything okay?”

He looked into her eyes, trying to remember how it felt to see her with him, that bastard, when she reached down and began undoing his pants. “Now’s not a good time.”

She smiled, running her tongue across his lower lip, nipping at it until he took her mouth. Her tongue grazed across his, softly stroking it into her mouth. He tightened his fingers around her shoulders, pressing his lips harder against hers. She pulled back.

“Easy, baby.” She licked his lips again as she popped the buttons of his shirt open, revealing the sleek muscles of his chest. “You look like you need to relax. Why don’t you let me help you out with that?”

“Brooklyn!”

“I know. It’s not a good time.” She slid her fingers down his chest, tweaking his nipples as she moved lower until she reached his pants. She paused, watching his face as she slowly finished opening them, and pushed them down across his thighs. “But I promise, if you just wait for a few moments, I’ll make it a good time.”

He opened his mouth in protest just as she released his erection, stroking his cock so damn slowly his breath caught in his chest, stilling the words still formed on his tongue. He moaned, watching her face as she knelt down, dropping kisses across his chest, his stomach, his thighs, as she seared a path to his groin. She hummed, her lips softly vibrating against his skin as she skirted past his engorged head and kissed his other thigh.

“You work too much,” she whispered, planting another kiss at the base of his shaft, brushing her cheek against his skin. “You need more time here…with me.” She looked up at him, meeting his heated gaze as she poked out her tongue and drew it down the length of his cock, flicking it over the crown.

“God damn.”

“Shhh. Don’t distract me.” She moved again, running her tongue down the other side, licking away a small drop of pre-cum from the tip. “Mmm. Rewarded already. How very generous of you.”

“Darling, please. We need to talk.”

“We can talk after I’m done. Unless we can find something else to do.”

He speared his hands through her hair, intending to pull her away, when she slipped her lips around him and took him deep into her mouth. “Oh, God.”

I hope you enjoyed the preview. For more excerpts, please hop over to my website or TEB.

Cheers,

Kris Norris

Romancing life one adventure at a time

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Truth... nothing but the truth.

2010-03-14T15:11:00.000-07:00

First off, I'm sorry this is late in posting. Between some family matters and a seemingly endless hockey tournament (I was at the arena for seven hours for three days!!!!) I wasn't able to get back to the fun little contest. But in the spirit of truth over lies, here's how it pans out.

1. I'm a history buff.... LIE! Actually, I much prefer the future. Give me some sci-fi anytime. I do like the medieval period, but certainly far from a buff, lol.

2. I'm a closet video game junkie.... TRUE!!! While I don't have much time to actually play, I won't even admit to the number of hours I spend watching others battle through those epic games... Halo, Gears of War, World at War, and don't forget Rockband!!

3. I was in the military.... TRUE!!! Yes, this is something I don't broadcast too often. Let's just say I was young and, well, yeah, I was young.

4. I've never broken a bone. FALSE!!! I've actually broken a few... ankle, foot, hand, thumb, finger.... no I'm not accident prone or uncoordinated, I'm just active.

5. I've been married twice. FALSE!!! OMG... once is still killing me, giggle. No really, honey, I love being married... really.

6. I've never travelled outside North America.... FALSE!!! Actually, it's nearly true. I've only been to Central America—Costa Rica— so it was a close third, lol.

7. I love shopping. FALSE with a capital F!!! I hate hate hate shopping, especially for clothes. Can't we all just go naked? Okay, that might not be a great idea, but that's how much I loathe shopping.

Thanks to those who played. Genella, you were the only right answer. I'll try to send off an email to you, but it you don't get it, when you visit back let me know which book you'd like from my list and I'll send it away.

Cheers,
Kris
Romancing life...one adventure at a time.
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I Swear to Tell the Truth... well mostly.

2010-03-09T11:01:00.000-08:00

Yes, I've been tagged, twice now. While I haven't had a chance to make my book boyfriend yet... and yes I will... I'm coming out from under my rock to see if you can tell what's true and what's fiction.

Here's how it works. I'll list seven facts about me. Two are true and the others, well, let's just say I wish they were true. And I'm not going to pick anything that's just been out in the author spotlight on TEB... way too easy. So no, 'I know how to fly helicopters' on this one, which would be true...You pick out which ones you think are true and leave me a comment. I'll give away a free copy of one of my books to the lucky winner, which I will have my trusty children draw on Friday. So here goes...

1. I'm a history buff... the older the better.

2. I'm a video game closet junkie... love me some Gears of War.

3. I was in the military.

4. I've never broken a bone.

5. I've been married twice.

6. I've never travelled outside North America.

7. I love shopping.

Sheesh, that was harder than I thought it'd be. Okay, go ahead and give it your best shot.

Thanks for dropping by and thanks to Bronwyn and Jude for tagging me.

If you'd like to get in on more action, visit some friends and you might get lucky and win some more books.

Bronwyn Green

Mia Watts

Jude Mason

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

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I'm in the Spotlight...and I got new Cover Art!!

2010-03-01T10:56:00.000-08:00

Hey all.

I'm thrilled to announce that I'm in TEB's Author Spotlight this month. You can find out all sorts of crazy tidbits about me and my writing style. Just jump on over to TEB's Author Spotlight page and have a gander. There are some pictures of my office (if you can call it that) and my visions of the perfect man. I hope to see you over there.

In other news, I got the final cover for my erotic thriller novel, Hard Target, coming out in November with Resplendence Publishing. I know it's a bit of a ways, away, but it's so perfect, I had to show it off. I just love the way Les designed all the little aspects of this cover. From the sexy couple right down to the bullseye on the front... and how he has the font changing colour... he Rocks!!!

I have to say, I've been so lucky with cover art. All my titles from TEB have been fabulous and the ones from RP totally blow me away. Thanks to Chel, Les, Lyn, Natalie. and April... you are all more talented than we mere authors deserve. Thanks for your patience and for making our covers look incredible. After all, a great cover is half the way to selling a book.

Cheers,

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

KrisNorris.ca

Centrefold... A Review

2010-02-26T16:32:00.000-08:00

It's funny. I think I've said this before, but when I started writing, I didn't really think beyond the acceptance letter. Sure, I envisioned my books in print, or at least on the computer, with fabulous cover art and my name in big, bold letters. But that was about as far as I got. I didn't really think of fans... not that I didn't want any, it just wasn't how my brain worked. I'm not sure who I thought would be reading my masterpieces (no laughing, just allow me my delusions), but the word 'fan' never really did cross my mind. And I certainly didn't think about reviews.

But it seems reviews are as anticipated and as nerve racking as those submission letters. Every time I find one, or they send it along directly to my in box, 'cause yeah, they're just givers that way, my pulse quickens and my breathing becomes that raspy wheeze I get at the top of a trail. I can hear my heartbeat echo in my ears and I have that moment of queasiness where I'm not sure whether to open it, or just hit delete. It's similar to the feeling I get when I'm attempting something I know I should be able to do, but am also aware that failure means swift and brutal pain. Anyone who mountain bikes will no this feeling...

But I digress. Anyway, since my first book came out in October 2009, I've gotten a total of three reviews, two of which arrived this week. I'm thrilled to say that, thus far, they're all pretty good. Some where more flowery than others, but it seems that the reviewers all enjoyed reading the book. But it got me to thinking how reviewers actually review a book. Do they have a sort of checklist they follow, marking off required items as they go?

One point for having sympathetic characters... another for believable action... two for making you squirm during the sex scenes, and so on.

Or do they take the South Park spoof on things and sacrifice a chicken and wait to see where the body lands so they can give out a mark?

Okay, I doubt they sacrifice small animals or use herbs or spells to judge a book, but it just seems like such a crap shoot, that I never know what to expect. I've read some great books that got bad reviews and some down-right awful ones that got straight 5's. So what gives?

I know... it's just one person's opinion. But that one opinion can have lasting results. A good review might get a new author some new readers, whereas a bad one could push you to the bottom of the 'try' pile. So how much stock do you put in reviews? I do believe that most reviewers try to be fair and honest, and I respect their position. I also realize how hard it must be to give a bad review. I don't think most folks like to point out flaws, so criticizing a book can't be an easy task. I'm just not sure my heart can take the bated anticipation.

Anyway, this all started because I got a nice review from Jo at Joyfully Reviewed for Centrefold. Now Joyfully Reviewed isn't like the other review sites I've seen. They don't have hearts or stars or sighs or dancing divas. They just give honest opinions, and I kind of like that. It allows readers to judge the book for themselves, with the knowledge that the reviewer either liked or disliked a novel, without stereotyping it to a 3 out of 5 or a 4.5 out of 5. (Of course, getting 4.75/5 for Healing Hands was awesome:). So here's what Jo had to say about Centrefold...

The holidays become erotic and dangerous when three lovers track down a killer. Centrefold brings Scarlet, Roman and Aiden together at a holiday gathering for a sexual magazine where the headline is murder. The opening chapter shows Scarlet and Roman together are an explosive mix, but when they came back together and Aiden is added to the mix, explosive isn’t even close enough to what happened between them. I loved watching as Scarlet discovered two sexy men devoted to her are even better than one, and how loving and protective Roman and Aiden both were of Scarlet. Centrefold is erotic and sensual while having just enough of a touch of danger to keep it unpredictable and engaging.

You can read the entire review here.

Of course I read this and thought, "So, did she like it?" But I think it's an interesting way at looking at a review. Give a general, yeah, I loved this part, and let the reader fill in the rest. Because in the end, we all have our own opinion... but I'm happier than a pig in poop that they've come back on the positive side.

Here's to more "positive" reviews and to my heart withstanding the strain...and I thought submitting was the hard part.

Cheers,

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

KrisNorris.ca

Healing Hands has been Reviewed

2010-02-22T09:21:00.000-08:00

What a great way to start off a week... I got a fabulous review for Healing Hands.

Usually, I hate Mondays... the start of another week of getting kids to school, art, hockey, ringette... you name it. Of course, I've just spent the weekend doing the same thing, but somehow, Monday's are the worst. Well, not today.

Zollyanna from Night Owl Romance not only gave Healing Hands a great review, but also picked it as a Reviewer Top Pick!!! I'm totally thrilled. Here's the bit Zollyanna had to say...

Kris Norris is a very talented author giving us a hot and steamy story in Healing Hands. It weaves a story of love at first sight, loyalty and hot and steamy romance all together in one torrid romance story that I am sure anyone will love.

You can read the full review HERE.

Thanks to Zollyanna and Night Owl Romance Reviews for making this Monday a fabulous one. You can read more about Healing Hands at TEB or at my website.

Cheers,

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

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New Cover Art...

2010-02-21T21:15:00.000-08:00

I know... I haven't posted in forever... but some family stuff has been dragging me down. It's weird when you realize you will soon be the oldest generation in your family... a position I'm not looking forward to.

But in happier news... I got cover art!!!

I actually got three covers this week. Two are finalized and one is still being worked on. Here's the gorgeous new cover for Deadly Obsession, due out with Total-e-Bound on April 5th!!!

I love how it's tied into Deadly Vision, the first in the series, and let's face it... I sure wouldn't mind being the heroine in this one.

My other cover is for Worlds Apart, due out with Resplendence Publishing on May 25th. It's awesome... I love the guy on it. You can strand me on a desert planet any time if he's going to be the compensation.

I've added these new covers to my slideshows and have blurbs on my website. Feel free to pop on over.

That's about all that's new. I spent the day in Nanaimo with my best friend and 5, yes 5 boys today... gotta love spending the day with boys. You certainly learn lots. Can't wait to do it again.

cheers,

Kris

Romancing life...one adventure at a time.

KrisNorris.ca