Monday, February 27, 2017

I'd Like to Thank the Academy...

Sorry, I couldn't resist. But I would like to thank Chanticleer Reviews for naming my novel "The Spirit" as a finalist for best PNR of 2016. The final winners will be announced on April 1st (who does that?) and I'm keeping all my crossables crossed.
I know I said Harper's Harlots Street Team is dead and so it is. Alas, my PA is a persistent little thing and with her prodding, a new reader group has been born. Feel free to join us for WIP excerpts, bad movie watch alongs and randomness about my life inside and outside of writing. If I'm going to make a fool of myself, I prefer to have an audience.

I've begun work on the two short stories I'm submitting to anthologies this year, both due on the same day (July 31) and both 20000 words. Eek. All this in the midst of a summer move to the coast and I'm running around waiting for my ass to catch up with the rest of me. "Hotel Paranormal" is light-hearted PNR/Erotica and my story for that work will feature Anu, a creature from a series I've been plotting for some time. Once I've reached my goals for The Tribe books, you'll be hearing more from him. And Jericho. And Christopher. And Mutt. And the 345396 other voices/stories/worlds in my head.
The second story is of my own creation, for the 1st anthology being published by my own label, Satin & Stone. It's for charity and I'm so proud of this lineup of authors and this theme and I wish I could share so badly. But alas, it will be a surprise best served closer to the release date. I can tell you that the anthology is called "Savage Hearts" and you're going to love it.
I think that's all for now from the holler. Don't be afraid to drop me a line and say 'hi'. I'll have a fresh jar of shine waiting for you.

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

New Year, New Happenings...

So much has been done and so much still to do, dear readers! My website has a fresh, new look, complete with a store so that you can easily buy print copies as they're available. The blog has been updated with a cleaner format (as you can see).
My street team is no longer. *plays a dirge for Harper's Harlots* Participation was abysmal and with so little going on in my writing, it was me talking to myself. So, until I have more books available and more news to give you, the team is defunct. Not to worry, faithful readers. It may well reappear and as always, I'm grateful for any and all help you gave and continue to give me.
Onward with more news.
The first three installments of the Tribe Novels are being re-edited and re-published and will be available made available again on Amazon. I'm also fighting with Amazon on making "The Blanket" free permanently. All three shall reappear shortly, Lord willing and the creek don't rise, under the label of my bright, shiny new publishing company. I'm also working on two new Tribe novellas, the third Tribe novel and a new venture... a contemporary taboo romance. Eek! Add all this two the two other PNR series I'm plotting and I'm looking at a busy year!

 And on that note: I have officially opened my own publishing company. Satin & Stone Publications will open with the republish of the Tribe Novels and will debut it's first anthology this Halloween. I'm amazingly excited about the list of authors signed on to the project and all profits will be going to THIS CHARITY. I've got two other authors signed on to my label, both amazingly talented and I'm honored they're letting me publish their work. You're going to love them.
In addition to all of this fun, I'm now running my own review blog and I hope to get enough of a following to be able to do an awards ceremony at the end of the year. If you aren't following us yet, click HERE.
Also-if you haven't already seen it-as part of Satin & Stone, I'm designing book covers. You don't need to be under my label to purchase, but it certainly helps if you're a member of the GROUP so that you can see all the new pretties that I put up. Once a cover is gone it's gone!

I think that's all for now, dear readers. below I'll drop the links to all the new endeavors and I'll be sure to keep you up to date on all the happenings that are... happening. Until next time.

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

A Voice from the Darkness

Hello, dear readers!

I know, I know... it's been forever. But after the harrowing ordeal of writing two novels in such a short time span, and then jumping right in to my first signing event, my brain was fried. The decompression time was much needed. I powered through NaNoWriMo (Yay, me!) and now, with the holidays approaching, it is time for introspection and planning for the year to come. You see, dear readers, I have many irons that I intend to put into my fire, in addition to continuing my writing.
For those of you who are fans of The Tribe, worry not. More is coming, although the order I intended to write the series is shifting slightly, I think. Tank is an infuriatingly persistent voice and his story may follow Matchetehew's.
If you haven't been following along via my newsletter, you might not know, but I am working on my first contemporary romance - a taboo priest story - as well as two other PNR series AND I've just committed to a PNR anthology to be published next summer. There is much to come! So if I am quiet through the new year, just know that I am behind a keyboard, clacking away and I'll be back on the first, hopefully with my ducks in a row and an announcement to be made. To keep up, feel free to sign up for my monthly newsletter or join my Facebook fan group of faithful harlots. Thank you all for following along and happy holidays from Wright's Holler.

Saturday, October 29, 2016

Carolina Book Fest 2016

If you haven't already seen on Facebook, Carolina Book Fest was amazing! If you weren't there, you were missed and if you were, I hope you had as much fun as I did! For a new author's first signing, I was overwhelmed and even got a little misty when my very first fan approached me teary-eyed for an autograph and a picture. Here's a few highlights and I hope to see you at a signing near you!

Tuesday, October 11, 2016

New Release Blitz: The Holler by Harper L. Jameson


The world of the Tribe returns in Harper L. Jameson's new release "The Holler". Almost 200 years after an ice-storm  nearly destroyed the mountain town of  McAllen, Sheriff Jessica Attwood is finding bodies in her woods. Each scene gives more questions than answers and as she digs deeper into the forgotten legends of the woods, the line between fantasy and reality begins to blur. Somewhere in between is the one man who seems to know the truth...only he might not be a man at all.

Welcome back to Wright's Holler.

In these forgotten woods, legends never die.

"I love the world of witches and Tribal Gods that Harper L. Jameson has created. ..There is a little bit of everything in the story between the two worlds...ranging from the smallest of laughter, the greatest love, and the depths of rage. ...Thank you, Harper L. Jameson, for the refreshing paranormal/fantasy read. I can't wait for more." Eli, Page Turning Addiction


The Spirit



Before the white man settled the Appalachians, he stood over the people of the Tribe, providing all they needed to flourish in the shadow of the mountains.
The many tribes have given him many different names. Wakan Tanko. Maheo. To the people that first hunted the corner of Appalachia known to later generations as Wright’s Holler, he was Weshemoneto, the Great Spirit.
To Anna Madeline Wright, he would simply be Wes.
Born in the holler that bore her name, “Annie” Wright came from people that had learned to live on the land, people who believed in the magic saturating the woods around them. People who knew how to survive.
Circumstance of birth gave her power. Her skills gave her respect. Her magic gave them hope. In a town not yet influenced by the progress of the industrial revolution, Annie was a pauwau. A witch.
The winter of 1836 hit the town of McAllen hard and with her people in danger of annihilation, Annie called on the spirits for the power to save them. Her desperation called Weshemoneto himself . When they collided, she had to make a choice: Lose her town or lose her heart.
What happened next would become the stuff of legend for centuries to come.
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About the Author:

Harper L. Jameson was born in south eastern Ohio and raised on stories of the family seat in the holler–a tiny hamlet nestled in the shadow of the Appalachians. Her imagination ran wild, fueled on tales of folklore and superstitions…of Indian burial sites and haunted woods where magic still runs free. Starting with her debut novel “The Spirit”, she’s putting a new spin on paranormal romance by bringing the old legends back from our forgotten past. She currently lives in North Carolina with her husband and children, but she never really left the holler. No one ever does.

The Holler



It’s been nearly 200 years since the ice storm that almost destroyed McAllen. Sheriff Jessica Attwood was born there, in a little valley in the Ohio Appalachians known as Wright’s Holler. If she isn’t careful, she’ll die there.
McAllen has a morgue full of bodies, a file of missing persons dating back decades and a sheriff that is determined to find out what is happening to her town. Her investigation leads her to the half-breed mountain man, Misignwa, and her reality is thrown into a chaos that only makes sense when she’s in his arms.
The Misignwa has stayed out of it. His job is to protect the forests of his ancestors, enduring the scorn of a population almost completely unchanged by progress. The problems of the white men aren’t his concern. Not until they come into his woods and duty brings him face to face with the local sheriff, a woman he’s watched from the shadows for years, drawn to in a way he can’t explain.
Jessica’s investigation pulls her deeper into Wright’s Holler, to a world of lost magic and small town legends–legends that tell of spirits roaming the woods, of lost witches and a battle between good and evil that has raged for centuries. As her fascination with Misignwa grows, something is calling her into the forest, into his arms and onto the front lines.
Wild animal, crazed woodsman… Jessica’s guesses about the killer’s identity are as thick as the trees but as the line between the worlds starts to blur, the superstitious townsfolk voice another theory from a time when magic wasn’t just for fairy tales. Something’s stalking the witches of the holler. And it wants Jessica.
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Saturday, September 17, 2016

Don't Look Back in Anger...

I told myself I wasn't going to post about this. I told myself I could take the high road. I never was a very good liar, but I can still speak my mind with some measure of decorum.

Picture if you will... a naive, young and as-yet-unpublished author, signing a contract to contribute her very first short story to the anthology of a brand spanking new boutique publishing company. This author made sure there were no moneys exchanged, no exclusive rights to be reverted if things went south. And under the same conditions, she signed a contract with the same company for her first novel as well.
This is where our story turns dark.
After having made commitments to release ARCs to some 60 blogs, this starry-eyed little author realized that her publisher had dropped off the face of the earth. After multiple attempts to reach the publisher for guidance and the date to release the ARCs looming, the author made the choice to cancel the contract with the publisher. Some days later, the publisher resurfaced, apologetically stating personal reasons for her absence and assuring the author that her book would be published as promised. The publisher, it seemed, had not yet been aware of the contract cancellation that had been submitted. Once made aware of the cancellation, the publisher ceased all communication with the author.
However, the short story remained in the publisher's hands and the author saw no harm in waiting to let the anthology publish, despite having taken the initiative to publish the story herself as a standalone. More visibility could never hurt, right?
Fast forward 4 (yes.. 4) months.
After multiple delays, the anthology was still un-published, despite promises from the publisher. Promises that always followed another lengthy and unexplained disappearance. The author stayed quiet. Until the more than 30 other authors began to voice their concern.
Finally, the starry-eyed author had enough and cancelled her contract for the short story, giving 30 days notice as per the contract terms. That 30 days will be met on 9/22. Still, there has been no response or acknowledgment from the publisher.
In the days and weeks that followed, other authors followed suit, their attempts to contact the publisher met with silence. Emails, phone calls, registered mail.. even posts to her personal FB wall which the publisher was still active on garnered them no more insight as to the demise of the project. Until the project's group author page was abruptly deleted.
Now, the starry-eyed author and the 30-some others who had contributed are left in confused anger at the time and energy spent needlessly on a project that would never see fruition. The less-than-happy contributors are scrambling to push contract cancellations through and have their names and any trace of the project removed from the few places it was actually posted. 
Hours have now been spent trying to retrieve copyrights, delete teasers and promo posts, removing entries from various well as contacting reviewers to let them know the book is actually not coming. All with no contact from the publisher. The authors are now banded in solidarity, pulling together in the hopes of moving on with their work and their careers despite the disappointing experience - a first time experience for many of them- and one that has left them wary of small publishing houses and the market in general.

If it seems too good to be true, it is. If you bite off more than you can chew, say so. And when the horse is dead, stop beating it. I am no longer associated in any way with Stay Classy Publications, its owner, or its now defunct project "The Thing That Turned Me: An Anthology".

There are many publishers out there like this and I'm only grateful that the cost to the authors was only in talent and effort - though the price of those alone is immeasurable. To those who have yet to run into this all-too-common issue in the writing world, I can only say: Do your research. Know who your dealing with. And always trust your gut.

Cavendum est scriptor.

Writer beware.