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Reading Time – My TBR list

Today, I am going through my final read on Book 2 – Life of Doubt. At the same time, I have this pile of books in the back of my mind that is growing out of control. I CANNOT WAIT until this school year is over and I have time during the day to do what I want to do.

For now, I am assuming I will have no free time to read much of anything until June, but I want to let everyone know that THIS is what I am looking forward to getting to in the way of published works, besides the projects that I have going for myself and my very good friend Jeniann… oh and this is not necessarily in the order they will play out, it is just the order in which I am able to lay my hands on them =)

1. Unnatural Selection by John James

2. Broken by Sandra Love

3. Broken Prince by Jen Wylie (I think she has another out now I need to get too)

4. Being Mrs. Dracula by Faith Marlow (and the Widow book that I know is out or coming out for this)

5. Closure by Angela Ford (and the other one for her)

6. Angel Omega Imprisonment by Brandon Godbee

7. Time to Live by Kathryn  Loch

8. Boxed set – Justice Series by M.A. Comley

9. The Guest by Karen Oales

10. Bittersweet by Grace Augustine (pretty sure there is another one for her)

11. Spi-Corp Series by Margaret Taylor (have 2, there may be a 3rd by her)

12. Forbidden by ELR Jones

13. Third Exodus by Terry Hill

14. Whiplash by Yvie Towers

15. Night’s Trilogy by Mary M. Cushnie-Mansour

16. Nevada Highlander by Erin O’Quinn (yes I am going to find out what is in this book!!!)

17. Alot of Pride and Some Prejudice by Petronela Ungureanu (and the other one she has out now)

18. Michelle O’Leary has several books I will be digging into

19. Honeymoon on the Moon by Brian Wilson (and the other one as well)

20. Viv Drewa has a couple out that I will be getting into

 

Wow – I feel better already, as a list maker this is the first step… the next will be to pick one up and dig in, and cross it off as it is completed, which I am looking forward to doing (and posting some reviews) whenever I am able WHOOP!!!

 

In the Midst of Chaos

This morning I am finding myself pulled in so many directions, I just want to sit… and do nothing. My son has been sick for a couple of days, and I have had to miss work to care for him, so I feel entirely out of sorts right now. Plus, we got a new dog which is totally shaking up our routine. I swear he needs more attention than the kid does, (I am laughing about this of course, as he is a pup and it is to be expected.) And being sick, my little one needs his mommy, which is so cute since he is the last one at home.

The good thing is, I finished the edits to Recovery (notice the new name!!!), and it is now in the hands of my new publisher. For those of you who have not heard, I did sign with a traditional publisher. They are a smaller firm, which I totally love because I will get personal attention, and yet they don’t charge me to do stuff with my books, which means they only get paid if my books do well. I love this, as it puts the emphasis where it belongs – on making good quality books for my readers!

We are going to revamp the covers on books 1 and 2, and I can’t wait for those to be released with something that looks less ‘self-helpish’ and more engaging. As many of you know, I am getting great reviews for what’s on the inside, and it is time the outside looked as good.

We are also going to make some changes to the titles, so the books will be easier to locate in searches, which is great!!! The series will be shortened to Life Series, or maybe it was Life of… Series. Not sure there, but it will be one of those two. The books will become one word titles… Recovery, Doubt, Love (coming in May), and so on, which is also a vast improvement. There will be a re-release on those first two, and we will have more control over pricing, so I can’t wait to see what kind of deals they come up with to promote them.

Finally, I took book one and totally overhauled the interior. There were quite a few typos that needed fixed (10 is too many to me and was driving me nuts), and I was able to streamline 2 of the chapters that I never really liked the way they flowed in the finished work. The story itself is the same as it was, it just looks and feels better without compromising anything with the overall outcome. And of course, I did not have to pay someone to make the changes, which is the best news of all.

I am starting on the Doubt interior today, and I will be cleaning up those few errors that were in that one as well. However, I was already on to my old publisher by the time it came out, so it is in a lot better shape over all and so the changes inside won’t be nearly so much or as noticeable, as they will pertain solely to correcting grammar stuff. I am going to add one thing to it though… I am going to give it a Prologue about the note that Eli wrote inside the German Fairytale book, and I may release that here on my blog at some point for those of you who already purchased Life of Doubt. As much as I want to sell copies, I wouldn’t want you to buy it all over again just to see that.

Gosh, this is just what I needed. I think I am ready to get to work. Have a great day everyone!!!

Clouds with Silver Linings – Have you found your word yet?

Every day I drive to and from work, allowing my mind to run in all directions. During that time, I come up with dozens of things I need to do or want to write about, both in my books, and here on my blog. The other day, for example, I posted about not feeling well and how that ties to the winter season, and made a challenge to myself and my readers to spread a little love to those around them. Because of this, I later realized that even though I was feeling the down swing at that moment, many of my clouds do in fact have silver linings.

In the evenings, I always feel so busy, and work on my computer, often eating in front of it, and not getting away from it until time for bed. So, I took my own advice, and spent the next two evenings after my post just hanging out with my family. The first night, we watched The Lone Ranger, which we thoroughly enjoyed. I heard from other people it wasn’t that great, but we really liked picking out the parts and sharing where we had seen them before. It turned out to be a great evening and I felt much better the next morning. The second night we had dinner again and watched After Earth, which I could not convince my significant other to go see in the theater due to poor reviews. This time, I wish I had insisted, because my son and I LOVED IT! I didn’t pick it apart, which is usually my problem as a science teacher and those types of movies. I see things and just can’t take them as plausible. I enjoyed the story and it was overall one that I am glad to own. I didn’t spend all of last night with them, and did work some. However, I made an hour escape to go see my new grandbaby, and I have to say, she is the most beautiful baby girl ever.

Another thing that had been wearing on me was being tied to my job, besides the fact that it takes up such a large amount of my time, far beyond the amount I spend at the school. This is one cloud that seemed to grow darker as the new semester began – they changed my schedule and at first it looks horrid with a straight 7 hours or so of classes with only 1/2 hour lunch. This really sucks, by the way, as you don’t even have time to go to the bathroom between each class (you are a hall monitor in between classes), and have no time to rest or regroup anywhere in your day.. But now there is a silver lining, as I have a later start in the mornings and can go to the gym without alot of issues trying to make it after school. I made it to the gym Wednesday morning, which I have not been able to do regularly in months due to my schedule starting early and running late. I am going again this morning, and am looking forward to returning this activity to my regular routine. So score one for me and admins who schedule teachers six straight classes and give them a half hour lunch. It was a dumb move on their part, but I will take it and make the best of it.

Somewhere in the middle of all of this, I have also realized I had found my word. If you have not heard of this, I picked up on it through a post by Lucy Pireel. I joined her blog because, lets face it, I wanted her to write about my books. However, I read her blog because she often has interesting things I like to read about and ponder, and this was one of them. In a recent post she talked about not making new years resolutions. Instead, she suggested finding the one word that you want to focus on for the year, and hers was Time. I had been thinking about this ever since, and after making that semi-gloomy post and the events that followed, I realized that I had found mine.

My word is Sunshine. As I said in my previous post, this is not the light that lands on our plant every day. In essence, this is all of the good things we have that come into and radiate out of us and our lives. Me and my life. My sons are sunshine. My new granddaughter is too. I have lots of sunshine in the people that surround me, and even returning to the gym I was greeted by people who knew me and were eager to catch up on what had been going on in our lives since we saw each other last. I loved it.

So that is the thought I am leaving off with today, two fold really. First, as the old saying goes, find the silver linings in the clouds. They are there, if we just take the time to look for them. And finally, my word is Sunshine, and I plan to use it like a mantra, pulling me away from the dark things that have the potential to absorb and waste so much energy and time; that trap where every potentially bad thing that happens just weighs more heavily than it should. I am curious, too, how many people even read that last post and if they shared in my challenge that day. If they did, how did it go, and have they found their word yet?

Mid-Winter Blues – Looking for the Sunshine

I woke up with a headache today. Same as yesterday. And the day before that. It happens to me every year in January, so you think I would be used to it by now.

I wonder how many other people get this cold weather funk. I read one time that it is caused by lack of sunshine, but I don’t normally spend a great deal of time outside anyways, so I really find that hard to believe.

I think it’s the cold. It is cold outside, so you can’t go anywhere without having it smacking you in the face. It’s enough to put anyone into a bad mood I think, either being bundled up in the clumsy restrictive coats and scarves or the having to wait for the car to warm up so the heater will work nonsense.

Even if you stay in doors, you can’t get away from it. The heater puts out recycled warmed air, lowering the humidity and drying everything out, including the vital parts of your anatomy that bring on those headaches. And of course the places you can’t get warm. Like my work – “cheap bastards” is all you can think when the highest point your thermostat hits is 68, and that is at noon, the peek from 60 when you arrived and on its way back down because it turns off at lunch every day. Thanks to technology you can’t even adjust the thermostat in your own space because it is all controlled at a central location. You know how many times I have changed jobs in February? Too many…

What I am really looking for right now is sunshine. And I don’t mean that giant chariot of fire that blazes across the sky every day. I am talking about the laughter and the good times. I think that could be part of this murky business as well.

Last month it was Christmas. Good times, good friends, good family. Like the month long party that goes on between Thanksgiving and Christmas. People wishing each other happy days and merry evenings. And then… its gone. All that is left is that empty wind that is now blowing snowdrifts outside so many windows.

So now I have an epiphany. We don’t love each other enough the rest of the year. That’s what brings the sunshine. The caring and sharing that all those things bring out in us – the hugs and the how are yous. We were surrounded by it just a few short weeks ago, and now that we need it most.. its just not there.Like its in the wrong place and should have been at the end of February or March instead of December so we could see each other through the darkest part of the year.

So this is my challenge to all of you – and myself for that matter. Fight those mid-winter blues and pass out a little sunshine today. Something you wouldn’t normally do or have done. Something extra to let the people around you know that you care about them, and that the winter will only last so long. Besides, it will be alot warmer when we are all handing out sunshine.

Caretaker of the Crows

HI GUYS!!! This is a writing prompt that one of my friends shared in one of our groups and the short piece that I wrote to go with it – just wanted to share… Have a great Day!!!

Caretaker of the Crows

 

Corina knelt in the snow, watching over her friends in the swirling frost. A smile curled the edge of her lips as she caught the glimpse of large white wings fluttering across the small frozen pond. Daniel, Divinity of the Doves, tending his flock with equal enthusiasm. Glancing at her underlings, she considered if she would have time to meet him, or if she would be missed.

                Slipping through the leafless trees, she made her way around to the far side of the clearing, catching up to her lover on quiet feet. “Hello, stranger,” she cooed to him, beating her wings gently in the crisp air.

                Only grinning in response, Daniel shook his blond curls and grasped her hand, guiding her back into the serenity of the barren saplings. “You come to me again, my dearest,” he whispered into her dark locks as they shared an embrace, the taste of her lips a bit salty in contrast to the sweetness of his own.

                “Of course, my darling, and I always shall.” Her pulse was quickened as he ran his firm fingers to tempt her into more willing poses.

                “Ah, but you know, birds of a feather…” he mocked her gently.

                “I am not a bird!” she countered him sharply, catching his wandering digits to rebuke him. “I am a fairy, a princess, and I don’t care that our love is forbidden. Tell me,” she pressed her body closer to his, basking in his warmth, “Tell me when we will go. When will we leave our charges behind and run away as one, our mingling of the darkness and the light?”

                His blue eyes danced as he considered her again, her black feathers in sharp contrast to his white. “Soon, Corina. Soon we will find our way and leave this place forever.” Seeing a shadow move in the distance, he stiffened against her.

                Sensing his distress, the Caretaker turned and peered through the forest, well aware of the consequences if they were caught. “What is it, Daniel? What do you see?” Her pulse thumped in her ears now, loud in the quiet of the winter’s day.

                “Nothing,” he whispered, “I am sure it was nothing. But you should go.” He slid his hands over her willing curves again, dropping his warm lips for one last taste of her, reveling in the splendor of their amour. Pulling away from him slowly, she obeyed with quickened steps.

                Slithering through the desolate trunks once more, Corina padded along to rejoin her fowl, dropping easily to the ground nearby and calling them to her side. Over her shoulder, the shadow moved once more, angry eyes glaring across the clearing, staring at the white wings of his adversary. Moving out of the cover of the bush, he sauntered up next to her, the girl he claimed as his.

                “Good day, Corina, tending to our kin I see,” his deep gravelly voice praised her in earnest.

                Not turning to meet his gaze, her palms grew sweaty as she realized she might have been seen. Failing to garner a response, Cronos pushed for more, “You are looking as lovely as ever, my betrothed,” he caressed the ebony plumage of her left wing as he spoke.

                “I am not your wife!” her words sharp as her eyes snapped to take him in, shifting to remove her feathers from his grasp. A deep, earthy laugh escaped him.

                “No, you are not. Not yet,” he made a show of glowering across the sheet of ice before them. “But you will be. And I would caution you to remember that. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to anyone… else. Should you make unwise choices, you know there are others who would pay for them.”

                Corina did not follow his stare, well aware of what he was looking upon as he spoke. Swallowing hard, she stood with the bits of snow stinging her legs as it began to fall more thickly around them. Finally, reaching out, she grasped the cold fingers of his right hand, longing for the warmth her lover’s skin would have afforded her.

                “You have no worries, Cronos. You know our day will come, and I will take my place beside you.” She offered the lie sweetly, hoping to placate him and protect the man she loved.

                Cutting his eyes back to her, he considered her silver tongue. “You have no place with him. We are creatures of the darkness. Remember that.” He pulled her body against his, roughly caressing her in the chill before releasing her as he made his way back into the trees to leave her to her thoughts, the night closing in around her in the quiet of the woods.

The New Year Cometh

Wow that was quick!!! With Christmas over, new years in just over a day, where did it all go?

I feel this way every year, as if time is just whizzing by, and I need to take a moment to look back over the events that were the biggest.. so here goes…

2013 – in review

Finished up another school year in the spring.

Taught a round of summer school for students who needed a bit more help passing their state test. Now, for most of you I know that sounds a bit anticlimactic, but I assure you… from the teacher’s standpoint, it is the one part of the job I am truly going to miss – making a difference in some kid’s life, even if they don’t want you to or realize at this particular moment how important it really is.

A couple of weeks of summer vacation before class started.. oh yeah – and I wrote a book!!!

School started, chaos reigned, got my book published WHOOP WHOOP.. and I found out how much real publishers do for their authors =(

I wrote the second book – in for a penny, in for a pound, right?… wow that was fun!!!

Got busy working on advertising… publicity pushing is hard work… did I really sign up for this?

Thanksgiving break – now your talking!!!

A few more weeks of school in the semester – oh and they are releasing my second book. Yes, I really like this author thing =)

New grandbaby – and its A GIRL!!! Sweet hello little one, welcome to my madness =)

They released my second book – Christmas holiday –  I got to meet even more amazing authors and fans – OMG what will next year hold in store?

Only time will tell…

 

See my interview with Bridgette – up now WHOOP WHOOP

 http://bookwormbridgette.blogspot.com/2013/12/Samantha-Jacoby-Spotlight-Giveaway.html?zx=d6ae5f9bac10a946

and stay tuned… it’s going to be a wild ride!!!

 

Christmas Holiday

I hope that everyone out there has been enjoying their Christmas Holiday. I know that we have. In addition to getting a new baby (WOOT), my sister was able to make it in for a visit. She lives about 400 miles away, so we only get to see her once a year, or less, depending how things go.

In reality, there is only one thing I don’t like about this time of year – it’s freaking cold!!! I tell myself every winter that I need to move further south. I mean, I live in the desert of West Texas, so if it gets below 50 we all have our heavy coats on. So when we start seeing the 30’s, its almost unbearable.

Of course, I say that and I know alot of you are thinking I am nuts. I know this because I have friends all over the world, and some of them live in places where the 30’s would be considered warm. To all of you, I am truly in awe that you are able to endure it.

Anyways, since I am off for another week for the winter break, I will be making a few more posts, and thinking about getting back to those writing styles and questions that I have been rolling around in my head. Until then, MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone and may you all have a great NEW YEAR!!!

 

Best Christmas Present Ever

Well, I am home this evening after receiving the best Christmas present ever. At 2:15 am cst last night, my first grandchild was born.

I got home from work, expecting to go up to the hospital at 10 pm for her induction, to find her mom was already at the hospital and having contractions. Since the hospital is in the next town, I dropped everything and headed over, not even bothering to change clothes.

It was a long night – full of ups and downs. After all was said and done, and a bit to everyone’s relief, Savanna was born via C-section after going into distress and all the scary thoughts and fears that go along with that. I am so thankful that everything worked out and that mother and daughter are now resting comfortably. Both should be heading home tomorrow.

In the near future, I will probably be making some blog entries about this new addition to our family, as I have already realized some things that I want to make commentary on, but for nowI just want to keep it simple.

So tonight – I want to send a shout out to my wonderful son and his beautiful life mate and wish them the best of luck with the first addition to their family. May she bring them hours, days and years of joy. I love you all very much!!!

The Precious

This past summer, we added two new kittens to our herd of cats. I called them Salt and Pepper, as they both had brown tabby fur, Salt having a large amount of white on his chest and paws. I got them from the local pound in June, during ‘rescue a cat month.’ When I went in and picked them out, I thought they were siblings, and it wasn’t until I was signing the paperwork that we discovered that they were in fact brought in by two different people. The male, Salt, was 7 weeks old, and Pepper, my baby girl, was 6.

Of course, we are pretty heavy duty cat lovers at our house. Ebony (black longhair) and Ally (blue Russian) are almost 6 year old liter mates who came out of the bushes from under an old junk car at my mother’s house the weekend before memorial day 5 years ago. I had never seen kittens take to people after having made it to 6 or 8 weeks old without any previous contact, but that whole group of 5 females just pranced out and announced themselves, as if saying, “Here we are: pet us.” So, we did.

We always had cats when I was a kid, but living out in the ‘country’ as such (mom has lived in her house over 40 years), they were not long term guests. In fact, they came and went so fast, we had standard names for them. Solid black, that would be Midnight. Calico would be Calico. Black and white would be called Hitler. There would be new liters a few times a year, and since it was a fairly rural area and coyotes were not uncommon, keeping the names and contact simple was a defense mechanism of sorts, knowing there was no sense worrying or crying over them – it was all part of the cycle of life, and they would always come to a bad end eventually, either from other animals, cars or people around us.

This was true for the other 3 out of Ebony and Ally’s liter, and they were all three gone before summer was over. It is purely because Ebony was the one who sat in my lap when I went to choose one to take home that I ended up with her at all. In addition, just a few weeks after I got Ebony, Mom rescued Ally from her dog, so she took her in the house and made her a house cat as well. After a year though, Ally came to live with us, and I think she is pretty happy that is the way things turned out for her; I know we are.

In addition to Ally and Ebony, we have Bootsie, who my son rescued from a neighbor, having decided he needed one to call his own three years ago. Bootsie is a mess. And too damn smart. She turns lights on and off at the switch and would open doors with the knob if she could ever figure out how to twist it while jumping. She is also way too smart for her own good, and gets into all kinds of messes, and forget trying to hide things from her. She will come right up to you, purring extremely loudly, and push her head against you in great determination to get your attention. But if you reach up to pet her, she draws back and glares at you. She is such a tease.

Until the new kittens came, Bootie would harass the hell out of the other cats – well, Ally anyways. She always wanted to play, and would chase ally around often, but they got along pretty good. Ebony is the queen of the house, and no one messes with her, lest they get their ass kicked. So, we brought in baby Salt and baby Pepper, and by this point we are fully aware that cats are very much like people. No two are exactly alike. They have things they like, they don’t like, some are smart, some are lazy; you get the idea.

So Salt was a wild little pistol, and took to chasing everyone around the house at will almost as soon as he got here. I played with him one time for 2 hours. I got tired out before he did. He was a real bundle of energy. I say was; unfortunately he did not wake up from surgery in October and it was heartbreaking to bury him in under the rose bush in front of the house. We all had a good cry at losing him, and the bad news did not stop there. Baby pepper, who is still with us, had never looked quite right to me ever since I brought them home, so I had the vet give her a look over, and found out some things I had never heard of or thought of in a cat before.

Now, when I say she doesn’t look right, I mean in her face – it just has a weird shape, especially across the eyes. And there is the fact that she had a very prima donna attitude, and would just sit and look up at you, her huge innocent eyes begging you to go pick her up for some ‘lovins,’ which we did often, mainly because she was so soft (almost like rabbit fur) and sweet. Totally lovable kitten. Almost as soon as I brought them home, Pepper became known as my Precious, and I have spoiled her terribly.

If we hadn’t had Salt, who by October was a couple of pounds heavier, and noticeably larger, we might not have even noticed right away that there was something really wrong with Pepper’s size. However, there was no way we could miss the ‘falling down’ all the time that eventually developed. Especially when she was trying to get around and would look almost drunk in her stagger. That’s the reason for the vet visit; I was becoming very concerned that her male counterpart had been  playing too roughly and injured her somehow.

Sadly, it was something more heartbreaking to me than that. Precious has congenital neuropathy. Do you know what that is? I do, and having been in the medical field so many years, I didn’t need the vet to explain it. It means she has a nerve disorder that she was born with, and will never get over. She will always be small, only weighing 4 pounds (people who would try to breed cats to be small on purpose make me want to cry), and she has weakness in her hind legs, so climbing and jumping around are not good for her, as she tends to lose her balance or miss a jump and fall easily. It also means that some day, she may or will lose her ability to walk. I am dreading the time that it comes and choices will have to be made.

For now, The Precious is my sweet buddy. She is the perfect cuddle kitten, and sits perfectly still in your lap for hours. She purrs, but not too loudly, and will play, but only just a little, as she does tire out easily. One of my good friends at work tries to comfort me about her, telling me that I rescued her and have given her a good life. She says that I should be happy about that; and I am. I am very grateful for the time she has been in our home and part of our family. We all love The Precious. This is her, laying on the bookcase next to me (I had to move her off my lap after a while, poor thing). Ah, such is the life of a cat.

Pepper Dec. 10, 2013

I Can Twitter!!!

Oh my god – I get it!!! I have been messing with twitter off and on for weeks and could just not get my head around what the heck it was all about. So you guys leave me some comments here if I am or am not on the right track.

Twitter is like a massive instant message system. With like 140 characters per message. That means if you have a lot to say, too bad, you have got to cut it down. That is not really the hard part though.

The hard part are these silly hash-tag things. I just could not understand, but I refused to give up. So I played around with it, looked at other people’s tweets, did some clicking, and it is too funny… #anewlife has almost no one using it, and #lifeofrecovery had 3, including me. That is hilarious. The thing I have run into most during normal searches is OVERUSE and not being able to find my book when I am looking for it with one of those.

Now, I think what is supposed to happen is you are supposed to use tags that are popular, and I have that covered. So far I have tried out #goodbook, #suspense #romance, #romantic #suspense, #ebook, and #amazon.

Most of those get a good deal of traffic, but #amazon you can’t even keep up with. I love this!!! I want to make little tweets that have pieces out of my book just to attach the tags now, isn’t that funny? And here a few weeks ago I was thinking about not using it at all.

I do have one thought though… is it possible to over tweet?  I mean, I don’t want to run everyone off, now that I have over 70 followers – which I want to thank Up All Night Book Blog for most of those. If you haven’t gotten in on their drawing for a signed copy of my book, you still have about a day left.

Anyways, I hope that I don’t run anyone off, but I will probably start doing more tweeting now that I get how the silly thing works and see where it leads. Another new adventure – weeeeee.

 

If you want to follow me, I would love to have you, @SamJacobey, and feel free to retweet anything you like… I am loving this.

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