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Excerpt of What a Way to Start the Day

It’s going to be one of those days. Being greeted by the sight of unpaid bills on the doormat just means one thing; I should have stayed in bed. Even the colour of the sky, a depressing shade of grey, isn’t filling me with much hope. Obviously it’s going to piss down with rain. There won’t be many customers walking through my door today and those unpaid bills are going to stay that way, unpaid. Half an hour left until I need to open the shop. Who knows, maybe the rain won’t last long. Yeah, and the Pope is a middle aged black woman.

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My kitchen is small, but comfortable. If I turn away from the sink I can immediately sit at the wooden table. What more could a girl want. Pouring hot water into a large pale blue cup, my mind started to wander. What is the date today, the twelfth? Why do I have a feeling I’m forgetting something, something important? Adding a splash of milk just before I started to stir the cup of tea, I stop. No, it couldn’t be. It wasn’t even possible. I was due on…the…seventh? Oh crap. Stress, it has to be stress, I decide. I mean, there are some outstanding bills. Suddenly, the kitchen doesn’t feel so comfortable and cosy. Are the walls closing in on me? A nervous laugh bubbled up from inside me. It’s not possible. Fighting the urge to smack myself, I’m starting to sound like a broken record, caught in an endless loop.

I grab the cup, and the heat helps me focus. I’m over-complicating the situation. The simple truth is you can’t get pregnant by a vampire. It doesn’t matter he’s one of the purebloods. Okay, not strictly true, their branch of the vampire world can have children, but with other purebloods, not with little fire witches like me. A witch/vampire hybrid? It just sounds silly, like one of those bad horror films where the girl runs up the stairs instead of out the door. It didn’t make sense. Running my fingers through my crazy hair, being cursed with blonde hair now seemed oddly accurate, I sigh. It doesn’t matter. One thing I know for certain, my period has never been late before. Damn it, all I thought I was going to worry about this morning was if I planned on having sugar puffs for breakfast.

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A review from Pensive bookeater

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My love for short stories is growing every time I read one! Ella Gray had me hooked from the first page. Right away, I liked Molly. She’s a witch that runs a charms store with a bit of a thief side business 🙂 I’m always scared with short stories that the story is going to feel rushed and there won’t be enough time to really connect with the world or the characters. However, there’s a surprising amount of action in this short story and there is also quite a bit of world building. You learn about the lore of the witches, fey, vampires, and elementals of this world. I liked the way Molly could use magic, with a combination of rituals, spell casting, and incantations. Also, a hot vampire ALWAYS helps 😉 Definitely waiting in suspense for the next installment (grrrrr at the cliffhanger ending, Ella!).

Thank you for the excellent review. It always gives me a boost when I know someone likes my work.

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Introducing Sean Hayden:

a writer life is not easy. it’s all about trying to find a balance, most of us don’t find it but until we can all become writers full-time, it’s something we all strive for.

A Line Between Balance and Insanity?

I wrote a book:

Ya, I know what you’re thinking, you wrote a book, so what? That’s what I thought, too. I smiled in accomplishment and began looking for a publisher. I found it frustrating to say the least, in the time I wasted searching for agents and publishers to no avail. Okay, that’s not true. There was a vail at the end of that tale. I did find a publisher, my book is being published, and in fact should be out in a few days. So that’s a pretty big vail. So I retract my previous “to no avail” statement. The thing is the hard part was over right? HAHAHAHAHAHA…….

Ya, not by a long shot!

Long ago, before I started writing, I entered into the realm of fiber-optics. WHosa-Ma-wHat? That’s what I usually get. You see, I started working for a local telecommunications company. I started from construction and worked my way up through the ranks eventually settling into being in charge of designing and maintaining the fiber optic network that feeds all the houses in their service area. It’s a rewarding job (better than most of them I’ve had) and keeps me quite busy Monday thru Friday from 8-4. I know, not a big deal. Most people have one or two full time jobs. I like what I do and shouldn’t complain.

Then came the childrens:

Ya, the childrens kinda threw a little wrench into the monkey works. I know, I know. I should appreciate them, and I do. Everything I do is really for them. I want to give them better than they’ve had and it’s my dream to spoil them like Macaulay Culkin (yes, I did have to look how to spell his name correctly). I’m a proud daddy of an 11yo boy and a 9yo girl, and I wouldn’t trade them for anything. Well, maybe chocolate, but it would have to be Belgian dark chocolate and a truckload of it. The only thing is between school, school functions, field trips, homework, dinner, making sure they bathe, the fighting, the “WHY?” questions, making sure their clothes are clean, making sure they’re agenda’s are signed every night (school policy, sore subject, don’t ask), and the friggin plethora of things that AREN’T in the frigging parenting manuals that they give you when you take your baby home from the hospital (no, they really didn’t give me one, but kids should come with one don’t you agree?).

Then came getting published.

Okay, so I have a book that’s coming out. End of story right? HAHAHAHAAHA, you crack me up. Now the fun part has hit. The blog tours, the press releases, getting reviews scheduled, marketing (sorry, didn’t mean to scare you with that word), organizing signings. I’m not gonna lie, It’s all fun. I wouldn’t give it up for anything, and it’s EXCITING. The other thing is keeping up with my writing. I have the sequel completed, I’ve almost completed an unrelated YA novel, wrote a steampunk short, and am currently working on a series of short stories with my 11yo son.

Then came the editor position:

Okay, between the job, the kids, and the writing, you have a few minutes to spend editing other people’s manuscripts right? right? HELLO? Um, ya. Sure. Let’s go with that. What I didn’t realize is that Echelon Press would see fit to make me Senior Editor. Couldn’t be that much different from being a regular editor right? Um ya. Let’s go with that. So not only do I have to edit manuscripts, I have the honor of going through new submissions, keeping everything organized (have you seen my keys?), and a plethora of everything else. Wanna know something else? I absolutely adore it. If I could spend the rest of my life being Senior Editor and writing as a full time job (yes, I’d be willing to leave the magnificent world of fiber optics, gasp) I’d be a happy, well adjusted, content, breathe a sigh of relief, be proud of my accomplishments kind of guy.

But until I’m independently wealthy from the sales of my books:

How do I find balance to do all of these things? The answer is very simple. C’mere. Lean in, I’ll whisper my secret into your ear. I DON’T! My life is an un-orchestrated ballet of mass chaos that teeters on the brink of global annihilation. Through a combination of caffeine, minimal sleep, threatening to buy a tranquilizer gun to use on my family, duct tape, Grecian formula. Tums, Rolaids, antacid, Pepmo quizmo (Pepto Bizmol as my daughter calls it), and yoga breathing exercises, I manage to keep the reins on the crazy horse dragging me into the depths of insanity. I think. Maybe. Possibly not. Oh well.

Sean Hayden

A biography

Born in the suburbs of Chicago, he moved to the frigid arctic climes of south east Florida as a small child. The son of a fireman and a proofreader (that’s what they had before spellcheck) he fell in love with reading at a young age. When he hit the age of 35 he wrote his first novel, an urban fantasy about vampires and demons entitled Origins. Unsatisfied with one novel, he penned the sequel Deceptions and both titles of the Demonkin Series will be available from Echelon Press soon.

Sean Hayden