The Lies He Told Me, win a book contest

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CONTEST!! I have a contest for you today— ?

Send me an email at sylviegraysonauthor@gmail.com by December 1st with the subject line “My Funniest Lie” and tell me the most embarrassing lie you ever told! I will pick 4 names to win my book—The Lies He Told Me.

When a police detective falls for his main suspect, life gets complicated.

When Chloe Bowman’s husband disappears, never did she imagine that in the midst of the search to find him, she’d discover she didn’t really know this man at all. She’s left alone with her young son and a time bomb on her hands. Lurking in the shadows is the mysterious Rainman.

Police Detective Ross Cullen was already investigating Chloe’s husband when he disappeared. But the deeper Ross digs the less he knows, and the more he’s attracted to the young wife as she struggles to put her life back together. Can Ross break through the Rainman’s disguises to solve the case so he can be with Chloe?

Remember— I need your email to sylviegraysonauthor@gmail.com by Dec 1st for your chance to win!

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Writing, the process

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We found a garden slug travelling up the garage door the other day. It was a beautiful shiny black, moving so slowly I could have gone for lunch and come back by the time he moved about twelve inches. We have them here in various colours—tan, brown, spotted, as well as black. I’ve seen them crossing our gravel driveway, and wonder what benefit there can possibly be to travel at that pace across what must seem a desert of sharp stones on a smooth slimy stomach.

On the other hand, and in contrast to the slugs, we also have the Pacific chorus frog. They are so tiny, they often back into the petals of my dahlia blooms and wait there to catch flies or mosquitoes as they fly past. They are fast, I’ve only been able to catch one in all the time we’ve lived here on the west coast—or the wet coast, as we like to say. And unlike the slugs, they are loud. In February and March when the frogs emerge from the wetlands and begin to mate, it’s hard to sleep for the noise they produce.

Writing is a lot like these two little animals. Sometimes the process is so slow, it’s like watching paint dry, and about as exciting. Other times it leaps ahead so I can hardly keep up with the flow. One book will take six long months to write. Another will pop out in six weeks, and just need another two for editing. There is no predicting it.

Life happens. So when I am working on The Last War: Book Six and halfway through I have to start reading at the beginning yet again, to get a grasp of what has happened so far and what has yet to take place, I think of the slug moving slowly across the sharp gravel. And if I ever get to a point on this book where I can leap ahead to the finish, I’ll celebrate loudly like the little chorus frog.

What little animals inhabit your world?

Hallowe’en and trumpeter swans

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Halloween is almost here and I’ve just come down with a terrific cold. I can’t stop coughing and sneezing. After I blow my nose, I just have to do lean forward and it starts dripping all over again, just like a tap. Oh, well. Lots of rest, camphor and eucalyptus oil, cold pills, lemon and honey for the sore throat. Hopefully it’s gone soon, because I do love Halloween candy and you can’t eat candy when you have a cold, right?

We have had an extremely dry summer. There is an area called the flats below our house that fills with water in the fall and hosts a ton of ducks, geese, seagulls and trumpeter swans each winter—not to mention the predators like red-tail hawks, bald eagles, owls, turkey vultures that prey on them. The swans arrive between November 1st and 4th, almost as if they have calendars tied around their necks. These swans are listed in the bird books as having a low-pitched bugle with a single note. But having heard them on the flats for the last many years, I know they have a two-toned call.

This year, there’s no water down there. The creek that feeds the flats dried up in July and only last week started to show a bit of wet at the bottom of the channel. What will the birds do with no water?

Well, today it started to rain, a torrent that continued to come down all afternoon, turning to sleet tonight. I guess the birds will be fine. What does fall look like where you are?

Sci fi series – The Last War: Book One – on sale now!

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A big thank you to all who entered the contest for  a free copy of My Best Mistake! I know I promised to choose four winners, but I ended up choosing 24 people to receive a free copy of the book!  I was so impressed by all the wonderful stories that readers sent me, and very much enjoyed reading them all. It was great fun and I extend my heartfelt thanks!

 This week’s book is on sale!

The Last War: Book One, Khandarken Rising is on sale for 99 cents only!

Here’s the link – Amazon

Buy now —  Sci fi /fantasy at its best!

Khandarken Rising, Book One by SylvieGrayson

Major Dante Regiment must find a way to protect Beth,as the Emperor is not the only one causing chaos in Khandarken

The Emperor has been defeated. New countries have arisen from the ashes of the old Empire. The citizens swear they will never need to fight again. Bethlehem Farmer is helping her brother Abram run Farmer Holdings in south Khandarken after their father died in the final battles. But when Abram takes a trip with Uncle Jade into the northern territory and disappears without a trace, suddenly things are not what they seem and no one can be trusted.

Major Dante Regiment is sent by his father, the General of Khandarken,to find out what the situation is at Farmer Holdings. What he sees shakes him to the core and fuels his grim determination to protect Bethlehem at all cost.

What readers say about The Last War series –  Major Dante seeks justice for Beth in the tough world of Khandarken. Loved this book and couldn’t stop reading. Ready for more in this superb story. 

Sylvie Grayson is amazing. Her books always seem to have layers in them and this one is no different. It makes the reader think about how a society deals with massive war and its aftermath, all in the context of what is actually a pretty darn great yarn, full of just the right amount of action and romance. The result? Wow, what a book. Great stuff. Great fun.