I may be dating myself with that Tom Jones song title as a subject, but I wanted to post some updates for those of you who don’t subscribe to my newsletter (and I hope some of you will consider doing that to keep up with my books and to enter my monthly contests).
Speaking of contests, I’m running a special end of summer one that started on August 1st and will end on September 15th when I choose a winner for an autographed paperback copy of my next Cobble Cove mystery and a $5 Amazon gift card. The winner will also have his or her name listed in the book along with the name they choose for the new female kitten who will be introduced in that book. To enter, email me the name and description for a female kitten. She can be one of your own cats or just one you make up. You should email the entry to firstname.lastname@example.org with the subject line: Name That Kitten Contest. The winner will be announced in my newsletter and on this blog, but you must be a subscriber to my newsletter to participate. To subscribe, complete the pop-up form on my website at https://debbiedelouise.com or email me your request to subscribe.
In writing news, my short New Adult Romance, Saving Snow White, will be released on Tuesday, August 22nd. It will be available for only 99 cents on Amazon.com as an eBook. Below is an excerpt from that book:
As I pulled into the driveway, I saw a young girl
sitting on her front step next door. She was holding
something white on her lap. I learned that our neighbors
had moved when I came home for the holidays, but I hadn’t
yet met the new people who’d bought their house. I decided
it might be nice to go over and introduce myself.
I walked to the fence that separated our yards and
called over. “Hi, there. You must be my new neighbor.”
The girl, who looked to be about seven or eight,
came over to the fence carrying what I now realized was a
“Hello. My name is Jenny, and this is Snow White.
She moved with us from New Jersey when Dad got a job in
“What a pretty cat.” I remembered Tinkerbell and
sadness washed over me.
“Thanks. Can you come over and pet her? You can
meet my mom, too. She’s friends with Mrs. Palmer already.
Are you her daughter?”
“Yes. I’ve been away at school. I’m studying to be a
The girl’s big brown eyes lit up. “That’s what I want
to be. I love animals.”
I took her up on her invitation and went around the
fence to meet her at the gate. She handed me the big white
ball of fur, and the cat purred as I stroked its head.
“You’ll make a great vet.” The girl smiled showing
two missing baby teeth.
“I hope so. This summer, I’m getting some
experience by assisting Dr. Carter at the animal hospital.”
On August 18, my publisher, Solstice Publishing, is also holding a big pre-Eclipse Party. My fellow authors and I will be participating with Q & A’s, giveaways, freebies, and some other fun activities. I will be posting further details and the link to join in closer to the date.