Sunday, October 31, 2010

Etopia Press Covers

Etopia Press is rolling out the covers for the launch authors, and also posting interviews with each of us. The covers were created by some amazing and talented artists. Stop by every day to see a new cover or interview.

The cover for Strange Familiar will be up on Wednesday and my interview on Thursday. I can't wait for you all to see the new cover!


Go check it out!

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Hello!

Hi to Hillsboro, Oregon!

Thank you for visiting :)

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

NOR Autumn Harvest Web Hunt

Since the NOR Halloween web hunt is such a wonderful success, I've signed up to participate in the Autumn Harvest web hunt as well! There is a terrific list of prizes to be given away. I've hidden the special graphic somewhere on this website. All you have to do is click on it for a chance to win! For more information on the hunt and for the list of prizes, click the graphic below. And good luck! :)

Just a reminder that the Halloween hunt is still on. It will end at midnight PST on the 31st, and the Autumn Harvest hunt will begin on November 1st.



Sunday, October 24, 2010

Covers and WIPs

I received an early draft copy of my cover for Strange Familiar. I love it! As soon as it's finished, I'll post up a picture of it.

I'm working on a new WIP, First Night. I'd planned on it ending at around 30000 words, but I don't think it's going to be ready to end at that word count. So we'll see ;)

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Thursday, October 21, 2010

Interview and Excerpt of Strange Familiar

Annie From Etopia Press interviewed me, and graciously allowed me to post it here. Also included is the first chapter from Strange Familiar.

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Annie: What inspired Strange Familiar?  

Cassidy: Honestly? I saw a colorful illustration of a cute little blonde witch, broom and all, on someone’s profile on Facebook. That’s all it took. I didn’t know there were going to be demons, or z’s, or really much of anything else until it happened as I was writing. I am SO not a plotter, much as I would like to be. I’d meant to write this story as a light, humorous erotic. The dark parts just jumped in there and demanded I give them equal time.

Annie: So… are you saying you have an evil twin lurking somewhere inside? Should we be concerned? Or are these just characters that don’t like being under your control?

Cassidy: I’d say a little bit of both. And I never have characters that like being under my control! Sometimes they like being under the control of other characters, but that’s a different story. No pun intended. :) I do like pushing buttons. I like pushing myself to the edge of what’s comfortable, then hurling myself over said edge. Sometimes it gets people angry, but for the most part they seem to enjoy going there with me.


Annie: If you had to write your memoir in five words, what would you write?

Cassidy: Don’t bother me, I’m thinking.

Annie: LOL! If you’re not in the mood to write, what gets you there?

Cassidy: Reading interviews of other writers, author workshops, rainy/snowy days,
music, fan mail. :)


Annie: Music’s a pretty common tool for lots of writers. What kind of music do you like to write to? Is it part of your normal routine? 

Cassidy: It depends on what I’m writing at that moment. If I’m writing something light and funny, I listen to anything from Gwen Stefani to David Cook to Pink. Just anything that doesn’t feel extremely dark and emotional. When I’m writing on the dark parts of the book, or need to, I listen to anything from Needle to various instrumentals to Spain. For emotional stuff, Kate Havenik, Leslie Nuchow, Emm Gryner, Sarah McLachlan, Staind, Black Lab, Damien Rice, people like that. Music is VERY important to me while I’m writing.

Annie: What’s on your writer mind at this moment?

Cassidy: I’m very thirsty. I need to get up and put the next disc of Six Feet Under in my Xbox.

Annie: What, no thoughts about the next story? What are you working on that we get to see next?

Cassidy: There is always something on my plate! When I first started writing, I’d have three or four works in progress, but I discovered that wasn’t the best thing for me to do. Now I try to concentrate on one book at a time, and when ideas pop in my head, as they often do, I jot them down and force myself to get back to whatever I’m working on.

I’m currently working on a fantasy erotic romance called First Night. It’s nearly finished, thank goodness, because I’ve also written down the basics for an erotic shifter story. I love writing shifters. Now, so far, the heroine in this shifter work isn’t a shifter, but she hunts them. That’s all I’m going to say about that because once I get into it, everything can change. ;)


Besides Strange Familiar, I have two releases coming soon to Loose Id. One is Beyond the Shadows, an erotic romance, and the other is called Asylum. It is the sequel to Sanctuary, which is currently out with Loose Id.

Annie: So… excerpt?

Cassidy: Sure!

Excerpt

Strange Familiar by Cassidy Hunter

“Son of a bitch!” Olivia plopped down in the middle of the alley and yanked off her pointy boot, her big toe throbbing like an abscessed tooth after the hour-long chase through the city. She wiggled her toe and glared after the mangy black cat that had slipped through her clutches and squeezed under the chain-link fence. “Go on then, you one-eared bastard! You weren’t the right one anyway.”

She had exactly twenty-three days left to find her familiar, or her dwindling powers would likely disappear forever. At least that’s what Lily, the witch she called her mentor, had told her. And she had to admit, she was getting weaker than a newborn baby. Her powers, when they worked, were completely uncooperative.

She had to find her familiar, and fast.

“Are you alright, ma’am?”

She looked up at the voice. A man and a woman peered down at her from the mouth of the alley, clutching each other in an endearingly terrified way.

Yay, the big city good people.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine. Just banged up my toe chasing a deformed monster cat.”

“You uh…lost your cat?”

“Nah, I was going to…rescue it.” She grinned.

They smiled–or rather, pretended to smile–all the while backing stealthily away. “Okay, then. As long as you’re not hurt. Have a…nice day.” They turned and hightailed it out of the alley.

Olivia rolled her eyes and pulled her boot back on, easing it over her blistered toe. Sometimes it was fun to mess with humans, but she was too aggravated to get any enjoyment out of it today.

Damn familiar. Where the hell was it?

“Maybe it’s not a cat, Daddy had told her. “Maybe it’s a bird. Or…a goose.

“Yeah, daddy. Like I’m going to find a stray goose running around downtown.”

Whatever her familiar was, she just needed to find it.

No one else in her family had ever had such a hard time finding their familiars. They looked at her with pity, shaking their heads and whispering behind long-fingered hands until she threatened to kick some major ass.

Which didn’t stop them, but at least now they whispered about her when she wasn’t looking.

Well, to hell with them. She still had time. She stood up and gathered her jacket around her, trying not to put all her weight on her sore toe, then pulled her watch cap low and hobbled out of the alley.

Her apartment was her favorite place in the world. Well, next to the woods. There really was nothing like sitting in a tall old tree, listening to the birds, soaking in nature. But her apartment was as close as she could get to nature in the big city. It was huge and old, and she’d filled her kitchen with potted plants, hung fresh herbs to dry in bunches from the ceiling, and had acquired a comfortable collection of oversized wooden furniture.

And it was hers. She didn’t allow many people into her sanctuary, and she would be a much happier camper if no one ever darkened her doorway.

Therefore, she wasn’t very happy, to put it mildly, when she came around the corner and saw Mama and Desdemona sitting on her steps, waiting for her.

“Yoohooz, Oliveeeeea! Here we are!” Her sister’s voice carried like the cry of a drunken banshee.

“I see that, Des. What are you….” She cleared her throat and forced herself to be a little more diplomatic. “What’s up? Hey, Mama.”

“Hi, baby. How are you, sweetheart?” Her mama stood and pulled her into a tight hug, her face mournfully long. “No luck yet? Poor, poor little thing. Come on in and let me make you a cup of tea.”

Olivia raised her eyebrows. “Uh, I wasn’t really expecting company—”

“Pshaw. Get in here…”

Pshaw?

“…and don’t act like some sort of antisocial deviant.”

She sighed and took out her key, then opened the huge, red door with regret.

“Look at that,” Mama whispered to Des. “She has to use a key to get the door open.”

She stepped inside and pulled off her hat. “Good lord, Mama. I don’t have to use the key. I just have neighbors. What would they say if they saw me hocus-pocusing the frigging door knob?”

“Watch your language, dear.”

Olivia sighed and closed the door behind them. She knew Mama and Des exchanged pitying looks behind her back, but she ignored them and led the way into the kitchen.

“Why are you limping, sweetheart?”

“I got a blister on my toe chasing a cat.”

“Tsk, tsk. You shouldn’t be chasing them, dear. Your father’s right. Your familiar will find you. It’s just being stubborn.”

“Shows what a time she’s going to have when she does findz it.” Des plopped her curvy body down at the big, scarred table and looked expectantly at Olivia through false lashes that looked suspiciously arachnoid.

“What do you have good to eat?”

Olivia sat and pulled off her boot. “I’ll make something. Soup?”

Soup? Yuck. You got any lunchmeatz?”

“You’d rather have lunchmeat than soup? That’s messed up.”

“Now, now, girls, settle down. I’ll make us a proper dinner.”

“Mama, you don’t have to do that.”

“I want to, dear. Sit!”

Olivia sat and tossed her boot on the floor. “Fine. How’s daddy?”

“He’s doing better, honey. That strange human virus just about knocked the life out of him.”

“Mama, he had a cold. We do get sick occasionally, especially at his age.”

Mama turned from the stove, big spoon held frozen in her white hand. “He’s not old, dear.” She shook her head. “Kids. You think anyone over a hundred is old.”

“I have a new boyfriend,” Des interrupted.

Olivia turned to her sister, who sat biting her lip, her cheeks a lovely pink “Yeah? I don’t remember you even breaking up with the last one.”

“His name is Tony. He’s Italianz.” She raised her eyebrow in a way that reminded Olivia of herself. She vowed never to do it again.

“That’s great, Des.”

“Is that all you can say? Don’t you knowz about Italianz? Italian men?” Des winked at her.

“Desdemona, I’m sure your sister knows all about Italian men and their propensity toward passionate lovemaking.” The elder Brew dumped a box of pasta into a pot of boiling water.

“Mama!”

“What, Olivia? Do you think I don’t know about sex?”

Mama!

Mama waved her spatula and glared at her.. “Oh hush. You squeak like a straight-laced old biddy. Loosen up, will you?”

“I cannot believe we’re having this conversation.” Olivia got up and yanked a bottle of water from the fridge.

Des laughed, slapping the table with glee. “You are so funny, Livvy. A funny little birdz. Have you ever even had sex?”

“Shut up, Des.”

Des shrugged, her eyes dancing. “Poor sissy.”

“Dear, do you have any of that sauce left your aunt Nadine made? Now there’s a woman I can’t believe is still single. Men love a woman who can cook.” She shot a meaningful look at Olivia.

“And I like a man who can cook,” Olivia snapped.

A knock sounded at the front door. Olivia jumped, nearly knocking over her water bottle. “What now?”

She padded barefoot to the door and threw it open, eyebrow cocked and ready. The man who stood there–the very gorgeous man who stood there–glared at her like she’d already said something to offend him.

“Olivia Brew?”

“Yeah?” He was a sexy son of a bitch, that was for sure. All dark, steamy eyes and hair a bit too long. Muscles upon muscles beneath an expensive suit jacket…

“Maxwell sent me. He said he couldn’t do anything until I talked to you first.”

Maxwell. She should have guessed. Gorgeous men didn’t come knocking on her door of their own accord.

She threw a nervous look over her shoulder. It wouldn’t do for Mama and Des to see a man in her apartment; they’d be planning the wedding before the poor guy could sit down.

“I have company right now. Could you come back, say, around midnight?”

Midnight?” He looked at her like she’d just grown a second head.

Up went her eyebrow. “You have a curfew?”

“I have a job, Ms. Brew, and I get up at six a.m.” Again with the glare.

She sighed. Humans kept such odd hours. “Okay, how about we meet for dinner tomorrow?”

“That will be fine. Shall we meet here?”

“No,” she whispered. Footsteps were moving rapidly toward them. She had to get rid of him before Des or Mama saw him. “I’ll meet you downtown, at Ophelia’s. That okay with you?”

He looked at her as if she were simple-minded. Damn that Max for not telling her he was sending someone.
“That will be fine.”

She stuck out her hand. “Glad to meet you, Mr…?”

“Oliver. Kane Oliver.” He looked at her hand a moment, then seemed to concede to the demands of good manners and shook it.

Power shot through her body like lightning, short-circuiting her brain, turning her limbs into liquid. Her eyes rolled up and she fell to the floor, her last thought a mixture of joy and horror.

Son of a bitch. I’ve found my familiar.


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Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Asylum

Today Loose Id offered me a contract for Asylum! I can't wait for this one to be released. I'll post as soon as I get the release date.

Yay!


Hidden graphic above! Click! :)

Monday, October 18, 2010

From The Naughty Reader

I love finding a great new review! This one comes from The Naughty Reader and you can find her here.

Review of SANCTUARY:

This book is SUPER steamy and scores a 5 on the hotness meter.
I had never read a story that involved sex between two men. I was really impressed by what a great job the author did describing the sexual act and the feelings that went with the sex between two great characters.

Here is what I liked about Sanctuary:
I loved Kimberlyn, Logan and Andrew even though at times I was angry at each of them. I think sometimes I have trouble with that whole Alpha pack leader thing. The big dog gets to make all the rules! Sometimes I just don't agree with him and want to kick him in the ass. There is a very magical feel to this story that just added so much depth to the were-animals. The end of the story really shocked me (in a good way) and I can't wait to read the next book. If you like weres and hot, steamy romantic sex then you should definitely read Sanctuary.

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You can buy Sanctuary at

Loose Id

Amazon

All Romance eBooks

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One More New Review for Sanctuary

From Romance Junkies reviewer Natalie S.

To read the full review, go here

...Andrew and Logan are partners.  Logan is Pack Alpha, and as such, he and Andrew long for a third to complete their pack.  They have to do something.  Bears want to take it over and that is something that neither shifter desires.  When they see Kimberlyn for the first time, it is more than apparent that she is the one for them – they sense it and if Kimberlyn wasn’t so stubborn, she would know it too.   However, Logan and Andrew relish the idea of convincing this beautiful woman of her importance to them as well as their pack.
 
Hot. Sex.  Lots and lots of hot sex.  Logan and Andrew are smoking hot all on their own – add in the addition of Kimberlyn and her sexual desires and the words of SANCTUARY smolder across the pages in an enticing and titillating story.  Add in big bad bears and this is a shape shifting book you won’t want to miss!  
 
By Romance Junkies Reviewer: Natalie S.


Thank you for an awesome review, Natalie S.! :)

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Saturday, October 16, 2010

Reminder

Just a reminder that we're halfway through the Night Owl Romance web hunt.

Click on the NOR Web Hunt graphic in my right sidebar for more information, and be sure to find and click on the graphic I've hidden somewhere on this website! ;)

There are some fabulous prizes. Good luck!

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Lawrence Block on eBooks

This was in Lawrence Block's newsletter, and I couldn't resist posting some paragraphs :)

From the Lawrence Block newsletter:


I’ve been all caught up in the ebook whirl, and I think that’s the right word for it. All of publishing is changing at warp speed, and I’ve stopped declaring that ebooks are the future. Ebooks used to be the future. Now they’re the present. You can embrace this evolution or you can whine about it, but you can’t effectively deny it. It’s what’s happening, and what’s going to continue to happen....

and--

...I have to say I’m fine with it myself. By the end of the year, my entire backlist will be available on all major ebook platforms---Kindle, Apple, Nook, Sony Reader, etc.---and that includes books I would never have dreamed I’d see in print again. All seven Jill Emerson titles, for example. Selected books by Sheldon Lord and Andrew Shaw. And, well, a few honest-to-God surprises. One’s a Romantic Espionage novel in the tradition of Helen MacInnes, with a pen name on it I never used before or since. I read it recently, and you know, it’s not all that bad. It’s set in the west of Ireland in the mid-1960’s, with an American folksinger for a heroine. I have to say I’m pretty happy with it---so why shouldn’t I acknowledge it? And why shouldn’t it be out there where people can read it?


If you’re not an ebook fan, the odds are you haven’t yet tried the new medium. And if your response is that you really like the physical pleasure of sitting down with a book and turning its pages, well, who doesn’t? A fine well-made printed and bound book is a splendid article indeed, and that’s one reason I’m proud to sell them in LB's Bookstore.

But consider this: we were none of us born with a fondness for books. We had to learn to read, and we had to learn to sit down with books and turn their pages. The pleasures of an ebook reader are no less gratifying, and the learning curve’s not that steep. Imagine the joy of being able to load a hundred books into something that weighs less than a trade paperback. Nothing like it when you travel, and pretty impressive even when you stay at home.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Beyond the Shadows

Keeping Kai officially has a new title.

Beyond the Shadows.

We're in edits. As soon as I have a release date, I'll let you know :)

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Full Moon Web Hunt From Night Owl Reviews

Don't forget to find and click on the hidden graphic on my website, for a chance to win some awesome prizes!

For more information and a list of prizes, click on the Night Owl graphic in my right sidebar.

Also...To Eighty Eight Kentucky! I love that name ;)