Oh, The Seasons…

I love this time of year when the leaves change and there is a crisp chill in the air. It’s a time of transition, when we shift from the hot Texas summers where we go tubing down a river, or just watching my dog try to catch the water as it squirts out of the hose, to the cold darker winters when we grab a blanket and sip from cup of hot chocolate. 

But between summer and winter is fall, when everything is alive with color: reds, golds and oranges. Only followed by the cold darker days of winter.  But that too passes and we move into spring when everything feels brand new and the blue bonnets and Indian paintbrushes speckle ours roadsides.

Like our world, life has seasons.  We move from being a child, to being a teen, to being an adult.  From being single to being in a relationship.  From being footloose and fancy free to being a parent with responsibilities.  From being newlyweds to celebrating thirty-five years of marriage.  We move from having full nests to being empty nesters.  We move from being someone’s child, to being that person’s caretaker.

Oh, the seasons of our lives.  They each bring with it some beauty, each offering different perspectives and changes.  Some inspire us, some humble us.  Some require us to hang on to things so tightly, others require us to let go.  And while some of the changes are welcomed, soul freeing and make us want to dance with joy, other’s can break our hearts.

When I encounter some of the heartbreak, I try to look back on other seasons where I struggled. Like the full nest season to being an empty nester.  Oh, that hurt.  Then one of my darling children moved back home for a while and…  Oh, that hurt!

I look back on some of the seasons that were hard, and I find hope in that I survived. So I guess even during the seasons that bring heartbreak, we need to be there, to be present, to be counted, to be countable. I’m trying to remember this as I deal with my father’s declining health.  I try to remember to enjoy even some of the difficult times, because the next season may be one in which he is not here.  I try to remember to hold tight for now, because soon I’ll be letting go.

I try to remember after this, there will be another season.

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What Are You Watching?

There is an abundance of new shows out this month and I, for one, am paying attention.  You know I’m working on a book and I work around ten hours a day, but when I move out of my office, I usually either whip up some dinner or order in and watch a few shows. 

Here are the show I’m watching:

Emergence

It’s what I would call a speculative fiction.  A young girl survives a plane crash unharmed.  But overtime we see she has powers.  A detective ends up taking her in and trying to protect her from the unknown.  But the question becomes do they need protecting from the child? 

Evil

Now can I say I watch this one with one eye closed?  It’s spooky.  A young mother, with three girls, who does not believe in demons and such, is hired to work with a group of religious investigators.  Basically, she tries to disprove that demons, ghosts and other creepy things don’t exist.  But let me tell you, there’s a lot to disprove.  It’s scary, it’s really creepy.  But I kind of like it.

Stumptown

I love this one guys!  It’s a lot like my humorous romantic suspense novels.  A sassy, kick butt army veteran becomes a private investigator who stands up for the underdog.  She’s flawed, so very flawed, but you have to love her as she always sets out to protect someone who deserves protecting.  And she finds herself up to her eyebrows in trouble fighting bad guys.

All Rise

This one is a legal show about a new judge who is determined to make her court fair to those who are not getting justice.  She’s creative, she’s got guts.  She’s the kind of judge we would all love to think wears a robe and determines what’s right and wrong in courts.

Bluff City Law

Jimmy Smit and his daughter are lawyers with a tumultuous relationship who take on the injustice of the world one client at a time.  It’s largely a family drama with characters who fight for the underdogs.

As I’m writing the descriptions of what I’m watching, I realize how close my interest in shows is to the plots I choose to write.  Paranormal elements, ghosts, sassy characters, underdogs that need championing, and a touch of danger and suspense. 

In The Mortician’s Daughter you totally get the paranormal element.  Poor Riley is faced with spirits left and right.  However, you still have the underdogs, and you get the sass.  If not from Riley, then from Kelsey.  That girl calls it like she sees it.

Snag a copy One Foot in the Grave (Book 1) for only .99 cents for a limited time at Amazon and Kobo.

So what are you watching?  Are you watching any of the shows I mentioned? Do the shows you watch on television fall in line with the types of books you read? 

Reading Suggestions?

This week, I’ve had to take it easy. Hubby gave me the crud. You know where you feel horrible, you nose runs and you can’t stop coughing. So, I’ve been reading. I’m currently reading Little Fires Everywhere by Celeste Ng and I’m really enjoying it. Have you read it? I guess they are making a Hulu limited series based on it with Reese Witherspoon and Kerry Washington. I’ll be watching!

At least I finished writing my final Christie Craig Texas Justice book, Don’t Look Back.  FBI agents, Texas Detectives, and murder.  A cat named Psycho. A hero that is drool worthy.  And a plot with more twist than a pretzel. Now I can concentrate on my next C.C. Hunter book.

So when I have the crud, it takes a while for me to get over it, so expect to be catching up on my reading. Any books you’d like to recommend? What are you reading right now?

Haunted Edinburgh

I’m going to share a few more images from Edinburgh, before I take you to some of the other places we visited.  I know I mentioned that I walked around some graveyards and even did a ghost tour.  And if you’ve read my books and my blogs, you know I love a good, spooky tale.

And while visiting, there were plenty of stories that sent a chill running up my spine. Edinburgh, where just a stroll long the cobblestone streets, takes you back in time, has a long ghoulish history. Psychics and ghost hunters have long said that the Scottish capital is one of the most haunted places in the world.

A walk through the cemetery, that is so old that most of the script on the tombstones is no longer legible, can raise the hairs on the back of your neck.  It made me stop and wonder about the bones of the people buried six feet under.  Were they happy?  Did they love someone?  How did the die?

As a pet owner, one story stood out.  The tale of a phantom Skye terrier, Bobby. The dog was said to have spent fourteen years guarding his master’s grave.  In 1872, the faithful pooch passed away. He is now buried in the Greyfriars Kirkland, near his owner.  It is said that people can still hear his bark near the grave. Dare I say, that is one spirit, I wouldn’t mind running across.

Ahh, but even deeper down, deeper than the bones of the now unnamed-dead, are a collection of underground passageways.  With very little ventilation, these dark, dank tunnels were called home to the very poorest of people: vagrants, thieves, gamblers and an array of undesirables.  The ghost tour I attended took me under Edinburgh’s Old City. With only candle light to guide us, I learned of the sad and often gruesome history of this place.  A history of religious persecution, of executions of witches, and even the great plague.  No doubt, the beauty of this timeless city that draws so many to visit, is stained with blood.

Winner!!

The winner of last week’s giveaway of an audiobook of One Foot in the Grave is Belinda Ortiz. Congratulations! Please email me at cc@cchunterbooks.com to claim you audiobook.

Edinburgh!

Well, Hubby and I took off to Scotland.  Can I say wow?  I took loads of pictures and for the next few weeks, I’ll be sharing some of those on my blog.  I’ll start with where we landed in this great country, Edinburgh.

I don’t think I’ve ever been to a place where everywhere you look, every glance over your shoulder, turn of your head, there’s another photograph to take.  The city is so old you feel it when you amble through the streets. 

When we got there, the Fringe was happening.  The Fringe is the largest arts festival in the world. Street entertainers at every corner.  Music, bands, and tons of shopping. Our favorite thing to do was to find a pub on the Royal Mile, sit outside sipping wine and people watching.

We lucked out and the Royal Edinburgh Military tattoo was happening while we were there too, and we got tickets.  This is an annual series of Military tattoos performed at the Esplanade of Edinburgh Castle by British Armed Forces, Commonwealth and International military bands and display teams.  It was colorful and awe-inspiring.

You know me well enough to know that I wanted to visit a few graveyards.  Yes, I love walking around and seeing graves that dated back to the 1700’s.  We even did a ghost tour.  Scotland had its share of spooky stories.

The trip was mind boggling and got my creative juices flowing.  I even got an idea for a book.

If you ever get a chance to go, do it. 

Okay, until next week.

Happy Reading!

Giveaway!!

Did you know ONE FOOT IN THE GRAVE, the first book in my Mortician’s Daughter series, is now on audio? To celebrate, I’m giving away a copy to one person who leaves a comment. (Sorry this giveaway is for U.S. residents only If you’re reading this on Goodreads, you must go to my blog and leave your comment.)

Feeling Hot, Hot, Hot!

This week I wanted to talk to you about genres. You know, paranormal, contemporary, fantasy, sci-fi, etc. The publishing industry is funny. They study the current trends, what’s selling, what’s not, and they try to predict what genres will be hot in the future. Sometimes I think they need a crystal ball.

When St. Martin’s contacted me and asked me to write a young adult paranormal series, they felt that genre was the hot ticket and would continue to be popular for a while. Now, however, paranormal is supposed to be waining and contemporary is the thing, especially if someone is ill in it.  Fantasy was huge a while ago, especially with the popular Lord of the Rings movies, but now it seems less in demand. It’s always shifting and changing.

So after I finished my Shadow Falls series, St Martin’s request a contemporary book. So, I wrote This Heart of Mine and In Another Life.  But I also still loved paranormal and I knew I still had a lot of Shadow Falls fans out there. So, I decided to write my Mortician’s Daughter series with them in mind. So, if you’re still rereading my Shadow Falls series, but haven’t tried my Mortician’s Daughter series, I’m encouraging you to give it a chance. I think you’ll enjoy it.

So do you pay attention to the trends in publishing?  Do you read the hot new genre or do you still read books that aren’t in the trend? Where do you see the genres heading? What do you think will become the next hot genre?

Winner!!

The winner of last week’s giveaway, an audiobook of One Foot in the Grave is Michelle R. Please email me at cc@cchunterbooks.com to claim your prize.

Back to School

I know it seems like we just celebrated the Fourth of July, but it’s already August. And in much of the country, that means school is about to start. It actually starts this week in my area of Texas. When I was young, I loved and hated the start of school. I hated waking up early after being able to sleep in and wake up naturally. In Alabama, where I grew up, we didn’t start back to school until a week or so into September. 

And I loved how it was always a little chilly in the mornings.  I actually loved shopping and buying a new wardrobe, too.  I didn’t get a lot of new clothes, but I always got some.  And wearing new clothes tended made me feel better about myself.  I hated always feeling as if I was invisible, unless it was when I ran into the school bullies. Then, I prayed for invisibility.

But I’ll admit, part of me looked forward to going back and seeing the boys that I had crushes on.  I always had the dream that this would be the year when one of my crushes would notice me.  (Yeah, I was a romantic even back then.)  Oh and I loved getting all my school supplies. There’s a certain smell to school supplies that I can still remember.  I also recall organizing everything.  And actually being happy about learning and getting back into a routine.  School was not my favorite thing.  But I remember the new school year feeling every September, and it was sort of like a part of life, almost like a season that when it comes every year, you are pulled into the familiarity of it.  Those first days of school every year were just part of life.

How do you feel about school? Or how did you feel about it? 

Giveaway!!

Did you know One Foot in the Grave, the first book in my Mortician’s Daughter series, is now available as an audiobook? To celebrate, I’m giving away a copy to one reader that leaves a comment. (Sorry, but this giveaway is limited to U.S. residents only. If you are reading this on Goodreads, you must leave you comment on my blog to be entered to win.)

Winner!

The winner of last week’s t-shirt giveaway is Amy Morris. Congratulations! Please email me at cc@cchunterbooks.com with your postal address and your t-shirt size.

The Mother Daughter Influence

Recently, I purchased some travel-sized hair spray to take with me on my trip to New York.  There was one line on the back that read:  Do not use this product while smoking.  

My first thought was who would do that? Then bam! I was suddenly yanked back into the past watching my mom fix her hair, holding a cigarette between her fingers, while spraying her hair. Thankfully, I never picked up the smoking habit, but as young girl, I loved watching my mom get dressed up. I remember she had a mole, or as they called it back then, a beauty mark, on her left cheek. She would use an eyebrow pencil to color it a little darker.  

And in my mind, I can still see her push out her left cheek as she colored the beauty mark. I remember wishing I had one like hers. I recall getting into my mom’s makeup once and attempting to give myself a beauty mark.

I think most little girls grow up idolizing their mom at that young age.  I know I did.  I watched her, studied her.  Wanted to emulate her.  I wanted to walk like her, look like her.  I wanted boobs like her.  I can honestly say that growing up, my identity as a female was in many ways driven by my mom.

Now as I grew older, I found my own style. Today, my mom still loves big bold prints, and I go more for solids or small prints.  Mom colored her hair red for years, the most I do is add a few highlights. But still, who I am today is in part because of my mom.  In fact, the reason I never smoked was because I saw my mom attempt to quit smoking.  She would cry and tell me how badly she wanted to quit, but how desperately she wanted another cigarette.  Also, she was deathly afraid of spiders, and I share that same phobia.  So I guess you could say I acquired some of her fears and learned a few things from her struggles.

And because my fiction is so reflective of my own life, you see this mother/daughter connection in my books.  In Three Heartbeats Away, Riley realizes how much she’s been influenced by the memories of her mom.  She wears her hair long because her mother did.  Her favorite color stems from the color her mom often wore.  Her style, her outlook, her love of art, is all connected to the women she loved and lost when she was only four.  Even the car she drives is due to seeing an image of her mom with the same car. 

Do you see how your mom may have influenced who you are?  In what ways are you like your mom?

Giveaway!!

Today I’ll give away a T-shirt to one person who tells me how their mom influenced them.  (Sorry, but this giveaway is for U.S. residents only. And if you are reading this on Goodreads, you must go to my blog to post your comment to enter.)

Winner!!

The winner of last week’s giveaway is Lisa Ray. Congratulations! Please email me at cc@cchunterbooks.com and send me your postal address.

New York City!!

I love to travel. I love to experience different cultures, different foods, different people.  I’ve traveled to France, London, China, South America, New Zealand, Denmark, and soon I’m going to Scotland and Ireland.  But amazingly, when I go to New York City, the differences are almost as great as going to a different country

I’ve never grabbed an Uber or a taxi in my home of Tomball, Texas.  My heart got a workout when I got into a taxi whose driver had road rage and screamed the entire drive as he delivered me to my Grand Central author party.  (All I could think of was that I’m glad not everyone had guns like they do in Texas.) I’ve never bumped into so many people on the streets of Tomball. In New York you are shoulder to shoulder.  And in Times Square, some of those people are “over-the-top” characters.  Like a women wearing nothing but a thong and paint.  Like the Mickey Mouse characters with bobbling heads. As crazy as it was, I loved experiencing it all.

Restaurants are everywhere.  The food is phenomenal. And I can’t say enough about the play Hamilton.  Wow!!  I mean, wow!

And because this was a RWA, Romance Writers of America, conference, attended by writers, it felt like most of those folks were family.  And because I’ve spoken at so many writer’s conferences, I know so many faces. 

I spent time chatting with Tina Dick, who is a reporter from Germany. I love running into her every year, and it’s not just because she brings me German chocolate.  But the chocolate is amazing.  I ran into Joss Wood, who lives in South Africa and whose books sound wonderful, and was such a pleasure to chat with.  I ran into some folks from New Zealand who were at my workshop I gave there.  Then there were the fans who came to the signing.  They got C.C. Hunter T-shirts just for showing up, too. I ran into old friends, Arel Jansen, from Maine, and we had some great visits, hugs, and laughs.  I hung with Ruth Kenjura, a Houston RWA member.

I shared wine and conversation with Diane Kelly, Lori Wilde, Kerrelyn Sparks, Shala Patel, Pintip Dunn, Dyranda Jones, Miranda Liasson, and Carolyn Brown.  Laura Drake, Susan Muller, and I got turned down by two angry Uber drivers, but we finally got to the Lillie’s Victorian Establishment, where great food and laughs were had.  Susan and I roomed together again, and you know you need a roomie who agrees that what happens in the hotel room, stays in the hotel room.  Oh, the fun! (By the way, all of these are amazing authors, try them!)

I met with editors, my agent, bloggers, librarians, and I may have drunk a little too much wine.  But I did not dance on any tables.  So don’t believe anyone who says I did.  And remember photos can be altered.  I went to workshops, heard Alyssa Cole speak at the Librarian breakfast, which was fantastic and met authors Tee O’Fallon and M.A. Taylor, whose books sound amazing and I’m ordering them today. 

New York City was amazing.  A blend of culture, good food, better friendships, and tons of laughter. 

Giveaway!!

And . . . I got some free books, double copies, and I snagged a few extra RWA tote bags. So today, I’ll give away a bag, and at least one book that I snagged at the conference.  So leave a post and tell me about one of your travel adventures or a dream vacation, and one person will win a tote and at least one new book. (Sorry, but this giveaway is for U.S. residents only. And if you’re reading this on Goodreads, you must post your comment on my blog to enter.)

Happy Reading!

What Are You Reading?

Summer time is in full swing. Time for trips to the beach, car rides across the country, sitting by the pool, and lots of time to relax and read. I love sitting on the deck of a beach house overlooking the ocean and catching up on my reading.

One of the many perks as an author is that I get asked to read and blurb about new books.  So I’m often discovering new books and new authors.  Recently, I read a great page turner, Jane Anonymous.  Now it doesn’t release until January, but if you like nail biting suspense, preorder it now.

Bestselling author Laurie Faria Stolarz’s thrilling novel Jane Anonymous is a revelatory confessional of a seventeen-year-old girl’s fight to escape a kidnapper—and her struggles to connect with loved ones and a life that no longer exists. 

Seven months.

That’s how long I was kept captive. 

Locked in a room with a bed, refrigerator, and adjoining bathroom, I was instructed to eat, bathe, and behave. I received meals, laundered clothes, and toiletries through a cat door, never knowing if it was day or night. The last time I saw the face of my abductor was when he dragged me fighting from the trunk of his car. And when I finally escaped, I prayed I’d never see him again.

Now that I’m home, my parents and friends want everything to be like it was before I left. But they don’t understand that dining out and shopping trips can’t heal what’s broken inside me. I barely leave my bedroom. Therapists are clueless and condescending. So I start my own form of therapy—but writing about my experience awakens uncomfortable memories, ones that should’ve stayed buried. How far will I have to go to uncover the truth of what happened—and will it break me forever?

Find out more about Laurie Faria Stolarz and her books at https://lauriestolarz.com/stand-alones/.

I also just bought Lea Nolan’s Hoodoo Apprentice series. I haven’t started it, but I’m about to. It sounds amazing and came highly recommended. I’m going to start it tomorrow, curled up on my porch swing, sipping sweet tea. I can’t wait!

Be careful what you wish for…

Emma Guthrie expects this summer to be like any other in the South Carolina Lowcountry–hot and steamy with plenty of beach time alongside her best friend and secret crush, Cooper Beaumont, and Emma’s ever-present twin brother, Jack. But then a mysterious eighteenth-century message in a bottle surfaces, revealing a hidden pirate bounty. Lured by the adventure, the trio discovers the treasure and unwittingly unleashes an ancient Gullah curse that attacks Jack with the wicked flesh-eating Creep and promises to steal Cooper’s soul on his approaching sixteenth birthday.

But when a strange girl bent on revenge appears, demon dogs become a threat, and Jack turns into a walking skeleton; Emma has no choice but to learn hoodoo magic to undo the hex, all before the last days of summer–and her friends–are lost forever.

Find out more about Lea Nolan and her Hoodoo Apprentice series at http://leanolan.com/ln/books-new/.

What are you reading? Any books you’d like to recommend?

Winner!!

The winner of last week’s t-shirt giveaway is Elizabeth Kenney. Congratulations! Please email your postal address and your t-shirt size to cc@cchunterbooks.com.