Linda, thank you for having
me as your guest. I love your books and am thrilled to meet a few of your
friends today.
Can you say promotion?
Tell me the truth...did you
shiver? Writing, editing, and getting a book published was a daunting task. But
in my innocence, I didn't grasp how overwhelming promotion could be until I was
faced with getting my name in front of readers. I'm not timid but I am reserved
(my critique partner tells me I'm private) until I get to know you. And not
being an outgoing person, selling is as uncomfortable as dual root canals.
I knew before the book
released I didn't intend to be that author who pops up on Facebook or Twitter,
waves my arms in the air and shouts, "Buy my book, you know you want
to."
I want to be accessible. Friends
and readers should feel comfortable that if they like my fan page, stop by my
blog, or sign up for my newsletter, I'm not going to bury them with reasons to
rush out and buy my book. Whether it's my Monday blog, Facebook posts or Tweets,
I try to keep my words interesting, light, informative and supportive.
I love helping my fellow
writers, and on Wednesday, everyone knows they'll get a chance to discover a
new book. But no pressure, we're grownups here. :)
I enjoy blog hops or guest
posting where I get a chance to meet new people and have the chance to broaden
my horizon.
Paid ads? I've done a couple
but haven't been able to tell if they create an impact, so I shop around and
make good use of my promotion budget. And yes, I said budget. :)
I honestly believe there is
no magic formula for today writer. Most of us are expected to manage our own
promotion. So I try to be honest and sincere. I work hard to keep my promise of
producing a good, interesting story. Because if I can touch one reader with my
written words all the promotion, ads, blogs, posts and tweets have been worth
the effort.
This is a great chance to
share ideas and thought. Have you found something that works? Didn't work?
Bio
A student of creative writing in
her youth, Jerrie set aside her passion when life presented her with a John
Wayne husband, and two wonderful children.
A career in logistics offered her the opportunity to travel to many
beautiful locations in America, and she revisits them in her romantic suspense
novels.
But the characters went with her, talked to her, and insisted she share
their dark, sexy stories with others.
She writes alpha males and kick-ass women who weave their way through
death and fear to emerge stronger because of, and on occasion in spite of, their
love for each other. She likes to
torture people, make them suffer, and if they’re strong enough, they live
happily ever after.
Jerrie lives in Texas, loves sunshine,
children’s laughter, sugar (human and granulated), and researching for her
heroes and heroines.
Social media:
http://www.jerriealexander.com -
website
http://www.jerriealexander.com/category/blog/
http://www.twitter.com/jerriealexander
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Jerrie-Alexander
/121521571355959?ref=hl
Blurb for HELL or
HIGH WATER
Release 2-22-13
When ex-SEAL Nate Wolfe
learns a woman from his past is in danger, nothing will stop him from
protecting her. Not even her.
Dallas Child Protection Services Investigator Kay Taylor doesn't
want or need Nate in her life. But he doesn't seem to understand the word no.
And he seems to have forgotten the brand he left on her heart.
When her friend is kidnapped, Kay will do whatever it takes to
find her, even if it means allying with the one man she can't trust.
And when Kay is taken and sold to a monster, the devil himself
couldn't stop Nate from doing whatever it takes to find her.
Excerpt
from HELL or HIGH WATER
A chill slammed into her. Again,
somebody’s eyes on her sent a shiver up her arms. She whirled.
A
black Harley was parked down the block. She paused at the rear of the car and
stared at the rider. Odd that he’d parked away from the funeral crowd and sat
there watching. Damn, the black visor didn’t stop the burn as his gaze bore
down on her. Her breath caught. Was this the man who’d saved her? Wearing a
black leather jacket and matching helmet, the man sat motionless.
She
started toward him, and the rider stepped off the bike. If this was her ninja,
she’d demand answers after she thanked him. He turned his back to her and then
removed the helmet. His fingers wound through shoulder-length black hair, tying
the strands together with a piece of leather. There was something vaguely
familiar about him. His movements. His shoulders. His hands.
He
turned to face her, and her heart rate raced toward the ozone.
“Hello,
Kaycie.”
Ten
years of missing Nate Wolfe boiled over. He was here. Really here. She sprang
into his arms, clutched his broad shoulders and leaned into his hard-as-a-rock
chest. God, his scent, a mixture of leather, woodsy cologne and virile man
washed over her. Damn. Her body betrayed her by melting into him.
“Nate,”
she whispered into his neck. “You saved me.” Her flesh heated when his large
hands flexed against the small of her back and drew her closer.
“Come
hell or high water,” he whispered, his warm breath sending heat streaks across
her skin.
A
split-second passed before memories of his lying tongue using that same phrase
so many years ago hit her. A volcano of heartbreak erupted and spewed
forth.
“Don’t
touch me,” she spit the words at him while scrambling out of reach. “And don’t
you dare say that to me. Ever.”
“You
hugged me.” His eyes went wide and he held his hands up in surrender.
Damn
him and his Cheshire cat grin. Kay plowed her right fist into his jaw. God,
pain shot up her arm. His head barely moved. Still, she relished the snap of
his teeth. Obviously, she didn’t hit him hard enough. He rubbed his scruffy jaw
while that sexy little smile inched right back up his cheeks.
Blurb for The GREEN-EYED DOLL
Available for purchase or download from
Amazon, Barnes & Noble, ARE and KOBO
Catherine McCoy is on the run. For the past year, she’s been on
the move, hiding the secrets and guilt in her heart. When she lands in
small-town Texas and meets Sheriff Matt Ballard, he ignites a flame she thought
lost forever.
Matt has scars of his own. He left the big city after an
undercover operation went bad and his partner was killed. Now, as Matt hunts
for a serial killer who paints his victims’ faces like porcelain dolls,
Catherine becomes a safe haven for him. Two tortured souls finding comfort in
each other's arms—until he uncovers her secret, and their bond of trust is
broken.
When Catherine disappears, Matt races to find her, fearing the
murderer has found his next green-eyed doll. But the killer has a surprise
coming. Catherine will fight to the death before she’ll be a victim again. Will
her determination be enough?
Thank you for joining us today, Jerrie. I haven't red The Green-Eyed Doll yet but plan to do so soon. Readers, pick up your copy as The Green Eyed-Doll has gotten awesome reviews. I expect Jerrie's Hell or High Water will also receive as much praise.
Please leave Jerrie a comment.
Thanks for Reading and Writing!
Linda
www.lindalaroque.com
