GIVEAWAY: Help Me Spread the Word About Driving Mr. Dead

DRIVING MR. DEAD is being released on eBook on Tuesday, Jan. 31 wherever eBooks are sold. I would appreciate some help from my lovely readers in spreading the news about the launch. So, I am offering ten copies of DRIVING MR. DEAD, to be emailed as gifts from Amazon.com on Feb. 3.

To qualify, announce the eBook release on your blog, Facebook page, Twitter account, Tumblr, or the social networking venue of your choice. If you tag me in the post - (Molly Harper, Author on Facebook, @mollyharperauth on Twitter) - it would help me track your entries. Be sure to post about your activities in the comment section below (including links if available.) For every announcement you make, you will get one entry in the giveaway

Winners will be selected at random on Feb. 3 and announced here.

Thanks for your help!

PS, if you post in the comment section and it doesn't appear right away, don't panic. Thanks to spammers, I had to set up my account to approve comments before they appear.

Invite me to your book club!

With NICE GIRLS DON'T BITE THEIR NEIGHBORS coming out on Feb. 28, 2012, I am making myself available to book clubs discussing any of my books via Skype. Just contact at me jane.jameson AT hotmail.com and I will be happy to discuss sheduling.

Please remember that a book club is more than one person. If I log on to Skype and see a guy in his bathrobe, drinking beer and waving around a copy of HOW TO FLIRT WITH A NAKED WEREWOLF, I will close my browser immediately.

Cover blurb for CARE AND FEEDING OF STRAY VAMPIRES

This is the new cover copy for THE CARE AND FEEDING OF STRAY VAMPIRES, to be released in August 2012.

Iris Scanlon, Half-Moon Hollow’s only daytime vampire concierge, knows more about the undead than she’d like. Running all their daylight errands—from letting in the plumber to picking up some chilled O neg—gives her a look at the not-so-glamorous side of vampire life. Her rules are strict; relationships with vamps are strictly business, not friendship—and certainly not anything else. But then she finds her newest client, Cal, poisoned on his kitchen floor, and only Iris can help.

Cal - who would be devastatingly sexy, if Iris allowed herself to think that way - offers Iris a hefty fee for hiding him at her place until he figures out who wants him permanently dead. Even though he’s imperious, unfriendly and doesn't seem to understand the difference between "employee" and "servant," Iris agrees, and finds herself breaking more and more of her own rules to help him - particularly those concerning nudity. Turns out what her quiet little life needed was some intrigue & romance—in the form of her very own stray vampire.

Trailer for NICE GIRLS DON'T BITE THEIR NEIGHBORS

NICE GIRLS DON'T BITE THEIR NEIGHBORS gets a starred review in Publishers Weekly

This made me squeal a little, I won't lie.

New Year's Resolutions that I stand a 90 percent chance of fulfilling

Every year I make resolutions that last about three days. Apparently, I'm not all that resolute. But I am a goal-setter. You have to be, if you're going to be a writer. You set daily word count goals. You set a goal to meet your deadline. You vow that one day, your name will appear on the New York Times bestseller list. (Still working on that one.)

And since my first book came out in 2009, my primary goal has been making the transition to full-time writer. It's not that I don't enjoy my job as an editorial coordinator at a medical society. But between working full-time, parenting two small children, keeping our house running and writing from 9 p.m. to "whenever I feel like I'm done" every night," there are times when I'm spread pretty thin.

When I first started out, a more experienced writer told me that it took an average of six to seven books on the shelf before an author could write full-time. Well, my seventh book came out this week, and as of Jan. 31, I will be a full-time author.

I am very excited about this change and what it will mean for my family. And ever since we realized that this was something that WOULD be happening, I started getting antsy. Why? I didn't have a goal anymore. I'm one of those type A personalities that needs parameters.

So I started setting small goals for what I would do after I left my job. I would call them resolutions, but if I did, there's a very good chance I'd never get them done. So here they are:

-Write when there are no other people in the house, so I don't spend precious time when they are home glued to my computer.

-Read more than one book per month

-Finish sewing Carter’s Christmas stocking. He's three years old. He's going to notice that his is the only storebought one in the family.

-Answer all reader emails the day I receive them.

-Join a regional RWA chapter.

-Blog at least once a week.

-Go to the gym so often that the staff actually recognizes me when I show up. At this point, they demand proof of identity and membership when I try to walk in.

-Volunteer in Darcy's school library.

-Read all of the Serendipity books to Carter.

-Wear nothing but yoga pants for a month.

-Buy more yoga pants.

-Consider taking a yoga class.

-Convince David that yoga pants are not, in fact, sweat pants.

-Get more than four hours of sleep per night.

-Plant a vegetable and herb garden that might survive past the seedling stage

-Bake from scratch again.

-Take up cake decorating again.

-Get a tan.

-Update my web site more often.

-Participate in more online contests and conversations.

-Have lunch with friends more often.

For now, I'm wrapping up the loose ends at my office and trying to leave a good parting impression on my co-workers. On Feb. 1, don't be alarmed if you loud snores. I will be sleeping in.