Happy
Wednesday, Everyone,
I’m
going to apologize up front for this self-promotion post, but I just couldn’t
help myself. Today’s letter is I, and
with my debut novel coming out in 19 days, I just had to make: I is for IN THE SHADOW OF GREED.
But
this post isn’t just about my new book, but about the excitement of crossing
another bridge in my dream of becoming a published author.
What
bridge did I just cross you ask? Well, I just found out that IN THE SHADOW OF
GREED is on Amazon for pre-order. AHHHHHH! I want to shriek like a little girl I’m
so excited. This is really happening!
Ever
since I received the offer from Crimson Romance in early February, my life has
been one crazy, panic moment after another. But even through the editing
processes [I now understand why my writer friends say they are in editing hell] and
promotion, and everything in between, it never really seemed real until now.
I
began writing three years ago on a challenge from my sister. This was something
I only dreamed about doing. I never believed I was capable of finishing a novel.
Even after finishing the second novel, I never believe I could get it published.
The hours, days, weeks I spent researching the publishing world made me
understand that there was so much I still needed to learn before I could ever
consider sending out my manuscripts. So I began signing up for one workshop
after another, sometimes three in one month. I would then dig back into my
manuscript and revise, revise, revise―still not believing it would ever see the
light of day in the publishing world.
But
one very cold day in February, Crimson Romance changed all that. Jennifer
Lawler decided to take a chance on me and put this amazing publisher company
behind my work. And now that I can actually see my book up on Amazon for
pre-order, I can’t decide whether to laugh out loud from absolute glee or have
a long, happy cry.
Here
is what I learned about dreaming at fifty-four-years young. It’s never too late
to dream and dream big. If you want something bad enough, you must be willing
to put in the extra hard, grueling work to make it happen. Nothing in life is
easy, but in the end, it’s all worth it. Some would say that this is only the
beginning, but for me, this moment—right now—is my dream.
I
have posted my first EVER excerpt below. I wanted to introduce you to my hero,
Jason McNeil, my heroine, Dr. Sarah Tu and her sister, Hanna. This is such a tiny
little tease, but I hope you like enough to hit the Amazon link below and
pre-order your own copy of IN THE SHADOW OF GREED.
((HUGS
TO ALL))
Nancy
C. Weeks
Author
of In the Shadow of Greed
Release
date: 29 April 2013
Excerpt
for In the Shadow of Greed
He thinks I’m dead. Sarah’s
coming. Help her!
The voice quivered inside Jason’s head.
He pushed away from the pillar and froze. No one was there. His gaze fell back
to the woman in the bed. His eyes narrowed and he clenched his jaw, biting down
so hard, pain shot up his inner ear.
The next instant, a petite woman with
long, straight, raven hair and the most beautiful, hazel eyes he had ever seen
charged through the trauma unit. A security officer followed close behind and
grabbed her arm, stopping her from moving any farther into the restricted area.
Jason stared at the woman in the bed
and back to the woman by the door. He knew, without a doubt, her name was Sarah.
His mind raced for an explanation.
“Ma’am, you can’t be back here.” The
guard tried to pull Sarah back through the doors.
Sarah yanked out of his hold. The
expression on her face was intense, unyielding. “Like hell I can’t. My sister
is here. She needs me.”
The charge nurse moved from behind a
counter of the nurse’s station and stood next to the security officer. “How can
I help you?”
The nurse’s low, gentle voice seemed to
have a soothing effect on Sarah. “Hanna Tu.” Her voice shuddered.
Jason couldn’t take his eyes off
Hanna’s sister. In an instant, she transformed from a stiletto wearing,
ice-dragon on the war path—just the kind of woman he disliked—into a
frightened, desperate woman whose vulnerabilities brought out his protective
instinct.
As her eyes wildly searched the trauma
unit, the nurse reached for Sarah’s arm and guided her toward the doors.
“We’re still assessing your sister’s
condition. I’ll have one of the doctors come talk to you in the waiting room as
soon as they can. She’s in good hands, I promise you.”
“I need to see her. I need to know she’s okay.
The police wouldn’t allow me into her apartment. No one has told me anything.
There was so much blood.” She sucked in a deep breath as tears clouded her
eyes. “Please let me see her for a moment.”
Her eyes narrowed on the cubicle
surrounded by a curtain. One of the nurses moved the fabric aside and left
carrying a tray of vials. Sarah’s gaze fell on her sister. “Oh God! Hanna!”
She took a step toward her sister, but
her body began to tremble and her knees buckled. Jason rushed forward and
caught her as her body collapsed. With one arm wrapped around her waist, he
used his other hand to lift the badge that hung around his neck and flashed it
at the nurse. “She’s with me.”
He then found an empty chair away from
a direct view of the cubicle and lowered Sarah into it. He knelt, keeping his
arm around her. Her body shook violently and she gasped for air. The charge
nurse brought over a cup of water and handed it to Jason. He brought it to Sarah’s
lips.
“Drink, Sarah, it will help.”
She sipped the water and closed her
eyes, taking in several deep breaths. “W-who hurt her? W-why?”
“We don’t know, but we’ll find out.
He’ll pay for this.”
Sarah finally glanced up at him and
pulled away. “Who are you?”
And
the ice-dragon’s back.
Jason clenched his jaw to keep a smile from spreading across his face. He
couldn’t put his finger on the why, but this woman intrigued him.
“Detective Jason McNeil.”
“Why are you here and not out finding
the person who hurt my sister?”
Don’t let her push you
away. She needs you, we need you.
Jason was taken aback by the weak,
small voice in his head. What the hell was going on? Finding his voice, he
said, “Someone tried to kill your sister.” He glanced toward Hanna’s cubicle. A
crushing anger boiled up from deep within his gut. “The guy who attacked her
has killed at least three other times we know about and he didn’t mean to leave
Hanna alive. I’m not giving him a chance to finish the job.”
Oh God, he’s here… He’s
here! Don’t let him near Sarah!
And here is the link. I hope you love it as much as I loved
writing it. I would love for you to ‘like’ my author page too.
In the Shadow of Greed by Nancy C. Weeks
And it only gets better, Nancy! I related to your post so much, about actually reaching your dream and how amazing that feels. I'm so happy for you. XNaomi
ReplyDeleteHi Naomi,
DeleteThanks so much for you encouraging words. I'm going to hold onto them. xxoo
Sooooooo excited for you! Doin' the happy dance! Congratulations, Nancy!
ReplyDeleteOh, Pam!
DeleteThat is such a sweet thing to say. Thanks so much for the happy dance and dropping by for a visit. Hugs!
I loved reading about your excitement at seeing your book on Amazon! :) It's an amazing, wonderful, surreal feeling, so enjoy every single moment of it! I can't wait to read your reaction on your launch day!
ReplyDeleteAnd you keep posting about your book and your characters all you want. It's always wonderful to hear about them from the author who knows them best!
HI Juli!
DeleteI sometimes worry that 'the book' is all I talk about. But it is an exciting, surreal moment, and I really am totally thrilled to be on this ride. I'm hopping over to your blog now. Sorry I missed you the last couple days. Can't wait to get caught up.
Anne has pre ordered!
ReplyDeleteAhhhh, thanks Jeff! I promise as soon as I see the book, I'll let you know which pages you can skip. Please give Ann a big hug from me.
DeleteWonderful advice for the dreamer in all of us. Wishing you every success with your book.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, M.J. I really appreciate you stopping by.
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ReplyDeleteA huge congrats to you!!! Very exciting!
ReplyDelete(minus the typo, lol)
LOL Lynda,
DeleteI can't type my name without back spacing and typing it again. Thanks so much for dropping by.
Congratulations! There's nothing like seeing it up there on Amazon to bring it all home.
ReplyDeleteHi Melanie,
DeleteBoy is that the truth. Now I just have to get use to the idea of folks [that don't love me] reading my novel. LOL. So glad you dropped by.