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Some of you may have noticed by now that I’ve been Facebooking, Tweeting, etc. about this little book I call Rules of Negotiation. Well yesterday it went LIVE on Amazon, and I couldn’t be prouder or more excited. I did a little website update yesterday, so you can now find information about Rules here: http://www.inarascott.com/books-for-adults/rules-of-negotiation/.
Feel free to bookmark that for your future viewing pleasure.
Launch days always come with lots of thank yous, and I want to say a special thank you this time to my dear editor Libby Murphy. She’s an absolutely delightful, darling person, not to mention a top-notch editor, and I feel priviledged to work with her.
I also want to say thanks to all of you who came out for all my silly Seven Days of Winning Contests. Which reminds me:
I owe TWO PRIZES. So by random number selection, both of my winners came from Tweets!
@suzannelazear, you are a winner of RULES OF NEGOTIATION!
And….@chrstnabrooke, you’ve won PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT!
Thanks again all my friends for supporting me and making me smile. Sending hugs and happily ever after your way.
XOXO,
Inara
The days of winning continue, but first, how about announcing some winners?
From days 3 & 4:
Annabelle has won a copy of Radiant Desire!
Jenn has won a copy of Rules of Negotiation!
and Adrianne…you have won The Wedding Writer!
Ladies, email me and I’ll get you your prizes!
And now, the excerpts (and the winning) continue with a little sexy snippet from Rules of Negotiation:
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Tori’s entire body vibrated with anger. Who the hell did Brit Bencher think he was? Okay, yes, he was a hotshot CEO, and yes, his thick black hair, olive skin, and crystal blue eyes made him look like sex-on-a-stick. Fine. She didn’t swoon. It wasn’t in her nature. She could handle his tall-dark-and-gorgeous six-foot-tall frame, and the fact that he’d somehow earned the god-awful nickname of The Slayer for his effect on women. She wasn’t a prepubescent girl, after all.
What she couldn’t handle was him coming in at the last minute and trying to get in the middle of a deal she’d been working on for months. That was unacceptable.
She settled into a wooden chair that probably cost him a thousand dollars. Stupid rich CEO, with his stupid gorgeous office in Midtown Manhattan. She forced herself keep hold of her temper, while a litany of nasty insults flew through her mind. “Now, Mr. Bencher, I must note that you asked your lawyer to leave us. Are you sure you want to negotiate without the benefit of an attorney?”
The bastard smiled through a set of perfect white teeth. “Call me Brit.”
Tori reciprocated with a smile so sweet it curdled her stomach. “Brit.”
“And I’ll call you Tori.”
Oh dear God, what was this? He was gazing directly into her eyes, and for the first time it occurred to her that he sounded as if he might be…could he be…flirting?
And now for today’s winning…
One of my favorite contemporary romance writers is Julie James. I absolutely adored her book, Practice Makes Perfect, which was about…you guessed it…a couple of lawyers! So I thought for days 5 and 6, I’d give away one copy of Rules of Negotiation, and one copy of Practice Makes Perfect!

To win, just leave me a comment here, on Facebook (like my page and I’ll be your friend forever) or follow me and shoot me a note on Twitter!
Here we are, Day Three of Seven Days of Winning, and LOOKIE HERE! A cover!!

Mmmm, isn’t it lovely? And yes, you can tell that this isn’t one of my young adult books, right?
Aaaaand, after you’re done drooling over the cover, here’s an excerpt from the book!
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Tori Anderson knew her place in the world. She was a single woman, living alone, working long hours, and caring for her sick mother. The writing was on the wall. She had to watch romantic movies by herself with a large bowl of popcorn in her lap. She had to walk slowly past jewelry store windows and gaze longingly at wedding rings.
And she had to have a cat.
“Here kitty kitty kitty…”
A pair of yellow eyes glared at Tori from the far rear corner of the dark, empty space under her
front porch. She’d brought Fritzy home from the pound less than a year ago, in an attempt to fulfill her destiny as an unattached twenty-something creeping toward thirty. Fritzy, who had apparently been named by some sadist with a fondness for all things German, was supposed to give her an outlet. He was supposed to be a vessel into which she could pour all her love and devotion, and hopefully receive something in return.
Instead, he had turned out to be an antisocial beast who resented her frequent business trips and showed his displeasure by peeing on her shoes and shredding her curtains.
Tori tried again, crouching down and leaning into the darkness as she shook the small bag of treats intended to lure Fritzy into her arms and then into the cat carrier she’d cunningly left in the car, so he wouldn’t know what was coming. Except that he did know what was coming. He always knew what was coming. Especially at 6:00 a.m., when she had to be at the airport in less than two hours.
Tori tried to keep her voice pleasant. “Here you pain-in-the-ass monster masquerading as a cat… here Mr. Fluffypants…”
“Tori, is that you under there?” The older woman’s voice startled Tori.
She straightened abruptly and hit her head on the edge of the porch. “Shit…I mean, damn it…I mean…”
Her tiny white-haired neighbor, Mrs. Jenkins, who glowed with saintly inner light and probably had never spoken the word “damn,” smiled peacefully in return. “Traveling again?”
Unthinking, Tori nodded and wiped her dusty hands on her skirt, and then stared in horror at the trails of dirt left behind on the silky gray fabric. Her mind started to spin. Plane leaving at 7:55. Ten minutes to the kennel, fifty-minute drive to the Philadelphia airport, assuming there wasn’t any traffic, which of course there would be. Doors closed thirty minutes before takeoff. Security would take at least twenty minutes.
Five minutes to change her skirt?
No way. She had three straight days of traveling ahead, and missing any one of her flights could send her into eternal airport purgatory. She couldn’t afford that right now. Not when her trip culminated in a visit to New York City, where she hoped to lock-down the key terms of the sale of the software business owned by her client, Jerry Tollefson.
She’d been negotiating the contract for months, and knew everyone in her firm was watching— especially the partnership committee. If she screwed this up, they’d never forget it.
Not to mention that, after four years of working together, her client Jerry happened to be closest thing to a best friend she had. He deserved a great deal, and she was determined to get it for him.
“Why don’t you let me get Fritzy?” Mrs. Jenkins offered.
Tori watched in amazement as the fragile woman tottered
It’s day two of Seven Days of Winning (check yesterday’s blog if you have no idea what’s going on!). Today, the party is on Twitter. Follow me (@inarascott) and get the details-tweet to win!
Winner gets to choose: an ARC of Rules, Radiant Desire, or one of the Delcroix books. Groovy, right?
Start tweeting, kids!
I have a need. A need to celebrate! I’ve been absolutely nuts for the past month, and expect to be nuts for another two months, so I haven’t been able to be as chatty and present on Facebook and Twitter as I usually am. BUT I have a new book coming out (in SEVEN DAYS!!! SEVEN!!) and I want to share it with as many people as I can. So that’s why I’m going to launch my SEVEN DAYS OF WINNING. Seven days of winning my book, that is.
She made all the rules…
After juggling the demands of her career and the stress of caring for her ailing mother, high-powered corporate attorney Tori Anderson doesn’t have time for relationships—but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t want to feel like a woman. When Brit Bencher, NYC’s most eligible bachelor, offers a no-strings attached fling, it sounds like exactly what she needs. But what will she do when her Brit decides he won’t take “one night stand” for an answer?
…until he started breaking them.
Brit Bencher will do anything to take care of his family, even seduce Tori Anderson in the hopes of getting her to reveal confidential information about one of her clients. But for the first time in his life, he finds he’s falling for a woman. When Tori uncovers his lies, will he lose his chance with her forever?
If that doesn’t convince you that you want to read it, how about this review?
Inara Scott’s Rules of Negotiation is everything I love in a book–smart, snappy dialogue, a hero to die for and heroine to root for. Wicked, sexy and fun, with lots of heat and plenty of heart. This is one deal you’ll want to negotiate ASAP!
–Susan Sey, award-winning author of Money Honey (Berkley).
Sound like fun? Here comes the SEVEN DAYS OF WINNING part. I’m giving away one copy of RULES a day between now and February 14th. The rules are simple: head on over to my Facebook fan page (www.facebook.com/inarawrites). “Like” my page and leave me a comment letting me know that you’d like to read RULES. I’ll contact one winner each morning from the comments the night before. You can only win once, but comment as often as you like!
Hi friends! Yesterday, I was out for a walk in a nearby wetland with my buddy Rosco. As I walked, I plotted my next book (I think contemporary romance, set in Portland). The sun was shining, and there some amazing birds calling, and I was suddenly overwhelmed by how lucky I was to be in that place, living a full, magical life. So I took a little video, and thought I would share it with you all.
So here it is! I hope you find a little bit of magic this weekend, too.
By now, everyone knows the growth of e-readers is propelling big changes in the way readers read, and authors write.
One change I see is the growth of the novella as a viable alternative to the traditional, full-length novel. In the past, novellas were hard to market and package. Publishers had to put several together into one book in order to make them commercial, and that meant that readers had less choice when it came to authors and story lines. You couldn’t just pick out your favorite author or series. You had to take them all. Which could be fabulous, but also limiting.
With e-books, everything changed. Publishers can now develop and market novellas tied to established series, or as stand-alone works. Novellas are short and intense; they can deliver happily ever after, but must do so without the complete world-building, subplots, and description of a full length novel. They are typically priced well below a novel, and can be easily consumed on a phone or e-reader, while waiting for the bus or working out at the gym.
So my question is: have you read a novella recently? Do you enjoy them? What drives you to buy a novella rather than a novel?
I’m running in a million different directions right now — I’m teaching my first law school class at Lewis and Clark, working part-time in the utility biz, doing outreach for the Honoring Our Rivers student anthology (19 days left for entries!), finishing up copyedits for Rules of Negotiation, and planning my promotion schedule for the March launch of The Talents and the April (long-awaited!) launch of The Marked. Needless to say, I’m a teenie-weenie bit overextended. So, of course, I reached out to social media.
I asked my Facebook friends for suggestions for quick stress relief activities, and I got GREAT responses
Now, I know I’m not the only one who occasionally takes on a bit too much, so thought I should pass these along. If you have other ideas, please let me know! My goal is to get through this all without my brain exploding, and I figure I can use all the help I can get.
From Jess (a yoga instructor!), I got a great suggestion for breath work: ”4-7-8 breath is my fave. Inhale for the count of 4, hold for 7, and exhale through the mouth for 8. Stay relaxed when you hold for 7, and imagine releasing stress when you exhale.”
Dear friend (and bride to be) Sarah suggests: “Cat in the lap.”
From Marianne, my lake buddy: “our dentist has a huge fish tank in the lobby, aside from the irony of going to the dentist’s to relax, watching fish is always nice!” (Thanks for reminding me that I’m way behind on my teeth cleaning, BTW!)
YA Bad-Ass Jen Violi (2012 Oregon Book Award Nominee!) suggests: “Put on your favorite dance music (or just play it in your head) and shake it all out–whole body, top to bottom.”
Susan Gee Heino, fabulous Regency author (on whom I have a huge crush, but don’t tell her I said that) has great advice: “Schedule a couple naps. Sometimes just knowing that you have time and permission to shut down for a bit makes the stressful times easier to take.”
I got lots more great suggestions, including dog-walking (yes!), drinking (of course), comfort food & sweets (which, of course, I was already doing), and yoga. I loved them all!
I hope these are useful — please share in the comments if you have other ideas for me, or the rest of the world. I think we can all use it!
(and now I’m going to walk the dog while drinking something sweet, breathing deeply, and thinking about fish.)
CANDACE!!!
Candace, email me (inara.scott at gmail dot com) with your address so I can send off your prize!
Thanks everyone who stopped by and commented, I really appreciate the good wishes and can’t wait to share the book.
Hey friends — I realize this wasn’t entirely fair, because you haven’t read the book, but I really appreciated all the comments and votes for my little cover contest. I think the cute couple votes had it — but to be perfectly fair, I think my (hypothetical) book has a young, urban feel that works better with a Julie James sort of model.
Sooo…I loved Kira’s comment about the empowered woman on the couple, and my (hypothetical) heroine is definitely kick-butt, which means…
KIRA DECKER, YOU ARE THE WINNER!
Please email me (inara.scott at gmail dot com) with your address so I can mail you a copy of Radiant Desire! Here’s to strong women and the men who love them.
BTW, I will send all your awesome comments to the cover gods. I’m sure there will be more cute couple covers in the future!
Well friends, I still can’t make a formal announcement, but let’s just say, for hypothetical sake, that I will be coming out with a new contemporary romance. Let’s also say, hypothetically, that the heroine is a lawyer, the hero is a CEO, and it’s sexy, funny, and of course ends with a happily ever after.
Hypothetically.
Now, if this scenario were true, I would have to give my publisher ideas for the cover of this imaginary book. And while I knew for a fact that my faerie Handmaids needed to feature a woman on the cover, I am not so sure about this book.
I’m pretty sure a half-naked man isn’t appropriate. But a clinch of some kind? Cute guy, maybe in a suit?
Hmmm. As I see it, I’ve got three main options. First, there’s the adorable single girl on the cover. Then there’s the adorable COUPLE on the cover.

And finally, there’s the smoking clinch cover, a la the other woman who writes about female lawyers, the incredible Julie James:

I must say that this story (should it exist) does not take place in a small town, and will never be described as “cozy.” But is it fun, contemporary, and there’s definitely a smoking hot guy involved.
So the question for you, dear readers, is which cover style do you like best? Cute girl, cute couple, or hot couple?
Leave me a comment, and I will pick one lucky voter to win a copy of Radiant Desire!!
I’m knee-deep in revisions on a project I haven’t even told you about yet, but I will soon. Promise. Anyway, I just spent 10 minutes (okay, maybe small exaggeration, but at least five minutes) on two short paragraphs. And I am reminded why revisions can take so bloody long.
Here’s the section I’m working on. Set up: Tori is a lawyer, talking to her assistant. Tori is desperate to make partner before her mother, who has Alzheimer’s, is too far along to know that Tori has succeeded. As a result, she has little time for socializing — or men. In this scene, her assistant is urging her to have a fling with a sexy guy she met the weekend before, who just sent her a dozen roses.
“Betsy!” Tori slapped her hands against the files stacked up on her desk. “I don’t have time for a one-night stand. I assume, since you make my calendar, you’ve looked at it? Do you see a lot of free nights in there?”
“That is your choice, not a requirement,” Betsy retorted. “At least give Brit a call. You’ve got to thank him for the flowers, don’t you?”
“I’ll send him an email.”
This was okay, but I wanted Betsy to push Tori a bit more, and reference Tori’s recent success with a client. So I made a little change, and that change set off a domino run of problems. See if you can tell why I wasn’t happy. The words in red are new:
“That is your choice, not a requirement,” Betsy retorted.“You just closed a huge deal. You could take a night off.”
Tori narrowed her gaze, not backing down an inch.
Betsy sighed. “Right. You’re like talking to a brick wall. At least give Brit a call. You’ve got to thank him for the flowers, don’t you?”
Did you catch the problem? Now I’ve got “talking to a brick wall” rhyming with “give Brit a call.”
I tried various ways of revising the sentences, and finally come up with:
“You’re like talking to a brick wall. At least call him. You’ve got to thank him for the flowers, don’t you?”
I like the way wall and call are separated by structure, but of course, I’ve created a new echo-y problem:
“At least call him. You’ve got to thank him for the flowers…
I tear out a few piece of hair, pet the dog, and drink more coffee. Then I play around with this for another few minutes and end up with:
Betsy sighed. “Right. You’re like talking to a brick wall. At least call him. You’ve got to say thank you for the flowers, don’t you?”
Great. Problem solved. Tomorrow, I will probably delete this whole section and render all this work meaningless. But at least it gave me something to blog about.
HA! The life of an author…
If you haven’t been watching Portlania, you should! This is all true. Seriously.
Oh my goodness — you all are AMAZING. Thanks so much for showing up, liking, following, hanging out, saying nice things and being an all-round amazing group of readers, fans, and bloggers! I heart all of you!!
BUT…I did say there would be prizes. Sooooo….
Since I had SO MANY entries, I decided to give away not 1, not 2, but THREE Delcroix prize packs.
And the winners are:
PRIMROSE
MARISA ODOM
and
ZOEY TALBON!
Please email me asap with your addresses: [email protected]
THANKS again everyone for playing!

AND…WE ARE LIVE, PEOPLE!
The amazing YA Scavenger Hunt is ON.
Now, as you probably already know, on this hunt you will be able to gain access to exclusive bonus material, sign up for giveaways, and get an all access pass to top secret insider information. But act fast – on December 4th it all goes away!
As an extra bonus we’ve put together a puzzle with one keyword found on each website. Complete it and you will be eligible for a fantastic GRAND PRIZE which will include signed editions of books, signed bookmarks, jewelry, and many more exclusive gifts with at least one gift from EVERY AUTHOR!
Scavenger Hunt Puzzle
Directions: Copy and paste the puzzle at the end of this post onto a document or print it out and unscramble the words as you proceed through the Scavenger Hunt. Search for keywords, one on each website that will be highlighted in RED. When you are finished, fill out the Google form here.
Rules: To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit this filled in puzzle before noon on Dec 4th Pacific Time. All the keywords must be in the correct place and you must include your full name and address. Entries sent in without name and address will not be considered!
SCAVENGER HUNT POST!

I am lucky enough to be hosting the incredible Karen Hooper. Her book, Tangled Tides, sounds fantastic (and I’m not just saying that because I love mermaid stories…). Get a load of this:
Yara Jones doesn’t believe in sea monsters—until she becomes one.
When a hurricane hits her island home and she wakes up with fins, Yara finds herself tangled up in an underwater world of mysterious merfolk and secretive selkies. Both sides believe Yara can save them by fulfilling a broken promise and opening the sealed gateway to their realm, but they are battling over how it should be done. The selkies want to take her life. The merfolk want something far more precious.
Treygan, the stormy-eyed merman who turned Yara mer, will stop at nothing and sacrifice everything to protect his people—until he falls for Yara. The tides turn as Yara fights to save herself, hundreds of sea creatures, and the merman who has her heart. She could lose her soul in the process—or she might open the gateway to a love that’s deeper than the oceans.
Cool, right?
Karen is sharing and revealing her new book trailer that is near and dear to her heart. Her good friend, Sarah Kennedy, wrote the lyrics, composed the music, played the piano, and sang a completely original song for Tangled Tides. You get to see and hear it here first!
You can find more about Karen at her website, www.karenamandahooper.com
You can buy Tangled Tides by clicking on any of these links:
Amazon
Rhemalda Bookstore
Barnes & Noble
And bonus, you can read the first few chapters of Tangled Tides on Amazon.com using their Look Inside feature!
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If you were around this spring and followed the first ever YA Scavenger Hunt, you know it involved hopping all over the Internet, reading never-released scenes, extras, and deleted bits from a huge group of fabulous YA authors. Well my friends, tomorrow begings the WINTER YA scavenger hunt, and this time it’s even bigger, with more authors, more exclusive content, a new puzzle, and a HUGE giveaway basket!
Last time, I released a scene from Jack’s POV that gave you a hint of what would be coming in The Marked. THIS time, I’m taking you back to the beginning. You’ll get an exclusive peek into Cam’s brain and a look at Dancia through his eyes. I know many of you don’t trust poor, sweet Cam, and I’m DEFINITELY not telling you if you’re right to be wary.
But this scene may give you a clue…
You’ll have to traipse around the Scavenger hunt to find my scene, but never fear, you will! And let me know what you think, okay?
OH, and don’t forget to comment on my blog for a chance to win a Delcroix prize pack, too!
The fun starts at noon pacific, tomorrow, December 1. See you there!
My favorite holiday has always been Thanksgiving. First, I love to eat, so an entire day dedicated to food has to be wonderful. Second, my birthday usually falls on or near Thanksgiving, as does my sister’s, so my family always made a big deal of Thanksgiving. We’d drive to my aunt and uncle’s house (who I adore), eat a ton, and then have presents. It was bliss.
I loved all the usual Thankgiving foods — the turkey (dark meat), gravy, stuffing, crescent rolls, and OMGTHEGREENBEANCASSEROLE!! Yes, I was absolutely entranced by creamy, gooey green beans topped with crunchy bits of fried yum.
Fast-forward to my early twenties. I had moved to Portland, Oregon and was attending law school. I’d gotten the occasional migraine throughout my life, but for some reason they started getting more frequent. Once a week, a couple a week…pretty soon I was getting so many it was hard to tell where one ended and the next began.
Being a “find it and fix it” kind of person, I spent the next several years trying to figure out how to beat my dreaded headaches.** I did acupuncture, got massages, tried voice dictation software for my computer, ergonomics, yoga…you name it, I did it (and probably still do). I read about food triggers, and eliminated just about everything from my diet that has ever caused a headache for anyone anywhere in the world.
And guess what causes a whole lot of migraines?
MSG.
Guess what they load cream of mushroom soup with?
MSG.
Yes, my pretties, I had to eliminate green bean casserole from my diet. I tried the “no MSG” canned cream of mushroom soup, and I’m sorry, but it sucks. Instead of MSG, they just dump in a whole lot of garlic. Ew.
So I did without.
Now, anyone who knows me will tell you that I’m not very good at doing without. Overdoing? Yes. Doing without? Not so much.
So I hunted, poked, and pawed around the recipe books, tweaked and fussed with a few recipes, and finally came up with a green bean casserole with NO CANNED CREAM OF MUSHROOM SOUP.
Which means no MSG.
Which means happy Inara!
I know many many other folks who struggle with migraines, and it occurred to me that you might enjoy a little green bean casserole for Thanksgiving. So here’s my recipe. I’m not the most exact cook in the world, so feel free to alter the ingredients. I probably do.
Ingredients:
2 Tbs butter
1/2 small yellow onion diced
8 oz chopped white mushrooms
salt + pepper (to taste–I don’t like pepper but you might!)
1/4 tsp. thyme
1/3 c. flour
1 c. milk (I use whole)
1 lb. French-cut frozen green beans
1/3 c. sour cream
3 Tbs buttermilk powder
Trader Joe’s fried onions (I like these b/c they’ve got no MSG!)
Preheat oven to 375. Grease a small casserole dish.
Melt butter, saute onions until translucent. Add mushrooms and spices and cook until their water is mostly gone. Sprinkle flour over veggies, stir. Add milk, bring to simmer. Add green beans. Keep simmering and stirring. Add sour cream and buttermilk powder. Mix half of your fried onions in with the green beans. Transfer into the casserole dish and top with remaining onions.
Bake until bubbly.
Enjoy!!
**I am happy to report I no longer have chronic headache pain, BTW.
I’m heading to Seattle next weekend for the Emerald City Writer’s Conference, and I’m going to be helping some authors prepare their pitches for agent/editor meetings. Because I’ve pitched more time than I care to remember, and managed to screw up many of those pitches, I thought I’d give some suggestions. Of course, nothing qualifies you to give advice like screwing things up!
Suggestion 1: Be prepared in case you have to cut it short. I remember one of my first pitches and it was a complete disaster — I had a beautifully scripted pitch that went through the hero and heroine’s goal, motivation, and conflict, and then proceeded to give the plot, major turning points, and of course the resolution. It was a gorgeous pitch, but about two sentences in, the editor stopped me, and said, “Just tell me what your book is about.” Glances at watch. “The short version.”
GAH! I panicked. I had no idea how to summarize my prose. Now, I come prepared with a short version. My short pitch is the 6-8 sentence version of the pitch. Must include h/h (who they are, what they want, what stops them from getting it), romantic conflict, and resolution, all tied up with a neat little bow. Here’s my latest book, in pitch form:
“Kaia is an astonishingly beautiful faerie [WHO SHE IS], who must get suspicious, jaded Garrett Jameson to fall in love with her or she will lose her soul to a vengeful faerie queen, [WHAT SHE WANTS] but she’s been transformed into a penniless, average-looking human with no idea how to live in the human world. [WHAT'S STOPPING HER FROM GETTING IT]”
“Garrett is a real estate tycoon who hasn’t trusted women since his drug-addicted teen mother left him on the doorstep of his harsh, unloving grandmother. [WHO HE IS.] He wants to protect his friends and himself from the pain of loving and trusting — [WHAT HE WANTS] but he can’t seems to keep himself away from the mysterious, secretive Kaia. [WHY HE CAN'T HAVE IT.]”
Then, romantic conflict: “When Kaia charms her way into a job at his best friend’s flower shop, Garrett resolves to keep a close eye on her. He knows she’s hiding something about her past, and he’s determined to discover what it is. But in close quarters, the attraction between them cannot be denied.” [WHAT CIRCUMSTANCES THROW THEM TOGETHER, AND WHAT KEEPS THEM APART.]
“Through her journey to becoming a human, Kaia learns how to love and forgive. Ultimately, Kaia helps Garrett regain his own humanity, and their love heals both of their hearts.” [RESOLUTION]
So, very light on the plot, big on concept and happily ever after.
Suggestion 2: Have a comparable. I learned this one the hard way as well. Imagine this: you finish pitching your book and the editor says, “So, is this like Susan Wiggs?” You panic, because you’ve NEVER READ Wiggs. What to do? Obviously, you can’t read everything. But you should be prepared to say, “Actually, it’s more like Victoria Dahl. With faeries.”
Or whatever.
Find a comparable in the market. You can distinguish your book from the comparable, but you should be able to point to one or two. Editors and agents have to use comparables all the time, especially when pitching YOUR book to their bosses. (Isn’t it nice to know you aren’t the only one suffering through this?) They need to know how they would position your book in the market, who they have on their list that might be similar, what kind of sales those books have had, etc.
Here is NOT the time for “Oh, my book is like Twilight.” Or Harry Potter. And please don’t say Nora Roberts. Y
So, you may have heard that yesterday was the official release day for my adult romance, Radiant Desire. So far, everyone seems to be loving it, which makes my own little faerie heart sing! Thank you for all your comments, reviews, and emails. I appreciate it more than I can say.
Now, onto the contest. You, my friends, are a talented bunch of people. You make websites, widgets, and fan art. You draw. You take photographs. And, I think, you make book trailers.
As I thought about this, it occurred to me that you MAKE book trailers, and I WANT a book trailer. I had one made for my first Delcroix Academy book, and I want one for Radiant Desire. It also occurred to me that you, my bookish friends, would like a Kindle Fire.

Am I right?
Thought so.
This has all the makings of a win-win situation.
Here’s the scoop. You make a trailer for Radiant Desire. You can find some ideas for making trailers and legal tips here and here. You do this all legal-like: make sure the photos, music, etc., are in the public domain or you secure rights to them. Make sure that actors are appropriately compensated, parental permission is given if you’re under 18, and you don’t break any other laws I don’t even know exist. Send me a link to your video by Oct 31: Halloween! Please make sure you comply with all rules for posting on various websites (i.e., YouTube). I will post links to all the videos that meet my criteria (see below) by November 4, and will also share links via Twitter, Facebook, etc. Finally, I will put up a poll, so the whole world can vote on their favorite trailer.
Voting will close on November 13. I will post the winner on November 14. The Kindle Fire I have ALREADY PRE-ORDERED is shipped to me on November 15. I send it to you as soon as I get it.
Trailer criteria: please keep it clean (PG), no more than 2 minutes (personally, I like them even shorter, but I’ll let the voting decide the best length). I reserve the right not to include any video that I doesn’t meet my criteria, isn’t appropriate, or doesn’t showcase the book.
In case of unforeseen events, I retain the right to cancel the contest at any time. Depending on the number of entries, I may have to adjust the voting procedure (for example, I may have several rounds of voting). Each person can submit up to three entries. Unfortunately, I will not be able to ship the Kindle Fire internationally.
Your prize: Besides sending you the amazing Kindle Fire, I will also post links to your trailer on my web site, and include attribution to you!
Questions? There’s probably something I haven’t thought of. Please let me know what I’ve missed.
READY? Go!

And what is this? This, my friends, is Inara accepting her VERY FIRST AWARD. The Candidates was named a 2010 Oregon Spirit Book Award Honor Book (say that 10 times fast!) and the tall gal in the picture is a giddily happy me accepting the award this weekend.
I know, I’ve tweeted, Facebooked, and talked about this before — but this is different. This time I have PICTURES!
I wanted to blog about this because this award is incredibly meaningful, for a couple of reasons. First, it’s from the Oregon Council of Teachers of English. As I said when I accepted the award, for writers, English teachers are rock stars. Seriously, they are amazing glamorous folks who actually KNOW how one is supposed to write. I am pretty sure I do it all wrong, so they are also a little intimidating. So to get an award from them?
Wow.
What a rush.
The award is also meaningful because publishing can be a very icky business. There’s contracts and pressure and “the market” (which is never a good topic of discussion) and reviews and people who like you and people who hate you. (It’s much easier, by the way, to discount the people who like you than the people who hate you. I don’t know why this is, but the 10 good reviews are NOTHING compared to the one person who randomly gave you a 1-star rating because she didn’t like your cover.) An award is something that you can’t discount. You can’t say it’s random. You have to believe in the fact that a whole bunch of people got together and decided your book was worthy of praise.
And finally, it’s an amazing event because now I get to carry around little gold stickers! And put them on my book!

(That’s actually the Spirit Book Award sticker, but the Spirit Book Award Honor Book sticker looks really similar. And I didn’t have a picture of it. LOL.)
So thanks OCTE! It means more than I could ever say.
So I’ve been sending out little swag packs (bookmarks, stickers, ADORABLE temporary tattoos) to folks who request them. They look like this:

YOU can receive this little package of happiness. It’s easy. Just email me with your address (inara.scott at gmail.com). See? No sweat. And I’m so disorganized, I’d never sell your address to anyone for anything. I can barely find my socks in the morning, let alone maintain a list of addresses.
Now, I sent one of these little packs to my friend Petra (aka Safari Poet, aka http://safaripoet.blogspot.com) and she made me a present in return. This super cool countdown clock for Radiant Desire!
Okay, but there’s one small problem — now that I have this countdown clock, I have become painfully aware that there are only 11 days till Radiant Desire makes it into the world! I shall now commence running around with my hair on fire.
Thanks Petra!
Selling a book to a publisher is a rather extraordinary thing. You have the opportunity to work with an editor, refine your story to its highest potential, see a cover, and then share your baby with readers. In the process of birthing your book-baby you work, bleed onto the page, and subject yourself to the extremes of utter self-doubt and overwhelming joy.
At the end of it you have a book. And occasionally, a little bit of money. This, my friend, is also satisfying.
The avaricious intent, I must confess, lies somewhere inside the writer’s soul, snuggled alongside the desire to share with readers the gift of a great story, beautiful words, and an emotional journey. We writers love our craft, our art, and our stories. We also wouldn’t mind being able to feed our families and send our children to college.
A well-written, well-crafted book that you can be proud of is, of course, the ice cream in the sundae of a writer’s life. The money? Well, let’s just call that a little hot fudge. But this week, I got something even sweeter — a little cherry on top.
The cherry is a foreign rights deal. In these little fruity bits of joy, someone from another country — let’s say Turkey — decides they would like to translate your ice cream into another language. They want to share your mocha fudge chip with people who prefer to read in a language other than English. As shocking as it is to imagine that there are people IN FOREIGN LANDS who want to read your books, it does, upon occasion, happen.
But here’s the best part (close your ears if all this talk of money makes you uncomfortable): they pay you money for the right to do this. They really do. And you don’t have to do a blessed thing! You just sit back, nod with delight, and LET THEM translate your book into a foreign tongue. And they give you money.
Ah. Sometimes, my friends, life is sweet.
So today I am celebrating the cherry on top of the sundae that is Radiant Desire. Today, Entangled Publishing announced a deal with a publisher who is going to bring naughty faeries to the good people of Turkey.
And tonight, I am eating that little cherry with a big ol’ grin on my face. Thank you, Turkey! And thank you Entangled Publishing, for making this particular dream come true.
I’m a goal-setter. I set them annually, monthly, and whenever I need a kick in the pants. I set daily word count goals and deadlines for finishing drafts of novels. I love a good physical goal (one year the goal was to run a triathlon — check that one off the list!). My husband and I even set couple’s goals for each New Year. These goals look like, “go out to dinner once a month,” or “go camping as a family four times.” Luckily, I ended up with a partner as obsessive and goal-oriented as I am.
I don’t always reach my goals. Sometimes I stop and reassess, and decide the goal wasn’t right for me. The book I was working on gets finished earlier than I had planned, or I decide I no longer want to try to write three books a year. I don’t think my husband and I ever came close to that monthly “go out to dinner” goal. What can I say? We have two kids. And despite repeated goals to meditate daily, I’ve never done more than a few days at a time before I fall off the wagon…er…pillow.
I’m okay with my less than perfect success rate, but I don’t disregard my goals thoughtlessly. If they change, there had better be a good reason.
So at the beginning of this summer, I set a goal of kicking up into a handstand. I practice yoga at home, and occasionally, in a studio, and I get green with envy when I watch the more advanced students effortlessly glide gracefully upside down. I can do a headstand, but it hurts my neck, so I don’t do it often, and I can do a pose where you rest on your forearms and kick up onto the wall, so I figured I should be able to do the handstand. But whenever I’d tried at home, I wasn’t even coming close.
Thus the goal. My time had come. I knew there was something mental about the handstand, and I needed to break through the barrier. I figured setting the goal would help.
I started with a little direct instruction. I met with a yoga instructor who I’d taken classes with in the past. He put me through a workout and tried to get me up onto my hands. Didn’t work. He scratched his head, said I had the strength, so there must have been a mental barrier.
Well, yeah! I was terrified to kick up. Not sure exactly why — was I scared of falling? Of collapsing onto my head? I don’t know. It wasn’t that conscious. Still, the fear had me trapped and firmly on the ground.
All summer long, I practiced. I practiced on the wall at home. I practiced out in our backyard with my daughter the gymnast. I got close, but wasn’t there.
I was still scared.
Then, Saturday night, it occurred to me that the summer was almost over, and I hadn’t busted through my mental barrier. I was letting the fear win. Now, I’ll be honest, it’s been a bit of a rough summer. I won’t go into details, but let’s just say I’m not feeling uber-confident in my ability to conquer the world.
But I’m not a quitter. And I needed this one. I really did.
So I got up to the wall. I told my son to get the camera. If I do this, I told him, you’ve got to get a picture.
I flailed around. Fell down. Fell sideways. Gave up. Almost quit. But I kept that mantra in my head: YOU CAN DO THIS.
And then, you know what? I did. I tightened everything I had. Threw every bit of strength I had at it. Used my breath. Risked. Told myself I wanted it bad enough, and I was going to do it.
And I did.

Thanks for being patient with me, folks! I spent the week pouring over copyedits to Radiant Desire, and it’s even MORE perfect now than it was before.
(HA!!!!)
But now that I’m recovered and breathing, it’s time to announce the winner of a copy of Radiant Desire! Remember, I don’t have copies yet, but as soon as I do I will send the winner one. Electronic or hard copy, your choice.
Ready?
No, I mean, seriously — ARE YOU READY?
Here it is….
JESSIE HARRELL!!!
Please contact me with your address and let me know if you want a print or e-copy.
Thank you so much to everyone who entered — I will have another giveaway closer to the release date!
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