Friday, August 22, 2014

Dragons and Dragonflies


I read a recent article in my local paper titled "Flameless Dragons'. It was a story about dragonflies, their habitat, and how these innocent creatures have been burdened with a bad rap. People used to think they would bite you and transmit disease. Nonsense!

When I lived on a pond that connected to Lake Winnisquam, back in New Hampshire, dragonflies were in abundance but I never worried about them. They flitted between the deep grass beside the pond, to my lawn chair while I fished from our dock. I loved watching them, especially when the sunlight highlighted the rainbow of colors in their wings.
Lake Winnisquam
I love dragons in the same sense that I do not fear them. No, I have never met one face-to-face, but I would not mind it if I did. I have even written stories where they appear. How much easier it would be to interview a real, live Scottish dragon!

These legendary creatures are typically pictured as having serpent-like or reptilian traits. Dragons are featured in the myths of cultures spanning the globe. But, dragons are a myth, right? 

Whether you believe or not, here are books that feature dragons:


ALL ARE ONLY 99 CENTS







Available just about everywhere 
in ebook format. 
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Have a great weekend...summer is almost over!
Nancy Lee

Friday, August 15, 2014

What's New with Author David Russell


David Russell's, Dreamtime Sensuality, is out! He stopped by from across the pond (he is an UK author) to talk about the book. 
Dreamtime Sensuality
Many a dream can be realised with a little forethought. The characters in this quartet of stories are intelligent, sensitive and literary. They are also supremely voyeuristic and open-minded. Their intelligence is counterbalanced by inhibitions, which they can only lose by premeditated seduction scenarios, which relate intimately to their professional, creative and cultural lives. The great effort each couple puts into arranging a scenario seems to enhance the quality of the experience. A great source of inspiration for this and other works has been the novel The Girl Beneath the Lion by AndrĂ© Pieyre de Mandiargues.

Seductive Semaphore: Fashion Designer Bethesda and journalist Hector live opposite each other, with windows facing. They make initial contact through visible, provocative gestures. Soon afterwards, they get direct contact when Hector assists Bethesda with her folio. She invites him round to model for some of her fashion creations, and proceeds to seduce him. The seduction continues with a ritual visit to a sports centre, and then to a beach. They leave it open as to whether their relationship could ever become long-term.
The Heroine and the Author: Dreamer Hecate discovers she has a terminal illness. She wants to make the most of the time she has left by being celebrated in literature as a charismatic, legendary figure. She meets Ferdinand, a ghost writer, who is happy to undertake this massive project with her. In the process, She gets an idea of his physique through jogging and the fitness centre. Then there is a seduction scene inspired by the literary models of Sappho and Donne. Being ‘open-minded’, they make a pact for each one to go and have a sexual adventure – his hetero, hers lesbian. Their relationship is enhanced by this extra dimension.
Dreamtime Sensuality: Romana, highly literary and highly inhibited, goes to an exotic island location. She deeply desires a passionate encounter. At the Pension where she stays, she meets Stefano, who fulfils her requirements exactly. The proprietress of the Pension picks up on Romona’s shyness, and gives her reassurance, including some practice in the art of kissing. Romona orchestrates an elaborate beach seduction scenario, and they are both fulfilled. They never meet again, but their exchange of emails and text messages goes on indefinitely.
Dancing with Danger: Verona is a Scriptwriter and Gareth an archaeologist. They both have ‘retreats’ near the coast, and discover their common interests. Verona contrives a half-seduction on a deserted beach, wearing 18th century retro gear – related to their common interests. After some further encounters, they give each other a ‘dare’ to go and have a really risky encounter with someone really dodgy. Gareth finds a young woman on the run. Verona has a rapturous encounter with someone who gets hauled in by the police, suspected of terrorism. She uses her charm on the interrogating police officer to extricate herself. So Verona and Gareth both meet up again, to tell their respective tales.  

Excerpt 
Bethesda stepped aside from the window, then returned carrying something—which turned out to be a pair of binoculars. She gave him another wave, then closed the curtains. She was obviously dropping a hint—but of what precisely. Quivering, Hector closed his curtains again puzzled over the possibilities. Then the penny dropped, the binoculars meant that she wanted to see him in close up. He too had a pair of binoculars and so the observation could be two-way.
Simmering sensations made him want to shed some clothing along with his inhibitions—a reverie of conjoint night attire. Accordingly, he got down to singlet, boxer shorts and over them put on his dark blue dressing gown. Then he waited in anticipation. The mystery lady must make the next move. After a few, near-agonizing minutes, the winking lights occurred. That was the signal.
As he drew the curtains, again he could discern her beaming smile. Then she lifted the binoculars to her eyes and gave him a wave. At that, Hector’s dressing gown was smoothly, swiftly off. She gave him a wave, put down the binoculars and made a hand-clapping motion.
Hector took off his binoculars and reciprocated her gaze. Bethesda took off her nightdress to reveal white silken underwear—retro style with camiknickers—so repressed and so seductive. He put down the binoculars again and off came Hector’s singlet. Bethesda’s binoculars returned. After an elongated vigil, curtains closed again.
Hector’s fires were rising. He took off his boxer shorts and confronted the mirror in his tight briefs. This was beginning to feel lovely. He had had some nice telephone conversations, but they could not compete with these visuals. He danced ecstatically, waiting for the prompt of the next winking lights.
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A little bit about the author
b. 1940. Resident in the UK. Writer of poetry, literary criticism, speculative fiction and romance. Main poetry collection Prickling Counterpoints (1998); poems published in online International Times. Main speculative works High Wired On (2002); Rock Bottom (2005). Translation of Spanish epic La Araucana, Amazon 2013. Romances: Self’s Blossom; Explorations; Further Explorations; Therapy Rapture; Darlene, An Ecstatic Rendezvous (all pub Extasy (Devine Destinies). Singer-songwriter/guitarist. Main CD albums Bacteria Shrapnel and Kaleidoscope Concentrate. Many tracks on You Tube, under ‘Dave Russell’
You can find more information about his books a Devine Destinies 
or at his WEBSITE

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Hurricane Season is Nothing to Laugh About



"Singing in the rain" can quickly turn to "Drowning in the tidal surge" so I have listed a few reminders to help you put together a basic hurricane kit...something that can keep you alive and well if the power fails, or can travel with you if you are urged to relocate. (remember Katrina?)

*water for 3 days per person
*first aid kit & prescription meds
*food: non-perishable bags or cans & a can opener
*flashlights AND batteries
*pet food and a pet carrier or leash
*Books, print ones too in case the power runs down on your Kindle, Nook, or iPad*
Wind damage to our fence

Secure your home. High winds can do a lot of damage.
*Cover windows with shutters or wood
*trim trees and clear rain gutters
*bring in outdoor items like chairs & grills  
*Stay away from non-covered windows

Power Outages
*Make sure your vehicles' tanks are full. Gas pumps need power
*Fill a bathtub with water for washing and making the toilet flush
*Turn your frig down and freeze as many items as can fit
*ATMs will not work without power. Stock up on cash
*Charge your cell phones
*Again, stock up on paperback books...no power needed!

These are just a few reminders. Listen to the Weather Stations and be prepared.

Nancy Lee
*looking for a good book to read? Check out my blog's BOOK tab, or on my Amazon Author Page HERE

Thursday, July 31, 2014

POSITIVE QUOTE OF THE WEEK


“I honor my personality flaws. 
Without them, I’d have 
no personality at all.”
–Margot Black, comedian

I am deep in edits of my second book in my Kilted Athletes Through Time series. 

My Dark Highlander is a spicy Scottish Time Travel romance.

Here is a short excerpt:
   “I’ll miss you too, squirt.” Jake’s arms squeezed her breathtakingly close, then loosened.
   Fighting to quash the prickle of tears, Jenny stepped out of his brawny arms. She kissed his cheek, then cupped his chin and rubbed her thumb over his bottom lip.
   From the corner of her eye, a tall, kilted Highlander marched toward them. Though his windblown hair partially hid his eyes, he aimed his scowl at her.
   “Dear Lord.”
   “What’s wrong?” Jake asked. He must have noticed she was staring past him. He turned.
   The approaching warrior’s dark plaid had a purplish tint, reminding her of New Hampshire lilacs growing near her home. He’d belted the colorful wool low on his waist and draped a section over one shoulder. A brilliant amethyst brooch pinned it in place. A simple black leather sporran hung over his groin, and black boots cupped his thick, muscular calves. The sleeves of his black linen shirt billowed in the breeze.
   “That looks like a pirate’s shirt,” she whispered.
   “Argh,” Jake answered, then laughed.
   She slapped his arm. When she turned back, Gavin was racing toward them. His scowl erupted into a roar, and he pulled a dirk from the short sword’s leather scabbard at his hip.
   Jake grabbed Balfour’s reins, then shoved Jenny behind him. “Stay back!”
   A scream clawed at Jenny’s throat. She attempted to inhale a deep breath, but Gavin’s growl made her stop.
   “Stay out of this, wench.”
   Frozen in mid-breath, all she could do was gawk. How dare he...
   “ ‘Tis between this Sassenach and myself.”
   Jake dropped Balfour’s reins. “I’m not an Englishman, Sinclair. I’m an American. You have no beef with me.”
   “Ye kissed a young, unmarried lass in public, ye fool. Do ye wish to be leg-shackled in the blink of an eye?
   
Much more to come!
Nancy Lee

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Summer Reads Blog Hop & Giveaway IS OVER

Summer is in full swing and the temperatures are scorching! Time to relax by the sea shore, or in a hammock, or cuddled up with your loved one...as long as you are reading!

To celebrate, I am participating with several authors and bloggers in the Summer Reading Blog Hop. Take a moment to read this short excerpt of my latest book, then scroll down and enter to win prizes!


Excerpt: MY LADY HIGHLANDER
Book #1, Kilted Athletes through Time

   Izzy patted Balfour’s nose, then fed him another carrot.
   “I remember carrots, and what we shared afterward.” Bull stepped close.
   Pulled backward into his chest, she stifled a surprise yelp. There was no sense upsetting the animals, since he would never hurt her.
Swept past him until her back settled against the wall beside Balfour’s stall, she glanced up at his face. Shaded in shadow, his eyes glittered beneath dark lashes. Heat pumped off his body, and her blood surged through her veins.
   My cheeks must look afire.
   “Are you going to tell me why you kissed Gavin?”
   “What? Oh, dinna’ ye hear about Niall and his men?”
   “Yes. The call to arms roused me from an erotic dream.” He grinned down at her, and she prayed the shadows hid the tears straining to fall. Her heart ached for Gavin, and the possible loss of his brother.
   “Niall might have died in battle. I also released Gavin from our betrothal bond.” Her voice cracked, and a stray tear dampened her cheek. He surprised her once more when he swept his thumb across her damp cheek.
   “Izzy, why are you crying?”
   “I feel the loss, keenly.”
   “Gavin’s love?”
   She slapped his chest. “Nay, ye idiot. I doona’ love Gavin, but I care for his feelings. Much will change, especially if his brother is dead, and his father is not subdued.”
  “So…who do you love?”


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My Lady Highlander
BOOK BLURB
Isobel MacHamish escaped a betrothal in ancient Scotland. She rebuilt her life in present-day New England, yet something-or someone-is missing. Arson, thievery, a stalker, and a handsome caber-tossing athlete turn her world upside down.

Bryce Buchanan saves a pretty woman-twice. Sent back to ancient Scotland-again-he is trapped between the skittish woman, and a man pressuring her into marriage. Battles, swords, a Scottish brownie, and a power-hungry laird make ‘Bull’ want to head home to New England.


To escape her former lover, and his murderous, father, Izzy finds her inner warrior. And, when the handsome athlete shows her what falling in love can bring, she is torn, because keeping her hands to herself, is one battle she will never win. 

Along with the Blog Hop's GRAND PRIZE
I am giving away a 
Nancy Lee Badger's Beach-Reading 
Gift Package
which includes:
Autographed Waking up With a Rake by Mia Marlowe with Connie Mason
Autographed Dangerous Affairs by Kelle Z. Riley
Autographed Two Lethal Lies by Annie Solomon
Autographed My Lady Highlander by Nancy Lee Badger
Barely A Lady by Eileen Dreyer
Key chain & Pen from author PJ Schnyder
Flower Notebook (to write your own bestseller?)
ButterSCOTCH Candy

*Nancy's Prize Package is open to residents of Continental USA. An International winner will receive a Collection of ebooks by Nancy Lee Badger

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Thursday, July 10, 2014

Nancy Lee Badger-Positive Quote of the Week

If you want to be happy for life, 
love what you do.
-Mary Higgins Clark, author
I am very lucky. After many years, working for others, I am now an Indie Author. With 12+ books released, and more on the way, I am truly blessed. I am a writer...everyday is a vacation!

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Slainte! Nancy Lee

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Home from a Trip Where I Wrote 17k New Words!

Me at a waterfall in Myrtle Beach-close enough!
An opportunity arose to accompany one of my sisters to a veterinary conference in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. I agreed and we decided to head to Florida first, to visit our parents. Dad just turned 89, and it had been some time since we had made the 550+ mile trip to their beautiful home.

Eating out, visiting other relatives, driving the golf cart around the huge gated community, and swimming in the pool were relaxing, yet I still found some private moments to work on promotion and write chapters in my new book.
Marina Inn at Grande Dunes

When we arrived at the Marina Inn at Grande Dunes in Myrtle Beach, we enjoyed a lovely visit. I woke up at 6:15 each morning to grab free coffee in the lobby at 6:45 and watch my sister take the shuttle bus to the conference hotel a mile away. 

I wrote, I swam, I wrote, then headed to the luxurious lobby every afternoon to write while I waited for free cookies and lemonade at 3:00.  I then waited for my sister to arrive, and we made our evening plans. We had dinner at Ruth Chris' Steak House, and Joe's Crab Shack. Yum! (and, according to yesterday's doctor visit, I only gained 1/2 lb!)
View from our 7th floor balcony

Our 2 bedroom, 2 bath, full kitchen suite overlooking the pool and the marina was beautiful, and during the writing sessions, where I also did a lot of editing, I wrote over 17,000 new words! Good words, too, and my story is headed close to its ending. It is the second book in my Kilted Athletes Through Time series, and I cannot wait to share it with you. For now, enjoy the trip photos.

Nancy Lee Badger
Nancy Lee Badger loves chocolate-chip shortbread and wool plaids wrapped around the trim waist of a Scottish Highlander. Her stories tempt you with the clang of broadswords, and the sound of bagpipes in the air.After growing up in Huntington, New York, and raising two handsome sons in New Hampshire, she moved to North Carolina where she writes full-time. Nancy is a member of Romance Writers of America, Heart of Carolina Romance Writers, Fantasy-Futuristic & Paranormal Romance Writers, Triangle Area Freelancers, and the Celtic Heart Romance Writers.  

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