Stardust Always Authors (Dr. Perry)

Hello, Dr. Perry,
thank you for taking the time to talk to us about Stardust Always and your involvement.  Tell us what Stardust Always is to you. Why did you write something for it?

It’s a way to use words to help fight cancer. Charity anthologies are one of the few things we fiction writers can do to help. I like to submit to as many of them as I can.

Tell us about your story.  What message do you hope to convey to your readers?

I wrote a poem. I hope to help those grieving to know that others have been through that, though it’s different for everyone.

How did Rickman and/or Bowie influence your life?

Bowie’s music did for me exactly what I hope my poem did; helped me feel less singular during hard times. And Alan Rickman helped me remember that it’s okay to start a creative career late in life. I started publishing at the same age he did his first film. His name was part of my mantra.


If you could tell them/ him anything what would it be?

Thank you.


Anything you’d like to say to those whose lives have been affected by cancer?

We’ll beat this disease someday.

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Your Beloved Author,

Sandra Easter


Martine Lewis (Author) Interview

Welcome my dear readers. I have a new author to introduce to you. A real gem. A fan-fiction writer branching out to new horizons. Her name is Martine Lewis. Join me here next to Martine in Houston, Texas as she sits in her chair with her two cats mewling for attention while we ask her a few questions to get to know her.

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“Hi Martine. Why don’t you tell us, my followers and your readers, a little about yourself?”

“This is always the hardest part, isn’t it?”

“Of course it is. Not all of us likes to toot our own horns.”

“I start writing at 11 and have written on and off ever since. I wrote mostly fanfictions and some bad originals when I was younger, mostly inspired by people I knew. Fanfiction was a good way to hone my skill and when I became ready to write my own original fiction, I was ready.”

“Now you love writing.” 

“Now, I write original fictions with no end in sight.”

“Always a healthy obsession.”

“On a more personal side: I work a full time job to pay for my “writing addiction”. Hopefully one day, my writing will support itself and me and I’ll be able to do it full time.”

“We hope you get to do that as well. What books would you like to tell us about?”

“Crossing the Barrier – The Gray Eyes Series Book One.” 

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“Attention ladies and gentlemen, this book will be release in March 2016. Tell us a little something about Crossing the Barrier Martine.” 

“High school student Malakai Thomas, star wide receiver of the varsity team, collides with band member Lily Morgan on his way to football practice. As days go by, Malakai cannot get the petite clarinetist out of his head.

Lily Morgan can feel everyone’s emotions. She loses her ability to shield herself against them the day Malakai runs into her. Now she must try to maintain her sanity in the emotional jungle that is high school, as well as deal with her growing feelings for Malakai.

Can Malakai get over the social stigma and his own internal struggle to be with Lily? Is Lily’s secret too big to accept, even for him?”

“A socially awkward teenager and the popular varsity football star hit it off in the Gray Eyes series. Sounds interesting. Who is your favorite character?”

“Malakai is my favorite.”

“It’s always great when we can fall in love with our own creations. I do all the time. What makes this book special to you?”

“It explores something I never had when I was in high school. Where I went, we didn’t have football, we didn’t have band, we didn’t have cheerleaders. It was not in our culture at the time and it barely is now. I missed all that. And I wished I had it.”

“Oh my, you were deprived of fun in high school. I’m sorry. Who is your favorite author?”

“I have many but one I particularly like is Cambria Hebert, especially the #hashtag series.”

“I’ve heard of this series but still haven’t checked it out. I’m going to have to do that. What inspired you to write for the first time?”

“Believe it or not, Duran Duran. I was eleven years old and I imagined I knew them and they were part of my life. I wrote the story of them interacting with me and my friends.”

“That is certainly different. What keeps you coming back to writing?”

“I had, and still have, too many ideas inside of my head, characters talking to me, telling me their stories. I have to commit them to paper.”

“Let’s hope you never run out of ideas. If you could say anything to your fans, what would it be?”

“Stick around, there’s a lot more coming!”

“You hear that readers? There’s nothing better than an author that can promise more of what you love, worlds to escape in. Martine, what is the first book you’ve ever read that pulled you into its world?”

“Mmh, I do not remember. It’s been so long. Maybe Mercedes Lackey and her entire Valdemar universe. I didn’t write any fanfiction in it however.”

“What would you say to future authors you might inspire?”

“If you want to write, do it. If you want to write fanfiction, do it. If you want to write original fiction, do it. It cost nothing to put pen to paper and start writing. The day you’ll be ready to publish something, someone will be there to help you do it. It’s that easy.”

“I whole heartily agree. It’s hard work, but if you love it enough, it’ll be worth every bleeding word. What are the best ways for readers to reach you?”

“Any of my social media account. My website also contains my email address.”

“Thank you, and your two sweet kitties, for the chance to get to know you. We look forward to reading your intriguing books.”

You can find below links to each of her social media accounts to follow her and keep up with the latest news on this new YA/NA series.





Your Beloved Author,

Sandra Easter


Catrina Burgess Interview

Hello all my faithful followers (and new ones too!) I have quite a treat for you today. No, not my Halloween short story Asylum special. (That’s in the works right now. )

I read an ARC (advanced reader copy) of this rising author Catrina Burgess‘ first book The Awakening. The beginning of a unique young adult fantasy series Dark Rituals. It was so great that I just didn’t want to put it down. Not to mention I just needed to meet this new author as well. Let me tell you, she’s fun.

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Read and Review!
Comment below with your email and I’ll send you a copy.

If you read and review Incarnate by Sandra Easter, you will recieve an ARC copy of the ebook Denouement absolutely free.

Furthermore, if you put your review on Amazon and Goodreads, I will gift you the second book for being so awesome. That’s the entire series! Free! All you have to do is read and review the first book.  How great is that?

“The secrets of dreams keeps us safe,reminding our subconscious of what we can’t face in our waking hours.”

Renee’s forgotten memories creep like shadows into her waking world. Outwardly an ordinary teenager, struggling with school and her parents divorce, she’s gradually sucked into a realm of faeries, angels and creatures she never imagined could exist.

When Gage and Castiel move into town, Renee must flee the wrath of the Unseelie Queen, who’s already killed her several times in the past few centuries. This time, armed with memories, friends, and the Seelie Fae court, will she be able to escape dying for the last time?

Incarnate is the first book in the contemporary young adult fantasy Incarnate series. It’s a story about a young woman in search of her identity. A story of love, hate, and forgotten promises… that still must be kept.

Comment below if you’d like to read the book. I’ll email you the book by the end of the day after you post your email. 200 copies available.

If you are wary about posting your email, send me one at and title it Incarnate. Thank you.

Your Beloved Author,
Sandra Easter

Calling all Writers! (And readers too.)


Come one, come all! The Writer’s Workout. A funtastic  group of writers with several different writing backgrounds. This site is full of writing support, fellow writers, short stories, and so on. It is run by the ever fun loving judges of the NaNoGames. Never heard of it? Are you living under a rock? Well then, that’s a story for another time then. (I promise.)

This week they are featuring none other than yours truly!  That’s right! Your favorite source for poetry and dark words that fall from the mouth, ears, and fingers of a quite demented person. (I love you all too! No, really, I do. Fine, believe what you must. 😘 )

Click here to read all about my feature, and don’t forget to take a look around. You might learn something. Don’t think so? Well then, make it a challenge on my part. 😛

Here is a little about them, “straight from the horse’s mouth”:

“I write because that is the only way I can make sense of the mess in my head.” -Member

We are an eclectic group, from all walks of life and all stages of writing competence. From authors published several times over, poets featured in anthologies, to new writers just starting out, we have one thing that binds us together: a love of the written word. 

We know that no single author is the same, that no author approaches The Craft in the same way as the next, and that’s okay. We cater to everyone at all skill and interest levels, and our members are always willing and able to help aspiring writers wherever and whenever they can. 

With an excited group of admins, who hold a variety of English Degrees; Creative Writing Degrees; Theater Degrees; and just plain old, time trusted experience putting words to paper, there is always someone around to offer advice and cheerleading.

Your Beloved Author,
Sandra Easter

Day 5-Erotica Week: A.J. Downey (Book 4)

Aj Downey

A.J. Downey, NaNoWriMo author, hails from Seattle, Washington with her fiancé and cat. A fun loving, strong willed woman with a talent for writing characters that you can relate to and enjoy reading about. This post is about her fourth book.

Follow her on Facebook, and Blogger.

Learn about NaNoWriMo.

Click the names of the books to go to the links of Book 1 through 3.5 of the Sacred Hearts Series.

Shattered and Scarred

Broken and Burned

Cracked and Crushed

Masked and Miserable

Today’s book is:Tattered and Torn

Tattered and Torn


She’s Tattered…

One catastrophic night, Shelly Jordan’s world was ripped to shreds. Now, living in an isolation of her own making, she’s slipping away from everything and everyone she once loved. She can’t piece the remnants of who she was back together with who she is now. Shelly can barely get through the next hour, let alone the whole day, and no one blames her for it. She tells the world she’s fine, afraid to lose the only family she has. After all, there’s no place in an MC for a used up club whore who can’t bear to be touched.

He’s Torn…

Ghost has had a thing for Shelly since first laying eyes on her. Still, Ghosty-boy don’t share, and as a club slut, Shelly gives it up to whoever asks. If only she’d knock off her slut-tastic ways… But now she’s hurt and he’s torn in two. If he’d been less of a jackass, she wouldn’t have run from the safety of the fireside – his side – that night. Ghost feels responsible for the horrible things he said that drove her into the predator’s hands. Now he wants to man up and make it right. Can Ghost stitch Shelly back together again when all he’s ever really been good at is ripping things apart?


I sat up with a strangled cry, chest heaving like it had that night. I flung the covers off my legs and planted my feet firmly in the carpet beside my bed.

“Floor Shelly,” I told myself, “Floor not pine needles, not ferns… Just a dream Baby. Just a dream,” I gasped out in a half mutter half whisper, repeating the words my cousin and his wife used every time I woke screaming. But I hadn’t screamed this time. I had woken up before the screaming had begun. Not that anyone had heard my screams. Sparks had kept his hand over my nose and mouth until I had passed out from lack of air.

I scrubbed my face with my hands which was slick with a mixture of tears and sweat and grimaced. I was hot, too hot and as a result thirsty. It was about this time I realized that I could hear the TV, faint from downstairs. I sighed unhappily. Reaver and Hayden had come home after all. I stood up, still a bit shaky and tugged my robe around me, belting it. I opened my bedroom door and peeked over the railing. I couldn’t see Reave, must be at the other end of the living room nearer the fireplace. With a sigh I descended the stairs and paused midway down when I realized the man on the end of the couch wasn’t my cousin at all.

“Hey,” Ghost said quietly. He sat with his sock covered feet up on the ottoman, a beer in his hand, perched on his thigh. Men’s voices came from the television, talking. I blinked.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

He gave me a half smile, “You weren’t at the club.”

“I didn’t feel like it,” I shrugged.

“Get thirsty?” he asked. I nodded. “Go get your glass of water, Princess,” he said gently and I found myself wondering vaguely how bad I must have looked. I nodded and went into the kitchen and got some water from the tap. I returned to the entryway.

“Better?” he asked. I nodded, unsure what to say. He smiled.

“You didn’t answer my question,” I said and he smiled a bit broader.

“Pretty sure I did.” He looked me over considering, “Want to keep me company?” he asked and before I could answer I felt my head nodding. I did, I really did. He patted the couch cushion next to him.

“What are you doing here?” I repeated dropping onto the couch a healthy enough distance away to make me comfortable but close enough I wouldn’t be considered rude.

“I told you, you weren’t at the club,” he said and took a drink off his beer.

“I don’t understand…” and I didn’t, at least I think I didn’t. Maybe I just wanted to hear it.

“I had my heart set on spending the evening with my new friend,” I closed my eyes, his voice was rich and melodic, pitched a little lower than he usually spoke, his tone soothing.

“I was tired,” I said lamely and opened my eyes. His hazel eyes flicked over my face, the brown centers radiating out to a rich green the color of new spring leaves.

“Yeah?” he murmured. I nodded. “Still tired?” he asked. Yes, but I shook my head no. He gave me that one sided tilt of his lips, that half smile I found so endearing and once upon a time, incredibly sexy. Who was I kidding? It was still incredibly sexy, which made me feel incredibly sad. There was no way he’d want me now if he never wanted me before.

“What are you watching?” I asked, if only to turn my mind away from how incredibly intimate the living room space had become. I was pretty sure it was just he and I in the townhouse, and the living room was cast in an intimate pool of light from the single lamp I’d left on in case Reave and Hayden decided to come home.

“Top Gear. You guys have on demand, figured I would catch up while you were sleeping,” he reached out a fingertip and I froze, my heart hammering in my chest. He stilled when I tensed.

“It’s okay,” he soothed and I held very, very still as he brushed some of my too long hair out of my eyes, across my forehead. He sighed, a heavy thing weighted with wistfulness and sorrow. God I must look pitiful. I sank back into the couch and stared fixedly at the television.


5.0 out of 5 stars Wow……Sh*t just got real!,March 26, 2015

This review is from: Tattered & Torn (The Sacred Hearts MC Book 4) (Kindle Edition)
In this book the MC has gotten down and dirty. Having major issues with a rival MC, the Suicide Kings, the guys from Sacred Heart MC are putting the smack down on them, showing them what it’s like to play with the big boys! This book, while touching some serious issues, is still heartwarming, with sexy alpha males, and sassy women. While this book is centered around Shelly and Ghost, we still get to see our favorite men in action, while meeting a few new faces. The characters are well developed, sucking you into the story until the very end. The Author has taken this story to the next level. I can’t wait for book 5!
If you read a book…PLEASE LEAVE A REVIEW. Everyone needs to know how fantastic this woman is.

Day 4-Erotica Author Week: A.J. Downey (Book 3.5)

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A.J. Downey (right)

With just two more books to go I again tell you about A.J. Downey and this time her fourth book (labeled 3.5). So, instead of the ‘about the author’ I’ve posted the past three times (Interested? Look under Authors on my page.) I am going to tell you what I know of this woman through my own interactions with her. We met online through a NaNoWriMo group. That’s National November Writing Month for those of you who aren’t in the know. It’s an event each November (Camp NaNo in July) where authors from all around the world get together to write 50,000 words in a month. Most of us donate to this event to benefit children’s reading and writing. (Check it out at NaNoWriMo.)

A.J. Downey is a person of lively and compassionate character who lives in Seattle, WA with her fiancé and cat. She sticks up for what she believes in and lends a helping hand when she can. She takes her writing and character attributes from the things she observes everywhere. She’s always studying people, situations, etc. This makes her characters realistic and easy to relate to. Her personality bleeds through the pages of her books allowing her readers an insight into her unique mind. I encourage you to take a peak at a few I’ve posted and the ones to come. Here I will provide the excerpt, summary, and a review. There will also be links available to purchase her books or read her blog. Enjoy and make sure you leave her a review if you read a book. Authors need those.

Book 3.5: Masked and Miserable

Maked and Miserable: VIdeo


Squick has been a longtime fixture of The Sacred Heart’s MC. His boss, Trigger, is their Sargent at Arms after all. It took a while for him to put together a bike to become an official hangaround then prospect and he was pretty thrilled that his other boss, Zander, took the plunge with him. Still, Squick is hiding something, something big that could test friendships, destroy relationships and it has become a mask that is becoming increasingly difficult for him to wear.

Squick is miserable, there’s no denying it, and of course now that he is on the very cusp of patching in, that’s when Aaron walks in to his life. Suddenly it’s do or die… Come out to the club and lose the brotherhood and the only sense of true family he has ever known, or don’t and lose them anyways when they find out about Aaron. Squick doesn’t see a third option, and the deeper he gets in to his situation the more his misery compounds. Just what will he do?


“I knew I was different in about the fourth or fifth grade,” I whispered. “While most of the other boys were starting to notice Nikki Stratford’s budding tits, I was noticing how well Michael Donovan was filling out through the shoulders. It only got worse. I was into choir while the rest of the dudes were getting into sports. I liked drama and art class and the name calling started,” my voice hitched. These were not my favorite moments of history to relive. Like at all.

“I was fifteen when I came out to my parents and my dad first kicked my ass and then kicked my ass out.” Aaron made a sympathetic noise and I shook my head. “Don’t, don’t do that. I don’t want to be pitied,” I said and my voice came out harsher than I meant it to. Aaron cupped my face in his hands and forced me to look at him.

“Sympathize? Yes. Empathize? Yes. Pity you? What for?” he smiled and this tightness in my chest eased.

“What about you?” I asked, needing to get the topic of conversation off of me for a minute.

“About the same. I managed to hide it for the most part. I played baseball, took a girlfriend, went through the motions until I moved away from home. Got into college and everything is different in college,” he smiled like I should know and I shook my head. He looked surprised.

“Dad kicked my ass out when I was fifteen, remember?” I leveled Aaron with a steady gaze as I continued, “Disowned me; told my mother and my sister I was dead to them. I had this friend in high school, my only friend really, Sarah Warren. She and her mom took me in. Let me sleep on their couch for a while but Sarah’s mom was barely making ends meet. I tried to get out and find a job. Had to drop out of school… My art was what kept me going. I would draw as a way to escape.” I closed my eyes, this next bit was a bitch to talk about.

“When it got cold, I would beg for enough change… I needed a buck twenty-four. A buck twenty four was my ticket to paradise man. There was this shitty fucking diner and a buck twenty four would buy me a bottomless cup of coffee. Which not only warmed me up, but gave me a warm place to sit all day and helped when I got hungry. I learned pretty damned quick to lie my fucking ass off when somebody asked my age. I was fifteen fucking years old,” I scrubbed my face with my hands, breathed deep and breathed out.

I had done some shit, a lot of shit, that I am just plain not fucking proud of back then just to survive. You get fucking hungry enough or cold enough you’d do just about anything. I’d had to hustle, fucking steal, fight my way out of more situations… I’d done just about every drug known to man just to fucking forget where I was, who I was, what I was that had landed me in some of the shittiest fucking places. I didn’t want to think about it. I didn’t even fucking know why I was telling Aaron any of this… other than he was the first and only person I had ever, never lied to and I didn’t want to start now.

“You don’t have to tell me anymore right now,” he started when I’d been silent too long, “I just… I just want to know you Andy, you’re different than anyone else I’ve ever met. Truer, more honest somehow,” he looked at me, eyes bright and I scoffed. If only he knew how fucking far off the mark he was.

“I like you Aaron. Don’t know what it is about you but you’re fucking electric,” I told him and he smiled. We kissed and that charge thrilled through my lips and went straight to my cock.

“Make you breakfast?” he asked softly against my mouth.

“I’d like that,” I said and let him go.


Connie’s Reviews > Masked & Miserable


Connie‘s review

Mar 15, 15

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Wow! Just wow!! I normally don’t read M/M books but this one was definitely worth reading. My attention was grabbed from the beginning and could not put down. Well written, action packed, entertaining and romantic. This novella tells Squick and Aaron’s story. OMG! Their chemistry and attraction was sizzling. Squick is part of the MC and goes out of his way to hid the fact that he is gay. What he doesn’t realize with family comes acceptance. Loved it!!! Can’t wait for more in this series.




Don’t forget! Her newest book is available on pre-order (1/2 the proceeds from pre-order and first month go to abused children.)

Your Beloved Author,

Sandra Easter