Ladies and Gentlemen…
I give you the official trailer for Avelynn: The Edge of Faith!
In gratitude,
Marissa xo
Ladies and Gentlemen…
I give you the official trailer for Avelynn: The Edge of Faith!
In gratitude,
Marissa xo
IT’S CONTEST TIME!
Are you guys ready for your first sneak peek at a TINY section of the cover for Avelynn2? 😀 I played this game last time with Avelynn…
For the next 10 days over in the Facebook Event’s Page (see link below for details), I’m going to post a photo with a word hidden somewhere in the image. Collect all 10 words and then PM me your list or email to info@marissacampbell.com to qualify for the draw for a FREE eBook of Avelynn2! Good luck. 😀 xo
For all the party details, pop into the Facebook Event! There will be ten days of contests, fun, and shenanigans all leading up to the official reveal of the title and cover for Avelynn2!
Here’s the first contest image, to whet your appetite for more. 😀
In gratitude,
Marissa xo
I was fortunate enough to visit Blue Heron Books in Uxbridge, Ontario this past Thursday, June 23rd for their annual event Babes Shop Brock. What a hoot that was! I signed copies with my amazing Viking guests and chatted with all the wonderful shoppers strolling along Brock St. If you haven’t had a chance to check out this quaint bookseller (voted number #1 Independent Bookseller in Canada) you’re missing out! Tell them Marissa sent you. 😀
Here’s some photos from the event.
And always, don’t forget to support your local independent booksellers!
In gratitude,
Marissa xo
From today’s writing: Hot in Aruba
My feet moved mechanically. I was a sexually active woman. I loved sex. I craved the intimacy and high of climax, yet around Carlos, I acted like a girl who’d barely been kissed. And why? Because I was bent on us being friends. That old record was seriously wearing out its groove.
When he’d suggested we should head back, I’d wanted anything but. However, the idea of pushing him down and fucking him in the desert sand hadn’t really appealed to me, and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why? Outside sex was hot. A thought burbled to the surface, and I cringed. A whiny, pouty little voice mewled that our first time together should be special.
I kicked a pebble in my path. What the hell was happening to me? I was losing my fucking mind.
Here’s a sneak peek at a post I wrote for Relentless Writers! Check it out to read the full article. xoxo
THE END
Two of my favourite words. To a writer, they are the culmination of days, months, or years of blood, sweat, and tears. But they are misleading. We write them, sit back, and revel in our cleverness, in our determination, our grit, our savvy, our persistence, and our sheer magnificent brilliance. It could grace the page of a blog post, social media blast, short story, novella, screenplay, or novel. Writing THE END feels incredible, but it’s just another beginning. THE END is the start of EDITING.
I recently attended Bookapalooza, which is a really cool venue in my hometown where local authors get together and sell their wares. There were speakers and panels and celebrity guest authors. I was honoured to sit on a panel with fellow romance authors Molly O’Keefe and Mary Sullivan. These ladies are veterans. They’ve written a lot of books. They’ve been doing this a long time. Avelynn is my debut historical romance. I was the newb in the room, but they welcomed me with open arms. I was humbled and thrilled to sit at the table beside them. *girlie fan crush moment over* Back to my point: one of the audience members asked the panel a question, “What do you like better, writing or editing?”
Click here for the remainder of this fabulous article. 😀
In gratitude,
Marissa xo
Dear Goddess: I have the best chiropractor in the world, but her ergonomic roller chair bothers me. The oversized spongy rubber ball positioned on three legs with matching polymer casters is not only ribbed but also purple. Dr. M insists that it aids in back support, but I see other sinister utilities, some of a sexual nature. Should I switch from coffee to wine?
A.B.
In this instance, a potion stronger than wine is required to make peace with the purple, ribbed bulbous sponge. If you can obtain your own ergonomic roller chair, we encourage you to put it through several unconventional uses until you no longer fear the chair and instead embrace it for all its wondrous possibilities. You may then return to coffee.
Goddess keep you,
AINE
I received the best early Christmas present EVER. Avelynn was featured in Canada’s The Globe and Mail, our national newspaper. Here’s a sneak peek:
“Ontario-dwelling Marissa Campbell’s debut, Avelynn, is a must-read for Diana Gabaldon fans – but also for anyone in the mood to escape into an enchanting, romantic world vividly portrayed…Campbell writes about Alrik and Avelynn’s star-crossed love affair in a gorgeous, breathless manner that should cement her status as a Canadian author to watch.”
To read the full review click HERE!
I am ecstatic and so humbled.
What a wonderful day. <3
In gratitude,
Marissa xo