Where did all the long days of summer go?

When summer began I had so many great plans on how I was going to finish my two books I'm writing and work hard at marketing my book, Rescued from the Dark, that was released in February.
As they say, best laid plans don't always go as we hoped.

I have spent the last three months spinning my wheels, and going nowhere. I'm such a newbie and my marketing experience is on the same level. So I spent many hours joining new groups on facebook, yahoo and on goodreads. I thought the more I'm part of better off I'll be, right?  Wrong.
I found myself spending the hours I set aside to write reading e-mails and going over messages from all the groups I am tied to. I spent weeks trying to work out a schedule on getting through e-mails, setting up blog events and fitting in writing time. Nothing was working. I was confused and frustrated. So I stepped back and looked at what I had and what I really needed.

After days of review I decided to cut back on my facebook groups and digest all my yahoo groups so I'm not struggling through hundreds of e-mails everyday. After getting the mess I put myself into organized I realized that the summer was gone and I was no closer to having my next book finished. 

Now I'm getting my daughter ready to go back to school and setting goals for the fall. first one is finish second book by end of September, Second one is to finish my third by the end of December. These are tangible goals because both of them are over half written.
Once I stepped back and realized what was robbing me of writing time I was able to get organized and get back to what I love to do, write.  : )

So next time you feel overwhelmed, step back and things will become brighter. Your focus will become clear and you can get back on track.
Now to focus on building sales on, Rescued from the Dark. 

My first Romantic Suspense, but not my last.  : )

BLURB:

She has no memory of their love...

Kidnapped by terrorists and sent into a drug-induced coma, FBI intern Mercedes Kingsley awakes with no memory of her ordeal—or the intimate interlude that left her pregnant. Convinced her child was fathered by her ex-fiancé, she walks away from the only man she has ever loved, determined to make things work with her ex, a man the FBI suspects is implicated in her abduction.

He knows the truth, but no one will listen...

FBI undercover agent Jason Michaels remembers what Mercy can’t and those memories are breaking his heart. Forced to keep his distance from his lover and their unborn child, Jason risks his life to protect Mercy from a cell of international terrorists who have vowed to get the secrets locked in her memory, no matter the cost. Can Jason convince Mercy to trust him until she remembers their past, or will he lose her to a man who will trap her in a nightmare world of darkness from which there is no escape?

Excerpt:

An explosion ricocheted behind Jason Michael’s eyes as the pressure mounted in his head. The rush of panic consumed him. He struggled to move, tried to swallow, but nothing. His throat burned as the flames engulfed his lungs. He needed to breathe but couldn’t. Shit. He strained to make out the muffled voice, but the pounding in his ears erased all hope. His head started to spin and he succumbed to the realization, this was it, the end. He won. The flames dampened and his heartbeat slowed as the drums subsided, then the voice became clear.

“Give it to him now you son of a bitch. What were you thinking? We still need him.”

In a split second, Jason sucked in a breath, causing stabbing pains to shoot through his chest. Every muscle fiber burned as the cold blast of air shot through his lungs releasing the oxygen his body craved. He arched his back, raising his chest up to pull in more air when his head snapped to the side and the crack from his neck echoed in his ears. The pain ripped through his jaw, racing across his cheekbone. Before he could gather his senses, intense burning set his face on fire. What the hell?

The slap against his cheek stung, and his eyes snapped open. He wrenched upright, hitting his head on the roof of the SUV. His gaze darted back and forth looking for something familiar until he locked onto the ice-cold stare of the devil himself, Shaun Flanagan.

Damn, that was close. Jason could not blow his cover, even if it meant he would die as David Logan and not Jason Michaels.

“You’re finally awake, my boy. We almost lost you,” Shaun cold, emotionless laugh caused Jason’s blood to boil. “You stopped breathing, I think. It’s hard to tell with this new stuff. I hope you’re not too injured. We’ve got work to do.”

Jason’s vision blurred, but his other senses were sharp. Shaun had known exactly what the drug would do and the burn in Jason’s throat was a harsh reminder. Shaun’s sarcastic tone spoke volumes to him. He was evil and did not play by anyone’s rules but his own. Jason had spent the last two months undercover, playing their games and doing their dirty work to buddy up tight to this family. He’d earned his spot with Thomas Flanagan, but his son Shaun had issues trusting anyone, even his own father.

Jason’s anger burned inside of him, but he couldn’t afford to make mistakes, not now. He was too close. It’s time to step it up, but first the drugs had to stop. He rubbed his aching jaw with one hand, clenching his other into a fist to hide his visible shaking. He had to get control of this game before he lost everything.

Buy links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BFYANMK

B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/rescued-from-the-dark-lynda-kaye-frazier/1114500674?ean=2940016369129

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/285303

KOBO: http://www.kobobooks.com/ebook/Rescued-from-the-Dark/book-mS6P9bqlx0ifOjztxuBrmg/page1.html?s=BNbii4WZ40uUHUgelR46hg&r=1

ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-rescuedfromthedark-1061653-152.html

BOB: http://www.blackopalbooks.com

Thanks for stopping by.

Until next time

Lynda