New Release: The White House Wedding by Seelie Kay

The White House Wedding 

By Seelie Kay

About The White House Wedding:  When politics interferes with love, can love survive? Getting married isn’t easy when your father’s the President of the United States! After reluctantly agreeing to a White House wedding, Sarah Lee Pearson, the president’s daughter, finds herself swept into a political maelstrom of unimagined proportions. The White House staff and the first lady see the wedding as a political event, a way to sweep the president into his next term. Congress is complaining about the collateral costs. The media is delightfully rehashing every aspect of Sarah’s life, even those events that have nothing to do with the impending marriage. And the American public? Visions of an American royal wedding have swept them into a frenzy and vendors take advantage, making a quick buck off of everything from limited edition t-shirts to commemorative teacups. Sarah and her fiancé, Sam, fight hard to ignore the craziness, but after learning a bounty has been put on their heads by an anti-government militia group, they have to decide whether a White House wedding is indeed worth it. And given all the hurtful controversy, perhaps a better solution is to not get married at all.

The White House Wedding Buy links:

• Publisher: extasy books
• Amazon:  TBD
• Barnes and Noble: TBD
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 The White House Wedding Excerpt:  “How does my father feel about this?” Sarah asked. “Your father wants you to do what makes you happy.” Jamisen Powell entered his Chief of Staff’s office and nodded coldly at Jeremiah. He added, “He would never ask you to do otherwise.” Sarah smiled and rose to kiss her father on the cheek. “Thanks, Dad. I knew you wouldn’t ask me to be a political stool pigeon.” Jamie Powell chuckled. “No. That job apparently falls to staff.” He smiled at Sarah. “Look, hopefully, you only get married once. Make a memory that will mean the most to you and Sam. Nothing else matters.” He shook his head, “Maybe Jeremiah will get lucky and your sister, Melissa, will hook some poor sucker before the next election. She and her mother would be overjoyed planning a White House wedding.” Jeremiah scowled. “I am only thinking about your re-election, Mr. President. Your first term has been a bit rocky. You need a solidifying factor, something that will grab the hearts and minds of the American public and provide a clear path into the next term. Your story, a daughter lost and found after twenty-five years, especially a daughter who just happens to be a stellar human being and a successful international law attorney, won their hearts in the first election. “Walking that same daughter down the aisle, something you had never dreamed was possible? The ratings alone will rival a royal wedding. No offense, but Melissa’s marriage—if it ever happens—could never have the same impact. People don’t view her in the same light as Sarah. Melissa is a flighty socialite. Her deep-seated sense of entitlement offends. The ratings for her wedding would be nonexistent. But Sarah? She’s the golden child. The American public loves her.” The president’s sapphire blue eyes, which mirrored Sarah’s, flashed with annoyance. “Be that as it may, I am not about to force either of my daughters into something they don’t want. Sarah has declined your request, and as far as I am concerned, that’s the end of it. You will have to find another solidifying factor, Jer. Surely I have done something that’s re-election worthy!”

About Seelie Kay: Seelie Kay is a nom de plume for an award-winning writer, editor, and author with more than 30 years of experience in law, journalism, marketing, and public relations. When Seelie writes about love and lust in the legal world, something kinky is bound to happen!  In possession of a wicked pen and an overly inquisitive mind, Ms. Kay is the author of multiple works of fiction, including the Kinky Briefs series, the Feisty Lawyers series, The Garage Dweller, A Touchdown to Remember, The President’s Wife, and The President’s Daughter.  When not spinning her kinky tales, Ms. Kay ghostwrites nonfiction for lawyers and other professionals. She resides in a bucolic exurb outside Milwaukee, Wisconsin, where she shares a home with her son and enjoys opera, gourmet cooking, organic gardening, and an occasional bottle of red wine.  Ms. Kay is an MS warrior and ruthlessly battles the disease on a daily basis. Her message to those diagnosed with MS:  Never give up. You define MS, it does not define you! Seelie's Social Links:

• Website: https://seeliekay.com/
• Blog: https://www.seeliekay.blogspot.com
• Twitter: @SeelieKay https://twitter.com/SeelieKay
• Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/seelie.kay.77
• Amazon author page: https://www.amazon.com/Seelie-Kay/e/B074RDRWNZ/

Prior Books:

• http://www.extasybooks.com/kinky-briefs/
• http://www.extasybooks.com/kinky-briefs-too/
• http://www.extasybooks.com/kinky-briefs-thrice/
• http://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-1734-5-kinky-briefs-quatro/
• http://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2023-9-kinky-briefs-cinque/
• http://www.extasybooks.com/the-garage-dweller/
• http://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-1504-4-a-touchdown-to-remember/
• http://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-1795-6-the-presidents-wife/
• http://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2263-9-snatching-diana/
• http://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2032-1-the-presidents-daughter
• https://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2291-2-infamy/
• https://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2349-0-seizing-hope/
• https://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2538-8-cult/
• https://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2658-3-hope/

Character Interview: Detective Adam Kaminski of A Blind Eye by Jane Gorman

Where are you from? Did you have a happy childhood? I grew up in Philadelphia. The Port Richmond neighborhood, do you know it? It’s not bad. We were happy. Well, I was happy. Dad worked hard. A lot. My mom, too. Dad’s first generation American. His Dad came from Poland with his father, my great grandfather, during the war. Lots of stories there, I’m still looking into that.

We didn’t have a lot of money but my folks managed to put me through school. I helped a bit, too. I had a couple of scholarships, a few part time jobs. It all paid off — I got a teaching gig right out of college. I guess it’s easier to get a job teaching history if you’re willing to work in the city. I didn’t see a reason not to. It was where I lived, where I grew up. Why not teach the kids growing up around me?

Man, my folks were proud of me. They always taught me how important education was. The most important thing, right after family. 


Where do you live now and what do you do for a living? Is there something you'd rather be doing? I’m still in Philly. But I don’t teach anymore… not anymore. Now I’m a cop. There are bad guys out there and it’s my job to catch them, to stop them from hurting anyone else. Turns out there is something even more important than education. I learned the hard way. You gotta keep your kids alive before you can even think about teaching them. You can’t teach a dead kid.

I liked teaching. I’d love to think there'll be a time I can do it again. Without remembering those other kids. The ones who didn’t live. The ones I didn’t protect enough.

What's going on in your life right now? I’m just focusing on the job. It’s good. I’ve got a great partner, Pete. He keeps me in line. I can get angry sometimes but Pete, he’s by the book. Absolutely.

Is there someone special in your life? Yeah, I just got engaged. Kind of exciting. It’s been a rocky relationship, but I think we’re good now.

How did you meet? What's his/her family like? She’s not close to her family. I met her when I was in Warsaw. I went out there for an easy, political visit. Ended up solving a murder. Trouble seems to follow me. It was tough, but it brought me closer to my cousin in Warsaw plus I met her, so that’s good.

What's keeping you two apart? Now? Nothing. We’re good. She had some doubts. About our future, you know, about what I wanted. Where we were going. She made a few mistakes, but I think she knows that now. I feel good about it.

What one thing could you do that would make you feel like the relationship will work out?

I need to convince her that my job is a good career. There’s nothing wrong with being a cop. She should be proud of what I do. She doesn’t like to talk about it much. With her friends or at her job. But I think she’ll get it. Then I’ll know we’ve made it.

Any last comments? I would just say to all your readers to always protect the ones you love. And do the right thing. It’s not always easy. But it’s worth it.

Coming Soon from the PUBLISHER AND BUY LINK

Available now from Blue Eagle Press. A Blind Eye, book 1 in the Adam Kaminski mystery series. http://www.amazon.com/Blind-Eye-Book-Kaminski-Mystery-ebook/dp/B012IVZFXU/

Book blurb:

It was a quiet death, a young woman falling into the frigid waters of Warsaw's Wisła River. The police accept it as suicide, the pressures of a political internship too much to handle. Her father knows it was murder. Philadelphia Detective Adam Kaminski, visiting Poland on an official delegation, gets drawn into the investigation over the objections of his superiors back home. For the dead girl was family, her father a cousin Adam had only just met, and Adam was raised to put family first.

He begins uncovering the clues that point to the killer, clues that lead him inexorably into an investigation of the close-knit community of Polish politics and the legacy of the Secret Police. But the past isn't always black and white, as Adam is forced to accept as he learns more about the killer and about his own family legacy. Murder can only beget murder, driven by even deeper secrets.

Excerpt:

Chapter One

Łukasz Kaminski collapsed against the rough stone wall as a wave of pain passed through him. He curled into himself, his lean body pressed against the hard stone, no longer caring why or how he got here. A few minutes or a few hours later, he couldn’t be sure, he opened his eyes and forced himself to move. He moaned, the shock of cold air painful against his face and hands. He sat up, leaned forward, and retched.

The sound of his spasms filled the narrow street, echoing off the yellow stone buildings. With a final cough, he rolled away from the steaming mess on the ground and stood, wiping his face with the back of his sleeve. Leaning against the wall, he shivered and hunched his shoulders, tucking his bare hands under his armpits. A freezing mist shrouded the cobblestones around him.

Tiny particles of ice covered every surface, catching the dim yellow light escaping from old-fashioned gazowy lamps that sprouted at uneven intervals. A man and a woman hurried toward him, huddled together into one dark, moving mass. Their heads touched as they leaned into each other, their already low voices muffled even more by scarves and high collars.

“Która godzina jest?” He heard a female voice complaining. “Szybciej, szybciej.”

The couple glanced at him as they drew closer then looked away, their faces registering their disgust at the stink of the vomit. Łukasz opened his mouth to speak, but turned his eyes down when he saw their expressions. The clicking of their boots on the cobblestones faded as they turned the bend in the road. He stood for a minute, considering his options, and limped in the same direction.

Author bio: Jane Gorman is the author of the Adam Kaminski mystery series. Having worked as an anthropologist, a diplomat and a park ranger, Gorman turned to mysteries as yet another way to visit new worlds and meet new people.

Gorman's books are informed by her international experiences, both as an anthropologist and through her work with the U.S. State Department. She has previously published in the field of political anthropology, negotiated international instruments on behalf of the U.S. government, and appeared on national television through her efforts to support our nation's cultural heritage. Her books are each set in a different city or town around the world, building on her eye for detailed settings, appreciation of complex characters, and love of place-based mystery.

She lives in Cherry Hill, NJ, with her husband, who loves traveling even more than she does and has a voracious appetite for life, two cats who are very picky eaters, and a Pointer-Hound mix who wants nothing more out of life than to eat the cats.

Author links, webpages, fan pages, and book trailers.

Janegorman.com

https://www.facebook.com/JaneGormanAuthor

https://twitter.com/Thejanegorman

amazon.com/author/janegorman

Interview with Puja Guha, Author of The Confluence

What made you decide to be an author? The idea for my first book is what made me start writing. I had plans to write it immediately but instead I played around with short stories for a while. A couple of years later, I finally wrote the first draft of the story and went on from there.

What do you like best about being a writer? What do you like the least? When I’m writing, I can see scenes in front of me as if they’re real. I love that feeling as the story moves forward. It takes me to places that I couldn’t imagine otherwise.

The most frustrating thing about the writing process is hitting a point in a scene when you’re not sure where things should go next. One minute the words are flowing and the next you are stuck.

How do you think your life experiences have prepared you for writing? Growing up I was lucky enough to live and travel all over the place. That experience has created a lot of different settings and pictures in my mind that I draw upon in my writing.

Have you ever felt as if you were being dictated to while you wrote a book--as if the words came of their own accord? If yes, which book did that happen with? This happens every time I write, and certainly in the creation of both Ahriman: The Spirit of Destruction and The Confluence. I can’t predict a lot of what happens in my books when I start and the words just seem to appear.

You’ve written 2 novels and are working on a 3rd. What’s your favorite time management tip? My favorite time management tactic is to set a minimum goal for myself that I have to meet. Each day when I’m writing I set a minimum target of 2000 words. When the target is set, I always meet it. I’ve found that the concrete goal helps me get around all the distractions of the internet, phone, and life in general.

Are you a plotter or a pantser, i.e., do you outline your books ahead of time or are you an “organic” writer? I’m a pantser for sure. When I start I have a vague idea of what’s going to happen in my story and that’s how I start. At the end I’m often in a completely different spot, with some characters more important than I expected and vice versa. I usually outline when I’m doing my first edit so that I can make sure that the story ties together well.

If you had one take away piece of advice for authors, what would it be? Remember that the most important thing you can do with your time is to write. Don’t give into writer’s block. Set realistic goals for yourself and stick to them. Don’t waste time being hard on yourself, just focus on attending to your goals. Remember that writer’s block is a construct. Everyone procrastinates. It’s part of human nature. I believe that writer’s block is a form of procrastination. What’s much worse about it is that we as authors have empowered it by calling it writer’s block. We’ve made it excusable. I believe the only way to get past it is to sit down at your computer (or other writing vehicle) and put in the time.

Did music help you find your muse with this book? If yes, which song did you find yourself going back to over and over again as you wrote? These days I listen to white noise when I’m writing. I used to do more music, but nowadays I often find it distracting.

Tell me more about The Confluence.

The story of an Indian family separated by extenuating circumstances that eventually finds their way back together.

In 2045, Naina Ranjeeva writes a letter to recount the journey that led to the adoption of her son Nikhil.
Decades earlier, she stumbles upon a lead on the location of her aunt, who had disappeared when Naina was just a child. After her aunt's disappearance, Naina's family also completely lost contact with her beloved younger cousin, Nitu. With her aunt's location in hand, Naina takes the first step toward locating her cousin by traveling to the Republic of East Africa to search for her aunt. Her journey eventually leads her to Calcutta where she finds her cousin Nitu and his three-year-old son Nikhil. After two decades apart, the family starts to bridge the gap caused by years of separation, within the backdrop of political turmoil and revolution in East Africa.

How about an excerpt from The Confluence?

Memories. Some of them are as distant as the day they occurred, while others reside at the forefront of our minds. I’m not sure why this occurs. I spent three years studying biology in college when I was supposed to be premed, and I never found anyone able to successfully explain the operations of the human mind. My grandfather once told me that being able to forget was humanity’s most important blessing. How else would we be able to forgive? How else could we move forward after experiencing egregious loss? Perhaps being able to forget enriches our existence. Some memories will always evoke certain emotions from our minds, hearts, and souls, but the bite that resonates can lessen over time. While I agree that being able to forget is important, every time I look at you, I have to disagree with him. There can be no disputing it—memory is humanity’s most important blessing.

No matter how many years have passed, the first time I saw you still feels like yesterday. Nikhil, you were only three at the time, sitting on your haunches stacking Lego blocks onto the back of a large green toy truck. You were so meticulous and attentive to the last detail, even then. I should have known you would go on to become a civil engineer. Nothing else would have made sense.

We never told you about the circumstances that led to that meeting. I can give you all kinds of excuses. Your father and I were worried about how much pain it might cause. We didn’t want to confuse your ideas about your heritage. Mostly, we were just afraid. Afraid that you would think that we loved you less than your sister. Afraid that you might believe that you were not really our son. Afraid that you wouldn’t know how to relate to your sister knowing that you are not blood siblings. Afraid that you would want to seek out your biological parents rather than continue to live in the home that we had built as a family.

When we finally told you that you were adopted, you didn’t seem to be too surprised. Perhaps you saw the signs. They are everywhere if you know what to look for. We never did tell you about how your adoption came to be, though. We never told you that you and I do indeed share blood, just not as your parent. We never told you who your biological father was and how much he meant to me. Nikhil, we were always family, even before your adoption.

Last week I watched you march across that stage in a cap and gown to receive your PhD. When Kanika told us that you two were expecting, we could not have been more excited. But it made me realize that you are a grown man, and you deserve the truth, especially now. As you bring your own child into the world, you should know every detail I can tell you about your entire past. So here it is, in all of its pain and glory.

Where can readers find more about your stories, books and you on the Internet?

Website Links:

Website: www.pujaguha.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/authorpujaguha

Twitter: @GuhaPuja

Buy Links:

The Confluence Amazon: http://bit.ly/ConfluenceIntl

Ahriman: The Spirit of Destruction Amazon: http://bit.ly/ahriman

Puja Guha, thank you so much for being with us here today. I know my readers will enjoy your work and your interview.