New Release from PG Forte: Light Up the Night

 The boys are back in town! Well, some of them, anyway. And, if all goes well, you'll be seeing more of Conrad, Damian and Armand in 2023. But, for now, we'll just have to make do with Marc, Heather, Drew, Jason, Liz, and Hawk.  

LIGHT UP THE NIGHT

A Children of Night/Ugly Christmas Sweater Story

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Her love will light up his night—if they can both survive that long.

Heather is having the worst Christmas ever! Or, at least, the worst Christmas since she was forced to become a vampire. Her sire's distracted, her nestmates have forgotten her, weirdos have taken over the lair. The only bright spot in her life right now is Drew — who didn't even used to like her! She knows he's fond of her now, but 'fond of' isn't good enough. She wants more. She wants everything. She wants him. And she's not giving up.

Drew Geiger gave up on love a long time ago. Such tender emotions have no place in a vampire's heart. But, somehow, the girl he once described as a "feral kitten" has got her claws in him, and she's not letting go. That would be fine, if only someone didn't want her dead — and if her sire didn't recall that it was Drew who once suggested that maybe she'd be better off that way.

Several of the characters who appear in Light Up the Night were introduced in Going Back to Find You.  If you haven't read that yet, there's no time like the present! It's FREE today and tomorrow. Check it out!                 

GOING BACK TO FIND YOU

A Children of Night Halloween Story

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Get it here: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07HHSM6TH

Because even a vampire deserves a second chance. 

When Jason Cook boarded the train to San Francisco, he hadn't planned on coming back. He never thought he'd see Nebraska or Lizbeth Petersen ever again. But when an unexpected turn of events threatens the woman he'd been forced to leave behind, he has no choice but to go back and try to make things right. 

Warning.This is not a drill. Vampires are invading your favorite, small Nebraska town this Halloween. Does this mean Type-O flavored Booze will soon be the new rage in Sapphire Falls? Hopefully, it won't come to that. But you never can tell...

Music To Write Angst To

Way, way back, when I first started writing for publication, having the right music to listen to while I wrote was an absolute necessity--right up there with scented candles, an inspirational coffee mug, and the beverage of my choice--which tended to change on a scene-to-scene basis.  I  gradually grew out of my need for most of these (I still like the mugs, although I have let a lot of those go in this last move) but  then I began beg having trouble writing AT ALL, so I've been experimenting with bringing some of them back.

This year I've found myself listening to music once again, and that's been exciting because I've not only discovered some great new (or new to me) songs, but I've also been inspired to write more stories based on song titles (some old, some new) and/or lyrics. Like this one, for example:

 And, no, you won't be seeing him THIS Christmas, but I'm gonna try like hell to get him out there NEXT Christmas even though I already have TWO OTHER vampire Christmas stories scheduled to release next December because he's just too cute to keep to myself. 

But right now my playlists are filled with sad, alternative Christmas music, breakup songs, multiple versions of I'll Be Home for Christmas and at least a dozen different covers of Joni Mitchell's song River. I thought I'd share a few of my favorites:

Maybe in Another Lifetime

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7p4XcH1o8bvWweWGrPabmn?si=ee359609608148e6

Sorted Noise Christmas

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5zR15VSpMUiOUZR7SY9dZj?si=81771a07f30d4b20

River Covers

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2YssyZFYEjs3AHu5dV3jTT?si=b0d7d1eec7c14a35

New York City Christmas Benefit 

https://open.spotify.com/album/2h3KsArV2WCgXpyBdZQmZh?si=NiB35qh-TM6WACN5_i18OQ

Folk and Indie Christmas 2021 (AKA I Hate Christmas)

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/62ugl92OM7e4BbV1l3cghf?si=03daa868a11142f2

WIP-It Wednesday For October 14, 2020

 Welcome to the inaugural post of our new feature, WIP-It Wednesdays where any of the authors of HERE BE MAGIC might drop by to give you a glimpse at one (or more) of our Works-In-Progress.

PG Forte: Here's a brief (unedited) excerpt from All Through The Night-— Ugly Christmas Sweater story featuring characters from my Children of Night series. 

“Well,” Drew said after a moment, shaking off his melancholy mood yet again, pushing the memories away more firmly this time. “I don’t know how we got off onto that sorry tangent. Let’s talk of something more pleasant, shall we?” 

“All right,” Heather replied agreeably. For the rest of the way home they chatted about entirely mundane matters: holiday decorations in the stores they passed, people they knew in common, the weather, and—apparently most important of all—what sort of present Heather should get Marc for Christmas. 

Drew nodded in commiseration, trying hard to quell the small flare of jealousy. “I can see how it would be difficult. What do you get for the vampire who has everything?” 

“Exactly. Only it’s not a joke. I know I’m never going to be able to top last year’s gift, but I’d like to at least try and get him something a little bit memorable.” 

“What did you get him last year?” Drew asked curiously. Heather smiled in smug satisfaction. “Ancient scrolls. In Latin! He said it was the best gift he ever got.” 

“Ah, that's right. I was there when you gave them to him, wasn’t I?” 

“Yes, you were.” 

“I remember now. That was quite a night.” 

He remembered more than just the scrolls themselves. He remembered Heather’s excitement at having found them, the pleasure she’d taken in presenting them to Marc. It was the first time Drew had seen her since Marc had taken her under his wing, so to speak, and he had been amazed by the progress she’d made. She was no longer the bedraggled feral kitten he’d kicked out of his bar. She was delightful, enchanting, sparkling with newfound confidence. Looking back, Drew was pretty sure that was the night he’d first started falling in love with her. 

Ironic, really, that those scrolls should illustrate so perfectly exactly why he and Heather could never be together. She thought the scrolls were ancient. He’d been alive long before they’d been penned.