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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

YA Author Spotlight Presents...

Shannon Delaney
Shannon Delaney!!!

First off, since Margay has not been doing well as of late - Get well soon!

Shannon is an author Margay booked, so I have to apologize for the lack of a good intro! I know I usually try to have something witty to say about the author or her books, but this time, I really don't sorry! Hopefully Margay will be feeling better later this week and can offer something up in a comment!

MARGAY: So, let's get to the interview! As you may already know, in honor of April 15th being tax day, we’re asking our authors 15 questions this month. Speaking of taxes, are you’re taxes finished, or do you procrastinate with them? Do you do them yourself or do you have a taxman do them for you?

SHANNON: My husband does them. Math and I—we don’t play nice together. ;-)

MARGAY: As it says, “April showers bring May flowers”. What flowers do you hope to see the first thing in spring?

SHANNON: I love crocuses (and really should plant some of my own rather than staring lustfully at my neighbors’ lawns). I really get the sense it’s finally spring, though, when the local apple and cherry trees start to blossom.

MARGAY: Do you plant your own garden? Why or why not and where is it (are they) located? What type(s) will it (they) be and where is it (are they) located on your property?

SHANNON: Yes, I plant my own gardens. My husband builds the raised beds and tills the soil, but I decide what goes where and I’m the one getting my hands dirty doing the planting (it’s good for brainstorming stories). My main veggie garden is broken into multiple raised beds (companion planted) which surround (at a healthy distance, of course) our fire pit. My fruit trees, berry bushes and flower gardens (all of which are either medicinal or for food) are zero-/xeri-scaped with the fieldstone that’s so prevalent here and scattered around the main “lawn.”

MARGAY: Do you prefer plants or seeds? Does it matter where you get them, or do you have a favorite place to go? What’s the name of the place and why do you prefer there over other places?

SHANNON: I prefer plants (we have a very short growing season so I need many things started) but often have to start things myself with seeds. I try to buy from the smaller local nurseries (there’s one that’s not far from where our Highland cattle currently graze) but sometimes I get seedlings at the bigger chain markets and home stores. It depends on who has what and what they’ll charge me. I’ll pay a little more to buy local, but I have to watch the wallet, too.

MARGAY: What will you plant (or have already planted) this year and why?

SHANNON: I always plant the Three Sisters (corn, beans and squash—and together). They do well together and give us a bunch of options. I’m also a fan of Danvers carrots (they produced like crazy for us last year!), Roma tomatoes (we dry lots of them), basil, any type of mint you can think of (lots of sweet tea’s consumed around here in the summer), red potatoes, garlic, onions, peas, parsnips, strawberries, eggplant, asparagus (I hated it as a kid but can’t get enough of it now), zucchini and pumpkins.

MARGAY: Do you have any plants that are must haves for your garden, ones that it just won’t be complete without?

SHANNON: I have to have tomatoes. My mother encouraged my strong love of them—summer’s not really summer without tomato sandwiches. Yum!

MARGAY: Now that we some more about you, let’s get to your writing. What is your main genre (erotica, erotic romance, romantic suspense, etc.)? What was the draw for you?

SHANNON: Currently I have to say paranormal aimed at a YA audience. There wasn’t a particular draw to the genre, it’s just sort of what the characters demanded. Their voices were definitely teen voices and (since some are werewolves) paranormal was necessary.

MARGAY: Besides your main genre we just discussed, what elements do you prefer to use in a story and why those elements over others?

SHANNON: I like to throw in paranormal elements and traditional literary influences. Shakespeare and different classical books and plays are alluded to in 13 to Life...for a variety of reasons.

MARGAY: Do you prefer red roses or black roses? If so, does that show in your writing? If so, how? If roses aren’t your style, what flowers are? Do they influence your writing? If so, how?

SHANNON: Red roses. Traditionally they were viewed as a symbol of love and for me, love equates frequently with hope. Even when my characters are in dire straits (which happens often) there’s still hope.

MARGAY: The jury’s still out on this question, so we’re still asking it! - Who decides what you write about, you or your muse? What kind of influence do you have over your story, or is the muse always the one planting the seeds? How do you cultivate those seeds regardless of who plants them?

SHANNON: My characters, who step in to play muse whenever they like, determine what I write about. The seeds that grow into those characters (and the tangle of their lives) are definitely planted by me—what I read, the music I listen to, the people I observe. I cultivate those tender beginnings by getting waist-deep in research of all sorts of strange things.

MARGAY: In your opinion, what author had the most influence on your writing? What about their writing did you find so influential and why?

SHANNON: Every time I’m asked this question I think I wind up giving a different answer. Every book I finish reading influences me in some small way—makes me rethink things in character, plot or setting based on what I think worked and didn’t work in that particular book. So, I guess, the most influential authors (for me) would be the ones I’ve read the most of... Orson Scott Card, Robin McKinley, Anne McCaffrey, CJ Cherryh, Mercedes Lackey, Andre Norton, Philippa Gregory and Eloisa James spring to mind based on how many books of theirs I’ve consumed. Oh. And Shakespeare and Edgar Allan Poe. Do I write things that distinctly feel like anything of theirs? I doubt it, but I know their creativity and their unique voices and settings make me hungry to grow my own.

MARGAY: While authors can definitely influence us, inspiration can be everywhere for a writer, but specific people, places and events can inspire certain characters, personality traits or things that happen in our stories. In your current story that we’re promoting here today, 13 to Life, did any one particular person, place or event inspire you? If so who/what was it (were they), how did it/they inspire you and how is this inspiration reflected in your story?

SHANNON: The early death of my mother definitely influenced my character Jessie. Although my frustrations and struggles with my mother’s loss don’t (hopefully) come across obviously in the book, it was definitely a life-changing event that wound up pouring onto the page when Jessie’s dealing with the loss of her mom. My mother was very supportive of my writing and art and losing her to cancer was a huge blow.

MARGAY: Without giving away anything pertinent to the story, tell us about the hero and heroine (s) of your story. What do they look like? How do they meet (or “did” if this is a second book with these same characters)? What are their personalities – Are they comical cut-ups, are they serious or are they a mix of the two? Please give us a little bit of dialogue from the story that can illustrate this. (Not much, but just a few lines and from a different section than the main excerpt – Thanks!)

SHANNON: Jessie’s my main heroine (and the narrator, so everything readers experience is through Jessie’s eyes). She’d describe herself as average (but, like so many young women, she doesn’t give herself enough credit). She’s lost some faith in people and life in general since the death of her mother, but she’s trying to do what her mother would want: forgive. Jessie wants to be a writer but she often struggles with finding the right word.

Pietr’s my main hero for the trilogy (at least in my eyes—and Jessie’s). He’s tall, dark-haired and built of lean muscle. He has a gift for stating the obvious and Jessie and he have some definite issues.

“So what do we do here?” Pietr asked. He looked at the face of his cell phone. Another clock.
I blinked at him. “Help improve people’s quality of life.”
“Is that on some brochure?” he asked. “It’s catchy, but what do we really do? How long do we have to stay? There are things I’d rather be doing…”
“I hope one of them is shutting your mouth and realizing we don’t just… Ugh!” I exclaimed in frustration, “We don’t just live our lives for ourselves,” I retorted.
Hascal wrapped an arm around my shoulders, dragging me forward. “That’s Jessie’s new motto,” he explained.
I immediately understood that to Hascal “new” equated with “since the accident.”
“What was your old motto?” Pietr asked.
Annoying Pietr. “I didn’t have one,” I admitted.

MARGAY: The main characters are usually great, but sometimes, secondary and tertiary characters are known to steal the scenes. Who are the secondary/tertiary characters in your story and what do they look like? What’s unique about them? What is their relationship to the hero/heroine? Have any of these gone on to become scene-stealers? If so, who and how did they do it? (Again, please give us a small bit of dialogue to illustrate this – thanks!)

SHANNON: The one who jumps to mind in this first book in the series is definitely Maximilian Rusakova. “Max” (as he prefers) is one of Pietr’s older brothers and he’s definitely my “hot boy.” Girls definitely like the look of Max (and his self-assured attitude) and Max isn’t shy about showing how much he likes girls, too. He’s a flirt (and a bit of an embarrassment to Pietr).

I was digging in my locker when Pietr leaned toward me and spoke again.
“You look really nice today.”
My breath caught. Probably because I’d stirred some dust up in the bottom of my locker. I really needed to clean it out soon.
“That’s a pretty lame compliment,” a deeper male voice rumbled behind me.
I turned around to see Pietr’s brother—was his name Maximilian? I tried to remember the name tag he’d been labeled with in the Guidance Office that first day.
“Max,” he introduced himself with a bold grin.
He had Pietr’s attention. And Amy’s. Giving myself a moment to look at him, I could understand why. He was tall and broad across the shoulders with a mop of hair so dark it was nearly black. Certainly not hard to look at. I had to give Stella credit. The Rusakova boys were pretty hot.
“The proper way to hit on a girl,” Max was saying to Pietr (who looked like he would sink into the floor, he was so embarrassed), “is like this.”
Max turned all his focus to Amy. “Hey,” he said with a nod of his head.
She froze like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming car.

Let's check out the blurb and excerpt:
BLURB: Everything about Jessie Gillmansen’s life changed when her mother died. Now even her hometown is changing. Wolves and newcomers with a dark agenda prowl Junction. All Jessie wants is to avoid more change.

But showing a hot new guy around Junction High, she’s about to discover a whole new type of change. Pietr Rusakova is more than good looks and a fascinating accent—he’s a guy with a dangerous secret. And his very existence is about to bring big trouble to Jessie’s small town.

It seems change is the one thing Jessie can’t avoid.

EXCERPT: (Set-up: The students at Junction High are required to do service-learning assignments and Jessie and Pietr both help out at the local nursing home by taking animals from a shelter to visit the residents. Pietr’s carrying a kitten named Victoria and Jessie’s got Tag, the pug).

Once inside, we boarded the elevator to begin our rounds. My boys got the first two floors; Pietr and I got the third and fourth. As the elevator doors opened, he wrinkled his nose.
“It reminds me of a hospital,” I confessed.
“I hate hospitals,” he replied.
“As much as you hate Romeo and Juliet?”
He smiled at the comparison. “Almost exactly.”
“Let’s start at Mrs. Feldman’s,” I said, leading the way. I knocked on her door.
“Come in, come in!”
I ran my hand across the chimes that hung from her doorjamb, enjoying their sparkling sound. “I just don’t understand why you hate Romeo and Juliet,” I said as we entered.
Mrs. Feldman’s eyes were wide. “Who hates Romeo and Juliet?” she asked, her gaping mouth accentuated by the stretched and ghostly wrinkles of laugh lines. She set aside the strange cards she was shuffling, tucking them into one of the folds of her voluminous and colorful skirt.
I looked at Pietr accusingly, then moved a small, wheeled table covered with a variety of sparkling stones and colorful crystals out of my way to stand beside Mrs. Feldman so she could pet Tag. “He hates Romeo and Juliet.”
“Well, finally!” she exclaimed. “A sensible young man!”
Pietr beamed.
“Close your mouth,” she instructed me, “You’ll only catch flies that way.”
I obeyed.
“Why anyone finds that play romantic is beyond me. Both Romeo and Juliet are so--” her jaw worked silently, pushing her expression around until she found the word, “--naïve! Instead of enlisting their friends’ help, they go behind everyone’s backs, lying.” She snorted.
“The cat, please,” she said, her fingers twinkling with gaudy rings set with chunky stones. “Why you must always bring cats and dogs eludes me,” she whispered as Pietr stepped to her other side. “Why not a little bunny? They’re so cute and innocent. Cats always seem to be thinking up trouble.” But she petted Victoria, her hands relaxing at the feel of plush fur. Victoria purred so loudly Tag wiggled around so he could watch.
“Hmph. Romeo and Juliet. The boy — Romeo!” Mrs. Feldman shook her head. “Hardly a romantic hero. He was head over heels for Rosaline and then — poof! She’s out-of-sight-out-of-mind as soon as Juliet comes into view.” She grimaced. “And why does he really want Juliet?” She looked at me, waiting for an answer. “Why?” she prompted.
“He thinks she’s beautiful,” I said softly.
“Pah! She’s unattainable! He knows he can’t truly have her so he wants her even more! They’re so blinded by hormones — hormones!” she set Victoria on her lap and petted her. “They think love will be easy.” She put her lips together and blew, reminding me of my horses. “Pah! They wouldn’t know love if it — if it--” she held Victoria out, giving her a little shake in emphasis “— bit them.”

(I will be formatting this a little later...sorry!)

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

YA Author Spotlight Presents...

Jessica Colter
Jessica Colter!!!

Jessica isn't a stranger to writing, but this is her debut foray into the YA genre. Since I usually try to offer a teaser review of the book being promoted, I sat down last night with the intention of read no more than half of the book - it's short, clocking in at 158 pages, not including the excerpt to The Demon's Princess at the back. While I'm not a fan of the shorter stories, I found myself pleasantly surprised by Heart's Desire. While the storyline felt familiar, I found myself flipping pages to see what would happen next. Because I'm used to getting more about the characters (the short story format doesn't always allow for as much exposition as a full length novel), it did manage to bring old memories of early relationships to the surface, and how it feels the first time you discover a deeper connection with someone. Life is so different when you're a teen.

But we're here to do more than just talk about the book, we've got an author to interview, so let's get to it!

ME: Speaking of taxes, are you’re taxes finished, or do you procrastinate with them? Do you do them yourself or do you have a taxman do them for you?

JESSIE: Normally I have them done before mid-February, but this year I’ve procrastinated. Occasionally I have someone else do them, but the past few years I’ve done them myself.

ME: As it says, “April showers bring May flowers”. What flowers do you hope to see the first thing in spring?

JESSIE: None in my garden. I have a brown thumb. But roses are my favorite and I would love to plant some rose bushes one of these days.

ME: Do you plant your own garden? Why or why not and where is it (are they) located? What type(s) will it (they) be and where is it (are they) located on your property?

JESSIE: No garden for me. The house came with some evergreen shrubs that partially died in an ice storm. I hope to have them removed this spring and maybe plant box hedges or rose bushes to replace them, but that’s it.

ME: If you could have a garden, what kind of garden would it be, how big would it be and what would you plant in it?

JESSIE: I would love to have a large flower garden, but I hate working in the yard so that’s never going to happen. I’d rather muck out a stall than weed a flower bed.

ME: Have you ever considered getting involved with a local community garden? Why or why not?

JESSIE: Absolutely not.

ME: For your produce, is the local grocery store just fine, or do you like to hit your local farmer’s market? What is your favorite fruit or vegetable that you do like to get?

JESSIE: I just go to the local grocery store. The farmer’s market isn’t exactly convenient to where I live.

ME: Now that we've learned a little bit about you, let's change the focus to your writing. What is your main genre (erotica, erotic romance, romantic suspense, etc.)? What was the draw for you?

JESSIE: I recently started writing paranormal YA’s. After reading Twilight, House of Night, and the Morganville Vampires, I was inspired to try my hand at Young Adult novel writing. I have to say it’s much harder than writing an adult romance.

ME: Besides your main genre we just discussed, what elements do you prefer to use in a story and why those elements over others?

JESSIE: I try to add a bit of suspense and a lot of romance, mostly because those are the elements I enjoy. I’ve found it’s easier to write about something you like than to write a sub-genre you don’t normally read.

ME: Do you prefer red roses or black roses? If so, does that show in your writing? If so, how? If roses aren’t your style, what flowers are? Do they influence your writing? If so, how?

JESSIE: I love roses, but I actually prefer hybrids (the ones that are two different colors) or blue roses. But if I had to choose between red and black, I’d say it would depend on my mood. J

ME: The jury’s still out on this question, so we’re still asking it! - Who decides what you write about, you or your muse? What kind of influence do you have over your story, or is the muse always the one planting the seeds? How do you cultivate those seeds regardless of who plants them?

JESSIE: I’d have to say my muse, who usually comes to me through dreams. I’d like to take complete credit, but I think the muse definitely plants seeds. But once I get going, I think instinct and creativity just take over.

ME: In your opinion, what author had the most influence on your writing? What about their writing did you find so influential and why?

JESSIE: That’s a hard one. I can’t really say that it was any one writer. I was reading a lot of Charlaine Harris and Katie MacAlister books when I first started writing. I love Katie Mac’s creativity and snappy dialogue! And Charlaine Harris has a way of creating a world that is easy to fall into, vampires and all.

ME: While authors can definitely influence us, inspiration can be everywhere for a writer, but specific people, places and events can inspire certain characters, personality traits or things that happen in our stories. In your current story that we’re promoting here today, Heart’s Desire, did any one particular person, place or event inspire you? If so who/what was it (were they), how did it/they inspire you and how is this inspiration reflected in your story?

JESSIE: Actually, Heart’s Desire was re-worked from a story I started when I was 13. It’s been so long since it began that I honestly don’t remember what prompted me to start writing it. I ran across a disk (yes, I said disk – dating myself for sure!) [You're not the only one! I have a box of floppies waiting to be put onto my thumbdrive!] not too long ago that had Heart’s Desire and another unfinished novel on it. I read through them and started tweaking things here and there … next thing I knew, I had two new novels completed.

ME: Without giving away anything pertinent to the story, tell us about the hero and heroine (s) of your story. What do they look like? How do they meet (or “did” if this is a second book with these same characters)? What are their personalities – Are they comical cut-ups, are they serious or are they a mix of the two? Please give us a little bit of dialogue from the story that can illustrate this. (Not much, but just a few lines and from a different section than the main excerpt – Thanks!)

JESSIE: Morgan is the hero of the story. Tall, athletic build, with brown hair that has golden highlights – and he has a secret. The heroine, Skye, first meets Morgan when he rescues her from her ex-boyfriend. Coming from an abusive family, Skye tends to be quiet and shy. Morgan is her exact opposite, proving that opposites attract. The sparks fly between them from the first moment they meet, but Morgan tries to be the perfect gentleman with Skye.

This excerpt (unedited) happens in the middle of the book…

“Morgan, where are we?”
“Madison County.”
Her brow furrowed. “Isn’t that the Big Black River?” she asked pointing toward the flowing water.
He nodded.
“So why did we have to leave our county to see it?”
“We didn’t. I just wanted some privacy.”
“Privacy? More private than your apartment?”
He grinned at her and unbuckled her seatbelt. “Yeah, more private than my apartment.”
Skye’s breath hitched in her throat, but she didn’t stop him. Once her seatbelt was undone, she let Morgan pull her closer. The armrest and cup holders were in the way, but she leaned across them, hoping he was going to kiss her.
She felt his fingers caress her cheek and slide around the back of her neck. Closing her eyes, she leaned even closer.
His lips nearly touching hers, he whispered, “Let’s climb in the back.”
Skye’s eyes flew open. “The backseat?”
He nodded. “I want to be able to hold you.”
She swallowed hard. “Um, okay.”

ME: The main characters are usually great, but sometimes, secondary and tertiary characters are known to steal the scenes. Who are the secondary/tertiary characters in your story and what do they look like? What’s unique about them? What is their relationship to the hero/heroine? Have any of these gone on to become scene-stealers? If so, who and how did they do it? (Again, please give us a small bit of dialogue to illustrate this – thanks!)

JESSIE: Lindsay is Skye’s best friend, but she doesn’t have many parts. Chris, Skye’s ex-boyfriend, has a lot of scenes, but I can’t go into details without giving the story away. Suffice it to say, he’s angry that he lost Skye and plans on tricking her into thinking he’s a nice guy, hoping she’ll give him another chance.

This excerpt is from a scene at Chris’s house:

A half asleep Chris answered the door, slowly rubbing sleep from his eyes. When he focused on the person standing on his porch, he was surprised to find Skye in front of him.
“What are you doing here?” he asked, unable to believe she was really at his house.
“I, um… I kind of needed a place to stay tonight.”
“I thought you went home earlier,” he said, still trying to sweep the cobwebs from his brain.
“I did. Mom and Dad were fighting. I had to leave before…” she trailed off, blushing and looking at her feet. She’d never told Chris about her problems at home and didn’t really want to tell him now either.
“Before your Dad decided to hit you instead of your Mom?”
She looked up, surprised. “You know?”
He shrugged. “Most of the school knows. You do a pretty good job of hiding the bruises, but sometimes you can still see them through the makeup.”
Her shoulders drooped as if the weight of the world had just landed on them. So much for my home life being a secret, she thought.
“If you need a place to stay, you’re welcome to stay here,” he said softly.

ME: Oooh! These are some pretty interesting scenes. Now let's check out the excerpt!

Heart's DesireBLURB: Morgan Raines transferred to a new high school his senior year. Starting over doesn't bother him, but finding his mate pinned to her locker by her Neanderthal ex-boyfriend does... From day one, Morgan and Skye are inseperable, despite the fact her ex keeps getting in the way. But will Skye's feelings change when she realizes he turns into a panther every time the moon is full? Or can true love conquer all?

EXCERPT: (unedited – haven’t received the final copy back yet)

“Who said that we were friends? I remember telling you that I never wanted to see your face again. So, why are you in front of my locker?” she asked. Why wouldn’t he go away? Where was a teacher when you needed one? she thought as she glanced down the hall.

“Okay, I tried to be nice, but maybe you prefer guys who just take what they want,” he all but growled at her.

Chris advanced on Skye until her back was against the locker. He put an arm on either side of her, pinning her in place. She had no way of escaping. Just as he started to lean in to kiss her, he felt someone tap him on his shoulder.

“What?” he asked turning to face the interloper. He pierced the intruder with a glare.

“I believe she said no,” Morgan answered quietly.

“And just who the hell are you?” Chris sneered, eyeing the new guy from head to toe. “In case you weren’t aware, Skye and I are an item.”

Morgan grinned. “Are you sure about that?”

Skye used the distraction to slip under Chris’s arm. She quickly put some distance between them, moving to stand beside the new guy. She didn’t know who he was, but he had excellent timing. If he hadn’t come along right then, Chris would no doubt be pawing her at this very moment.

Morgan reached out and took Skye’s hand, a current running through both of them at the contact. If Morgan was surprised, he hid it well.

“Come on, I’ll walk you to your class,” he said, giving her hand a gentle tug.

Skye smiled her thanks and walked off with him, leaving an angry Chris glaring after them.

****

“Thanks… for what you did back there,” she said after they were a few feet away.

“No problem,” Morgan murmured.

“I’m Skye by the way. And the jerk back there was Chris,” she jabbered, trying to fill the silence. Her body was hyper aware of the hot guy holding her hand, more so than it had ever been of any other guy before.

Glancing at him from the corner of her eye, she almost stopped breathing. He was easily the most gorgeous guy she’d ever seen. He topped her five-foot-one inches by over a foot. He was tanned with sandy brown hair shot through with golden highlights. His chiseled features made her mouth water.

“I take it you used to date,” Morgan commented.

Skye nodded, pulling her gaze from his face before she was caught staring. “Until I caught him making out with one of the cheerleaders. I told him it was over, but he refuses to listen. He thinks he’s god’s gift, or something along those lines.”

Morgan grunted in response.

“He wasn’t like that when we first started dating,” Skye said, trying to explain away Chris’s behavior.

Morgan gave her a skeptical look. It was his experience that guys didn’t change. She could delude herself all she wanted, but Morgan would bet money that Chris was the same guy he’d always been. She’d just been blind to his faults.

“Where exactly are we going anyway?” Morgan asked, looking around the hall.

“Oh, um, two doors down on the right. I have English next,” Skye answered.

Morgan grinned. “That makes two of us.”

He continued holding her hand all the way to the classroom. While he might have seemed impervious to the contact, he felt as if he’d been struck by lightning. He’d been warned that it would feel like this, but it had still taken him by surprise – she had taken him by surprise. Her fiery red hair, pale complexion, and bright blue eyes drew him in. He wanted to run his hands through her hair to see if it was as soft as it looked. Her scent beckoned to him, making him want to breathe her in.

As they approached the door, he dropped her hand and motioned for her to go in ahead of him, her scent teasing him again as she passed. Morgan fought the urge to pull her back into the hall, pull her into his arms, and kiss her senseless. The moment he’d caught her scent he had wanted to claim her as his mate. Seeing her pushed against her locker by her Neanderthal ex-boyfriend had made Morgan see red. He’d wanted to rip the guy to shreds and had barely contained his anger, holding back a feral growl he had barely contained the animal lurking within him.

Following Skye into the classroom, he grabbed the empty seat next to her. Setting his books down on the desk, he glanced her way and caught her watching him – again. He’d been hyper aware of her during their walk to the classroom, had seen every glance, every smile. It was flattering that she was as drawn to him as he was to her. Did she feel the pull too? Or was he just an oddity – the new guy in school?

He flashed her a grin and faced forward as the teacher stepped into the room.

***

Want to learn more about Jessie? Check out her website www.jessiecolter.webs.com