Today is a very exciting day for friend and fellow author, Quanie Miller. Her second novel, The New Mrs. Collins, is being released today on Amazon! I've read Quanie's first book, It Ain't Easy Being Jazzy and absolutely loved it. I couldn't stop laughing throughout its entirety.
This is the perfect time of year to be sharing the release of The New Mrs. Collins. The genre is quite different than Quanie's first book because it is paranormal. I honestly can't wait to find the time to light some of my favorite autumn candles, curl up with my new black kitty, Luna, and read this book.
Update on LunaShe is slowly getting used to her new surroundings and spending a lot of time snuggled up next to me, especially when I am writing. I took the following picture of her in the wee hours of the morning as the sun was returning from its adventures on the other side of the world. I moved some of my Harvest mantle so Luna would have an ideal spot in the window. I must say, she really goes well with the Halloween décor!
Here she is sleeping on my bed next to me while I type at my desk. And I promise, no more cat pictures for a while!
One of the main reasons I am excited to read Quanie's book is because of the mysteriousness which lies behind the new Mrs. Collins. She seems like she is the type of woman who has a past and covers it up by using her beauty, style and powers. I haven't read this book yet, but when I saw the blurb, it reminded me of my ex-stepmother; the one who murdered my father.
This evil, monstrous woman remarried six months after my dad passed away. And before she married Daddy C, her two previous husbands also mysteriously died. This is all true and maybe one day, I will find the time to write my father's story.
We miss Daddy C dearly and I hope he is haunting the hell out of the black widow.
AND NOW FOR QUANIE MILLER'S BLOG TOUR FOR HER NEW NOVEL, THE NEW MRS. COLLINS!!
In the small town of
one knows that Adira Collins inherited mystic powers from her great
grandmother. All they know is that she’s beautiful, poised, graceful, and
ruthless—especially when it comes to love. And no one knows that more than
Leena Williams, who was all set to marry the man of her dreams until Adira
swooped into town and stole the man’s heart. Louisiana
Being left at the altar is bad enough, but Leena and her ex share custody of their son, so she has to see the new Mrs. Collins on a regular basis.
And it burns every time she does.
But soon, Leena starts to suspect that there is more to Adira Collins than meets the eye. And it’s not because she owns some kinky lingerie shop or allegedly insulted the pastor’s wife—it’s the strange way she can make a door close without touching it, or take one look at something and make it drop dead at her feet.
Leena starts digging for answers and soon discovers that, unlike her public persona, Adira’s true nature is somewhere on the other side of grace. She also learns, a little too late, that some secrets are better left buried.
A woman who could not remember her name walked towards McCullens Bridge with no knowledge of why she was going there. Her nose was running, her throat was on fire, and there were a multitude of images swirling around her head. Someone had lifted the top of her head, poured the images in, and mixed them together until they became pictures in motion. She knew the pictures were true because when she thought of the poor seamstress who had given birth to a daughter who was touched, she was overtaken by a tremendous wave of sadness and wept. The sorrow went to the bone, and she threw her face to the sky and cried out to God when it hit her: wasn’t she the woman named Auggie with the mother named Pious? She knew no other name that could be hers, so that had to be it. But why had such a thing happened to her? What had she done but love her daughter? Wasn’t it enough that the world was against her? Hadn’t she fought for her child? Even when others thought she should have given her away, or worse, aborted her?
But they were right. She thought of the knives flying in the kitchen, and the one that grazed her shoulder. She looked at her right shoulder and wondered what happened to the scar. That bitch. Hiding her abilities like that. The sorrow quickly turned to rage and she said, “Mama was right.” She got on her knees and apologized to Pious right on…wait. Where was she? She looked around and saw a dirt path lined by trees. It looked like it should have been familiar but she could not recall its name. What was she doing there? Hadn’t she just been shot? And arrested for trying to protect her life? She grabbed her aching throat and wiped her nose with the back of her hand. She was freezing. Why hadn’t someone given her something to put on her arms?
The voice, as sweet as cotton candy dipped in maple syrup, sliced through her thoughts. That’s right. She was going to the bridge because her face was on fire. How could she have forgotten? She was not very far away, and it would not be long before she made it to the bridge and found peace, peace like a river, in the depths of the water below it.
The New Mrs. Collins is available for purchase here:
Paperback (Amazon) http://www.amazon.com/The-Mrs-Collins-Quanie-Miller/dp/1502489252
Quanie Miller grew up in New Iberia, Louisiana. She fell in love with reading at an early age and spent most of her time at the Iberia Parish Library discovering authors like R.L. Stine and Christopher Pike (she was often found walking back home from the library with a stack of books that went up to her chin). She holds degrees from Louisiana State University and San Jose State University. She has been the recipient of the James Phelan Literary Award, the Louis King Thore Scholarship, the BEA Student Scriptwriting Award, and the Vicki Hudson Emerging Writing Prize. She is the author of The New Mrs. Collins, a southern paranormal novel, and It Ain't Easy Being Jazzy, a romantic comedy. She lives in South Carolina with her husband and is currently, as always, working on another novel. To find out more about Quanie and her works in progress visit quanietalkswriting.com.
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I'm off to Amazon to buy The New Mrs. Collins! Don't forget to get your copy. I'm sure you won't regret it!