Thursday, January 29, 2015

Guest Author: Abigail Owen - Top 3 Author Addictions - #TWRP

Hi Melinda! Thanks so much for having me today. I enjoyed your post on your top 3 author addictions so much, I decided to reciprocate with my own. J Like you, since becoming an “official author” several years ago, I’ve also enjoyed the interaction with both other author and with readers. On top of writing, I too have become addicted to certain aspects of this life. Here’s my list:

My Favorite Top Three Author Addictions

1.   Twitter
I am absolutely with you on the Twitter addiction. It took me a little while to get into this social media tool. But once I started connecting with people and using it as a tool, I’ve really enjoyed it.

On top of regular updates and links to blog posts that can be helpful and informational, I also enjoy stalking—I mean following—various industry folks who I am most interested in working with at some point.
I’ve also discovered the various pitch contests for authors. Like #PidMad. Those are always fun.

I too enjoy following celebrities. Other than the occasional moments of insanity, I don’t interact with them. But some are quite funny or interesting with their tweets. Love following Kevin Spacey, Jeremy Renner, and Rob Kazinsky.
Are you on twitter? How about following me… @AOwenBooks

2.   Pinterest
I am an online research junkie. Nothing beats in person, but as an aspiring author I’m not rolling in the big bucks yet. So Google is my best friend.

I love Pinterest not only as another search tool in researching, but as a way to help me visualize. I pin anything I find, image-wise, as I go along. Buildings, clothes, locations, activities, the actor/models I found who most closely look like my hero/heroine.

I also love using Pinterest to share those images with my readers.
You can find all my books and series at my Pinterest account:

3.   Workshops
Online, in person, podcasts…I can’t get enough of writer workshops. I enjoy topics of all kids – character development, query writing, plot development, the cowboy hero, world building. I don’t always incorporate everything I’ve learned, as frequently it has more to do with your own personal writing style. But I ALWAYS learn something new to try. I have to be careful about how many I sign up for at a time, or I can’t keep up!

I love talking to readers! You can find me at:

Now it’s your turn to share. What is your favorite addiction? Leave a comment below!

(Shadowcat Nation #1)
Andromeda Reynolds is being hunted. After witnessing her mother’s violent death at the hands of a pack of wolf shifters, Andie has devoted her life to protecting her community of cougar shifters from a similar fate. But now, a greater threat lies within her own dare, and she must run. If she stays, Kyle Carstairs will force their mating, seeking the added political power their union would provide.

Andie would rather chew off her own foot than end up with Kyle. Though, knowing him, she won’t live long either way. Andie’s only hope of survival is to mate Jaxon Keller, the Alpha of the Keller Dare with which she is seeking asylum. But before she can get to him, Andie must first go through A.J., one of the Alpha’s Protectors.
What Andie doesn’t realize is that A.J. has secrets of his own. All Andie knows is that the incredibly frustrating shifter insists on challenging her story, her skills, her trust… and her heart.

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When she was satisfied, she leapt with all the power of her feline form. She didn’t shift exactly—she was trying to avoid that right now since it would be seen as a direct threat if anyone caught her—but she used the might of the beast inside her to clear the distance to the window. She sailed through the opening and immediately tucked and rolled as she hit the ground.

She found her feet and returned to her crouch. Using her cat’s hearing, she waited yet again. 

Someone might’ve heard the sound of her landing. Her injured left arm was detracting from her usual finesse. As she listened, she turned in a slow circle, making sure the room, which appeared to be a hotel-like bedroom, was as empty as she’d expected it to be. Many minutes later, satisfied that she was alone and that no one was coming for her… yet… Andie moved towards the door.

Cracking it open a hair, she looked down and saw a long stretch of closed doorways in both directions. Based on the layout of the building and the location of the window, she determined she needed to go to her right.

Andie tensed to open the door all the way and then froze in place when a deep male voice sounded from directly behind her. “Stop where you are.”

Andie tensed, adrenaline pumping through her body as swear words went off like fireworks inside her head. Only her years of training kept her from panicking outright. She didn’t move by so much as a twitch as she waited to see if he would attack or talk it out.

“Close the door,” the deep voice continued. “And then turn slowly and face me.”

Andie rose, taking care to keep her wounded arm from view. If she could keep the evidence of her fall from grace hidden, she’d have a better shot at surviving the encounter and making it to the Alpha. If she could get to him and explain, then maybe she had a chance.

Once she was facing her new opponent, she tried to take measure of him. The room was dim, and she dared not shift, not even just her eyes, in case he took it the wrong way and attacked. She couldn’t tell much about him other than that he was very tall. At five-foot-nothing she always had to look up, but with this guy she had to look way, way up to try to see his face. He would be a big mountain lion in his cat form, even for a male.

The stranger said nothing for several long moments, holding eerily still, his eyes taking in every detail. Andie didn’t move or speak. She knew he was sizing her up just as she was assessing him. She also knew what he’d see—a slip of a girl who’d inherited her mother’s bronzed Brazilian beauty. Male cougar shifters rarely saw what she really was and frequently underestimated her.
“I’m not going to ask how you got in here. Clearly, our security needs reviewing.”

Andie didn’t betray her satisfaction at his comment. “I’m sure it’s fine. Very few measures would work to keep me out. Or in.”

I found you.”

Andie merely shrugged. “Off night.” In more ways than one.

About the Author:

Award-winning author, Abigail Owen was born in Greeley, Colorado, and raised in Austin, Texas. She now resides in Northern California with her husband and two adorable children who are the center of her universe.
Abigail grew up consuming books and exploring the world through her writing. A fourth generation graduate of Texas A&M University, she attempted to find a practical career related to her favorite pastime by earning a degree in English Rhetoric (Technical Writing). However, she swiftly discovered that writing without imagination is not nearly as fun as writing with it.

1 comment:

  1. Thanks so much for having me by today. I had a lot of fun trading our author addictions! :)