On the Verge of Release


In exactly 10 days, Strangers at Sunset(Betrayal to Bliss #1), my first published novella will be released. Me, Tiffani Lynn a published author? (Insert shocked McCauley Culkin, Home Alone face here). I could tell myself this over and over and over and it still won’t seem real. To make things even more exciting, in 17 days I will release my first Indie novel called Finn’s Shot (Eden’s Odyssey #1). Yup, I got a little squirrelly and decided to do a back-to-back release. Now, I’m thinking I might have lost my mind when I made that decision.

As I pull up Amazon, iBook, Barnes & Noble, KOBO, and the Wild Rose Press to see the preorder status of these books I’m floored that my dream is really coming true. (Yes, I’m doing this often to remind myself it’s all real) I wish you could have seen my face when I found the first one on Amazon. I’m sure you would have laughed hysterically. I took a screen shot, sent it to some of my friends and family members and then proceeded to do the celebratory Snoopy dance!

Now, what I’m finding is that it takes so much more than writing and revising to release and sell your books. Other authors warned me about this. I guess I didn’t get it until I was immersed in it. My time is no longer consumed only with writing. It’s mostly taken up with marketing strategies, networking, and release party preparations. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to go back to writing full-time with nothing published and no other responsibilities, it’s just different on this  side of the accomplishment.

So to sum it up, I’m thrilled and stressed and nervous and incredibly grateful. If you get a minute and think you might be interested in my work please stop by my webpage www.Tiffanilynn.com and sign up for my newsletter. I promise not to blow up your inbox with stuff and I’ll never share your info. There’s a link on my page for a free (kindle, iBook, or Nook) copy of Doctrine of Indecency: 18 Coveted Tales of Lust (an erotic short story anthology by 18 different authors, my story is #17). Check it out!


Fans, a Stalker & a Published Short Story


I’m back! Complete with fans, stalkers, and a published short story. It’s been a busy five months, but my hard work is paying off. I finished edits on Strangers at Sunset (being published with The Wild Rose Press), was told the same publisher is interested in the sequel to that book, have completed a story I plan to self publish this summer called Locked in Her Sights and last week a short story I wrote was released in an anthology with 17 other authors’ short stories. It’s called Doctrine of Indecency: 18 Coveted Tales of Lust and it’s free in e-book format.

For many of you this is the first time you’ve been exposed to my work. I’ve gotten a kick out of the reactions being shared with me. I appreciate people taking the time to read it and comment. If you haven’t downloaded your copy please do. It’s available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and Kobo.

Several of my friends have sent me texts, emails or private Facebook messages with praise for my story over the last week. All of which mean so much to me. This morning I woke up to a text from a friend letting me know that she’s now a fan and a stalker. How awesome is that?!

For some people that might come across as crazy, but for me it’s wonderful! When I  share my writing with others it feels a little like standing on the street corner naked. I’m left open for ridicule and comment and it’s stressful and uncomfortable. Who knows what people will think of the things my brain conjures up?

I’ll leave you this time with one request. Please, as readers, email, text or post on social media the good things you find in an authors work. Any author, not just me. If you enjoy a book that you read, take a couple of minutes to let that author know what you liked about their work. Most authors feel that same anxiety when they release their work into the world that I’m experiencing. Hearing positive feedback feels good and serves to inspire the next story.

Nothing Changes


We stand at the gateway of change together. On this one particular day, New Years Eve, no one can say, “Nope, not gonna change that.”  It’s the one guaranteed change that we will all make within the next 365 days and it always leaves me feeling nostalgic, a little melancholy and a lot excited. So many memories of the years that have passed before, both good and bad, seem to swamp me on the eve of the New Year. I’m also beginning to get hopeful for all the possibilities that a fresh start will bring.

The New Year signifies not only the start to a new calendar year but the continuation in the story of our lives. If this is the case, are you content to be reading the same story line over and over or are you ready for a plot twist? You can set goals, embark on new adventures, and attempt to dump old habits that have stalled you out in the past. Although you can’t guarantee that you will reach the desired outcome each time you start a new task or chapter it’s still helpful to have that forward momentum to get from where you are to where you want to be.

This New Year I hope that you will use the fresh start to reach for a goal you’ve always wanted to achieve. It doesn’t have to be something major, it can be small and simple. In fact, achieving the smallest of goals can bring confidence to attempt the bigger ones. Each step forward even the small ones are still steps forward.

Consider this one question….

If today were your last day on this earth would you be happy with what you’ve not accomplished? If the answer is yes than I’d like to commend you for being more advanced than myself. If the answer is no than I suggest you pick at least one thing, be it small or large, and set yourself up with a plan on how to achieve it.

I’d like to leave you with this simple yet profound quote in hopes that it will help propel you forward. The truth in this statement is so simple it seems absurd but it is the honest to goodness truth. I hate that it’s taken me forty years to figure it out.

“Nothing Changes if nothing changes.” – Earnie Larson

Good Luck and Happy New Year!

Unexpected Inspiration


Inspiration comes from many places and often at unexpected times. Standing at our soccer field on this cold Saturday morning I found that unanticipated inspiration in the form of a friend I haven’t seen in quite awhile. Since she is not a person who likes attention called to her unless she’s making someone laugh I will simply call her L.D. as I write this.

I met her when I worked for Hospice. She is a social worker and one of my most vibrant co-workers. L.D. is sarcastic and funny and always has something to say. She’s tough, intelligent and has a-don’t-take-any-crap kind of attitude, but on the flip side she’s also, thoughtful, supportive and helpful.

L.D. is one of those people who make me jump on Facebook often just to hear what she has to say. It’s usually something comical based on a variety of subjects. Her unique perspective and tell-it-like-it-is personality make for funny observations even when I don’t agree with what’s being said.

This week I found out that she’s been fighting breast cancer since June. Today was the first time I’ve seen her since I made this discovery. I was pleasantly surprised to find out that she is facing this challenge with the same amount of moxie that she tackles her every day life with. She is no stranger to difficult situations since she is a single working mother of two children, one of which has developmental disabilities so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised by her method of coping.

I’ve been working on a romantic story in my head for quite awhile about a breast cancer survivor but knew that was a story for down the road a bit. Today after an hour-long conversation, that story shifted to the next in line to write story and the personality & life outlook of the main character took a major U-turn. At first I’d planned to show my character as more of a victim rather than a fearful but optimistic and humorous woman. Today my friend showed me that the face of a warrior doesn’t have to be one with a scowl or a stoic demeanor it can contain a smile or a smirk.

After spending that hour talking with her today I decided that I want my character to be an L.D., smiling in the face of fear, quick with a laugh or a sarcastic remark. I want her to be beautiful inside and out and tough as nails with terrific optimism and unmatched grit, the kind only found wearing a cape or kick ass boots in a marvel comic book. I’d love to thank L.D. for the hour she spent explaining what the last six months have been like while making me laugh in the process. She shared the quirky and sad things, the weird remarks that well meaning people make and the unknowns she continues to face. By the end of the conversation I was fired up to go home and start that particular story.

Thank you, L.D. for being who you are always, no matter the circumstances and for being my unexpected inspiration today. You totally rock!

Between the giving


Between the giving of thanks and the giving of gifts there is sort of a twilight zone of sorts reserved for planning, shopping, panicking, rushing, partying, working, wrapping and decorating. I’m sure there are more things that happen during this time, but those are just the ones that came to mind right away.

I find it sad that what’s supposed to be the most wonderful time of year is often riddled with heartbreak, depression, hate and selfishness. I’m sure there are a million blogs dedicated to this certain topic especially in light of the events in California and France recently so I’m going to reverse my train of thought and take it to happy town by listing a few of my favorite things. No, this list will not consist of anything tangible like cars or electronics but the simple everyday things that make my life worth living.

It goes without saying that my husband and kids are my most favorite things, but this is the quirky list. In honor of the song My Favorite Things from the Sound of Music which seems to be on the radio a lot during this season I will also make my list 14 things long ( just like in the song). I probably have enough things for a whole other list, but will limit it for the sake of your time.

  1. A happy wagging doggie tail to greet me when I get home.
  2. The song Blue Christmas and all the memories it brings of my cousin and I through the years
  3. Lunches with girlfriends
  4. Belly laughs so deep you almost pee yourself
  5. A cool breeze on a warm day
  6. My favorite song on repeat
  7. Seeing old friends
  8. Excited, laughing, squeezing, jumping celebrations after you get good news
  9. Being at a live hockey game when my team wins.
  10. Going through old pictures
  11. Hearing my kids deep belly laugh
  12. Videos sent to my phone of my my 3 year old cousin singing songs from the radio (Hilarious!)
  13. Finding out that someone enjoyed something I wrote
  14. Making eye contact across a room with my husband and knowing that we’re both thinking the same thing without exchanging a single word.

I hope that you all have a wonderful holiday season and that you are able to find love, joy, and peace even with all of the crazy that surrounds our world.

I’d love it if you’d take a second to leave a comment for me sharing something quirky that you’d put on your Favorite Things list.

Happy Holidays!


NaNoWriMo Victory!


Today I have completed the NaNoWriMO challenge! I ended my story with 50,033 words. I didn’t think I was going to be able to pull it off. I spent several days in writers block hell. Then I spent several days taking care of all the things that need to be done in every day life so I didn’t have time to write.

Finally I got down to business.

I wrote like a mad scientist in a lab, working like crazy to get the words in my head on the paper. I think at times I had the look going on also. Somedays I don’t think I brushed my teeth till two in the afternoon and my hair till I had to leave the house to the pick up the kids around four.

The Doc from back to the future look is not becoming by the way. At one point I said screw it and tried to go out in public like that so I didn’t have to stop writing for 15 minutes to handle business. This did not go over well with my daughters. They are used to their dad and I embarrassing them on a regular basis, but apparently I’d taken it too far. Whoops! Sorry girls.

Now that I have the story done I have to go back through and edit it and make sure I made sense. I think I did or at least I hope I did. At one point there were so many red lines from misspelled words that I wondered if the manuscript was being typed in red. Needless to say the spell check function took almost an hour to go through today. I’m sure my sentence structure is atrocious in several locations, but I guess that’s what the editing process is all about. The whole point was to dump the words on the paper to get them out there. Then go back with a fine tooth comb to fix mistakes.

To all of you out there still working to get your 50,000 words before the end of the month, Keep on typing! Forego the hairbrush, stay in your pajamas, lock the door to your office, turn off your phone, type past midnight, do whatever it takes. You can do it!


An Up-All-Night, Can’t-Put-the-Darn-Thing-Down Book Review


***Note to the reader – I place the only possible spoiler alert quotes at the bottom and referenced them in the correct location of my review if you want to read them scroll down. If you want to read the book for yourself and not have it spoiled please avoid scrolling all the way down.

I experience this type of thing quite often I’m not going to lie. I get so engrossed in the story or characters of a book that I stay up till 2:00 a.m. because I don’t want to put it down without the happily ever after.

Last night I read November 9 by Coleen Hoover. I started it at 8:30 p.m. and didn’t set it down until 4:04 a.m. except to put my kids to bed and take an occasional bathroom break. It was amazing from start to finish.

It wasn’t that I wanted to keep reading this story until a ridiculous hour. It was that I had to keep reading it. It was that good.

It is an absolute must read for romance lovers and worth the temporary genre switch for folks who don’t normally read romance.

It’s the most original story line I’ve come in across in the last two years and I’ve read over 500 romance novels in that time, many of which were phenomenal in their own way.

The Basics….

The story revolves around a tragically scarred young woman and  a quirky young man she meets randomly on the last day that she lives in L.A. (November 9). They end up spending the remaining hours of her time in California together. He’s an aspiring writer and before their time is up that first day she suggests that he write an epic love story about them and how they meet up every November 9 again for the next five years. They aren’t allowed to have contact in between visits and before they leave each other each year they arrange the meeting time and place for their next time.

It starts out low-key and fun and you find yourself rooting for them to reconnect every year. Then before you know it you realize that you were lured in head first to their lives with no escape route, as tragedy, deceit, and the heart pounding excitement of love unfolds. There are portions of this story where I laughed out loud the dialogue was so witty and to contrast that portions where it was so painful my chest had a physical ache for these two. Hoover certainly knows how to elicit a wide array of emotions from her readers.

This isn’t the first book of hers I’ve read nor the first book that she has an element of death and it’s aftermath to trudge through, but the woman can cover the emotions of mourning like no one I’ve ever experienced. For a little taste see quote A below if you don’t mind a possible spoiler.

Colleen Hoover is a master with words and plot line but in this particular story the quotes are spectacular throughout, without even meaning to be I think. I’m sure if I went back through the book I’d find more quotes that explained a situation or a feeling with such clarity it seemed you were the one experiencing it but I only included two so as not to ruin the read for anyone.

To me, the mark of a truly amazing romantic story is not having a perfect hero and heroine. It’s drawing feeling out of your reader through tangible characters. And not just the frolicking through the meadow feelings but also the gut wrenching angst that allows the highs of a story to be higher and the lows so much lower. The dialogue is key in many cases and this was no different. If you don’t mind the spoiler for an example see (Quote B)The visual I got while reading that scene and the feeling of heartbreak that I felt for both characters was so real it was a physical ache.

If you read no other romance novel this year I suggest that you read this one, but make sure that you start in the morning on a day that you have nothing else to do because I promise you that you will not want to put this book down.

Spoiler Alert ********* (Quote A)

“It feels like my heart explodes into millions of tiny tears, and I want to wrap myself around him while he mourns. But his cry is so quiet, I can tell he doesn’t want me to acknowledge it. He just needs me to let him cry, so that’s exactly what I do.”

Spoiler Alert********** (Quote B)

“Please,” I whisper. “Not again. We can’t make it through this is you walk away again.” She looks at up at me vexed. “You didn’t give me a choice this time, Ben. You showed up here in love with someone else. You share another woman’s bed. Your hands touch someone who isn’t me. Your lips make promises against skin that isn’t mine. And not matter who is at fault for that, whether it’s mine for walking away last year or yours for not knowing I did it for your own good, none of it changes things. It is what it is.”