Hens Lay Eggs

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Focus Book Tour

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nProfessional photographer Dana Secrest has a secret and doesn’t even know it. When she storms from her best friend’s home on Christmas Eve—not the wisest decision she’s ever made—security contractor Sam Galdicar follows her to save her from her own hot temper and impulsive action. Upon arriving home, Dana discovers her apartment has been ransacked. Then an attempt is made on her life. She doesn’t know who’s trying to kill her or why, but Sam is determined to protect the woman whose eyes don’t need a camera to see the truth. ​n

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https://www.silverdaggertours.com/sdsxx-tours/focus-book-tour-and-giveaway

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Excerpt – Chapter 1 – ​Dana 

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nDinnertime chatter about my photographic expedition to Palmisano Park faded into ritual gift-giving. White lights twinkled on the Christmas tree as I watched Sonya pull away the pretty wrapping paper, open the box, and pick up what at first glance resembled large, heavy chandelier earrings. They weren’t earrings. Fear flashed in her eyes, swiftly masked by a polite smile. I looked away and saw the lust glittering in her powerful, billionaire​ husband’s eyes. He licked his lips in anticipation of using the bejeweled nipple clamps on his wife, who loved him too much to deny him anything, no matter how unreasonable, degrading, or humiliating. She loved him with a slavish devotion that brainwashed a normally intelligent woman into living a life as a sex slave. The red leather collar she wore testified to that. 
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nAnd, just like that, I’d had enough. 
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n“No,” I growled as I half-rose and leaned across the dining room table to swipe the box from her hands, my own tight grip crushing the sturdy cardboard. As I settled back into the chair, my voice strengthened and I focused my anger upon him. “No, you selfish prick. You will not use these on her.” 
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nHe glared at me, surprise morphing into anger. I wanted to wince, but held my ground against the much bigger and imposing man. 
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n“How dare you!” ​Bradley Vermont​ snarled, using the domineering voice that cowed his employees, colleagues, business associates, and Sonya. She ducked her head and cringed, waiting for the punishment he meted out regularly in their master-and-slave relationship. What little I’d witnessed of their hardcore BDSM lifestyle made my stomach churn, although Sonya swore that Brad loved her, took care of her, and gave her indescribable pleasure alongside the pain. n

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“So, tomorrow …” #MFRWhooks

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nProfessional photographer Dana Secrest has a secret and doesn’t even know it. When she storms from her best friend’s home on Christmas Eve—not the wisest decision she’s ever made—security contractor Sam Galdicar follows her to save her from her own hot temper and impulsive action. Upon arriving home, Dana discovers her apartment has been ransacked. Then an attempt is made on her life. She doesn’t know who’s trying to kill her or why, but Sam is determined to protect the woman whose eyes don’t need a camera to see the truth. ​n

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​Focus by Holly Bargo 
nEnemies-to-lovers, billionaire romance 

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Excerpt 

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n“So, tomorrow …” I began as I slid onto a stool.
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n“Yes?”
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n“I’ve got to get a new laptop computer.”
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n“I’ll take you.”
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nI shook my head. I should have known he’d jump to that conclusion. “No, you don’t have to interrupt your schedule any more than you already have. I was hoping you’d lend me a house key.”
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nHe turned to face me, leaning against the counter. “No.”
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n“No?”
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n“Have you forgotten the state of your apartment?”
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n“No, of course not.”
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n“That was malice, Dana. The average, garden variety burglar doesn’t leave behind destruction of that magnitude.”
nI blinked rapidly. “I suppose you’re familiar with ‘average, garden variety’ burglars?”
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n“I am.”
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n“How?”
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nHe shook his head and the corners of his mouth curled just a little bit. “You’re not going to distract me that way.”
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n“Look, Sam,” I huffed, “it’s probably likely that whoever burgled my home and destroyed it did so in a fit of pique because there wasn’t much of anything worth stealing.”
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n“I disagree.”
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n“You plan on keeping me a prisoner here?”
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nHe gestured toward the entrance. “You can leave anytime. You just can’t get back in.”
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nI couldn’t leave Sly behind and he knew that.
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n“Besides, I’m driving you home tomorrow,” he added.
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n​“All right,” I relented with a huff. I really didn’t want to wait until returning to Ohio before buying another computer, but decided against arguing further. It wasn’t worth the hassle. Once Sam dropped me off in St. Paris, I’d borrow Dad’s car and head into Springfield or Urbana. 
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Applying today’s headlines to fiction

Fiction both reflects contemporary mores and pushes the envelope. It makes for an interesting dichotomy of self-contradiction and conflict. Part of that relational aspect of fiction incorporates building stories relevant to contemporary headlines.

Without getting into my personal opinions regarding the world’s response to COVID-19, I am already seeing book promotions in social media news feeds for pandemic-inspired novels. We’ve always had such novels. Science fiction romance commonly uses the trope of a lethal virus killing off most or all of a population’s females thus forcing the remaining males to either: 1) acquire biologically compatible females of other species/races to repopulate their numbers and/or 2) shift to polyandry. The latter caters especially to “reverse harem” romances.

Even more recently, we have riots and protests that drown concern over the pandemic. Again and without getting into my personal opinions, I will not be surprised to see novels inspired by racial injustice, revolution, civil unrest, etc. pop up in my in my news feed in the coming months. In the USA, novelists have incorporated such themes into their work since the American Revolution and the Civil War. Follow the hyperlink for the Schoolhouse Rock version of that bit of history.

The contemporary social behavior most often reflected in today’s romance is the one night stand, with and without the consequence of a “secret” baby. Many book blurbs entice readers with words like “after a night of passion.” Heroes are usually promiscuous and heroines match their bed-hopping ways. Centuries of cultural prudery revolt against the pervasive reliance upon casual sex, with or without consequences. Western civilization hasn’t been so lax in its standards for self-respect since the Roman Empire fell. Even then, casual intimacy for women was reserved for merry widows, neglected wives, and prostitutes. Men have always enjoyed a more permissive standard of behavior.

Past fiction, including fairy tales, featured young, virginal innocents, girls barely into womanhood who conformed to societal expectations and maintained their goodness and purity for the ultimate reward of a wealthy husband. Except for the “purity” part, romance hasn’t changed much and neither have our expectations. Social expectation conferred the handsome prince or wealthy nobleman upon the virtuous young woman as the ultimate reward or prize. Uphold the virtues society says are ideal and be rewarded with what society says is ideal. That reward is usually a powerful, wealthy husband.

In the modern age with democratic societies, landing a nobleman isn’t seen as quite the coup as it once was. However, I have noticed a recent trend in historical and Regency romances that handsome, wealthy, unwed dukes populate every corner. Occasionally, we must settle for an earl. Rarely do we find a lowly baron or just a plain mister anymore. That’s just not lofty enough to serve as romantic hero material.

As a genre, romance doesn’t really change all that much. We reward our heroines–ideal portrayals commensurate with expectations of contemporary society–with the traditional prize: powerful, affluent men.

We still expect our heroines to rise above the common run of humanity in goodness, if not in chastity. Aligning with today’s headlines, I expect to see even more heroines who tend to the sick, crusade for justice, develop vaccines, engage in interracial (or interspecies) relationships, and the like. Look to see more heroes and heroines as nurses, doctors, research scientists, law enforcement officers, lawyers, etc. in the coming months. I also expect to see more heroines as victims of disease and social unrest, because “woman in jeopardy” always makes for a good romance, especially when the hero is the one who rescues her.

Basing fictional stories on contemporary headlines isn’t original; it’s a marketing ploy designed to capitalize upon whatever’s currently attracting society’s attention. Whether the story stands the test of time depends upon how well it’s written and whether the issue itself resonates beyond our short attention spans.















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