Robin Waldrop, Crest of the Blood Moon Virtual Book Tour and GIVEAWAY!

Hi, folks!

Please help me welcome author Robin P. Waldrop today to Murderby4! We are honored to be part of Robin's Virtual Book Tour, and look forward to seeing your comments on her guest post, below! A random winner will be pulled from the comments to receive an eBook copy of Robin's new book, Crest of the Blood Moon. 

Robin is an obsessive coffee drinker, unicorn enthusiast, batman devotee, video rock band guitarist, softball fan, rockin' grandma, voracious reader, and award winning author of YA/urban fantasy and suspense/thriller novels and short stories.

A TYPICAL DAY IN ROBIN’S WRITING LIFE

I’m lounging on the upper deck of a large cruise ship, little umbrella drink in my hand. Wearing my bikini and sunglasses, a constant cool breeze keeping me cool as I do nothing, but relax.

I hear the sound of a horn honking and it continues to grow louder. My eyes fly open, and it’s my lab barking to go out for his morning constitutional. Argh!

I look at the clock hanging on the bedroom wall. Five a.m., the same as every other morning. I roll out of bed and stretch. I could probably stretch a mile, but don’t because I’d have to walk all the way back.

After I let the dogs out—yes, I have four—I grab a shower, then head straight to the kitchen where I know my husband has a fresh pot of coffee waiting. He loves me, what can I say? I tiptoe around because my youngest daughter and granddaughter are still sleeping.

I watch the early morning news, then at six a.m. when my hubby leaves for work, I grab my laptop and coffee, then head to the front porch where I have a small card table set up. I live in the country so it’s quiet and serene, until the neighbor’s rooster starts crowing. Some mornings he starts crowing long before daylight. Those are the mornings I lie in bed and think about knocking him off his roost.

I rake back my wet tangles, take a deep breath and open my laptop. After I pull up the file I think, okay where was Genevieve when I last saw her? Ah, yes, I remember. I scroll back up the page a few paragraphs and read just to refresh my memory and get back in my YA frame of mind.

I usually write until around eight when my granddaughter, Ryleigh wakes. Then, it’s put my writing on hold so I can change and feed her. If her mom is off work, I let her sleep. We play for a bit, she eats a few dried Fruit Loops with me, and it’s nap time.

I get another hour to write—the phone rings. “What’s up?” It’s my oldest daughter. All my kids know I do most of my writing during the day, but especially early in the morning. While I’m on the phone with her, I keep glancing at my time ticking away on my laptop.

When I finally convince her to let me call her later, I fix another cup of coffee and sit back down. Only this time nothing happens. Come on, Genevieve. She doesn’t say a word. Instead, she scowls at me, arms folded and tapping her foot. You know how teens are. They think the world revolves around them. She’s punishing me for making her put her story on hold.

I ignore her and attempt a light copy edit—the phone rings again. “Hey, Mom.” It’s my next to youngest daughter. After watching even more of my time tick away. I convince her to call my oldest daughter where they can chat with each other.

I reheat my coffee and sit back down. Again. Are you over being mad, Genevieve? When she turns her back and stomps off into the dark recesses of my mind, I take it as a sure sign she’s angry. Please come back. I’ll turn my ringer off. I promise, no more phone interruptions.
After several minutes of coaxing, I finally get her to come back. Just as we are ready to pick back up, I hear the muffled sounds of Ryleigh crying.

I jump up and stick my head in the door. “Erin,” I yell. “Wake up and get Ryleigh. I really need to write today.”

After two more times of opening the front door and yelling at my youngest daughter to wake up, she finally does and the crying stops.

I sigh as I sit back down. Sorry, Genevieve. She is seething. You know how teens and young adults are. After all, you are one. DUH! We argue a few minutes, then get back to work. I get lost in my writing, then the next thing I know it’s early afternoon. Time to grab a bite to eat, start the laundry and start supper before getting on with the rest of my day.

Myths. Legends. Fairytales. For most people they are stories, but for one girl they are her history. Genevieve finds herself in a world she never knew existed. And she's not sure if she wants to be a part of it.






Genevieve Labreck is back with a score to settle. Her mom has been kidnapped by Zane, hybrid and all-around monster. Rumors fly that Gen’s mom is holed away in Prague, a city recognized by humans for its serene beauty and intense culture, but Gen and Will know something humans don’t. Prague is haunted by dark, evil forces.

Can Gen and Will save her mom, or will they be too late?

Some will live, others will fall. At what price do you walk away from those you love?

Inside a castle tower high in the mountains Genevieve is being held against her will. Can she escape her gilded cage and find the answers she seeks? As Genevieve's birthday nears, time is running out. Who can she trust?  Peter?  Dahlia? Or maybe a dark stranger Laszlo is holding in the dungeon? Mistakes are made...  The race is on to reach Alaska. To gather the Adlet Wolves and find William. Is Genevieve's and William's love enough to save them? Save their friends?  Laszlo is close and on the night of the Blood Moon plans are made for the All Hallow's Eve Ball... The Ceremony. The Sacrifice.  When the blood moon crests will Genevieve die?

Author Bio:

Obsessive coffee drinker, unicorn enthusiast, batman devotee, video rock band guitarist, softball fan, rockin grandma, voracious reader, and award winning author of YA/urban fantasy and suspense/thriller novels and short stories.

WRITING ADVICE, ROBIN STYLE

copyright 2012, Robin P. Waldrop

"Write like the wind, edit like an architect." That is what a dear friend, mentor, and great author, Aaron P. Lazar once told me.

As a child, I read anything I could get my hands on and I loved writing and telling stories. But as I grew older, I found less and less time to read or write. I missed these activities, but I was busy raising my children and attending to other responsibilities.

After I grew older, writing became less of a priority, and was subsequently put on the back burner for many years while I raised a family. As my children grew to adolescents, I once again found time to read and I even started penning short stories.

One cozy winter day, my teens were at school and I became consumed by the urge to read. I picked up a book a friend had given me, poured a cup of coffee, and snuck away to my little corner. Disappointment quickly set in when it became apparent I could not even get through the first chapter. I grew completely frustrated and closed the book. I had no idea what the plot was supposed to be, and the writing was horrible. The author had mixed tenses, and in one loooooooong paragraph, the author changed POV’s three times. I had no idea which character was speaking at any given point. I didn’t know much about the technical side of writing at the time, but I knew enough to understand the book was fatally flawed.

Determined not to let anything get the best of me, I waited a few days and picked up the book again. After thirty minutes of reading ad re-reading, I slung the book across the room. My husband asked me what was wrong. I told him about the writing and how even I could write better than that garbage. Evidently, he took me seriously. He calmly asked what I was waiting for. I just laughed, and told him I was not a writer anymore. However, that day he planted a seed, and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to try it.

Eventually, I sat down at the computer, and started writing what I loved to read—FBI suspense/thrillers. I admit, it took a few minutes to get the creative juices flowing, but once I did, the pages started filling up.

After a few days, it all suddenly came to a screeching halt when I realized I did not have a clue about the technical side of an FBI agent’s career. I had not done an outline, or character sheets, or research, or anything. (Mistake #1) Readers tend to frown when the book they're reading does not seem realistic, even though it is fiction.

Again, my husband said, “Get on the Internet. I know you know how to do that. You’re on it all the time.” After giving him the evil eye, I went to work. It did not go well, to say the least. I was lost in this huge mass of information, and did not know whose advice to follow.

I decided to search for authors who wrote in my same genre. From there I looked at their work and biographies, and I contacted the ones who seemed to have the most in common with me. I told them I was new, and asked for advice, and to my surprise, several were happy to oblige.

I continued writing, and as soon as I finished the manuscript, I started querying agents. (mistake #2) I had been so anxious to be the next great author, I did not take the time to edit my novel. It was so full of grammatical errors no one would touch it. I queried more than sixty agents and all of them ended with rejections.

I was about to give up (mistake #3), until I met a great friend, John Francis, also a writer, and he suggested I write some short stories and offer them for free on various sites to get my name out there. I joined several writers’ sites, met more great people, and began implementing what I had learned. The next thing I knew, I had a blog, a mentor, beta readers, an editor, and almost two thousand new friends on facebook.

I know, I know, you are asking yourself what does all of this has to do with me? In short, this is what I have learned.

First: you need to figure out what kind of writer you want to be, and then you must do research on the subject, and lots of it, before you even think about starting your novel.

Second: you have to figure out who your characters are and develop them, because if you do not, you will end up with a poorly written book.

Third: make time every single day to write. Whether it is thirty minutes, an hour, or five hours. It is not as important what you write, but the fact that you write something every day. The only way to become a better writer is to write.

The fourth and final thing is always finish what you start. There is no better feeling in the world than when you type those final two words…the end.

Oh, and I also want to add; when you become successful—and you will as long as you never give up—please don’t ever forget what is was like when you were a newbie. You will meet people along your journey who will remind you of where you were at one time or another. Take time to help them in some way, even if it is only to give them a little advice. Remember, writing is all about enlightening or entertaining the world, it is not about how much money you can make.

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Robin Waldrop is a wife, mother, grandmother, business owner, and author of YA/Urban Fantasy paranormal novels. TIES TO THE BLOOD MOON is book 1 in her series and is available on all digital sites, and also print and audio as well. SHADOW OF THE BLOOD MOON is her current release and the second book in the BLOOD MOON series. 

You can read her reviews on Goodreads, Amazon, Smashwords, and B&N.

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Genevieve Labreck is back with a score to settle. Her mom has been kidnapped by Zane, hybrid and all-around monster. Rumors fly that Gen’s mom is holed away in Prague, a city recognized by humans for its serene beauty and intense culture, but Gen and Will know something humans don’t. Prague is haunted by dark, evil forces.

Can Gen and Will save her mom, or will they be too late?

Some will live, others will fall. At what price do you walk away from those you love?

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Buy Links:

Amazon: http://amzn.to/OO4TGz

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