Interview with Christy Effinger


 Welcome Christy.

Tell us something about your new release.

Say Nothing of What You See, a paranormal New Adult story  is published by The Wild Rose Press on August 29. I’m so excited.

Say Nothing of What You See by Christy Effinger


When her aunt steps off a grain elevator into the emptiness of a prairie evening, Mira Piper loses her one protector. Chloe, her flighty mother, impulsively drags her daughter to Bramblewood, an isolated spiritualist retreat in northern Michigan, run by the enigmatic Dr. Virgil Simon.

Chloe plans to train as a medium but it’s Mira who discovers she can communicate with the dead. When her mother abandons her, Mira discovers a darker aspect to Bramblewood: the seemingly kind doctor has a sinister side and a strange control over his students.

Then one winter’s day Troy Farrington arrives, to fulfill his mother’s dying wish and deliver her letter to the doctor. But calamity strikes and he finds himself a captive, tended by a sympathetic Mira. Haunted by her dead aunt and desperate to escape Bramblewood, Mira makes a devil’s deal with Dr. Simon. But fulfillment comes with a steep cost…betrayal.


“You are absolutely stunning, Mira.”

I stole another glance in the mirror. The material was a rich, shimmery gold that fell from my shoulders in folds of liquid light. It looked like something a Greek goddess might wear. Oh, how I wished the girls from Amberville High School could see me in this dress!

“When you came here,” said Dr. Simon, “I had a vision of you like this. I looked at the girl before me, but I saw the woman you are now.”

“Thank you,” I murmured, gesturing toward the piles of clothes on my bed. “You’ve been so generous. I know you’ve spent a good deal of money on me—”

“Money means nothing,” he interrupted abruptly. “I have more than I could ever spend, more than I know what to do with. Don’t consider the cost.”

His tone was brusque, and I wondered if I had offended him.

But the next moment Dr. Simon smiled. “I think of you as my charity case. You were like a doll thrown out in the garbage. I simply rescued you from the trash, cleaned you up, and dressed you in something decent. But the beauty was present all along.” He touched my cheek. “Here.” Then he touched my forehead. “Here.” Then he touched my chest. “And here.”

I  knew he was referring to my heart, but even so, his hand on my chest made my face warm with discomfort.

“You blush so easily,” he laughed. “You’ll never be able hide anything, Mira, with such a transparent face.”

“That’s all right,” I said, taking a small step back. “I don’t have anything to hide.”

Buy links: Available for purchase August 29, 2014


Author Bio:  Christy Effinger’s poetry, fiction, and essays have appeared in various print and online publications. She lives near Indianapolis. Her website is

Author Links:








Raflecopter Giveaway


I am running a Rafflecopter giveaway through September 30, 2014. The prize is a $25 Amazon Gift Card. Here’s the code:


a Rafflecopter giveaway


GLuten-Free Blueberry Corn Muffins

A friend gave me this recipe and it’s delicious. Hope you enjoy it.

 Gluten-free Blueberry Corn Muffins

1 Box (15oz) Betty Crocker Gluten-Free yellow cake mix

½ c yellow cornmeal

¾ c water

½ c butter melted

2 tsp pure vanilla

3 eggs, beaten

2 tsp grated orange peel

1 ½ c fresh blueberries

1 tbsp sugar

Heat oven to 375 F. Place paper baking cups on each o f18 regular-size muffin cups.

In large bowl, mix cake mix, cornmeal, water, butter, vanilla, eggs and orange peel just until dry ingredients are moistened. Gently stir in blueberries. Spoon evenly into muffin cups, sprinkle with sugar.

Bake 15-20 minutes or until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean. Immediately remove from pan. Serve warm or cool.



Filling Up Your Creative Well


Daryl Stuermer

Have you ever felt tired, bored, or empty?

I do. Recently a lot.

I’ve been working very hard at work and very hard at my writing career and I’m feeling empty. So what to do to get my energy levels back up?

Yup, that’s how I refill my creative tank. I listen to WWOZ from New Orleans, and Jazz FM from Toronto. In the summer time we go to as many jazz festival as possible.

This weekend we’re going to Oakville for their annual jazz fest. There is nothing like live entertainment, fabulous food and good times to get me pumped up.

We enjoyed Subourbon Street traditional New Orleans jazz band, then Daryl Stuermer (an amazing guitarist who played with Genesis) and lastly but certainly not least Ginger St James and the Grinders who were fabulous rockabilly.

Today I wrote over 6,000 words so it really does pay off to take some time to refill your creative well.

What do you do to fill up your creative well?






Hello, my name is…


It occurred to me several days ago that everyone has a different way of greetings someone. There are the hellos, Good ____________, How are you? And so forth. It’s oddly amusing to me!

I find it interesting to watch someone’s introduction! I’m not really sure why…maybe I’m just insane, weird, confusing, odd, but I do know that one day when you have a chance you should watch it as well.

Some people just jump right into it!!!!! Someone says hello to them and they just start right off the bat! Ah! Life is interesting.

I’m always catching myself nowadays when I greet someone. I find myself changing according to my mood. When I’m happy, “Hey! How are ya?”, when I’m mad, “yeah?”, and when I’m sad, “hey…is there something you need?”

Greetings can tell you a lot about someone’s mood! Woah!

Well, that’s my little rant!

View original post