Angel Aflutter & Gabbie Speaks

Angel aflutter, my Big Cats ~ that's how the Kougar is feeling with the release of WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS on Wednesday, August 13 at Siren-BookStrand ~ http://bookstrand.com ~
Yay! Dancing on clouds...
Even though moi is still not feeling real health frisky...boohoo-mew. And is wondering how much she can realistically accomplish on the Siren-BookStrand loop as a party promo.
Some good news...the pickle the Kougar got herself into with Black Cat Beauty seems to be resolved with minimal damage...yahoo! and whew...swipes the kitty brow. And moi hopes, please O Bast, that her Halloween story will be available.
Gabbie speaks! Jami Davenport's Title Magic blog is outstanding. If you haven't given it a perusal, please slink and strut on over. Here's a peek...
"When writing from a horse’s POV, I had to decide whether to portray how a horse views the world or to give the horse human qualities. I chose to do a combination of both. My horses usually have horse goals, such as staying safe, looking for food, or finding the path of least resistance. Here’s a paragraph from a scene in The Gift Horse. Here’s a paragraph from a scene in The Gift Horse. Gabbie has just witnessed the hero (Carson) and heroine (Sam) in one of their many arguments:
Gabbie nickered after Carson as he strode out of the barn, his back stiff and his shoulders tight. The two humans had been battling for herd supremacy since they’d met. Sam needed some education. Any good lead mare would grab the offending horse by the scruff of his neck and give him a good shake, followed by a disciplinary nip to the butt. That kept the herd in line. Didn’t she understand that mares ruled the herd, not stallions?
The motives for such an argument were beyond her. They weren’t fighting over a prime piece of grazing area or a better spot under a shady tree or the first drink in a stream. Instead, it had something to do with those ribbons that humans seemed to find so valuable. Their pursuit of these ribbons mystified her. After all, you couldn’t eat the things. They didn’t scare away predators. They were too small to offer shelter. So who cared whether you got one or not to hang on your stall door or what color it was? It made as much sense as being asked to trot in endless circles that never went anywhere.
Humans. Gabbie snorted. Poor dumb creatures."
And, if you're an equine afficianado, Jami's books are for you! They are anyway...let me tell you. Hawt to the nth degree...
Available Now From Siren Publishing: Who's Been Sleeping in My Bed?
What happens when reformed bad boy Jake Reynolds discovers a racy Goldilocks sleeping in his bed on a dark and stormy night?
Reviews:
Goldilocks never had it this good. The characters are superbly written. Romance, suspense, and passion fill this book."—Review Your Book (4 Stars)
Fun, whimsical, and full of romance. I can’t wait to check out more books by Jami Davenport.--Fallen Angel Reviews (5 Angels)

Available Now From Siren Publishing: The Dance
What's a girl to do when her former fiancé declares that she's frigid? Take a jaunt on her wild side with the scruffy Puerto Rican next door?
Bio ~ Jami Davenport has been writing since she was old enough to know the alphabet. An advocate of happy endings, Jami writes sexy romance, sizzling suspense, and equestrian fiction. Jami lives on a small farm near Puget Sound with her husband, a former Green Beret turned plumber, a chocolate Lab with a tennis ball fetish, a prince disguised as an orange tabby cat, and an opinionated Hanoverian mare. In her spare time, Jami rides and shows her dressage horse and grows roses. An avid boater, Jami has spent countless hours in the San Juan Islands, the setting for her first two books.
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Kougar kisses from the clouds...

Faux Paw

Summer evening, my Big Cats, it was another mild day on the Kougar's tame prairie. And the sounds of summer are an incredible symphony. This is just for the Big Kitties, moi's Title Magic blog.

The Un-Magical Faux Paw ~ Baby Aru

Oh, the embarrassing shame of it all...*shakes head sadly at herself*. I missed him, Baby Aru peeking through the ‘S’ at the end of ‘Falls’ on my cover art for When a Good Angel Falls.
Bekki Lynn, Siren author of Psychic Hitch and A Last Glass of Wine, found my pup character with her blessedly sharp eyesight, and mentioned him on the Siren-BookStrand Loop.
Otherwise, I would still be blissfully gazing at my passionately embracing heroine and hero...at my hero’s black transparent cherub wings...and at the amazing font Jinger Heaston used for the title. Yes, blissfully gazing does describe it.
Take a look for yourself. You’ll see Baby Aru’s tiny dark eyes and his little black nose. My hero, Volcano, discovers the homeless pup while on an angelic mission to New York City. Rescuing him after a massive explosion, which Volcano’s sparks to save the city and stop another interfering angel, he brings the ‘baby’ back to Sedona, knowing the pup is just what she needs.
Honestly, when I began writing this story I had no plan for a pup character, or any specific animal character. I certainly had no idea Baby Aru would show up. It was one of those happy, happy writing surprises. There he was, the little guy, suddenly alive on my written page. And then, alive in Sedona’s arms.
I’d by lying if I didn’t admit a tear or two fell on my cheeks at that point in the story. Some of you know – try to keep writing while the tears are dripping on your keyboard, and you’re sniffling.
Yeah, sappy about my own story. And, you know what, it still gets to me.

Blurb: When a Good Angel Falls ~ Release date: August 13, 2008 ~ BookStrand.com
Winter Solstice, December 21, 2012 – The end of the Mayan Calendar
What happens when a world weary, worn out incarnated angel, Sedona, who believes she is merely human has three choices after her old van breaks down? Let the Nazerazzi squad of the North American Union capture her and force her into a FEMA concentration camp? Walk out into the Arizona night desert, let the wildlife have a good meal, with the hope her death will be quick? Or does Sedona trust the mysterious stranger suddenly before her? Handsome as sin and all in black, he emerges from the darkness astride a super-speed black motorcycle.
Is he her savior from the brutal hell of end times, or is he a roving cult member of the New World Order, hunting his next blood sacrifice?
Sent from heaven to help her save humanity, Zerr Dann knows the Divine is playing its last card on Earth.
Page Link ~ http://www.bookstrand.com/authors/savannakougar/wagaf.asp ~

Faux paw smooch from the Kougar...