Morgen Bailey posted her interview with me on her blog today.  It’s great timing with the book nearing completion.  Check out the interview here on Morgen’s blog….. http://wp.me/p18Ztn-3qQ and you can see more of her author interviews (yes, with authors OTHER than me!) on her new blog .. (http://morgensauthorinterviews.blogspot.co.uk).  Thank you again, Morgen, it was a blast!!!!

Just to keep everyone in the loop, the publication date for The House On Evermore Lane has been pushed back a bit.  I’ve been a wee bit slammed with work from my “other” company, PPD, with design work and setting up an ancilliary website (more about that later).  The long and short of it is, there are only so many hours in a day, and unfortunately, the book is what has caught the short end of the time stick recently.

But never fear… the manuscript is about 50-60% completed, and the remaining section is about 75% complete as a rough draft.  In order to launch the new PPD site, I’ve had to scale back my writing hours substantially, and this means the book won’t be available on Amazon until….. October 31, 2012.  That’s right, we’ve decided that the House On Evermore Lane will forever have it’s birthday on HALLOWEEN.  And, once you’ve read it, you’ll see that it’s a very fitting date.  After all, lots of interesting things happen on All Saint’s Eve…. especially in Mina Graves’ world!

I love to play dress up… with my computer, that is.  I change the backgrounds and icons on a very regular basis.  Today, I’m posting the new desktop that I am using as I work diligently to finish the last few scenes in The House  On Evermore Lane.  There are two sizes (as I have two monitors) and I’ll be expanding this section as we go with more desktops and a wider variety of sizes.

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ROM THE DIARY OF MINA GRAVES:

I think, that if something is going to happen in your life that will totally flip it and you inside out, you should get a little warning, not be allowed to sail blithely into it.  I mean, had I know than by the end of the day my house would be burned to the ground, the entire cast of the Big Bad would be chasing me and I would soon become the new Magnus of the local werewolf pack, well, at the very least I would have dressed differently.  And possibly hidden under my bed refusing to come out.

But here I am in Savannah, living in a magic house that won’t give me ice cream, with a talking cat and the ghost of a voodoo queen, on ‘sabbatical’ from my job.  I’ve just found out I’m not who I thought I was, and that the magic spell responsible for my memory loss is also what kept me alive and hidden from the Big Bad and my father… the ever-so-slightly-insane King of the Wild Hunt.

I’ve got a werewolf PI trying to keep me alive (when he’s not yelling at me), a vampiric lawyer who scares the heebie-jeebies out of me, and oh, yeah, did I mention that all those fairy tale creatures you’ve read about are REAL, and it seems like every last one of them is chasing the reward my father has out on my head — whether it’s attached to my body or not?

Can One Little Witch Take On The Big Bad... and Win?

This books is a rollicking adventure about a young witch whose been dropped (face-first, in her words) into a world she’s only ever dreamed about.  You’ll laugh, be scared and have courage every step of the way with her.  She’ll remind you that while not every heroine is a legendary fighter, invincible or immortal, it’s the ones who become real to you that you love the best.  Join myself, Mina, Toby, Bing and the rest of our cast as we face the Big Bad, and our nightmares.

The ebook will be available this summer on Amazon and through the Amazon lending library.  In addition, the paperback version will be available for order in the fall.

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Thank you for looking at my book.  I hope that you enjoy the story, and I am pleased to have you as a reader and a fan.  I am looking forward to meeting you, even if it’s only virtually.  Thank you for peeking into Mina’s world and mine.  Come back and visit often

I am so excited!  Yesterday I purchased my site name and webhosting for the Graves Grimoires!  Soon you’ll be able to see the blog, author information, ordering information and lots of other cool fun stuff at www.lolalyons.com.  (If you go there now, all you’ll see is a very-much-not-fun ‘root tree’).  Hopefully, by the end of the weekend, I’ll have a temporary site up until my fabulous and much loved web designer, Rachel Young of Big Cheese Marketing (check it out…. www.bigcheesemarketing.com) makes it pretty.  She’s way better at that than I am.

I’ll post more information as we go.  Now, I have to get back to writing… deadlines, deadlines, and Bing has thrown me a HUGE curveball with the information on the difference between the holy grail and the …. well, what they found…. he just doled out.

Bing is the latest entry in Mina Grave’s life.  He’s a dragon made entirely of stone, changed from a human knight centuries ago by a curse.  In another life, Bing had a different name.  He was a knight and rumor, along with his vaguely constructed memories, someone much more.


He saved Mina’s life when she was attacked by a hell hound in the graveyard, and he returned her home.  He is familiar with the other supes in the city, including Toby and Max, although he tends to keep to himself.  He loves to haunt the graveyards, where he’s been known to assume the stillness of a gravestone and the rooftops of the city to keep company with the gargoyles.

On being cursed….

It’s been an interesting life.  It was a lot worse when I was cursed and a prisoner.  I’ve had this form for so long now that I’m not sure I could go back to being human.  I was a human for less than fifty years; i’ve been a dragon for at least five centuries.  How do you go back to something like that?  And, if it’s not something I’d go back to, is it really a curse anymore… or did at some point it become a gift?

On Escaping…

There was a girl who helped me.  I don’t know who she was.  She was dirty and tattered and I assumed she was a servant.  I remember her because she was the only one who didn’t seem to either fear or hate me.  She never mocked me, never tried to hurt me, starve me, never treated me with the unkindness the other servants of the wizard did.  I cannot remember her face, her name, just barely a whisper of her.  She brought me a icon, a cross with two dragons fighting in the middle of it, a red one and a white one. She tied around my neck with a ribbon.

I was weak, exhausted, hurting.  I had no more strength than a kitten at that point.  The spells the wizard lay on me when he cursed me bound me hard.  I don’t know what she did to that icon, but once it was on me, I could see better, hear better, think better.  My strength started to return… and strength and power I had never had in human form came with it.  A dark roaring came with it, and the darkness and the sound covered up the next several years.  I know I escaped.  I came up on the site of the castle years later and, while it still stank of dark magic, it was leveled to the ground.  I assume I did that, as he never came after me.  I never saw her again.

On being a knight…..

It’s hard for people to understand what being a knight is, in your time.  We were a bit like your modern superheros.  We came to stop war, win battles, save people, set right wrongs.  And, like some of your superheros, there were those who were used to do bad things and those who twisted around until wrong was their right.

Some of us got a little out of hand and lost the definition of ‘wrong’ that we started with.  Some of us got tied up in the age hold human dramas of money, greed and power.  Some of us became instruments of destruction at the hands of others.

Of course, when I was a knight it wasn’t the ‘lonely, handsome, idealized, tortured-but-good knight’ that folks today picture.  We were dirty and sweaty.  We smelled like horses, smoke and old leather on our best days.  We slept on the ground, did hours of weapon work every day just to keep an edge, and ate when we could.  We rode into battles where the people we slew were not the people we fought but pawns, lines of defense placed between us and them with no thought for the humanity or sacredness of life.  Often knights themselves were nothing more than playing pieces on a board of strategy between rulers and those-who-would-rule.

On who he really is…

There’s so much I don’t remember.  It’s all very blurry, anything that happened before I woke up one day in this form, chained to the walls of a magical cell.   I can remember bits and pieces.  I remember the old man, and I know he was important in my life.  I remember the feel out outdoor life, sleeping by the fire, hearing the horses rumble to themselves.  But I don’t remember many specifics.

I wish I knew more about who I was, and what kind of knight I was.  Something in me says that I wasn’t cursed because I was a bad person, but because I threatened somebody.  I can remember some things.  I remember the old man, the magician.  I think I lived with him.  I know that, as ironic as this sounds, I slew dragons.  I can’t tell you that I didn’t also take the likes of men and women.  I can tell you that if I did, it was because I felt it was necessary or because I had no other choice.

On Toby…..

Max and I have a betting pool on how long that boy is going to live.

On Mina…..

Mina is much stronger than either Max or Toby give her credit for.  They are trying to help her and teach her what she needs to know, and I agree that’s important, but both of them tend to shelter her from knowledge and tell her only what they think she needs to know at the moment.  Once Mina comes into her full abilities… well, let’s just say I’m fairly certain both of those boys will come out of it with singed fur and a better understanding of a strong woman.  In fact, Mina reminds me in a way of the girl who helped me escape.  That girl gave me my freedom and my life.  I hope to return the favor by helping Mina.  Who knows, maybe she’s put a spell on even me.

The Full Moon Bar — A Howling Good Time From Sundown to Sunup — is a major landmark in Savannah’s supernatural community, in the werewolf pack, and (before very long) in Mina’s life.  Several pack members work in this establishment, which caters exclusively to the magical or supernatural community of Savannah and the surrounding areas.  It serves as bar, offices, meeting hall, hotel and apartment to many.  Toby’s office and apartment (which he shares with multiple other pack members) are both located on the floors above the bar.  Below the bar are meeting rooms, holding cells, a small medical facility, and sleeping rooms for those who can’t seem to get home before daylight.  The Dane family, the pack’s alpha family, own this property and several others in Savannah, Georgia and Knoxville.  Some of them are open to the public, and others just to supes.  Violent… er, Violetta… is a regular bartender at Full Moon.  They’ve discovered it’s safer to keep the bar (and sometimes the entire bar staff) between her and the paying customers, as she’s been a bit more tempermental that usual these days.  Guess having your wolf yanked out of you can make you a little touchy… but she’s a bartender par excellance, and nobody’s willing to give her up as long as they can stay out of arms reach.

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Happy Howling To You!

Lola