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All right all right spare me your snickers….I mean "on the inter webs," ya dirty minded freaks!
(which is why I love you and we get on so well).

Today I'm just trotting by the blog and dropping in a few tidbits and links where you can find various Liz-related goings-on along with some random funnies for your Friday enjoyment that have little or no relationship to how clever I am NOT feeling right now...

Also known as "Liz is brain dead and drooling from hard core revisions on Love Brewing, promotional blitzes and blogger/reviewer begging for Love Garage but I've got some sh*t out there you ought to check out."

1.  Get some treats and no tricks …. click here to enter a contest! 

2. I advise all authors at all stages of their career how to manage The Monster in this month's Pro Rookie column for the Savvy Authors Learning Center.

3. WIN A KINDLE FIRE AND SOME AMAZON DOUGH! Here's a link to my most recent newsletter with a freebie chapter from GOOD FAITH and the rafflecopter awesomeness.

4. If you are a blogger/reviewers and wanna dive into a new Liz book in ARC (Advanced Reading/Review Copy) ASAP….email me here.

5. Check out my awesome new site on the Independent Authors Network! It rox.

Headed into a stressful soccer wenchling weekend…State Cup semi finals up at Pontiac tomorrow at 1. Send Jaguar Winning Vibes all!


Welcome Liz fans and others!

Today I welcome Lauren Clark, author of the new book PIE GIRLS
She's gone and paired up some brews with pie (which, as you know if you are a good Liz Acolyte is my FAV DESERT EVER).

Without further ado…over to Lauren…and don't forget about the giveaway at the bottom of the post!

Though Searcy’s shop, Pie Girls, in Fairhope, Alabama, doesn’t currently serve wine or beer, it’s fun to think about cold drinks that meld well with a slice of sweet pastry.

Searcy’s pies are all made-from-scratch goodness, with fresh ingredients and tried and true recipes that go back several generations. At the end of Pie Girls, I included four of my grandmother’s fabulous pie recipes that I adored as a child and still love today. Before the novel’s release, I had a bake-fest weekend to decide which recipes would be included!

I’d love it if you gave all four recipes a whirl and paired them with one of these fun beverages.

Because I love fruit and sweet drinks, bottled yumminess from Abita Brewery in Covington, Louisiana is my hands-down favorite. They offer up a Strawberry Harvest Brew that is refreshing and delicious. I think it would go perfectly with Searcy’s Chess Pie!

Check out this description:

Real Louisiana strawberry juice is added after filtration resulting in a crisp lager with a sweet strawberry flavor, aroma and haze. It is wonderful with desserts or lighter fare such as salads and pastas. Fresh cheeses such as Burrata, chèvre, Crescenza, mozzarella or Teleme pair well with Strawberry Harvest. Abita Strawberry Harvest is a lager brewed with pilsner and wheat malts and Vanguard hops.

Here are a few other Deep South breweries that offer yummy choices:

Avondale Brewing Co., Birmingham, AL

TRY:  Peach Saison  (pair with Peach Pie, of course!)

Spring Street Saison is a Belgian style farmhouse ale. Our Saison is brewed with our proprietary house yeast, a 4 malt blend, traditional Slovenian hops and open fermentation. Our unique brewing process along with the combination of the finest ingredients creates a thirst quenching brew with no equal. True to style this unfiltered ale has a coppery golden color and rich malty backbone that creates a unique farmhouse brew with a subtle peach flavor.

Abita, Covington, LA

Try: Abita Pecan (Pair with Chocolate Pecan Pie!) or Strawberry Harvest (Pair with Chess Pie!) 

Sweetwater Brewing Company, Atlanta, Georgia

TRY:  Second Helping (Pair with super light and refreshing Lemon Sponge Pie!)

SweetWater is paying it forward and tag-teamed this IPA (brewed with juniper berries) with The Giving Kitchen – a local organization dedicated to helping folks from the hospitality industry who have hit a rough patch or experienced catastrophic emergencies. 100% of profits from the beer are donated right back to the amazing stuff The Giving Kitchen is doing.

Now it’s your turn! Any delicious brews you’ve tried lately? What do you think would go best with a slice of fresh blueberry pie or a helping of chocolate pecan pie?

Well, Lauren, you have come to the proper place for that question, speaking as the Official Beer Wench, brewery owner and author of brewery based novels, now haven't you?
Here is your Liz Pairing, based on the fact that I am not a huge fan of fruit flavors in my beer but am a giant fan of pie (and am a Kentucky Girl in my soul):
A huge slice of legit "Derby Pie" with a tulip glass of New Holland Dragon's Milk Imperial Stout.

Derby Pie contains pecans, chocolate chips and Kentucky bourbon (don't be fooled by imitations with caramel or walnuts or any other foolishness).

Dragon's Milk is a stout with strong roasty malt character, vanilla notes and extreme oakiness thanks to being aged in Kentucky bourbon barrels. Prepare yourself for a nap afterwards.

And read about The Pie Girls, grab your copy and remember, LOVE AN AUTHOR? LEAVE A REVIEW!


Princess, Southern belle, and spoiled-rotten social climber Searcy Roberts swore on a stack of Bibles she’d never return home to Fairhope, Alabama. After marrying her high school sweetheart and moving to Atlanta, Searcy embraces big-city life—Carrie Bradshaw style.

But now, Searcy has a teeny, tiny problem. Her husband’s had a mid-life crisis. He’s quit his job, cancelled her credit cards, and left her for another man.

Searcy returns to Fairhope, ready to lick her wounds. But when her mother falls ill, she’s is thrust into managing the family business—only to discover the beloved bakery is in danger of closing its doors forever.

Enlisting the help of the adorable bike store owner next door, an array of well-heeled customers, and her soon-to-be ex-husband, Searcy hatches the plan of the century to save Pie Girls.

Chapter 1

This cannot be happening.
This cannot be happening.
I steal a glance at the clock. Where is my husband? And my anniversary gift, for that matter. The robin's egg blue box, the crinkle of the white tissue paper. The gasp of surprise, well-practiced, when I lift the diamond-encrusted pendant from its nest.
Alton, always the gentleman, will insist on helping. He'll clear his throat, looking rather pleased with himself, stand up, and sweep my long blond hair off to one side. With flourish, he'll ever so carefully drape the platinum chain around my neck, plant a soft kiss on my bare shoulder, and ease the clasp into place.
When my eyes blink open, the room’s still empty. Alton, who's been on a business trip for a full week, promised he'd make it home for our anniversary. If he doesn't, he’s going to be in huge trouble.
I fold my arms across my chest and walk over to our huge picture window. Elegant skyscrapers glow in the dark night, windows twinkling white and gold. Below them, steady streams of traffic wrap like ribbons around the maze of interstate highway.
Away from the roadways, Atlanta is surprisingly lush and dense, with rolling hills and trees—beautiful magnolia, dogwoods, old Southern pines, and magnificent oaks. The expansive green space, well-manicured parks, and flower-lined sidewalks remind me a bit of home.

Buckhead—where I live—is a mecca for shoppers, visitors and businesses, with its upscale boutiques, restaurants, and hotels. Trendy bars, dance clubs, and bistros all come to life when the sun melts into the horizon. A place to see and be seen. It truly is the Beverly Hills of the South, as my friend Phillipa likes to call it.

I just bought my copy of this book and am looking forward to having Lauren back on the blog once I read and review it.

Here's more about Lauren:

Lauren Clark writes contemporary Southern novels sprinkled with sunshine, suspense, and secrets. A former TV news anchor, Lauren adores flavored coffee, local book stores, and anywhere she can stick her toes in the sand. Her big loves are her family, paying it forward, and true-blue friends.

She is the author of four award-winning novels, Dancing Naked in Dixie, Stay Tuned, Stardust Summer, and Pie Girls, as well as a short story, A Very Dixie Christmas, published in the Merry & Bright holiday collection. Lauren is a member of the Gulf Coast Writers Association and the Mobile Writers Guild. Check out her website at






cheers y'all,

To celebrate the release of Jessica Bell’s latest novel, WHITE LADY, she is giving away an e-copy (mobi, ePub, or PDF) to the first person to correctly guess the one true statement in the three statements below. To clarify, two statements are lies, and one is true:

Jessica Bell’s first pets were called Charlie and Socks, they were ...
a. goldfish
b. birds
c. cats

What do you think? Which one is true? Write your guess in the comments, along with your email address. Comments will close in 48 hours. If no-one guesses correctly within in 48 hours, comments will stay open until someone does.

Want more chances to win? You have until October 31 to visit all the blogs where Jessica will share a different set of true and false statements on each one. Remember, each blog is open to comments for 48 hours only from the time of posting.

If you win, you will be notified by email with instructions on how to download the book.

Click HERE to see the list of blogs.

*This novel contains coarse language, violence, and sexual themes.

​Sonia yearns for sharp objects and blood. But now that she’s rehabilitating herself as a “normal” mother and mathematics teacher, it’s time to stop dreaming about slicing people’s throats.

While being the wife of Melbourne’s leading drug lord and simultaneously dating his best mate is not ideal, she’s determined to make it work.

It does work. Until Mia, her lover’s daughter, starts exchanging saliva with her son, Mick. They plan to commit a crime behind Sonia’s back. It isn’t long before she finds out and gets involved to protect them.

But is protecting the kids really Sonia’s motive?

Click HERE to view the book trailer.
Click HERE for purchase links.

Jessica Bell, a thirty-something Australian-native contemporary fiction author, poet and singer/songwriter/guitarist, is the Publishing Editor of Vine Leaves Literary Journal and the director of the Homeric Writers’ Retreat & Workshop on the Greek island of Ithaca. She makes a living as a writer/editor for English Language Teaching Publishers worldwide, such as Pearson Education, HarperCollins, MacMillan Education, Education First and Cengage Learning.

Connect with Jessica online:

Website | Retreat & workshop | Blog | Vine Leaves Literary Journal | Facebook | Twitter

Brenda is giving away $100 (yeah I said that) gift card! Be sure and click the link at the end of the post!

A Matter of Grave Concern
by Brenda Novak



When Maximillian Wilder joins the notorious body snatchers known as the London Supply Company, the last thing on his mind is love. He’s worried about Madeline, his vanished half sister, who was last seen in the company of Jack Hurtsill, the gang’s conscienceless leader. Raiding graveyards, stealing corpses, and selling them to medical colleges as dissection material is dirty work, but he has to gain Jack’s trust. He’s determined to find out what happened to Madeline—and to bring Jack to justice if she was murdered for the coin her body could bring.

Beautiful, spirited Abigail Hale, daughter of the surgeon at Aldersgate School of Medicine, detests the challenging, hard-bargaining Max. But she must procure the necessary specimens if she is to save the college and her father’s career. She believes she is going to be successful—until Jack double-crosses her. Then she’s swept into a plot of danger and intrigue, one where Max must intervene and protect her, no matter the risk to his plan . . . or his heart.



It was a perfect specimen. Almost.

Abigail Hale took a steadying breath and stooped into the cool, dark alley to examine the bloodless gash on the cadaver’s high forehead. The injury was a minor flaw, really. Nothing to worry about, although she intended to use that imperfection to best advantage when haggling over price.

Straightening, she opened the door wide and motioned the five figures surrounding the body inside. “Quickly!”

Three men followed as two, their features distorted by the flickering light of her lamp, hefted the sack containing the corpse into her father’s office and dropped it with a thud as solid as though it contained nothing more than so many rocks.

Abigail squared her shoulders and crossed to the desk adjacent to her father’s. Although she had dealt with resurrection men during the last school year, thrice, she had never done business with this particular gang. The sheer number of them took her off guard. Usually a couple of gravediggers or sextons showed up, regular men who didn’t look nearly so unsavory.

Hoping to keep the “sack ’em up” men from seeing how badly her hands were shaking, she clasped them behind her back.

A behemoth of a man, marked with the smallpox and dressed all in black, stepped forward. “When I saw the name on your letter, I assumed we were dealin’ with the good surgeon himself,” he said with a thick Cockney accent. “So who the bloody hell are you?”

“Who I am doesn’t matter so long as you get paid. Am I correct, Mr.…Hurtsill?” She was guessing at his name. This was the first time she had ever met him, but he seemed in charge and had referenced her letter.

“This is some risky business we’ve got going here, little lady. I have to trust you and you have to trust me. And that means who you are matters more than you might think.”

Since he didn’t correct her, she assumed she had accurately identified him. “Fine. I am steward of the household accounts here, if you must know.”

He picked a piece of food out of his teeth. “The surgeon’s daughter, eh?”

Apparently, he knew more about the school than she had expected.

“Does your father know you’re doin’ this?” he asked.

If they didn’t get on with it, he would find out. And she couldn’t have that. “Time is money, Mr. Hurtsill. How—”

“Big Jack,” he interrupted.

“I’m sorry?

“Call me Big Jack.”

“Fine. Mr…er…Jack, then. How much do you want for…um…” Abigail nodded toward the sack.

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New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author Brenda Novak is the author of more than fifty books. A four-time Rita nominee, she has won many awards, including the National Reader’s Choice, the Bookseller’s Best, the Book Buyer’s Best, the Daphne, and the Holt Medallion. She also runs an annual on-line auction for diabetes research every May at (her youngest son has this disease). To date, she’s raised over $2 million. For more about Brenda, please visit

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