THE STARLET SERIES by Carla J Hanna BLOG TOUR #StarletTour

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Titles: Starlet’s Man / Starlet’s Web / Starlet’s Run / Starlet’s Light
Series: The Starlet Series #0.5–#3
Author: Carla J. Hanna
Publication Dates: 2012-2014
Genre: Young Adult Romance
Series LinksGoodreads | Amazon
Synopsis–Starlet’s Man

Lights, Cameras, and Lies. High school student athlete, Manny Biro, is caught between the boy he should be and the man he wants to become.

Everyone around him accepts the Hollywood life. He doesn’t. Manny wants no part of acting. On the surface, his childhood best friends seem to have it all: money, power, success. Between the lines, they are all confused. Alan is a messed up want-to-be director focused on pushing scenes to their sexy potential. Beth is an athlete driven to escape from a dark past. Janet is Manny’s kid sister caught up in fashion and trends. And Marie is a lonely actress exhausted by the culture that makes everyone’s favorite stories.

What is the price of fame for all the characters? Conflicts and truths will unfold in this thought-provoking installment of Carla Hanna’s young adult Starlet Series, Starlet’s Man.


Synopsis–Starlet’s Web

Love. Lies. Acting. A novel about celebrity influence & teens in Hollywood. What makes a star shine? Humility empowers the spirit. Sometimes.

Discover the Starlet Series for new adult & college readers and uncover the life of a talented actress caught in Hollywood’s web of lies.

I’m actress Liana Marie Michael. I won an Oscar at 17 but whatever. Celebrity is what it is: marketing a product. I’m part of a tight-knit group. I keep to myself and don’t complain about my life. I’ve been happy until lately.

Evan dumping me leveled me. Matthew shocked me. I knew he couldn’t hurt me with my bodyguard so near, but his eyes…so I have trust issues. Dating super-hot Byron didn’t help clear the confusion either. I’m torn between going to church on Sunday and making a living from pop culture.

But experience builds perspective. My days of shutting up needed to end. First, I told Manuel. Then I told my mom. It turned out awesome until I learned the truth.

Now I’m screwed. Totally. Let’s face it: Hollywood’s web entangles everyone.

Synopsis–Starlet’s Run
Love. Intentions. Acting. Life is more complicated than a Hollywood story.Fictional actress Liana Marie Michael writes her second memoir, Starlet’s Run, as she suffers through the Five Stages of Grief. But when Lia’s scripts speak for her and drama becomes her life, can she find the strength to run her own lines and shape her new role?
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I’m actress Liana Marie Michael. Hollywood’s obsession with beauty made my actress-mother stay competitive. Athletes use steroids. Actors use plastic surgery and anti-aging drugs. So now I’m a physical mess inside, dealing with it, and starring in a major motion picture.Of course I can’t quit. I have brain surgery, feel alive at Grandma’s Montana ranch, go back to Hollywood and act. My boyfriend, Manuel, and I want to get married. Everyone has an opinion. I ignore the millions of naysayers until consequences turn dire.I believe that dwelling on pain is a waste of time. Indecision is exhausting. I want to write my own future. But I’m only eighteen years old.In a world where an actress is a product and everyone is a critic, can our young love survive? Should it?
Synopsis: Starlet’s Light

Love. Trust. Acting. Cancer survivor-actress gives up the fight until she sees the light. Liana Marie writes her third memoir as she struggles with trust and commitment and shapes the role she plays.

I’m actress Liana Marie Michael and am dying. In my last two memoirs, I show how I’m the ideal Hollywood product. In writing Starlet’s Web and Starlet’s Run, I realized that the drama in our stories affects the lies in our real lives. The thin, young ideal of beauty is as much of a lie as the plot twists and dialogue we create to hide our insecurities.

In this memoir, I make a mess of my love life while shooting a film in Great Britain. I dump Manuel for his own good. I love him with all my heart. So how could I not when he has a bright future? My dad visits and puts my past in perspective. I spend weekends in the hospital. I learn to rely on Franz, Evan and Amelie. Yes, I hook up with my Swiss billionaire-heir friend Pierre even though I miss Manuel every minute. But it all makes sense, especially since I am so done with acting.

We are all flies and spiders in a web of stories. If I live a more authentic life, can love prevail despite my many faults? Can truth alter Hollywood’s web?

Character Interview:
Thank you for featuring the Starlet Series on your blog! I’m so excited to share my memoirs with you: Starlet’s Web, Starlet’s Run, and Starlet’s Light. I wrote them in the hospital while I recovered from surgery. A spiritual counselor suggested I work through The Five Stages of Grief to help me find my own voice. I’ve been acting for so long that I didn’t even know how to use my own words to describe my feelings. Now, I no longer speak in scripts all the time. I write my own story and am excited about my future.You won an Oscar at 17. What was the role that you won it for?I play Muse in the feature film Muse Series, an immortal destined to
ignite the passions of revolutionary artists and leaders throughout time.
My Oscar for Best Actress in a Leading Role was for my characterization of a mixed-race black woman, aka Sally Hemings, in the controversial hit historical-fiction Jefferson’s Muse.Before you started dating Manuel, how did he fit into your life?Manuel has always been my best friend since we were in diapers. I don’t have many friends. People don’t know what to say to me on the street, and I don’t talk to strangers. I’ve only connected with Manuel. Everyone else thinks I talk like a fool, especially Manuel’s friend Beth. She and I were friends once but she didn’t like Kate, my former BFF. Kate was a great BFF who turned into total nightmare. I’m so grateful she and Manuel broke up so I could date him. I love him so much.How did you react to finding out you had cancer?I was so mad at my mom, Mommy Dearest squared. I threw-up and trembled at first. Then I thought about why she snuck me anti-aging drugs and just totally understood somehow. The pursuit for perfection in Hollywood is so intense. I was born into the mentality that I have to be sweet and nice and cute and sexy. If you’re not young and smooth, you can’t work. So I “get” my mom but I don’t like her. She’s said she’s sorry so many times. I know she is but I also don’t want to hear it. I want to forgive and forget, move on and heal. I also want to change Hollywood so that more kids don’t have to get cut up or take anti-aging drugs to compete. I see it like steroid use for athletes to be competitive. If the entertainment industry doesn’t stop pushing the Barbie body, every teen acting-hopeful
will do what they have to do to compete.

Assuming you had some time to travel when you were in Great Britain filming, did you get to tour around some of the country? Was there any particular place you liked best?

I did. The set was in Wales, outside of Newport. My nurse was from
Aberdare so I visited it with Pierre, Evan, and Amelie. We all loved it. I connected with Wales, appreciating the harsh working conditions of a coal-mining people in the setting of peaceful, rolling hills. I bought a t-shirt there of the Celtic knot and think it is a perfect reflection of how we are all interconnected. I liked London, too, but a piece of my heart stayed in Wales.

If you had the chance to do it all over again, what if anything would you do differently?

I’d stick up for myself. I did what I was told to do. I didn’t have a
backbone. When you’re an actor, you mold to the will of writers and your director. Since there is so much pressure, you deal by staying focused and playing a role. We call it compartmentalizing. But the truth is I succeeded because I was a wimp. Evan dumping me wiped me out. Kissing Byron after I had Manuel didn’t make any sense and tore at me daily. How could I be such a loser? It was different when I was sure I was going to die. I thought my actions were unselfish. But I learned from being in Wales and studying the Celtic knot that we are all tied to each other and need to be honest and accept that we can’t control our future. We have free will and have to choose an authentic path based on trust and the best intentions.

Thank you for stopping by today, Liana. I know the part of Wales you mentioned having been there myself. It truly is a beautiful part of the country.
Author Bio
Carla J. Hanna lived in Santa Monica, CA where her children played with the children of celebrities. She mingled with plenty of nannies and a few good celebrity moms. Her award winning books, The Starlet Series, include Starlet’s Man, Starlet’s Web, Starlet’s Run, & Starlet’s Light. Starlet’s End is scheduled to release September 2015, subject to change from publisher interest.
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#AtoZChallenge – Raccoon

The raccoon is a medium sized, North American mammal that can adapt readily to living conditions – whether in the wild or urban setting. This masked marauder is adept at getting lids off garbage cans and scavenging through the contents looking for tasty tidbits that we, humans, have tossed aside.

By Creator:Dave Menke [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
One of these furry bandits made the news this past week when it climbed up a construction crane in the city of Toronto. You can read about it at CTV news.

#AtoZChallenge – Quokka

The Quokka is a marsupial native to Southwestern Australia, particularly the islands off the coast. This little mammal is an herbivore and primarily nocturnal.

It has no fear of humans and will approach, however, it’s illegal for members of the public on Rottnest Island to handle the animals in any way. A$300 fine can be issued by the Rottnest Island Authority for doing so and prosecution of the offense can result in a fine of up to $2,000.

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#AtoZChallenge – Porcupine

The porcupine is a prickly mammal belonging to the rodent family. It eats leaves, herbs, twigs and green plants and in the winter, the North American variety will eat bark.

By Mattnad (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0 ( or GFDL (], via Wikimedia Commons
The porcupine doesn’t ‘throw’ its quills like once thought but they tend to brush off. Anyone who owns a dog that’s had an encounter with a porcupine knows that the quills are difficult to remove and depending on how deeply they’ve been embedded into your pet, veterinary intervention maybe required to remove them.

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#AtoZChallenge – Orangutan

The orangutan is an exclusively Asian ape. They are currently only found in the Borneo and Sumatra rainforests.

The reddish-brown orangutan spends most of its time in trees and primarily eats fruit but other things like vegetation, bark, honey, insects and bird eggs are consumed.


Orangutans are highly intelligent and one featured as Clint Eastwood’s sidekick “Clyde” in the movie Every Which Way But Loose.

#AtoZChallenge – Nilgai

The nilgai is the largest Asian Antelope. It’s found primarily in India although can also be found in southern Nepal and eastern Pakistan and is often spotted in scrub forest or farmland.

Mother and calves

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They avoid dense forests and prefer the plains and low shrubs eating grasses, leaves, buds and fruit.



#AtoZChallenge – Moose

Moose are the largest members of the deer family. These large herbivores eat shoots from trees, grass, nuts and aquatic plants.

Quite often during the winter, moose are drawn to the roads to like the salt that has been used to melt ice.

On a trip home from up north one summer, we decided to drive through Algonquin Park and are so glad we did. At one spot, the shoulder of the road was lined with cars so we knew there was an animal of some kind (moose, deer, bear) in the woods by the roadside. Parking the car, we ventured closer and there it was – a solitary young bull moose.

Young moose in Algonquin Park, Ontario, Canada


Young moose in Algonquin Park, Ontario, Canada

As people pushed toward it from behind, my husband and I moved in the direction is was going and I was rewarded with some fantastic pictures of the large animal. We watched it for a long time before it took any interest in us and slowly ambled off further into the woods.

#AtoZChallenge – Leopard

The leopard is one of the five “big cats”. It is native to Africa, the Middle East and South Asia. It looks like the jaguar but is smaller and has been mistaken by times for the cheetah.

JanErkamp at the English language Wikipedia [GFDL ( or CC-BY-SA-3.0 (], via Wikimedia Commons
Leopards feature in heraldry and are on many coats of arms and flags.

In the film, Bringing Up Baby, “Baby” was a pet leopard.



#AtoZChallenge – Koala

The koala is often referred to as a “koala bear” which is inaccurate. These marsupials are herbivores and native to Australia – primarily along the east coast.

Their diet consists almost completely of eucalyptus leaves, which also provides them with water.

Koalas sleep about 20 hours a day, leaving them 4 hours to forage for food and other physical activities.

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Check out this excerpt from #1 NY Times Bestselling Author Barbara Freethy’s first book in the Callaway family series… Then Read on for more information about this blog tour and all its great prizes!

Sara met the first firefighter as soon as his feet hit the sidewalk. “My father is trapped in the basement,” she said. “The door is off the laundry room by the kitchen. Aiden Callaway went to get him, but they haven’t come out yet.”

“Aiden?” the guy echoed.

She nodded, not really surprised that the firefighter seemed to know Aiden since so many of the Callaways worked in the department.

“Wait here,” he told her.

She crossed her arms in front of her waist as the firefighters entered the house. Everything would be okay, she told herself. Aiden was with her father, and they were both going to be fine.

Aiden must have seen the flames from next door and in typical Aiden fashion, he’d run straight into the house without waiting for backup. The Callaways had never been short on courage; sometimes on good sense, but not on guts. And Aiden didn’t just end up in trouble; he often went looking for it. At least, he had when he’d been younger.

It had been more than ten years since she’d seen the very attractive guy-next-door, who had been the object of the most intense crush she had ever had in her life. Aiden had been a bad boy and she’d been a very good girl. But one reckless night had taken their relationship to a new level. Then Aiden had brought it all crashing down.

Her gut clenched at the memory of what had been the best and worst night of her life. She’d put Aiden out of her mind for a long time, but now he was back, and so was she.

Only temporarily, she reminded herself. This wasn’t her home anymore and never would be.


She turned to see Lynda Callaway, Aiden’s stepmother, crossing the lawn at a brisk pace. A tall, willowy blonde, Lynda Callaway moved gracefully, like the dancer she’d once been.

“Are you all right, Sara? I couldn’t believe my eyes when I drove around the corner and saw the fire engines and the smoke. What happened? Where’s your father?”

“He’s inside. So is Aiden,” she added.

Lynda paled at that piece of news, her gaze flying to the house. “Aiden? Aiden’s here?”

“Yes. I guess he saw the smoke. He broke down the front door.” She glanced back at the house. Smoke was pouring through the front door, flames still visible through the windows in the dining room. What was taking them so long? “Aiden went to get my father. He fell down the basement stairs. I didn’t want to leave him, but I couldn’t move him.”

Lynda put a reassuring hand on her arm. “You did the right thing.”

“I think he broke his leg.”

“Your father is a strong man. He’ll come through this.

She’d always thought he was strong, but when she’d seen him on the floor, he’d looked surprisingly fragile and suddenly very human.

“How did the fire start?” Lynda asked.

“He was cooking. I distracted him when I showed up. We were upstairs arguing, and we didn’t smell the smoke right away. What is taking them so long?”

“They’ll want to be careful moving him,” Lynda said, putting her arm around Sara’s shoulders.

It had been a long time since Sara had felt such a motherly touch, and the emotion of it brought tears to her eyes. She’d been a strong, independent woman for a long time, but right now she felt like an uncertain girl who was really, really happy not to be alone.

They stood in quiet for a few moments, watching firefighters attack the fire from both inside and outside of the house. She saw two men up on the roof, using axes to make some sort of a vent. Their work was efficient and apparently done without any sense of fear. She’d been inside that heat, and she couldn’t imagine volunteering to go back in.

“How do they do it?” she muttered. “How do you do it, Lynda? The fire was so terrifying, so out of control, and it was only in the kitchen. How do you not worry every time your husband or sons leave the house?”

Lynda smiled. “I’ve had a lot of practice. I trust in my husband, my children, their fellow firefighters and their training. That gets me through.” She paused, her smile fading away, her gaze turning back toward the house. “I can’t believe Aiden is here. He’s been impossible to reach the last few weeks. I wasn’t sure when or if we’d see him again.”

“Really? Why?”

“He’s had some trouble in his life.”

“Isn’t that usually the case with Aiden?”

“This time is different.”

Before Lynda could explain, Aiden came out on the porch, carrying her father over his shoulders. They crossed the lawn and then, with the help of another firefighter, her dad was placed on the gurney and attended to by the waiting paramedics.

Sara moved as close as she could get, relieved to see that her father was awake and able to answer questions, but it was clear he was in a lot of pain. Once they had him stabilized on the stretcher, he was loaded into an ambulance.

“I’ll meet you at the hospital,” she told him.

“No, I need you to stay here, Sara. Keep an eye on my house.”

“I’ll take care of everything,” she promised. “Then I’ll come to see you.”

The ambulance doors closed. A moment later, he was on his way to the hospital.

“Do you need a ride?” Lynda asked her.

“Uh, no,” she said, trying to pull herself together. Everything was happening so fast her head was spinning. “I have a car. I’ll wait until the fire is out, and then I’ll go.”

“You’ve grown up into a beautiful, capable woman, Sara,” Lynda said with an approving gleam in her eyes. “Your mom would be proud.”

“I hope so. I still miss her.”

“So do I. And so does your father.”

“That’s not easy to believe.”

Lynda gave her a knowing look. “Your father is a difficult, complicated man. I’ve lived next door to him for twenty years, and I don’t feel like I know him any better now than when he first moved in. Since your mom died, he’s become even more reclusive.”

She nodded, her attention distracted by Aiden’s approach. Now that they were outside, she could see him more clearly. As his gaze met hers, she felt a familiar rush of adrenaline. He’d always had the ability to unsettle her, to make her feel off balance, dizzy, her heart beating too fast, her words getting choked in her throat. It was silly to feel that way now. Her teenage crush had ended long ago. She certainly didn’t intend to go back there.

Unfortunately, Aiden was still a very good-looking man, even with ash in his brown hair, sweat on his brow, a three-day growth of beard on his face and tired blue eyes. Add in the faded jeans with a rip at the knee and a T-shirt that clung to his broad chest and strong shoulders, and Aiden was still as hot and sexy as ever, maybe more so.

Sara drew in a breath, trying to dampen down her physical response. She could handle it now. She didn’t need to get all worked up about a man who had only once seen her as more than his sister’s best friend and the girl next door, and that one time had ended in regret on his part.

Fortunately, Lynda broke the awkward tension between them.

“Aiden,” Lynda said. “I can’t believe you’re home. Why didn’t you call me back?”

“I figured you’d see me soon enough.” He paused. “Are you okay, Sara?”

“I’m fine. Thank you for saving my father.”

He shrugged, as if what he had done had been of little consequence.

“I’ve been leaving messages for you for three weeks, Aiden,” Lynda said.

“I needed some time to clear my head,” he replied.

“Well, I’m glad you’re finally home. I’ve been so worried about you since—”

“I’m fine,” Aiden said, cutting Lynda off. “I’ll be over to the house in a minute.”

“All right,” Lynda said, obviously sensing that this wasn’t the time to grill her son. “Sara, please stop by later and let me know how your father is doing. In fact, come for dinner. We eat around seven, but any time you get back is fine. I’ll save you a plate.”

“That isn’t necessary.”

“You won’t be cooking in that kitchen tonight. Just come by,” Lynda insisted. “There’s always room for one more at our house.”

“Okay, thanks.”

With Lynda gone, she shifted her weight, crossing her arms, then uncrossing them, wishing that Aiden would stop looking at her with those incredible blue eyes.

“So, is the fire almost out?” she asked.

“Looks that way, but you won’t be able to go inside until the fire inspector signs off.”

“When do you think that will be?”

“Depends,” he said. “Could be an hour or more.”

“I’m lucky my dad lives right next door to firefighters. Although it doesn’t sound like you live at home anymore.”

“Not in a long time,” he said shortly, his gaze drifting toward his childhood home.

She stared at his profile. In his early thirties now, Aiden’s features had become better defined, his jaw stronger, his blue eyes harder and more cynical than she remembered.

His gaze returned to hers, and she couldn’t help wishing she looked a little better. She knew she was more attractive than she’d been in high school, because once she’d left her father’s house, she’d discovered makeup and hair products, short skirts and high heels. Unfortunately, she’d dressed herself down to visit her father, pulling her hair back in a knot and wearing gray slacks and a button-down blouse that did little to show off her shape. The fire had made her sweat, and she could feel her hair falling out of her bun, so it wasn’t her best moment.

Not that she cared, she reminded herself. There had been plenty of men in her life since high school, since Aiden. She was no longer his adoring fan.

She searched for something to say, something smart, witty, casual, but nothing seemed right. There had been a time in her life when she’d lived to catch a glimpse of Aiden, and another time when she’d hoped never to see him again, but now here he was, here they were, and she couldn’t think of a damn thing to say.

She tucked her hair behind her ear. “So…”

“So,” he echoed. “It’s been a long time.”

“Yes,” she agreed, feeling irritated with her awkwardness.

“How did you set the kitchen on fire?”

“I wasn’t the one who was cooking,” she said.

Aiden gave her a doubtful look. “You’re saying your father did that? Your father who lives by a rulebook and never ever takes a misstep? The man who can do no wrong and cannot tolerate failure in others?”

“Yes. Apparently, he is human,” she replied, not surprised that Aiden’s assessment of her dad was so spot on. He’d grown up next door, and her father had yelled at the Callaway boys on more than a few occasions.

“Are you living here now?” Aiden asked.

“No, just visiting. What about you?”

A shadow crossed his eyes. “I’m not sure of my plans.”

Before she could press for more information, one of the firefighters joined them. “Callaway? What are you doing here?”

“Helping out,” Aiden said shortly.

Something sparked between the two men, something intense and angry. Sara felt like she’d just landed back in the middle of another fire. Aiden had always had a million friends and he’d been a guy’s guy. To see someone who obviously hated his guts was surprising.

“Quite the hero. You always land on your feet, don’t you?” the other man sneered.

“If you say so,” Aiden said evenly.

Fury burned in the other man’s eyes a split second before he pulled back his arm and punched Aiden in the face.

Aiden stumbled backward, his hand flying to his right eye.

Sara gasped in surprise, startled by the unexpected attack. “What’s happening?” she asked, but no one was listening to her.

“That was for Kyle,” the man said. “And this—”

Before he could finish his statement, one of the other firefighters intervened, grabbing his pal’s arm. “That’s enough, Hawkins. Get in the truck.”

Hawkins looked like he wanted to argue, but after giving Aiden another scathing look he reluctantly followed orders.

“What just happened?” Sara asked.

Neither man seemed inclined to answer her. After exchanging a long look with Aiden, the firefighter gave her his attention. “The inspector just arrived. He’ll let you know the damage and when you can go inside.”

“Thanks,” she said.

The firefighter gave Aiden a hard look and then headed to the truck.

“Okay, what was that all about?” she asked Aiden.

He rubbed his rapidly swelling cheekbone. “Nothing.”

“That man didn’t hit you for nothing, Aiden. He said it was for Kyle. Was he talking about Kyle Dunne?”

“Leave it alone, Sara.”

“What happened to Kyle?”

Aiden’s jaw tightened. “He died, and it’s my fault.”

His blunt words shook her to the core. Kyle Dunne was the same age as Aiden. They’d been friends since kindergarten. Now he was dead? Why? How?

It was clear Aiden had no interest in giving her more details; he was already moving down the sidewalk.

“Aiden, wait,” she called, but he didn’t turn his head.

As he walked toward his truck, she noticed a limp in his stride. He’d suffered an injury of some sort. At the same time that Kyle had died?

Why would anyone blame Aiden for his best friend’s death? There was no way Aiden would have let Kyle die without trying to save him. Aiden was a born protector. She’d just witnessed him in action when he’d rescued her father, a man he didn’t even like. Aiden would have put his own life on the line for Kyle.

Memories of Aiden and Kyle together flashed through her mind. She could see them playing catch in the street until well after dark, hosting poker games in the room over the garage for all their high school friends, getting dressed up in suits for their senior prom. Kyle was dead? He’d always been so much fun, a joker and a prankster. Kyle and Aiden had caused a lot of trouble together, and they’d been closer than brothers. Aiden had to be reeling. No wonder there had been so much worry in Lynda’s eyes when she’d mentioned Aiden.

As Aiden pulled his bags out of his truck, she was torn between wanting to ask him more questions and wanting to put some distance between them.

He was the one guy she’d never been able to forget, the one guy who still haunted her dreams. The last thing she needed to do was talk to him. She had enough problems to deal with. She turned her back on Aiden and headed across the lawn to talk to the fire inspector.


#1 NY Times Bestselling Author Barbara Freethy talks writing, publishing, and finding balance, plus gives her advice for new authors… Check out what she has to say then Read on for more information about this blog tour and all its great prizes!

You’re an icon in—not just the indie publishing community—but the publishing community in general. Your success is something to which we all aspire. In your opinion, what has been the greatest contributing factor to the success of your novels?

There are so many factors that contribute to a successful writing career and it’s hard to say which ones are the most important, but I do believe that publishing frequently helps to build an audience and also momentum. I don’t write as quickly as some authors do or as slow as others; I think I’m somewhere in the middle. But I try to put out 3-4 books a year and I think that helps keep my books in front of the readers. I also write what I love to read. Sometimes that means my books are not part of the hot trend of the moment, but that’s okay. I think it’s a mistake to try to chase fads. They blow out as quickly as they blow in. And, finally, I look at writing as my career. I work hard at it. I spend a lot of vacations at my computer. But it’s a really rewarding career, so it’s all worth it!

When did you start writing your very first novel, and did it ever get published? How has the world of writing change since you started out?

I wrote my first book when I was pregnant with my second child, who is now a young adult. It was eventually published as a Silhouette romance titled Promise of Marriage under the pen name Kristina Logan. The writing world has gone completely upside down and spun around a dozen times since I wrote my first book, but it’s an amazing time to be a writer now. There are so many opportunities for writers to get their books to the reading public. I’m thrilled for the writers who are starting out now, whether they want to be traditionally published or publish themselves. There’s more work. There are more changes. But there are also many more opportunities.

Technology has brought many changes to the world of books, but readers continue to embrace new books, new formats, and—at the heart of every book—great stories. I don’t think great stories will ever go out of style.

What advice do you have for authors who are either aspiring to write their first book or are working overtime to try to get that book noticed?

For writers working on their first book, the most important thing you can do is write all the way to the end. Too many new writers get hung up in the middle or caught up in rewriting the beginning over and over again. To get over the hump, jump ahead in the story or just write something—anything—knowing you can fix it during the editing process. Until you write to the end, you don’t know what you don’t know. You have to experience the entire process of writing a novel. It takes dedication, determination and stamina to finish a book. But it’s hugely gratifying, and there’s no better experience than the actual writing.

For those writers who have published their first book and are working overtime to get it noticed, I would caution against spending all your time promoting that first book. What you really need to do is write the second book and then the third. You have to look at your writing as a career. More books will increase your audience faster than any amount of marketing you do. I urge an 80-20 split: 80% of your time should be spent writing and 20% on promotion.

Describe your writing process. Are you a plotter, a pantser, or something in between?

I am closer to being a pantser than a plotter, but I do always know at least the five main plot points of my story before I begin writing. But part of the fun for me as a writer is telling myself the story. I want to be inspired and surprised as I go along. It makes it more interesting to me. Of course, I would be able to write faster if I outlined, but it just isn’t the way my brain works. There’s no right way to write, just the right way for the individual author.

What was your reaction when you first found out you broke onto the New York Times and USA Today bestsellers’ lists? How did you celebrate?

Hitting #1 on the New York Times with my novel SUMMER SECRETS was an amazing moment, especially because it was my first self-published title. I celebrated with a lovely dinner out with my husband. What was even more astonishing was that the novel stayed on the NYT list for 5 weeks and since then I’ve had 19 more novels hit both USA Today and the New York Times. It never gets old!

How do you find balance between writing, publishing, and promoting your books and the rest of your life? Any tips for the rest of us?

I have no balance whatsoever at the moment! I do try to do something in the world of exercise—take a walk or play tennis at least 3-4 times a week. And I also try to refill the creative well by reading and watching movies and television. Inspiration comes from everywhere, sometimes a song on the radio, a person that walks by, a sign on the road… I think it’s important for writers to be out in the world, because all our experiences provide the fabric for our stories!

Congrats on your groundbreaking, new partnership with Ingram to get the paperback editions of the Callaways out to the world. What about this opportunity has you most excited?

I’m thrilled to be able to bring my bestselling digital titles into print and have the books sold at physical bookstores throughout the country. Partnering with Ingram Publisher Services has allowed me to use their national sales team and distribution system to sell my books into Target, Barnes and Noble, airport bookstores and supermarket chains. I know that some readers still love their print books, so I want my readers to be able to read my books in whatever format they prefer. Until very recently print has been under the control of large publishing houses, but now print readers will have an opportunity to get titles by an Indie author, and I think it’s a game changer for the publishing industry!


About the Callaway Blog Tour & All Its Great Prizes!

This is the week you finally meet the Callaways! Not only are they all over the web as part of their extraordinary blog tour, but they are also out and about in your neighborhood. That’s right; we’re celebrating the print launch with Ingram by throwing a party all over the world! Make sure to follow this tour closely for your chance to win gift cards, swag, autographed books, and other incredible prizes.

All the info you need to join the fun and enter to win amazing prizes is RIGHT HERE. Remember, winning is as easy as clicking a button or leaving a blog comment—easy to enter; easy to win!

To Win the Prizes:

  1. Purchase any of the Callaway novels by Barbara Freethy (optional)
  2. Enter the Rafflecopter contest on Novel Publicity (go here)
  3. Visit today’s featured social media event (that’s where the HUGE prizes are)

About The Callaways: The Callaways were born to serve and protect! In Barbara’s new connected family series, each of the eight siblings in this blended Irish-American family find love, mystery and adventure, often where they least expect it! Each book stands alone, but for the full enjoyment of the series, you might want to start at the beginning with On A Night Like This! Get the eBooks via AmazonBarnes & NobleiBooks, or Kobo.

EXCERPTAbout the Author: Barbara Freethy has been making up stories most of her life. Growing up in a neighborhood with only boys and a big brother who was usually trying to ditch her, she spent a lot of time reading. When she wasn’t reading, she was imagining her own books. After college and several years in the P.R. field, she decided to try her hand at a novel. Now Barbara is a #1 New York Times and USA Today bestselling author loved by readers all over the world. Her novels range from contemporary romance to romantic suspense and women’s fiction. Learn more on her websiteFacebook page, or in her Street Team.



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