LV’s Monday Meanderings… August 27, 2018

Happy Monday Readers! I’ve created this regular newsletter since beginning my newest day job to keep me engaged with you on a regular basis. This will provide a way for you to know what’s going on with me even though I’m not camping out on Social Media anymore. I’ve got exciting news to share with you this Monday. Hope you all have a fabulous week!

Writing, Writing, Writing!

There is an “M” word that most authors dislike more than any we encounter in this industry. That word, my dear friends, is Marketing. For most of us, writing is the easy part (present company excluded). Writing is easy for those who have a unique talent for crafting great prose, for writing riveting dialogue, and drafting plots that will make your toes curl. I only experience this phenomenon sometimes. Usually my writing style is more like giving birth. The story gestates in my head for a while, then I endure the labor pains of putting pen to paper, until a story is birthed months, sometimes years later. No, I am not as prolific as many of my author friends. Writing does not come easy for me (probably because I second-guess myself so much, but that my dear friends, is a story for another time). And, if writing doesn’t come easy for me, one can easily deduce that marketing is a nightmare.

I’ve been around for a while, and actually I emerged on the scene on the other side of the self-publishing bubble. I wish so many times I’d taken the opportunity to self-publish when so many of my peers did, but I didn’t (babies, life, and career happened), and in fact, I got in right around the time the bubble burst. Many friendships had already been formed, acquaintances made, cliques formed, bloggers had chosen their favorites, and most of these early alliances never allowed outsiders in. So, my marketing efforts were done very much through trial and error. The industry changes rapidly. Paradigms are always shifting, so each and every time when I’d finally figured out how to do something in marketing, inevitably that thing was transitioning, and I was never able to quite get it right.

There are many book marketing sites at writers disposal these days. Unfortunately, there are more that don’t work than do, and unless you have a friend or colleague who has used a site and can give you some feedback, it’s trail and error, my dear friends. And trial and error is okay if you have a marketing budget to speak of, but if you’re like me right now, you don’t even have a great budget, let alone a marketing one. I simply cannot afford to spend any money that won’t yield a return on investment, so I’ve been very picky lately. Or I’ve tried to be, and sometimes I still get it wrong. Which hurts my pocketbook so much, it takes weeks to recoup just the tiny bit of disposable income I could find to do marketing.

Recently, ladies and gentlemen, I submitted two of my books for a Bookbub. If you’re not familiar with Bookbub, you absolutely need to be. They are the premiere marketing site for books for authors, and the permiere site for readers looking to find new books. This is yet another marketing site I found out about later than I would have liked, but their return on investment has remained steady despite the shifting paradigms of the book industry. Most authors know that a Bookbub ad will yield dividends that it would take 15 or more author marketing venues to yield (and that is a conservative estimate). They are pricey as f#%k, but they get the job done.

I’m excited to tell you that out of the two books I submitted for a Bookbub, one of them was successful! So at the end of September, my book, The Venture Capitalist, Tristan’s point of view of Fifty Shades of Jungle Fever, will be featured on Bookbub, and I’m over the moon about it. So, stay tuned. I’ll make a big announcement when it gets closer to the time. In the meantime, if you’re not following me on Bookbub, I hope you will, because not only will they keep you apprised of my new books as they come out, they will share my book recommendations, and sales of my books and others, if we’re lucky enough to snag a Bookbub ad. So click on the Bookbub icon below and follow me there. You will be glad you did!

Speaking of writing, if you want to read any of my books while you’re waiting on my new stuff to publish, you can find all my books here, where most of them are $0.99: LV Lewis books!

Briar by Ripley Prosperina

My Review

I am part of the original Twilight Fandom, and I have a thing for Vampires. So sue me!

Anywho, I was quite taken by this Reverse Harem spin on the genre. Ripley Prosperina whose other RH books I’ve read really did her thing with this one! Move over J. R. Ward, Ripley Prosperina has created a quartet of Vampires that I love almost as much as your Black Dagger Brotherhood. Hudson, Valen, Sylvain and Marcus, Oh My Effing God! Listen, I guess I need to write a real review of this book, because, really that is the purpose of this venue. Right?

Okay, so Briar Hale is allergic to sunlight, or so she thinks. Her diagnosed condition is EPP (and I won’t even try to remember the medical term here). Whenever she allows any ultraviolet rays to touch her skin she blisters and burns. I’m talking serious second and third degree burns. In fact she’d probably die within a few minutes were she to remain exposed. She moves to Boston to attend Boston College for her Master’s Degree where she attends a symposium for one Dr. Hudson Nors who is the foremost authority on her condition. An accident reaching for a fallen glove causes her to be burned and Dr. Nors and his friend, Marcus come to her rescue. Unbeknownst to Briar they share a bond of brotherhood that she learns about later.

One by one, she meets the four brothers and early on doesn’t know about their connection until she gets lost in the city and decides to take a detour through a wooded area. When she is saved by Sylvain, one of the quartet, from a fate I don’t want to describe here, she befriends them each in turn, despite her rocky start with Dr. Nors (the reclusive and anti-social genius). Soon, Briar learns why Dr. Nors has been notoriously antisocial, and why Marcus, Sylvain, and Valen can’t seem to stay away from her.

As they each seek her out, she develops a caring for each of them she’s never known, since her condition has kept her from having even rudimentary friendships. Despite her early accident and brush with death, she’s determined to stay in Boston and finish the education she’s desired. The brothers become convinced she is fated to be theirs, but she isn’t privy to their feelings until a sinister and deadly threat from their past learns of their connection and his hellbound on removing the sickly girl from the equation.

The story ramps up from there. While Briar’s story is the first and contains all the world-building, it doesn’t detract from the story at all. And, because I knew this was a trilogy, I wasn’t befuddled or unhappy by the way this first story ended. You will be drawn in as I was by how well Ms. Prosperina drew these characters and Briar’s reaction to each of the brothers. Their back stories as are fascinating as the current conflict they find themselves in and I believe you will be as taken as I was by these Reverse-Harem Vampires in this series.

Check out their follow-up books below:

***Briar is Book 1 in the Midnight’s Crown series. A slow-burn reverse harem romance series***

Book 2, Shadow of Thorns

Book 3, Diadem of Blood & Bones


“Book marketing is like opening doors for your readers to find you, not a stick you hit them with.” – Heather Hart

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Fifty Shades of Jungle Fever and Exit Strategy

by L. V. Lewis

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Page Foundry





“Tell me again why you can’t stay?” Tristan says as we stand in front of the elevator.

“Because it’s just not a good idea. And I don’t have anything to wear.”

“Actually, you do,” he says. “Mrs. Naven found some things in the laundry after you left. Problem solved.” He takes both my hands and backs up into the sitting room.

“Tristan, we still have some things to sort out. Tonight was great, but I still don’t think I’m cut out to be your submissive.”

“Just my submissive?”

I drop my head. “No. Anyone’s.”

“You’re afraid you’ll have panic attacks again, aren’t you?”

I feel like I’m about to be swallowed up by the sincere blue eyes tracking and pinning mine so effectively I can’t look away. “Yes. And I’m no use to you if I can’t endure the scenes, particularly the occasional disciplinary consequences.”

“What if there was a way you could?” His finger traces a gentle path down my cheek.

“What do you mean?”

“Just what I said. If there was a way we could work around the panic attacks, would you come back? For good?”

“You mean until you perfect your exit strategy? That’s what you venture capitalists call it, don’t you?”

“Ah, someone’s been paying attention at our semiannual business meetings?”

“I have a rather exacting mentor who insists on being heard.”

“Asshole,” he says and pulls me close.

I place my hands on his chest in an effort to sustain some emotional equilibrium, but he doesn’t let me go. “I’m the one who’ll be ass-out when you lose confidence in your investment and decide it’s time to diversify your portfolio again.”

“I don’t think that’s going to happen anytime soon, Keisha.” He draws me closer, palming my hips, and I get his point. Pun intended. “I can’t seem to get enough of you.”

I slip out of his arms and put some space between us. “Chemistry has never been an issue for us, Tristan. I know your lifestyle is important to you, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep up.”

The truth is, I’m hopelessly in love with a man who hasn’t given me any indication that he will ever want a real relationship. Nothing has changed on that front. He still just wants just a Dominant/submissive relationship, which might enjoy a longevity his other arrangements haven’t had, but it will eventually end.

Can I really do this? I certainly don’t think I’ll become any less in love with him over time. Reentering a sexual relationship with Tristan now would be exceedingly counterproductive to the reasons I left in the first place, but I am hard-pressed to make myself walk away again.

Tristan moves so close behind me that I can feel the warmth of his skin, his breath wafting over my ear as he speaks. “We’ll take things slow—again.”

He runs a finger along my arm, and gooseflesh sprouts like ivy in its wake. I feel a pull toward him that can only be described as magnetic—my body eager to be reunited to his. Even though it could conceivably be more painful for me this time around, I’m not sure if leaving him again is within the realm of possibility. I can’t rationalize staying, but leaving becomes increasingly more difficult with each second I remain in his presence.

I turn to face him. “Slow isn’t necessarily going to keep the attacks at bay.” Or guard my heart if he decides he’s done with me.

“We’ll figure out a way to do that together.” He takes me into his arms again. “These three weeks have been … just please stay.”

I look into his eyes, and all I want to do at that moment is kiss him senseless. He may not have given me a declaration of love, but somehow I know this is as close as I’m going to get with a man like Tristan White. For now.

As an answer, I stand on my tiptoes, throw my arms around his neck, and kiss him with everything in me.

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L. V. Lewis is a married, mother of four who lives in South Georgia and works in the Florida Panhandle. A new author who decided stories like Fifty Shades of Grey needed a little more diversity and comedy, penned Fifty Shades of Jungle Fever as a parodied response to those wildly popular books from a woman of color. A voracious reader since kindergarten, Lewis loves nothing more than to curl up with a good book and a glass of wine. Now that Lewis has young adults who think they don’t need their parents anymore, she has taken up another time-draining career of writing. Her love for writing is only eclipsed by her love for her family.


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