USA Today bestselling author Jennifer L. Hart

This week's offering comes from my brand spanking new ebook, Stellar Timing . I love this story, my first place winner in the 2010 On the Far Side Contest, science fiction/ futuristic category. This snippet is the first encounter between my heroine, Ellie, and her space prince. If I've hooked you, feel free to click the cover to buy from Amazon for $2.99! Swea t and what appeared to be blood matted his hair into clumps and so much ash stuck in the shoulder length strands, the color was impossib le to decipher. More blood coated the plates of metal covering every inch of his giant frame. He removed his hand from her trembling lips. “What do you want?” Ellie whispered, more afraid than she’d ever been. “Sanctuary,” he rasped before those midnight eyes rolled back and he crashed at her feet.

In the interest of diversifying my writer portfolio, I have chosen to hop aboard the epublishing bandwagon. And what better project to use as a springboard than my 2010 On the Far Side Contest first place futuristic story, Stellar Timing. Let's see how much money really matters with ebooks. I haven't put a cent into this story. Literally, after winning the contest the FF&P chapter reimbursed my entry fee. The cover is my own design, and I uploaded the story to both Nook and Kindle all by my lonesome. Major credit goes to my critique partner, Saranna DeWylde, who invested quite a bit of time helping me spiff this baby up. So because I don't charge by the hour (anymore ;-) it's being listed at $ 2.99 For a 94 thousand word ebook, I doubt you will find a better value. From me the writer to you the consumer, ENJOY! On Sale now for Amazon Kindle and Coming Soon from Nook! When a man wearing blood-soaked armor begs her for sanctuary, Ellie McIntyre is sure her mind has ...

B ack to my foodie mystery, Country Fried City Gal. This is the first six sentence of the novel. Would greatly appreciate it if you would tell me whether or not you think it's a compelling start. Would you want to keep reading? “Come on, come on ,” My thumbs drummed impatiently against the leather covered steering wheel as I waited for the jerk driving in the mammoth SUV to accelerate to the fifty five mile per hour speed limit. Branches extended over the back road like gnarled fingers, reaching out to grab hold and squeeze the life out of me. Or maybe that was just my internal panic mode hitting DEFCON 2. With some effort, I refocused on the vehicle ahead of me. Apparently it wasn’t enough for the driver to cut me off at the city limits of Beaverton, N.C , but he also felt the need to meander along like a constipated mule. Skippy. Be sure to check out more stellar snippets at the six sentence Sunday blog!

You know how when you start down a path it seems like the right course of action, a quick fix for a small problem. But the solution leads to another problem. Then you go a little farther and a little farther until all of a sudden someone else is giving you the WTF were you thinking look? Welcome to the realm of the Laundry Hag. “Um, maybe I should take the shirt off first.” Leo shook his head. “This material has some spandex in it and it needs to be stretched the way it’s going to be worn or it won’t look right. Now hold still.” I held my breath while Leo carefully colored my boob. “Hey, Maggie, do you know the timer is….” Neil came to a full stop in the hallway, both in movement and in speech. Be sure to check out more Six Sentence Sunday Fun !