New Review Posted

Hey y'all please check out my new review for my latest creation, Her Smile.
http://redrosesforauthors.blogspot.com/2007/12/her-smile.html

Leave me comment and tell me what ya think..
Thanks so much,
Raven Starr

My latest Guilty Pleasure

Okay I know its crazy but I love the Tila Tequila show. I know that everyone has their own show. Thanks Flava Flav! And now New York, (who if she gets any bigger she might explode..lol)
But Tila, come on now what a show that is.

What a fun-tastic show. So I wanna know-----> Who saw Tila lastnight?
Who do you think is right her?
What do you think about the fight lastnight? Is Vanessa cute but crazy?
Let's chitchat about Tila, my latest guilty pleasure..

Come on, lets I wanna know....

Raven Starr

Contest Time

Since my new book Her Smile is live Im having a contest.
Goto my website www.freewebs.com/ravenstarr
read the excerpt, answer the questions then email me your answers. The contest is open till Saturday. I'll post the winner on Sunday. Good luck to all. If ya like what you read please make sure you stop by www.redrosepublishing.com to pick up a copy of Her Smile.

Thanks,
Raven Starr

Her Smile has a release DATE!

Wake up Y’all it's that time again.
Are you ready?
My new ebook, Her Smile will be going live on Thursday, November 1st.

Come and get your copy.
www.redrosepublishing.com.

There will also be a live chat on the website so come check me there.

Stop by say hi and maybe win a prize.

Excerpt to Her Smile by Raven Starr. Out Nov.1st

Kylie bit her lip and raised her sculpted eyebrows. “What are we doing here?”
“Come find out.” He opened the door and got out.
He waited for Kylie to join him on the other side of the car; he locked her arm around his and proceeded towards the entrance of Rock Woods Park.
“What are we doing here?” Kylie asked again reading the sign.
“I wanted to show you something.” Mark led her a little ways down the path. When he heard a gasp escape her lips, he knew she saw it. He unlocked his arm from hers and slowed his pace. He watched Kylie walked over the twisted, odd-looking, yet hauntingly beautiful tree. Gone was all the trash and debris, replaced by a small white picket fence surrounded the area and a gold sign in the ground. Kylie leaned closer to read the inscription. Our journey begins here. M.S. and K.S. forever.
He watched her as she tried to decipher the last part of the message.
“Our journey?” she asked turning to face.
“Yes, in this place you opened my eyes. So I couldn’t a more significant place than this.”
“This is all wonderful, it is Mark, but those are not my initials.”
“Well, we can fix that too.” Mark said kneeling on one knee in front of her.
“Oh my God,” Kylie clasped her hands over her mouth.
He reached into his pocket, produced a tiny black velvet box. He casually popped it open. “Kylie Thomson will you do me the ultimate honor of becoming my wife?”
Mark looked up into her eyes as tears flowed down her face.
“Oh Mark,” she whispered. “Yes, Oh my God, Yes!”
“Yes?” He sounded shocked.
“Yes,” she said with more confidence.
Mark stood up, took the three-carat canary yellow diamond ring with platinum setting out of the box, and slipped it on her finger. With the ring in its proper place, Mark picked up his new fiancée and swung her around. There was no feeling in the world, save probably the birth of his first child, that could top this moment.
“I love you, Kylie.”
“I love you too, Mark”
Their embrace rivaled the most the strongest union and shake the foundations of true love to its moral core. They stared into each other eyes, lost in the infinite bounds of their love.
Mark held her face. Kylie’s smile beamed up at him.
“I love your smile.”
The End

Monday Morning

It is Monday yet again and I'm checking in to see how everyone's
weekend was.
Mine?
Well, I'm trying not to catch a cold, but Im still feeling ichy blah
blah, yanno?

I took my kids out with our new puppy to the park and there my
daughter freaked me out by acting like her mentor Steve Irwin(God
rest his soul)
I am afraid of snakes. I mean over the summer time we went to an
animal expo and first the first time in my life I touched a snake and
even let the rangler put it around my neck. I did freak out! My
vision went completely white.

But yesterday my daughter and I saw this snake. I was the biggest
girl, screaming and whopping and hollering. hahahaa
But just like she saw on tv she grabbed a stick, used it to steady
the snake, then picked it up(holding its head)
Oh my goodness. Let's just say I was impressed to see this normally
girlie girl, who can't touch or handle raw meat, get down in the dirt
and catch this gardner snake.
Did I touch it?
***rubbing chin***

Yep, I did..

I was so proud of myself to be able to touch this wild snake. Its so
different from the first tame snake. I mean this thing was wiggling
and writhing around. eewww... But I touched it. Im getting over my
fears one step at a time.
What did you do?
I hope everyone had a wild weekend too

Happy Monday...
Raven Starr

My Latest Review

Hey everyone clink the link and check out my latest review for Fan-Tasy. http://redrosesfora uthors.blogspot. com/2007/ 10/fan-tasy. html

Leave me a message or comment. Tell me whatcha think.

Raven Starr

Google Thyself

All this bloody talk of folks googling themselves isn't what its cracked up to be. Yep, I feel prey to this and got broken by what I saw.Even though my book sold 99 copies on every site I have only ONE rating that is following me everywhere. POOR! That one rating reflects one person's opinion but it still hurts very much. Since I googled myself, I started questioning my work and myself.I know that I am my own worse critic. I know that NOT everyone who reads my books will like them. Its not the Poor rating as much as it is the ONLY rating, that troubles me.This is a hard business I know and I've only just begun.My friends have come out and shown me such support that it brought me literarly to tears. My publisher and editor both wrote to me and expressed how good my work is.But why then am I stuck in this rut? Who knows. Maybe its just writer's block. Every writer goes through this and I will break free and start back to work. But what are some of your thoughts on writer's block. What do you do to pass the time when you are blocked? Do you continue to write? Or just stop altogether?How do you take the negetive critcs?Let's work it out. Share your thoughts with me..Raven Starr

99 Copies Sold........

Hey all just wanted to share the good news with yall. Fan-Tasy. my first ebook has sold 99 copies!
I want to thank all you that bought a copy of my ebook. I want to thank all of the people who kept me writing and supported me. Thank you to all my friends and family around the world. I appreciate your support. Keep reading and I'll be sure to keep writing.

TGIF
Raven Starr

Poet of the Month

Hey Y'all Im gonna try something different. I'm gonna find some reallt passionate poets and post their work here for everyone to enjoy. My first poet is Angee. Her 1st book of poetry called, 'Inspired' is avaliable now. Enjoy some of Angee's passionate words."Intimacy Of A Kiss”The subtleties of your touchYour lips on mineThe gentle tenderness of your kissSoft, warm, wanting, needingYou arms encircle meDrawing me into your embrace, Your personal space you let me inI melt, feeling the heat as we meetAs one, our eyes lockI love the way you look at meAs one, your kiss can say moreThan a thousand of your words ever couldOne kiss can mean moreThan a quick touch ever shouldA kiss can mean many thingsHello, goodbye or until we meet againI’m sorry or I love youEven where you are kissed is importantNot just the lips or your intimate bitsA tip of the nose, a closed eye, a handThe hair on the crown of your headThe ultimate forehead kissEven that saysYou are my heartYou are my soulYou are my everythingI’m missing a beat from my heartEvery time I have to go awaySo give me a kiss that will lingerLeaving me anticipatingNeeding me to come home to youSo I can be complete once more.© 10th April 2007 Written by Angee Edgar All Rights Reserved.


“Stealing My Thunder”I won’t allow you to steal my thunderI won’t let you take my voiceI know I’ll be stronger for my trialEven when I didn’t ask for help I was shown I had another choice.You won’t steal my thunderYou won’t drag me around by the handI’ve found someone worthy of me – it’s meSo I no longer have to live with your demands.When you first started taking my thunderIt was little things like shouting and pulling my hairThen it got more serious, you drew blood and left bruisesYou stood above me laughing and mocking “Ha ha! Life’s so not fair!”When I let you steal my thunderI let you take my pride as you slept aroundI let you take me for a foolish foolI let you beat my spirit into the ground.As my thunder was continually erodedNo one near to me had a clueThey only thought this vivacious woman’s a little quieterIf only the whole truth they knew.When thunder is stolen it’s gradualSometimes friends and family might suspectBut an expert in denial and hiding the bruisesUltimately through fear he controlled the noose at my neck. When another whose thunder was stolenApproached me one day in the streetShe said so sincerely and deeply “I see you. It happened to me.”She gave me a card and said “Call if you want to meet.”I looked at the thunderbolt card she gave meA stranger I thought ‘Who the hell is she?’I didn’t know my family told her about meI put away the card not knowing she’d be the one to help set me free.I decided my thunder had to come backIt hit me as I looked in the mirror one dayI saw I was a shadow of my former selfIn this relationship I knew I didn’t want to stay.My thunder was not yours to be takenThe beatings and punishment I could take no moreI gathered the courage to make that callI asked for help and phone in hand slid crying to the floor. My thunder is under reconstructionAn ex gave me a lesson I needn’t have been taughtI’ve been helped through this awful time in my lifeTo my family and friends I’m grateful for their true love and support.As I heal I’m taking back my thunderEventually I’ll blossom again like a roseI’ve realise there’s life after spousal abuseIt will take time, how long? I trust God it’s only he that knows. © 22nd September 2007 Written by Angee Edgar All Rights Reserved

New blogspot!

Hey I gotta new place to blog. Im honored to be apart of One Kiss.http://foronekiss.blogspot.com/ A place where published authors blog, post, and have a great time promoting each other and ourselves. Come check me out. What would you do for One Kiss? Stop over and tell me.. Raven Starr

Fan-Tasy is.........

still climbing in up the Red Rose Bestsellers Charts.
It is now at number 4. Thank you to all the folks that stopped by the sites and picked up their copy. Please continue, spread the word. There is a new interracil author and her name is Raven Starr....

New vidoe added...

Hey all,Check out my new website and see the video for Fan-Tasy. Sign my guestbook to be entered in the contest to win free reads for me and upcoming YA writer Cheyenne-Skye
Check it out!
http://www.freewebs.com/ravenstarr/
Thanks a bunch,Raven Starr

Too Bad for you (Poetry Korner)

Its time to throw some poetry into the mix. I have to stay faithful to the art form that started my writing frenzy. So for all the folks who like to read my poetic work here's a little tid bit of some of my old school poetry. Enjoy...
Too Bad for You.

Too Bad for You.

To be you is a choice
Not a rule to be followed your jealous of a famous man
I find this very hard to swallow.
So here we are
Sadness seeping in
No talking. No arguing
No where to begin
So it's over before we start
What a shame we have to part.
Maybe this is best
You can find someone like the rest.
But for now I am done, Finished.
I am through
Too bad. Too bad for you

Check out my new website

Wow things are really moving and Im learning alot throughout this whole process. One thing I've learned is you have to have website. So please check out my new site.
http://www.freewebs.com/ravenstarr/

Sign my guest book and be entered a contest to win free reads once a month from me.
Thanks for all your support,
Raven Starr

Over 50 copies sold...

wow, over 50 copies of my new ebook Fan-Tasy have reached awaiting readers. Thank you all so much. I'm very happy about the release and how well the book is doing. Let's rock the boat. Spread the word. Raven Starr is coming. Please check out my new ebook and keep your eyes peeled for more ebooks. Check out Red Rose Publishing.. www.redrosepublishing.com Thank you all so much. Coming soon from Red Rose Going Home Again and Her Smile. Raven Starr

A new Contract!! Her Smile has a home...

YAY! With Fan-Tasy taking off I've been writing and submitting. I wrote a story called Her Smile and I'm happy to announace that Red Rose has picked it up! I was nervous about it, thinking I would have to scratch it and start over. The owner of RRP told me it was very well written and a wonderful story. I'm so happy! I'm still working on my bigger novel Twin Souls and another short story called The Pleasure Cruise. Stay tuned for more updates and snippets of the work to come. If you haven't picked up your copy of Fan-tasy stop by www.redrosepublishing.com/bookstore Fan-tasy isstill in the top 10 bestsellers list on Red Rose, let's keep it there. Happy Sunday, Raven Starr

Fan-Tasy is here and already

number 4 on the bestsellers list on The Red Rose Publishing site.
Let's keep it there or higher.
Make your Fan-Tasy come True Today!!
www.redrosepublishing.com

YAY!!!

Raven Starr

Fan-tasy has a release date!!!!

Hello everyone..
I am very proud to announce that Fan-tasy has a release date of September 6, 2007...
I am very very excited about the release. Check out Red Rose Publishing.....http://redrosepublishing.com/bookstore/

Fan-tasy first round of edits done.....

Oh wow, I wanted them, right? Yup. I kept checking my email everyday for the edits and when I got them. Oh wow. I finished thou I have to say Im pretty proud of myself. It the story had been over 20k I dont think I would have finished tonight. Well knows what the mind can do once the muse is on and kicking.
This whole experience has been a roller coater ride of up and downs. Everyday there is something new to learn. It's not easy. By NO means am I saying I could do this in sleep or blah blah. Nope this is no easy task my friend. I love it. I here at almost 2 in the morning, my work hours looming in my near future and I have the stamina of King Kong right now, yanno?
Ppfft... maybe I should go to bed.
I don't know, but I do know tomorrow is another filled with more lessons. I just hope my eyes and heart are open enough to see them
Good night and Good Morning,
Raven Starr

Vampire's Embrace excerpt.....

This room is huge. The cathedral ceiling was perfectly balanced between four ceiling to floor pillars. The pillars were made from some kind of stone. In the back of the room, two figures sat incased in a wavy translucent light. Kia walked towards them she heard creatures in the darkness scattering around her.
“Just keep your mind clear and stare straight at them. Don’t worry about the darkness.” Tristan whispered a warning to her. Kia exhaled slowly and focused her sight on the light, once they got close, a booming voice said,
“STOP!” Instantly, they both stopped.
“What is this, Tristan?” said the voice again. Kia wished that the voice wasn’t so loud, her ears were ringing as she concentrated on the creatures scattered in the void of darkness.
“She’s the hybrid of the prophecy.” Tristan said clearly.
“Oh, really?” another voice sounded in the distance.
“Yes.” Tristan replied
“Has it stared yet?” the more male sounding voice of the two said.
“Yes.” Tristan answered.
“Good.” Said the voices in unison.
It has stared, that is good. Now we must change her .We must change her. She must be a part of all; we must drain her, but slowly, to feast on her very tasty flesh. The damn Lycans have scarred her, but no matter she will taste good nonetheless .We must have it, it must be ours.
Holy shit, are they talking about eating my flesh?
No one is draining me! I gotta get the hell outta here
Quickly scanning her surroundings, she tried to work out plan of escape. Tristan saw her glancing around and knew that she was again tense. What the hell is she doing now? She worries too damn much
“Tristan, you have done a wonderful job. You may leave us now.”
Tristan smiled at Kia as if saying good-bye, but there was something in her eyes, screaming at him. As Tristan walked towards the door with a heavy feeling in his chest, he heard her voice screaming in his head,
They are going to FUCKING eat me!
As Tristan’s hand slowly turned the knob, he bowed his head contemplating his very destiny. He reached into his coat pulled out his Glock, and flipped off the safety lock.
“Get down!” he yelled moving swiftly towards her.

Fan-tasy Excerpt..Enjoy

A tingle of excitement ran down her spine. Star slipped in the cab and closed the door. The cab drove down the street only to blend in with all the other traffic.
Closer and closer the cab drove Star to her final destination. Her destiny. Her stomach churned and hummed with a sensation she hasn’t felt in a long time. Butterflies. I need a damn drink, she thought. Maybe she was obsessed, maybe these were delusions of crazed woman, the beginning of a new stalker.
“Just relax. What ever happens tonight happens.”
“We go home and live again tomorrow, yeah?” Kaylee joked.
“Yea you’re right. I need to relax. I need a drink.”
Just then the cab pulled up in front of the venue. Loud music filtered out onto the crowded street.
“Here ya go.” Star flashed a smile while she pulled out a ten dollar bill and handed it to the cabbie. “Keep it,” she smiled getting out of the cab.
“Thanks and have a good night,” the cabbie yelled back.

Yay, my personal goal is complete

What a lovely morning it is today. The lazy sunday sun drift heavenly over ahead. The love doves in my backyard sing a blessed song and rejoyce in the fact I have finished my latest story, Her Smile. Now after the tweaking and polishing I just have to it a good and loving home. My next mission is to work on Thieves in the Night and a new MS I've got bouncing about in my head.
Check out my Red Rose page and drop me aline. I will post a few excerpts today from Fan-tasy and maybe give ya a little of Her Smile.
Relax, love and enjoy, today is Sunday!
http://redrosep.ning.com/profile/RavenStarr

I've been tagged...

Here are the rules:1. You have to post these rules before you give the facts. 2. Players, you must list one fact that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of their middle name. If you don’t have a middle name, use the middle name you would have liked to have had. 3. When you are tagged you need to write your own blog post containing your own middle name game facts. 4. At the end of your blog post, you need to choose one person for each letter of your middle name to tag. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog. Shannon- S-I try to make everyone in my life feel special. H- I write as much as I can to hon the craft that has been given to me. A- I have three crazy yet totally awesome kids. N- with my work, college, and kids I feel like I Never get a chance to sink into my thoughts. N- oh no not another n..LOL O- I try to maintain an open heart and mind at all times. N- again well I okay Im stumped. That's just too many N's. LoL

Happy Saturday!!!!

How how wonderful it is to be Saturday. The birds are singing, the weather is cooling and I have a quiet house! LOL At least for a few hours. I have uploaded a poem called Save Yourself check it out. I will try to do so at least once a week for all my poetry buffs out there! As for my writing updat well I am currently working on a contemporary romance that I am hoping will be done today so I can start on a antho from Red Rose entitled Taken by a Sheihk. Each story will feature a romanctia/erotica theme about capture and a sheihk. Stay tuned for special sneek peak of that story coming soon. Fan-tasy is well in the works and Im waiting now for the edits to begin..lovely..lovely. No matter what I am plugging away bringing the poetry and mind swept romance that I can. Stay connected, stay posted and come back. Raven Starr

Save Yourself (Poetry Korner)

Save Yourself.

Save yourself from hell.
The burning wells,
that creeps into your brain.
Causing you to go insane.

Instead of drowning in sorrow and pain.
Try to love and refrain
let all your troubles
wash away with the rain.

Imagine- Poetry Korner

Imagine.

Imagine you were here.
And I could touch your face.
I can now imagine your strong but gentle embrace.
I have waited for so long,
to feel this strong.
To show you all the love I have inside.

Imagine there is a love.
Powerful like no other.
One where we are true
and good to one another.
Imagine how good that feeling will be.

Imagine that you could really love me.

Check out my New Red Rose Publishing Page!

Hey everyone come check out my Red Rose Publishing Page!
Leave me comment and tell me what ya think..
Raven Starr
http://redrosep.ning.com/profile/RavenStarr?viewAsOther=1

So much great news to tell...

Wow, it has been such a long long time and for that I must say Im greatly sorry for.
I got wrapped in myspace and other battles but Im back!
I have always kept up my writing and great news is that I have a paranormal book called Vampire's Embrace published by Tress Press and an e-book called, Fan-tasy published by Red Rose Publishing both coming out very soon. I am working on a few writing journeies right now and I am trying to manage all my pages. So please bear with me..
Check out my myspace.
www.myspace.com/dkraven

Stepping on the woman..(Poetry Korner)

Stepping on the woman
People think that the woman inside is hiding
That she only exist within them
They see what they want and ignore the rest
Strength is what is needed when dealing with a woman like me
I don’t play games and everything is not a sexual fantasy
I need a man in my life that doesn’t just say ‘hey man she will make a good wife’
Cuz been there and done that fuck that!
I wont go back
I am better that that, better than you and once this is over you can join the rest of the crew.
I have dreams and goals and just to let you know
I have a heart of gold but it does get cold when I am in a place I don’t need to be
Understanding goes a long way too bad not a lot of people can understand me.
Stepping on the woman is not goin well
You can not step on me without treading through hell
For I am human and I know what I like, Im running empty on men maybe I should date a dike. Hahahha laughter is good and this poem is better
I needed to get this out, your lucky its not a letter. It would long and over drawn but the same would be said
Don’t fucking steppin on me cuz when I hurt your feelings you’ll wish you were dead!
Don’t like the way I dance I never wanted to go out. Don’t like to get pissed or to scream or shout. Just wanted to see what you were all about. I am glad I know and believe your true soul shows.
Strength is what I need for I have dreams and goals. Don’t want someone that will hang on my folds. I don’t need a boy in my life someone I have to scold. Accept me for who I am, for who I will always be. And if you don’t like that then you don’t like me.
I am a woman, strong, black and not ghetto. I like sneakers and jeans not them stupid stilettos! I am a woman with a heart, but don’t piss me off cuz I can dismiss you like a stank ass fart!

Cry of the Empath (Poetry Korner)

lonely and ashamed
playing the same ole game
feeling the pressure of being unwanted
visions in my brain and always being haunted
fleeting feelings of happiness
growing out of feathery earthen nests of
dreary sadness sinking upon me
can not swim no longer have the will
heart that beats the sounds of defeat but my eyes still seek a vision that is unclear
year after year of giving of myself
is it worth it but I have no one else
plodding thru this life of mine
wondering when it is going to be my time
will it come or will I still have this feeling of being unwanted
constantly haunted by the demons in my head
visions of Christmas angels that I know are dead
happiness is something out of reach
since I can not feel it maybe I am just to teach
That shit is unfair for I have feelings too
Where is my hero? My rock? What am I to do?
Standing tall for everyone else but me
falling apart so endlessly
Strength is my weakness sensitivity my crutch
maybe I care alittle too much
I take pain from others who can not bear it. They give it over to me so willingly. But it is killing me,why cant they see.
I hate feeling this way the pain in my heart never truly goes away
music in my ears drowning out my eternal fears
wanted to be left alone but not really
Deserted by my family and even friends
but I am to smile until the end
shouting inside for my soul is torn
a light of happiness can be reborn
but the empath feels the weight of the world
A world not of my choosing a world full of pain
The cry of the empath
is the cry of the insane.

Pieces..(Poetry Korner)

Pieces
Pieces of me losing in you
I feel like the bottom of a homeless man’s shoe.
What will I do? Where will I go? Shit, I don’t know..
This weather blows cold and the days blend together.
Pieces blow through and but really fitting forever.
Pieces are misshapen to sharp or too blunt. Never trying finding the right fitting ones.
Scuffed, marked up pieces of me. Bleeding, crying begging to be free.
Can do I go through this alone?
Without the pieces that I needed to own?
For me to be completed for me to whole
To close this gaping wound in my soul
Pieces of you fit sometimes but not always is the reason for this rhyme.
Lost is translation without any explanation
Of where I can find those missing pieces of mine.