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About lynnchantale

Lynn Chantale resides in southeastern Michigan. Celebrating twenty plus years of marriage, she is determined to enjoy all that life has to offer. She has a mad affinity for milk chocolate, preferably Dove chocolate truffles or the caramel-filled squares (Godiva is acceptable), and plays the bass guitar when the Muse begs for a bit of distraction. She’s a multi-published author in ebooks and has recently stepped into the self-publishing world. So far both experiences have been rewarding.

Oops…I Didn’t Mean to Do That

OMG! I had testing for the second stripe on my purple belt in Karate. Epic FAIL! Lemme tell you why. Two and a half hour car ride to Central Michigan University where we met five black belts for the very first time. One of them is the founder of the club. You know the person you read about in the handbook. Our group, there’s four of us, was called first to test.

I got so flustered at the beginning of the test I messed up a series of combinations blocks that I KNOW how to do. Then messed up on the fix for a turn. It was horrible. Our instructor, who also knows we know this stuff was totally confused and like WTF! After that total brain bomb and yes it was a collective screw up the rest of the testing went pretty good.

I gained some good feedback from the blackbelts. And all of them told my instructor to start working with me on how to use my cane as a weapon. How cool is that? So after results this past Monday. Yes. I passed. Whew! I truly believed I’d failed that test, but there’s a lot of work we need to do before the next test, which is a color change to green. I’m not afraid of putting in the work. I love Karate and after seeing what those green belts can do. I’m ready to kick some butt!

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Desires

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Let it Snow!

Oh the weather outside is frightful and the weather is predicting more cold, but drier weather. I survived Thanksgiving and Black Friday. Did anyone do any shopping yesterday? I didn’t. I did get out the house, but no real shopping. I’m not a big fan of forcing my way though crowds, shopping online is where it’s really at for me.

Aside from the weather, I’m very excited about my writing. I didn’t do NaNo this year, but I have been able to get lots of words on the page. The characters are talking again and when I do find the time to write the words just flow. Well I’m off to find some good deals.

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Desire.

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Monday Afterthoughts

After another long and busy weekend I’m just wore out. I didn’t get a chance to put any words on the page for NaNoWriMo. I’m hoping to get a few down today. It won’t make up for the time i was away, but writing a little bit everyday has been awesome. My oldest celebrated his 21st birthday Saturday and we had a good time watching his friends buy him shots. Even in the midst of his partying he made sure his friends had rides home from the bar and since I don’t drive he made sure he had a ride home from the bar as well. Can’t get anymore responsible than that. :-) Then he was up bright and early the following day playing video games. The rest of us were still hugging the sheets.

So back to this NaNo thing. I know you’ve seen posts and blogs about it. I need to go and sign up again. Of course it’s not too late to join. Little by little my mind has been focused on what I need to write next and that’s such a plus. I’m stuck at a love scene at the moment and hope to rectify that today. So have a great day. And to those doing NaNo…Happy Writing.

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Desires

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Where to Now?

Whenever I go out of town I always get some great ideas and usually have a chance to write. That didn’t happen this time. Which is okay, but I also took a day to recuperate and the voices started chattering in my head. I’ve had a lot to think about over the last several months concerning my writing career.

Disillusionment with some e-publishers has sparked a lot of dissatisfaction, and I really had to take a step back to find out what it was that I needed to do. There was only one visible or even viable answer for me; to step out on my own and do what so many others have done before me. Yes, self-publish my precious stories.

Being an indie author isn’t easy. The burden of the publishing process will fall entirely on my shoulders, but I know I’m up for the task. I know what to do and am anticipating a more regular production schedule. Now I just need to practice that discipline I used to have for keeping my butt in the chair. :-)

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Desires

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Things That Go Bump

This is the month of Halloween here in the United States. One of the things I recall from childhood was watching scary movies with my family. I still can’t figure out what my parents were thinking subjecting us to the likes of Poltergeist, Amityville Horror, Chucky, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Christine and other movies of the mid to late 80’s early 90’s.

With all those crazy movies, no wonder I had to see if I could write a scary story of my own. Remember all those things that would scare you? The feeling of another presence? Maybe something moved from one room to the next and you know you’re the only one home? Maybe catching a glimpse of something insubstantial from the corner of your eye?

Yeah. That’s what I used for A Perfect Getaway. Who wouldn’t love a romantic getaway at a private lake?

Blurb:

Hoping to rekindle the sizzle in their marriage, Harmony Evans plans a romantic getaway. A secluded cabin at Juniper Lake resort is the perfect place to seduce his wife and if he can get in a little ghost hunting, even better.

Jade is more than happy to spend the weekend getting reacquainted with Harmony, without the ghosts, but when their cabin appears haunted and the spectral inhabitant shoves their belongings to the door, she figures it’s time to leave.

No one told them Juniper Lake had a sordid past complete with a serial killer and its own host of earthbound spirits. When the other guests begin to die, the best they can hope for is to survive the night. With a sadistic killer on the loose and bodies piling up, romance will take a backseat to murder.

Excerpt:

The hairs at the nape of her neck lifted and Jade paused in chopping the stalk of celery for soup. She had the sensation of someone standing behind her. Breath, warm and a little wet, fluttered her hair.

Floorboards creaked and something brushed her shoulder. She gripped the knife handle tighter and whirled, brandishing the blade in front of her.

Nothing.

Her heart raced and she sucked in a breath to steady her rapid pulse. She scanned the room. Nothing was in the area that she could see, but she felt something.

She’d have dismissed her feelings as ridiculous if strange things didn’t keep happening. Like this morning, her bathrobe had been draped at the foot of her bed, but she found the garment hanging neatly in the closet along with her husband’s and he hadn’t placed it there.

Crash!

She jumped. Someone was in the cabin with her. Her hands shook.

“Harmony?” Maybe he was playing a little trick on her. He knew she didn’t care for his hobby of ghost hunting, which was one reason they were in this little cabin tucked in the woods. The other reason was so they could spend time together. And he was off fishing or chasing a rabbit in the forest, while she was being…haunted.

With knife in hand she checked every room of the cabin, which didn’t take long. The cabin had open architecture, the living room flowed into the dining room and kitchen so she could stand in the living room and look into both rooms. The bedroom door stood open and if she leaned just so she could see into the bathroom. Nothing.

So why did she get the impression that someone was watching her?

She peered out the corner of her eye, hoping to catch a glimpse of what wasn’t there. A flash of light. She whipped her head to the left. Nothing.

Snap. Thud. Fingers swept down the side of her cheek while muted laughter wafted through the air.

“This isn’t funny,” she said to the empty room.

Metal scraped against metal. She hit the light switch, plunging the room in darkness. Jade fastened her gaze on the doorknob and clutched the butcher knife to her chest. She backed away, feeling for the wall with her free hand. If she had to, she could jump out the bathroom window.

A rumble of thunder rolled overhead. And that was another thing, their romantic weekend was turning into a soggy nightmare. She just wanted to go home and leave this place to its spectral inhabitants, if it was indeed haunted.

Wind shook the windows, rattling the glass in the panes. She tensed and bit back a shriek as her back brushed the wall. The fibers of the roughhewn walls grabbed at her shirt in an attempt to hold her in place. Damn Harmony and his quest to find the supernatural. Now would be the perfect time for him to be around to tell her there was no such thing as spooks.

Click clack. Her heart thudded against her ribs so loud she feared it would jump from her chest. This wasn’t the romantic weekend her husband promised her and now he wasn’t even here. Cursing the day Harmony ever brought her to this hellhole, she flexed her fingers.

The door wobbled. She sucked in a breath. Hinges creaked. Her back hit the wall.

Sweat slicked her palms. A shadow fell across the threshold.

She raised the knife.

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Monday and Change

Experienced some technical difficulties this morning while trying to upload my post. Not sure why the page wouldn’t load, but oh well.

The leaves are slowly changing colors, children are back in school and one day the weather will make up its mind as to whether it wants to be hot or cold. In the meantime change is coming.

This is my middle son’s senior year, while my youngest enjoys all the rigors of marching band. I’m one of those odd parents who actually enjoys spending time with her children. They’re pretty intelligent and goofy. (No idea where they get that goofiness from) Also they’ve got some pretty quick wit too, but change is coming.

Big changes are coming. So stay tuned and when I can spill the beans I’ll let you know.

 

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Desires

 

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Lies, Lies, Lies

“Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive.” Sir Walter ScottMarmion, Canto vi. Stanza 17.

I first read that line in Shakespeare’s Othello, but it’s very appropriate for Lincoln Arnold, one the heroes in Sex, Lies and Joysticks.

One of the things my editor and I worked on was making Lincoln more sympathetic and showing that while he is an ass that he does have some redeemable qualities. The one thing he has trouble doing is keeping the honesty flowing. He demands this from those around him, but has trouble putting that small, but oh so important seed in action for himself. Every time he tells a lie or omits the truth he makes a bigger mess of his life and his relationships until everything comes to a head.

 

Sex, Lies, and Joysticks released yesterday. Check it out at Loose Id. Let me know what you think. Even if the characters and the situation make ya mad, lemme know.

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Desires

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I Love the way You Lie

Oh man I’m so excited. My upcoming release from Loose Id, Sex, Lies, and Joysticks, will be out September 9. It’s a steamy menage with a poly twist. And the big thing in this story are the lies being told. Can a happy ending really come from all the lies told by the heroes and the heroine?

Here’s the blurb.

For the first time in a long time, Randa Arnold is happy beyond measure. She has the love of her husband, Linc and her paramour Matteo. After the fulfillment of a mutual sex fantasy and an unbelievable night of passion her world is turned upside down.

Lincoln never expected his wife to fall in love with another man, even though he knew that was a possibility. He loves his wife, but just can’t wrap his mind around her emotionally attached to someone else, so he does the only thing he can, he forces Matteo to leave.

Forcing Matteo to leave has some unexpected consequences. Randa is despondent, yet keeps a brave face. This only intensifies Linc’s sense of guilt. If that weren’t enough, someone is threatening his wife. His only chance at redemption and to get to the bottom of the threat is to bring Matteo back. Only one problem, the man can’t be found.

The woman shifted, bringing her knees together. Before they closed completely, her partner wedged his elbow to keep her open and exposed. He turned then and, even from that distance, locked gazes with Matteo.

Caught. Yet there was no malice in the dark brown irises, just amusement and a silent challenge. Matteo straightened his spine. That was one challenge he was willing to accept.

He moved through the crowd, sidestepping and gently shoving some individuals from his path until he stood an arm’s length from his prize.

“Took you long enough.” The man chuckled.

“There are so many distractions at this party. It’s hard to focus, Linc.” Matteo moved closer, sliding his fingers over the satiny material of the woman’s dress. “My little vixen.”

She offered a pretty pout. “You found it hard to focus on me?” Randa tilted her head to the side, her hair sliding over her shoulder.

Matteo studied her. Her silvery eyes were a little bright, her pupils dilated, and she bit her bottom lip against the sigh easing out of her mouth. Linc must’ve reached her pussy and was stroking her. Matteo longed to do the same thing.

Instead Matteo threaded his fingers through her hair, gripping the tresses until she parted her lips, and drank the sigh from her mouth. She briefly resisted, lifting her hands to place it on his chest. The heat of her palms bled through his cotton shirt and singed the skin beneath.

Matteo kept the kiss demanding, not giving her time to breathe but only to accept his raw dominance, the explosive hunger he held for her, the only woman to ever draw responses from him.

He knew the exact moment she submitted; Randa curled her fingers in his shirt and pulled him closer. Deepening the kiss, he swept inside her mouth and then dragged his tongue over her lips, teeth, and finally dueled with her tongue for supremacy.

Randa made a small noise in the back of her throat. He tugged her hair and placed a hand at the base of her neck. Her pulse beat a frantic staccato against his palm. He wanted to take her now, hard and fast. Bury balls-deep and let her hot, tight cunt milk him dry…and then do it all over again.

“Now, Matteo.”

Linc’s voice reached him through a haze. Reluctantly, Matteo drew back. Randa stared at him through half-closed lids. Her lips were swollen and glistened from his kisses.

“She’s practically drenching the stool,” Lincoln said with reverence.

A blush bloomed across Randa’s cheeks, and she ducked her head. Very gently Matteo pressed two fingers beneath her chin and lifted until she stared into his eyes.

 

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Family Vacation…Never Again

I love to travel and the thought of seeing or experiencing something new is always exciting. In this case a family vacay with some new family members. We faced a lot of challenges just to get on the road. We had a slight crisis that left us in a financial bind, and instead of calling off the trip (our oldest son already took those days off work) we rallied to find the best way to enjoy the vacation.


So in the midst of the chaos we found a small pocket of fun. We focused on the seeing our goddaughter. She’s home for a bit unitl she ships out to her permanent assignment. We’ve got one more major event planned before we blow this popsicle stand…Six Flags.

While I write this post in the lobby of the hotel, two little children, one one named Liam, are running around like they have no home training while theire parental figure stood by and watched.

Oh the places we go and the things we see. I enjoy spending time with my family and I wouldn’t have missed this opportunity for anything. I’m in a bit of a funk at the moment, but it will pass. Life is about living, taking the good with the bad and doing things to the best of our ability.

I’m always inspired when I’m on a road trip and I was able to start a new story with some very good clarity. I can’t wait to finish what I started. The characters swirling in my head are an interesting bunch, so I’m excited to see which way they go.

Sex, Lies and Joysticks has a release date of September 9. If it changes again, I’ll let you know. In the meantime, Indulge Your Inner Desires.

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It’s Only a Test

In  two weeks I will have my first test for purple belt in the martial arts style of Tang Soo Do. As with anything that requires normal vision, this has been a challenge, but the instructor has been very patient and a lot of fun.

The hardest thing for me in this class has been the one steps and sparring. After a certain distance, people disappear from my visual field. We don’t do much sparring, but one steps, where one partner attacks the other and the attackee counters while the attacker remains still- and we perform the moves we’ve learned in class like roundhouse kick, inside/outside block or a punch.

Since starting this class, I’ve lost weight and gained much confidence in the ability to defend myself should the unthinkable happen. Now if there was a way to defend against tripping and falling over obstacles in the middle of sidewalks that would be great. :-)

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Desires

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