All posts by Rebecca Lovell

Writer of romance fiction. I love happy endings, friends turned lovers and the long game. I also love cats, running, horror movies, and saying y’all all the time.

Peas in a Podcast…or Three

One of my major concerns about taking the job I now have is that it involves a commute. Not gas (though that does suck), but how was I supposed to get through an hour in traffic each way?

Enter Death in the Afternoon.

For quite some time now, I have enjoyed watching the “Ask a Mortician” series on Youtube and followed Caitlin Doughty on Twitter because death and all it entails fascinates me.

It wasn’t always that way. When I was a kid I was afraid of my own shadow. I was deeply unsettled by the Garfield Halloween special, and if anyone even mentioned the name “Chucky” I didn’t sleep for days. Then at some point I decided I wanted to read a Stephen King book and it was all over after that. Now I’m trying to decide how I feel about the Child’s Play reboot, and one of my all-time favorite movie openings is the dance floor scene from Ghost Ship. From my love of horror grew a natural fascination with death, so it shouldn’t surprise anyone that I devour every possible bit of media that deals with mortuary science.

When I saw that the Order of the Good Death had a podcast, I couldn’t wait to listen to it. The episodes are short, much like the videos I enjoy so much, and so very bingeable. Great replay value too! I listened to all of them on the drive down to Houston, then spent the drive back up listening to another favorite – Nightmare on Film Street.

John and Kim are two complete goofball horror nerds and I love them. They chat about horror movies, film festivals, and make it feel like you’re hanging out in the living room with them after watching Candyman and dissecting it in the kind of detail I always hoped people would go into with me. I happened upon their Candyman vs. Beetlejuice episode and hearing them talk about two of my favorite movies made me a fan for life. All that wonderful horror that freaked me out when I was a kid is here and there are some folks who love it just as much as I do. Beware, though. They WILL try to get you to watch The Human Centipede 2.

My other go-to podcast is The Strange Sessions, a paranormal and oddity show done by two people I know and love. Kurt and I have known each other (and dated for a little while, full disclosure) since I was in high school, and through him I met Krista. They’re fantastic people and opened me up to some amazing experiences, so when I found out they had a podcast I was like “sign me up!”

They talk about a little of everything odd – cryptids, ghosts, paranormal investigation, you name it. They also taste test weird things, talk about Wisconsin, and generally make you feel like you’re hanging out in a basement watching TV together. Definitely recommend for long drives because it keeps your brain engaged and doesn’t let you get bored. Do yourself a favor and get in while the season just started!

If you’re a podcast person, or if you’ve been wanting to try one, I highly recommend these three for the strange and unusual.

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It Began With a Sigh

I’m just full of surprises this year! My next book was planned to come out in May but I decided to push it up to April because otherwise my whole schedule would be thrown off. Then the lovely Dawn Brower popped in and this fantastic box set is the result!

It Began With a Sigh is a fabulous collection of contemporary romance books by seven amazing, bestselling, award-winning authors, and I am super excited that At Any Cost is part of it. If you already bought it, that’s okay! For $0.99 for a limited time, you get six more books in the bargain. If you haven’t bought it, it’s an even sweeter deal! Eventually the price is going up to $4.99 after release so now is the time to jump on this deal.

It’s scheduled for release on March 26th, but the preorder price is only $0.99 for two weeks. After that it’s $2.99, but you’re still making out like a bandit at that price! Don’t worry, I’ll remind you.

It’s available to preorder everywhere, so head on over to your favorite store and pick it up!

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07N12D7DW

Nook, Kobo, iBooks: http://www.books2read.com/ItBeganWithaSigh

Book Review: Serving Up Secrecy, by H.M. Shander


The first book I read by H.M. Shander was Ask Me Again, the second book in her Charlotte Cooper set and I was an instant fan. I’ve been spending so much time under deadlines lately that I haven’t had enough time to read so when I saw the blurb I knew I had to read this one too. I love secret baby stories, and this one was fantastic.

From the first pages where Josephine finds herself in a hotel room with a very hot, very naked man, I found myself thoroughly engrossed in the story. Both she and James are flawed but very likeable, and her best friend Ana is hilarious. HM has a gift for writing characters that you feel like you’ve known all their lives and a great, conversational way of writing that makes it easy to lose yourself in the story, as if a friend is telling it to you, and it makes the pages fly by. When I wasn’t reading it, I found myself thinking about Josephine and James and hoping they’d make it through.

I’ve still been crazy busy with the book release but when I got to the last third of the book I planted my tattooed butt in the bathtub and devoured it. For a little while I wasn’t sure Josephine would get her happy ending, and I couldn’t stand the tension! When I finished the book, my eyes were filled with tears. Whether they were tears of sadness or Joy (see what I did there?) I’m not going to tell you – you have to read it and find out for yourself!

As with her Charlotte Cooper books, I highly recommend Serving Up Secrecy and am looking forward to reading the others in the series. I’ve already downloaded Serving Up Devotion! Pick your copy up now at your favorite retailer!

Kindle: http://mybook.to/SUSecrecy

Kobo: http://goo.gl/dv6YsV

Nook: http://goo.gl/hfBQNc

iBooks: http://goo.gl/STf1ip

Training Journal: Houston Marathon 2019

Yesterday was the big day. I avoided the flu, drove like an old woman to avoid further car accidents, and made my way to Houston

I was nervous from the time I woke up Saturday until the time I woke up Sunday and went out into the cold to wait for our Uber. Richard kept telling me it would be fine but I wasn’t sure. We went to our corrals and proceeded to start our marathons – his 5th and my first.

It was hard. Harder than anything I’ve ever done. There were so many times I just wanted to give up but I couldn’t. Not after everything that happened.

This marathon was a year and a half in the making. I was. Not. Giving. Up. I kept running. Richard started a campaign of harassment/support that got me through the last miles.

I was 9 minutes over. The finish line was being taken down. Rather than letting me and the others suffer for nothing, they led us down a little path lined with pinwheels that was actually really cool, and into the convention center where I was given my medal, shirt, finisher mug, and food. I staggered outside into the sun and dropped onto the fountain to wait for Richard.

Friends, when I saw him I started crying. Without his support and encouragement I don’t know that I would have even signed up for the damn thing if he hadn’t told me he knew I could.

So now I’m officially a marathoner. I’m taking the next week or two off before the Cowtown and then the Pearland half with Richard and Charlotte. Richard also wants to do the Skyline half in April because we are crazy people. I’ll never forget my first marathon, though.

Training Journal – Houston Blues

Look at that beautiful medal. I love it so much and the fact that I am likely not going to be getting it on Sunday is kind of breaking my heart.

In a fit of pique, I had a little bit of a moment on Facebook. I am not humblebragging, fishing for compliments, or looking for people to tell me that I can totally do it. The simple fact of the matter is that at my current pace, I will be on target to finish in about 6 hours and 15-20 minutes. That’s well outside the 6 hour time limit, which means that beautiful medal won’t be going home with me. You can tell me to think positively all you like, but you can’t change facts.

After my hip injury this fall, I had to take a lot of time off from training and with my new job and schedule I’ve had to change my whole workout time around. I’m still getting used to things and after an hour commute home I’m a little fried. All of this added up to leave me at a pace I’m kind of embarrassed about. I’ve never been the fastest runner but this is a new low for me. I’ve accepted it, though, and know what I have to do to improve.

Unfortunately I won’t be able to improve in the next two days. I have hope that I’ll be able to finish in time to finish the Cowtown Marathon in February, but as for Sunday it’s not happening. As a result, I’ve gotten a little depressed. Every race week email I get makes me a little sadder. Everyone is so excited and ready to run their best and earn their medal, and I have to try to accept that no matter how hard I try I just won’t make it. It would be super easy to bow out and blame it on the car accident I was in on Tuesday, but I’m trying to use it as a learning experience. It still hurts a little though.

Tomorrow I start the drive to Houston. I’m going to be so happy to see my friends but I’m also preparing myself for disappointment. The best I can hope for is not to be carted off the course in the bus. See y’all on the flip side.

Big, Meet Britches

I just realized that I haven’t done any sort of “Let’s wrap up 2018 and plan for 2019!” post yet, so let’s take a look backward. In fact, let’s go back further to September of 2017.

You may remember my trip to San Antonio and the second-fanciest hotel room I’ve ever been in. Probably not, though. I was hiding from the world in one of my eel holes for like a year. Anyway, that was around the time I was in the Every Rogue’s Heart box set. It was an awesome experience getting to know the ladies who have become my little author fam and the set did really well! They gave me hope, advice, and a place in the Enduring Legacy series. Thanks to them, I decided to do the thing and take the plunge into self publishing.

In March of 2018, I took a flying leap out the window and published the first book from Frozen Flame Press, Drowned History. I had no idea what I was doing other than having a nice cover and an ad on Facebook. I was so excited and so proud of myself for selling a couple of books, but I also learned how to set up preorders, format for print, and a whole slew of other things.

Fast forward to September of 2018 (and an even nicer hotel room!) where I was still losing my mind over the fact that The Search for Sam broke the top 100 in 20th Century Historical Romance. I had learned a bit more about promo since my first book, and the series helped get me some exposure too. I also participated in Facebook parties and made new friends and fans. I was riding high.

Then, there was October. Sales were down a little but still steady and what on earth should happen? I got accepted to an author event where I did my first book signing! I met even more new people, signed books, and had the joy of seeing my books on a real shelf at a real bookstore, something I was told rarely – if ever – happens for an indie author. I thought nothing could possibly get better than this. Surely this was as high as you got your first year of writing independently, right?

Hold my butterscotch tea.

My very first Christmas novel came out in November and did better than I could ever hope. I not only debuted at #1 on the Tudor Historical Romance new release list, I also made it to #4 in the overall category! I was so close to being a bestseller but I’m still floored at just how far up the charts I made it. I love this book and I’m so glad that other people seemed to love it too, if we are going by the reviews. I was so excited after everything that had happened in 2018 I was sure that nothing could make it better.

I submitted The Search for Sam to the Read Freely 50 Best Indie Books of 2018 competition, not expecting to win or even place. Like I’d said four or five times this year, there was no way an indie author with only a year of self-publishing under her belt would get anything. I still asked people to vote for me and promoted the contest, because I figured at least I’d get my name out there for next year, when I’d be a little more seasoned. Imagine my surprise when I came in at number 47!

Everything that happened in 2018 writing-wise felt like a huge surprise, and like it was happening to someone else. There was no way it could be happening to little ol’ me! It’s still a lot to take in.

So what’s on my plate for 2019? I’ve already put out my first full-length contemporary, a romantic suspense that is already getting great reviews. In April, I’m writing a bit of a follow-up to The Search for Sam that I’ll tell you more about in a few weeks. I’m planning on another contemporary in June, a pirate historical in the fall, and a super-secret holiday project! Stay tuned to my blog and social media to find out what, where, and when, and let’s hope that 2019 is just as good as 2018 – or maybe better!