Monday, 2 April 2012

Welcome to My Guest Author: Julie A. D'Arcy

Today I welcome Author Julie A. D'Arcy to my blog!  Leave a comment in the comment box, naming two of the characters in "Whisper of Yesterday" with your email address for your chance to win a PDF copy of "Darkness I Weep".  And as a special treat Julie is also giving away a copy of "Whisper of Yesterday".  So over to Julie....

First I would like to thank Serena for hosting me on her blog this morning. I will be telling you a little about myself and my NEW novel which has just been released with Secret Cravings Publishing in March 28th 2012. “Whisper of Yesterday is a cross genre Paranormal Romance with elements of a historical, witchcraft, reincarnation, but basically it is a ghost Romance with a thrilling twist at the end.”

I wrote this novel seven years ago, but grew ill and decided not to seek a publisher, I am now well and back writing and Whisper of Yesterday is the  first novel to mark my foray back into the writing world. You may purchase this book at Secret Craving Publishing
Now, please make yourself comfortable, put up your feet, grab a cup of your favourite whatever ... and take the time to read about “Whisper of Yesterday.”  I really enjoyed writing this novel! As it is set in Cornwall a place I have always had a fascination for and would dearly like to visit one day. I am sure I must have lived there in another lifetime J Perhaps even in the castle J

Marketing Your Book

First, it is very important to market your book as your book is not going to sell itself whatever you have heard.J These are a few suggestions I have used in the past.

Set up a web page (there are plenty of free sites.) Free Webs is one, and easy to use. Put up your cover picture as soon as you get it, a blurb of your book and excerpt from your book/s and any reviews you may get. Give your website something different so people will return.  Interesting articles or perhaps run a competition once a month.

Make up some business cards (Vista Print, online, sells them for a very reasonable price) or postcards and leave them around or give them out to friends and anyone you might meet/ link to where you can buy your book.

Have a video trailer made of your book and load it to youtube, your web page, and your publishers web page if allowable, make sure your publisher information is on it, and a link to where to buy your book. I make these for a very reasonable price. (A small plug there J)

Put a signature link on the bottom of your email's along with name and release date of your book.

Do a monthly magazine and get people interested in subscribing, here you tell people about your book, as well as give writing tips and any other feature that might interest your readers.

Closer to release date, if your book is in print, ask your local paper to put a piece in the paper about you and give them a website link to where people can buy your book.

Join yahoo writing groups and post to at least one a day. Tell people about your book, make friends.

Take out a joint add with someone else in romantic times, or any other writing magazines you can think of, with your cover and link to your publishers site or Amazon where your book is sold.

Talk about your book on Twitter or Facebook, and post your cover picture and where people can read an excerpt.

If your publisher runs a launch day on the net, invite as many family and friends to participate as you can, and perhaps give away a copy of your ebook if allowable.

If your book goes to print, organise a book launch in your home town.

Make a blog there are plenty of free sites, just do a search, also invite guest authors and blog on other peoples blogs



Julie A. D’Arcy lives in Wangaratta, North East Victoria, Australia with her life partner Philip and her spoiled Tonkanese cat Jessalyn. Julie attended Monash University in Melbourne, Australia where she majored in Art and Design. She started writing at 38 when she became disenchanted with the books on offer to read. So wrote a book combining her two favourite genres, Fantasy and Romance and has not looked back since.

Julie’s first two novels Time of the Wolf  and Silverdawn were first published in 1999 and 2000 and Shortlisted for several prestigious awards, including the PEARL and Sapphire, with Time of the Wolf winning the 1999 RIO (Reviewers International, Dorothy Parker Award) in the Fantasy category for Women’s Fiction. Both books were also runners up in the prestigious Australian, RUBY* Award run by the Australian RWA.

Julie began writing seriously in 1994, and is the author of a series of Fantasy romance novels based in her fictional medieval world of Tarlis. The first book, The Dragon and the Rose will be the next book released by Secret Cravings Publishing.

Julie has written for such publishers as ImaJinn Books, Mundania Press, Eternal Press, Moongypsy Press, Noble Romance Publishing and is now proud to be part of  Secret Cravings Publishing.

Julie is the author of 8 full length novels (now out of print, but being released again soon) and 2 novellas. She has written in such genres as Fantasy Romance, Vampire Romance, Ghost Romance, with all books crossing many genres, such as witchcraft, reincarnation and all of her books are very much plot driven, with most reviews scoring no less than a 4-5 and several receiving BEST READS by Reviewers.

More of Julie’s titles, excerpts, extra Bio information and her gallery of book covers can be found at

You may visit her Blog at

Julie also loves nothing better than for her readers to contact her with feedback about her novels. You may do so on  Or, help spread the word about Julie’s novels by writing a short review to place on Amazon Book Reviews, found on the Amazon Book page under her titles.


Excerpt: Whisper of Yesterday

Alyssa drifted toward him as he bid. “Tom, you must be freezing.” She laid a hand on his frail shoulder. She towered almost a half a head above him, but never would he fear her. “What brings you here like this? On such a cold morning?” She smiled so sweetly it made his heart hurt.

Me?” he growled. “What would you be thinkin’, showin’ yourself like that? And all that wailin’ too.”

The smile fell from her face, and she looked away. “Do not growl, Tom, please. I had to see him. I had to be certain it was he. And the darkness came upon me. I could not coalesce in his room. So there was naught for it but to bring him down. Oh, Tom.” She hugged her arms to her chest and did a tiny pirouette. “Did you see him? Is he not beautiful? Did I not tell you he was wondrous as the sun? Did I not tell you he would come?”

“As you told my father and ‘is father ‘afore ‘im,” Tom grumbled.

“But Tom.” She gently squeezed his arm. “It is him. It really is. You have seen the painting. You cannot deny it. Cai has come back to me.”

Tom shook his head. “Oh, ‘e has come all right. And there is no denying ‘e bears a striking resemblance to your lord ‘usband. But…” He laid his hand over hers and gave it a pat. “You must see, ‘lyssa, ‘e can never be yours. There is no joining of the spirit world with the flesh. Not in the way that you would be wantin’. And you would not want ‘im dead, for even if it were so, there is no guaranteein’ you would be together.”

Alyssa stepped back and raised her chin. “I will meet with him here like I did with Lady Meredith. He will think me a real woman.”

Tom spoke gently as if to a child. “Perhaps, but I think it best you allow ‘im time to settle in first, get ‘is bearings. That way we can take stock of ‘im, for ‘e may have your lord ‘usband’s face, but ‘e’s not only the descendent of Cai de Morgan, but also Gedrych de Morgan, and you knew well the ilk of that man!”

Alyssa broke a ruby-colored rose from an overhanging vine and plucked at the velvet petals. “Of course, Tom, you are right. I am no young miss to go floating about with her head in the clouds.” She sighed and looked over his shoulder into the distance, trying to put on a brave face. “I am a two-hundred-year-old ghost, who momentarily got lost in a dream.” Tears glinted in her eyes. She hung her head but nevertheless managed a tremulous smile. “Go back to the house. I shan’t be making a nuisance of myself again.”

Tom swallowed the lump in his throat, and his heart hurt in a different kind of way than before. He had never seen his lady so sad, nor heard such desolation in her voice. “I think it would not hurt if you should pop up to ‘is room on occasion. Considering it is your old room. If you do not make yourself conspicuous by your actions, ‘e would never know you were there.”

She peered up at him through wet lashes, the light returning to her brilliant green eyes. “Oh, Tom, do you really think so? It would not be the same as speaking to him, but at least I could look upon him.” Her face fell again. “Until the darkness claims me. Why do you suppose it is that I can appear as a real woman within these stones? Yet can hold my spirit form out of the stone circle for a mere few minutes?”

Tom shrugged and leaned back against a tall stone. The cold wall felt real in this place of unreality. Sometimes a man needed to feel such things. “I ‘ave thought on this many times, my lady, and the only fathomable reason is that these stones ‘arness some kind of energy. It is told that on your death Lord Gedrych ‘ad ‘em dragged in from yonder ‘ill.” He looked north. “‘E had your body surrounded. It is said the stones would trap your spirit within the circle.” He gave a soft snort of laughter. “Little had ‘e known what ‘e’d done.”

Available from 28th March 2012 from Secret Craving Publishing

Other Books by Julie A. D'Arcy:

~The Tarlisian Sagas~
The Dragon and the Rose ( Book 1)
Elven Blood (book two) spin off
Time of the Wolf
The Cross of Tarlis (2 x novel series)

Single titles
Night’s Eternal Promise (Vampire novel)
Whisper of Yesterday(Historical, Re-incarnation, Ghost, Witch Romance)
Face of a Stranger (33,000 word Novella) Urban Fantasy
Silverdawn-(novel) Romantic Fantasy/Urban Fantasy
Beyond the Green Door  -Fantasy Romance

Currently Writing:

Huntress, a vampire novel (spin off from Night’s Eternal Promise)
Guardians (sequel to Cross of Tarlis)

Excerpt: The Dragon and the Rose
                     Garrik stood at the window, wearing only a pair of close fitting black breaches.
 He could not have known Madric had arrived, yet he seemed to be watching, listening. And on his back, below his left shoulder blade, she spied several small, disc-shaped, scales.
His deformity robbed her of her words. She was fascinated and revolted all in one, but even as she observed him her feelings underwent a change. Her fear of Madric dissipated. She swallowed, bringing her hand to her throat, experiencing the sensual awareness she had felt in the library that first evening. A feeling that robbed her of breath and made her hands tremble. She busied them with pinning up several locks of stray hair that had tumbled down around her shoulders.
“I thought I told you not to come here?” his tone was cold.
She lowered her hands and stepped hesitantly into the room.
He did not turn, and the hard muscled expanse of his back filled her vision. She could not look away. What was this attraction she felt for him? Why could she think of nothing but running her hands over his golden flesh, filling her hands with his warmth, soothing his skin and the hard metallic scales that protruded from his back, even as Madric battered at her door? Had this man bewitched her?
“Madric.” She breathed at last, pushing the words from her throat. “The Baron comes to claim me.”
Garrik swung to face her. A row of scales spanned his chest.
Meggahn gasped, but recovered herself and tried not to stare. Instead she lifted her gaze to his face.
 His voice was smooth. Lethal. “How did the Baron find this place?”
 She shook her head and backed up a pace.
“What do you mean, claim?”
She did not see him move. Yet he had her, and all thought of Madric vanished. The look in his eyes was one of loathing as he hauled her about and backed her to the wall. His hard thighs pressed intimately against her softer ones, holding her trapped like a small, frightened animal. One large hand leaned on the brick above her head. His male scent wafted around her, stilling her movements, robbing her of her strength.
“You wanted to see me, Meggahn? You were not satisfied in the cave. Well here I am.” His words were soft, hypnotic, yet held a wealth of emotion. “This is what you really came for, is it not? You had to see it all. You wanted to see the dragon?” He took her hand and placed it over the round metallic-like scales on his chest. “Well here I am. Touch me. Touch the dragon, for he and I am one. I am a monster. Neither fully human, nor fully beast. An abomination.” He closed his eyes as if the words brought him great pain and rested his hot forehead against hers. She could feel the tickle of his breath hot and harsh on her face. Yet as quickly as his anger flared, it disappeared and he released her hand. “I would not blame you for hating me, fearing me, or thinking me an animal,” he whispered. “If you wish to leave the castle, I will not hold you.”
Meggahn remained silent, contemplating his words, absorbing the warm solace of his strong masculine body pressed intimately against her own.

Blurb:  The Dragon and the Rose

Garrik le Fey, First King of Tarlis, has pledged his life to destroying, Narokah, Dark Priest to Aramahn, Prince of the Abyss. Garrik, transformed to a Black Dragon by his friend Arkron Ali-Maha, to fight the Priest who has changed himself to a red dragon, finds himself trapped in a world between the pages of an ancient spell book as self-appointed jailer to the Narokah. For nearly a thousand years he guards against the red dragon's escape. Until one rash act by a simple carpenter sees Narokah released. It is up to Garrik to track him down and return him to Arkgeld, Book of Stars, or stop him, before he can wreak havoc upon their world and resurrect, Arahmin.
            Meggahn du Val, daughter of the Low-Lord of Gola-dah, watches a strange light flare across the night sky.  Little does she realise it is the return of the legendary Black Dragon and she is about to be immersed in an adventure that will change her life, and meet a man unlike any before.
            Garrik, who finds himself man by night and dragon by day, must journey to a legendary pond of transformation, created by the Elven goddess Estrel, to save himself from becoming a dragon forever.  He must also locate the mythical Sword of Niraz and vanquish Narokah. To do this he is forced to put his trust in the cynical elf, Vellandril Ballindoch.  And Vellandril has no love for humans after Narokah's henchman, Madric la Mordah, violates and murders his sister.
And why does Ejin-Erah, keeper of the Orb, hide within the Pantheon Swamp, awaiting with dread, the return of the Dark Priest?
Garrik, Meggahn, Vellandril and Arkron, set forward on a journey, of High Fantasy, dark sorcery, legend, myth and romance to battle foe they think invincible.

Excerpt: Night's Eternal Promise

          Vincent thought he caught a glimpse of something metallic in her bag as he watched her. A gun—but of course Alara would have a gun, she was a cop.
              “How did you know I was in that restaurant?” she asked, pinning him with her emerald green gaze, key in hand.
     “I didn’t. I wandered in for a bite to eat,” he lied. He knew she was at the restaurant.
             He’d found her apartment empty and searched for her. He could track her scent anywhere, and with the speed and senses of the wolf he had little trouble locating her. But something about tonight wasn’t right. The vibes she was giving off. The way she had acted in the restaurant, quiet, distracted. The odd questions from Sam about his eating habits.
                 He took Alara by the shoulders and drew her slowly into his arms.  She relaxed into his body, her soft contours molding against his harder ones. Her heart, beating into his chest like a butterfly trying to escape. He trailed soft wet kisses over her hair, her nape and down the side of her throat, and felt her stiffen.
She spun and shoved at his chest. “Get away from me!”
The look on her face said it all.
                He pushed his fringe from his eyes and met her gaze in the dim light. Really looked at her. She was beautiful, fragile, and it was there in her face, in her wide green eyes. It was like a living thing, palatable, reaching out to him, like the fear in the wild creatures of the forest he had hunted, like the terror of his victims before he had feasted in the old days. She was afraid of him. She knew what he was. He didn’t know how, but she knew. He sensed it.
And he had lost her.

Excerpt:  The Cross of Tarlis
       Tannith stilled. Love. How could he love her? He was so hard, and at most times cold. He had never told her how he felt except for his small confession when they had reached the island and that had been forced from him. Very rarely had he showed her even the smallest kindness. It was the word she longed to hear, yes. However, it had been so long coming. So much had happened between them. Now he finally voiced the words she could not bring herself to truly believe. Did he really love her? Or were they merely words spoken for the sake of convenience? Tannith turned slowly to search his face. What was it he had once told her? Emerald eyes when moved to passion. Well, they were certainly that all right. They were absolute pulsing green. Was it with love or desire? Kaden was a man of strong passions and he hadn't had a woman since that tavern wench he had spent the night with in Druh Forest.
Her fist clenched, as jealousy coursed her veins. Etan had told her that he had literally had to drag Kaden from the wench's bed the morning after he had left Tannith in her room.
       She stared at the mountain ranges in the east; the sun tinged the clouds at their peaks bright orange. The color of rare roses she had once picked in a deep gorge in Dragon's Spur. Rare as love coming from this man.
       A young dappled fawn drank thirstily from the brook not twenty paces from where they stood, accompanied by its mother. Tannith wondered how it would feel to be so carefree again—not have to make another decision in her life.
       She swung back to Kaden, watching him, watching her. How could he do this? Tell her he loved her. Now. Like this! She was still hurt by his previous actions. And he still wanted the Cross as much as she? Would he lie to get it?
       She pulled away and looked at him from beneath her lashes. His expression remained guarded. Yes, she loved him, but when all was said and done, she did not trust him. And what was love without that one element that mattered most? She needed time to put matters into perspective.
 “Will you not give me an answer?” He crossed his arms over his chest. “I thought this was what you wanted. A declaration.”
       “You are a Prince of Glen Dorrach and I the Princess of Ellenroh, that is all there is to it,” she said, widening the gap between them. “It is forbidden.” 
        “So, now again it is forbidden.” He laughed shortly, moving after her, catching her arm. “It is only forbidden when it suits you and not when it does not.” He searched her face. “Right. If you were free to do as you please, would you love me?”
        “I am free. As free as you are.”
       “Then forget who you are. Let the world and its people go away. Except you and I. Do what you want. Here. Now. Let us finish what was started in Druh Forest.”
       Tannith broke loose and backed away. She shook her head. “How could you?” She knew he had lied. He wanted to use her to get to the Cross. He thought to use sex to manipulate her. Once a barbarian, always a barbarian! He would never change.
       She turned and fled up the garden path.
              Kaden watched her disappear around the turn in the track, and thrust his thumbs into his belt. What a fool he’d been. Those were not the words he’d intended. He knew Tannith’s beliefs and her decision on lying with him before marriage. Why had he uttered such a stupid, uncaring thing? He sighed. A pair of almond shaped violet eyes, perhaps? A silken mass of white blonde hair surrounding a pale enchanting face? The feel of a firm svelte body against his just moments before? Or all of it put together?
              Nothing had gone as intended. The words had slipped from his tongue without thought or consequence. He was sure Tannith loved him. Every look and action spoke of it, but love could not be bought with lust.
              He had always said he was no diplomat.


  1. Hi Julie,
    So pleased to hear that you have returned to writing! Your stories sound fantastic. I share that love of Cornwall with you (I have roots there) and I really hope you have the chance to visit one day. It is incredibly romantic. Just one thing - I notice the cover of your book says 'Whisprer' instead of 'Whisper'. Not sure which is correct. Lovely cover, btw :-)

    1. Wow, thanks Louise for picking that out, I will have to get that changed!
      And thank you for coming today.

    2. Hi Louise,
      Good pick up. It's now been fixed. Thanks! And thanks for calling in again.

  2. Welcome, Julie. Nice to have you here. Thanks for sharing your ideas on Marketing Your Book. I guess you'll be doing a lot of that now. Good luck with the sales of "Whisper of Yesterday".

    1. Thank you for having me Serena, thank you for having me here today. to speak to your guests. Yes, now I have a book out it will be bottom up head down for marketing.
      all the best

  3. Hi Julie and Serena!

    Julie, you have some great tips and advice on Marketing Your Book.
    Only thing I'd point out is to get ads placed in readers magazines or targetted blogs rather than in writers magazines.

    Because authors and writers are in other authors' community (twitter, FB or Yahoo loops) but the book needs to be targetted at readers. And authors need time to write more books!

    Congratulations on the release of your books and all the best!

    Thanks Serena!

    1. Thanks Nas
      always looking for good tips to add to my list. Now to find some readers magazines. Do you know of any?

    2. Hi Julie,
      It might be a good idea to join the Australian Romance Readers Association. They have regular conventions and lots of readers go to meet their favourite authors.

    3. BTW Thanks for coming in Nas! Lovely to see you here again.

  4. I'm so glad i saw you were going to be on here today Julie on facebook. You have some great tips an idea's for us up an coming authors. Thanks so much. Look forward to having the chance to read your wonderful bks in the near future :).


    1. Hi Nicole,
      Nice of you to come by. Good luck with it. You're in the running.

  5. Hi Julie,
    Wow, you are a busy writer and you come from a great part of the World. I was born in Wangaratta and it is very close to my heart. I set most of my novels in North Eastern Victoria.
    Good luck with all your projects.



    1. Hi Margaret,
      You write fabulous books set in NE Victoria. Always lovely to see you here.

    2. Hi Margaret
      we must catch up sometime. It very unusual to meet anyone on a group from my home town. Good luck with your books.

  6. Hi Julie! Great interview and excerpts. I always enjoy getting to know more about other authors and how they got their beginnings. have a beautiful week!

    1. Hi Davee, lovely to see you here, thank you for reading my Blog today.

  7. Hi Julie! Remember me and "Privy to Murder." You are the reason it was published at EP, back in the day when you were there. I'm so happy to see you back to writing and well. Privy has been re-released by a new publisher with a new cover and had a good first month's sale in Kindle. Come on over to and see the new cover if you get a chance.

    1. Hi Carol,
      How lovely that you have a link to Julie. I've known Julie for years from the Ozromance loop and the conferences of the (sadly now defunct) Australian Chapter of the Romance Writers of America. I first met her just after she sold her first book. Great to see she's made a comeback :)

      Good luck with your own sales. I'll pop on over to have a look.

    2. Hi Carol,
      I went in to your website. I tried to look at your reviews but it says the pages don't exist.

    3. The only one of my books on Amazon right now is Privy to Murder and I have five reviews for the Kindle edition. You should be able to search Privy to Murder and pull it up.

    4. Carol, what a wonderful surprise, please feel free to email me anytime and let me know what you are doing. I will definatly go see your new cover, and glad to hear you are doing so well. Carol, was one of my authors when I founded Eternal Press. :-)
      I just read what Serena said about not not being able to find you, but I will try.

  8. Hi Julie, very interested in the web site info you mentioned. I checked out Free Webs. This might work for a techno ignorant like me. From what i can gather they can host a site too and the prices seem reasonable.
    have u used them?


    1. Hi Jane,
      Glad you found Julie's blog useful. Nice to see you here.

    2. Hi Jane, yes, I use Free Webs as my Home website. It is pretty easy and if you have trouble just email me , and I will help you. You can turn your site into a site without ads and also get a domain name there for a very resonable price. It tells you how on the site.Thanks for visiting and glad you found my information helpful :-)

  9. I would like to announce the winners of my competition. No one answered the question I set so I just drew the names from a hat.
    Davee, and Carol are the winners of my two pdf. books.
    I will do my best to contact you, in the next few days
    cheers Julie Darcy

    1. You can reach me at cshenold (at)cox (dot) net. Thank yu and Darcy so much. I'm enjoying your blog.

  10. Congratulations Davee and Carol! Enjoy your prizes :)
    Thanks for being my guest, Julie and all the best with your sales.