Ninety Eight by Shannon Mayer

Celebrating the release of her newest contemporary romance, Ninety Eight, Shannon Mayer is hosting a fun week long event, ‘Crawl Between the Sheets’! 

Release: October 17, 2013

Publisher: HiJinks Ink Publishing Ltd.

New Adult/Adult Contemporary Romance

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For a limited time, Ninety Eight will be priced at JUST $0.99!

Shannon’s other contemporary romance, High Risk Love, has also been reduced to $0.99 during the release event for Ninety Eight!

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Speed Limits, Lottery Tickets, Elevator Buttons Numbers are everywhere—they play such a vital role in our everyday lives. But what would happen if we measured love with equations just as we do our morning cup of coffee? My nana had many recipes in her cupboards, but it was her calculations for love that she insisted I live my life by; and I’ve followed her rules all these years.   One Animal, One Moment, One Critical Impact. That’s all it took for the numbers to start flying in a jumbled mess through my brain as I stared into the violet eyes that would forever make me question my choices. In a split second, the possibilities and reality of true love are revealed and I’m questioning all I’ve ever known.   A Tree, White Fences, Stolen Moments. I can’t ignore the storm brewing around—and within—me. Everything I am is confronted by these new numbers, and all they represent. My past, present and future will all be determined by the gambles I make right here, right now. Again, it’s all about the numbers. And what I’m learning is, one plus one doesn’t always equal two and sometimes three times isn’t always the charm.

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About the Author

Shannon Mayer lives in the southwestern tip of Canada with her husband, dog, cats, horse, and cows. When not writing she spends her time staring at immense amounts of rain, herding old people (similar to herding cats) and attempting to stay out of trouble. Especially that last is difficult for her. She is the author of the The Rylee Adamson Novels, The Nevermore Trilogy, A Celtic Legacy series and several contemporary romances. Please visit her website at http://www.shannonmayer.com for more information on her novels.

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The Things College Me Did That I Don't Do Anymore

So, after reading Melanie's awesome post about how real college ≠ college in an NA novel, I started thinking about how differently my own life is now that I've been out of college for a few years...or basically how mid-to-late twenties ≠ college years.  Here is a short list that I've very scientifically compiled while drinking beer on my couch.

Things I did in college that I no longer do:

1. No more mix CDs.  I make playlists on Spotify...who doesn't?  But gone are the days of wanting to give someone fifteen hand-picked songs with a hand-written song listing (along with three wasted hours of my life.)   

2. No more procrastinating!  Well, I procrastinate on things that adults do, like grocery shopping and scrubbing the tub.  But now when I have a writing deadline or a programming deadline at the library, I am on that shit.  Because you know what?  Four years of blearily rubbing my eyes at three in the morning, trying to pull a five-page paper about Faulkner out of my ass, taught me that procrastination isn't worth the pain.

3. Sleeeeeep.  I used to pull all-nighters, mostly-nighters and semi-nighters on a regular basis.  I used to stay up late watching pointless shows on the Food Network and updating my Xanga, hanging out with friends, partying and drinking.  And then I'd pop out of bed at seven to go to class or go to work.  This is the insanity of youth.

4. Actual food.  Sometimes I wince thinking about the things I put into my body when I was nineteen.  Week-old ramen noodles that I tried to make palatable again with some crusty A-1 sauce I found in the fridge; jungle juice made with Kool-aid and mixed in a bucket that had just had the sand rinsed out of it; Taco Bell.  I may not win Ms. Whole Foods 2013, but I'm certainly at least eating things digestible to humans now.

5. Rereading. The wonderful and horrible thing about being a writer is that you want to read everything that you come across and eventually you acquire a to-be-read pile about seven miles high (and a cranky spouse who's tired of moving a miniature library from house to house.)  But when I was in college, I was still a baby writer who had a fairly narrow idea of the books that were out there.  That meant I did a lot of rereading LOTR and Harry Potter and old Christopher Pikes and you know, I'm so sad I don't do that anymore.  There are so many books I've read just in this past year that I wish I could go back and reread because they are so wonderful.

6. Angst.  Okay, I still angst.  But instead of it being about boys and music and friends, it's about deadlines and the cat litter.  (God, adults are boring.)

So there you have it: some things about growing up are boring but ultimately better (goodbye Ramen!)  But college was also one of the most insanely creative times of my life---the time where I spent my hours daydreaming about stories I could write and devouring the same beloved books over and over.  Where I listened to music and imagined movies in my head, where I sought out other writers, where I wrote whatever crazy thing came to mind, because why not?  College was a frenzy of homework and drinking and fun, and even with all its pain and insanity and frittered-away-hours, I wouldn't trade my time there for the world.