Interested in reading my next book
before everyone else can?

Hope you're enjoying autumn as much as I am. After finishing Allegiance, the sequel to Affliction, I'm taking a little time off to give my poor, over-worked brain some rest. Hopefully, the R and R will allow me to come up with a plot for the third and final book in the series, tentatively titled, Hope and Honor.

Like many authors, my least favorite part of the book biz is marketing. I love the creative process involved in putting words on the page, but when it comes to promotion, I give myself a C-. I'm determined to do better and those of you who enjoy my books can help.

Now, with the glut of books on Amazon, promoting a new book is even more important. Reviews are essential, especially those posted on the actual release date.

I truly need your help. After the book is edited, I will receive a digital copy called an ARC (advanced reading copy). If you have a digital reading device, have an account with Amazon or Goodreads, and would like to receive an advanced reading copy of Allegiance, please use the contact form on my website, www.marileebrothers.com (you'll find it on the "Connect" page). I'll need your email address in order to attach the book. In exchange for the free book, I ask that you post a review on Amazon or Goodreads on the release date. As I get more information on the timeline for pre-sale and publication, I'll keep you posted via email. Your assistance will be much appreciated!

Auggie's Corner

Are you ready for an Auggie rant? The muse gig is pretty easy most of the time with one exception. Sometimes we have to travel, which means I have to ride in that big, scary thing called The Car. I like being with my humans and we usually end up someplace fun like the beach, but I hate The Car.

Here's why: a few years ago, I didn't have a home. I was lost and hungry. Suddenly, a big truck pulled up next to me. A man got out, grabbed me and threw me into a cage. I was so scared. The next thing I knew, I was in a funny-smelling place where a nice lady poked me with a sharp thing and I went to sleep. When I woke up, I was in another cage and an extremely vital part of my anatomy was missing.

Now, I ask you, don't I have a good reason to hide under the bed when it's time to take a trip?

Okay, end of rant. Life is good (most of the time).

Auggie Doggie signing off