Hello old and new fans of Amanda Meuwissen Books! While you can always find info and news at my website, www.amandameuwissen.com, and my Facebook page, this private group is a chance to get the sneak peek on much more, with updates (usually) 4 days a week. Look forward to:
SCENE STEALING SUNDAY – FOR DISCUSSION ON SETTINGS, PLOTS, AND ALL THINGS THAT INSPIRE MY TITLES
TEASER TUESDAY – WITH INFO ON UPCOMING BOOKS AND WORKS IN PROGRESS
THIRSTY THURSDAY – PHOTO POSTS AND SEXY INTERLUDES WITH NEW AND FAMILIAR CHARACTERS
SNIPPET SATURDAY – TO PLAY WITH PROMPTS AND POTENTIAL FUTURE STORY IDEAS
Lately, I’ve done some Wacky Wednesdays or other amalgamations when I can’t post on normal days, but I’ve also started posting daily if only to share some beautifully Pinterest imagery I’ve been saving to my boards.
Feel free to invite anyone to this private group who you think would enjoy this content and learning more about my work. I’d love to hear from you on any post or just your thoughts on what you’d like to see from me. Some of the stories I’m most proud of came to life because of ideas from friends and fans. So, sit back, enjoy, and engage however you’d like. The only rules are to be respectful of each other and follow Facebook’s otherwise overarching rules about content. If there’s ever any issues, posts or members may be removed, but I’ll always work to reconcile things first.
Want to see some examples?
Thirsty Thursday The Prince and the Ice King is starting off nicely (I also have TWO manuscripts in review process, so excited for 2020 already) so let's stick with my newest MCs, Prince Reardon and the Ice King himself (in human form), and get our thirsty kick for the week!
Snippet Saturday Here's a little something from Public Enemy. Undercover Lover: ----- Dalton—who was out of the bathroom and headed for their table! “Listen, now isn’t the best—” “Andrew?” Andrew spun around when Dalton called his name. When Dalton called his name. “Dalton? Oh my god, how are you?” They hugged, completely unabashed in their open display of affection. “Why are you never on Facebook?” Dalton squeezed Andrew tightly. “I can hardly keep up. Did I hear you quit the force?” “Almost a year ago now. I started a security firm.” “That’s awesome! And kind of funny. My dad does security too. Dad? What’s with the face?” Dalton’s eyes landed on Isaac, and when Andrew turned to see that no, there was no other man in line of sight to be the bearer of that endearment, his jaw nearly hit the floor. “Dad?” “Do you and Andrew know each other?” “How do you know each other?” Isaac threw back, because if they’d slept together, he would have an aneurism right there in the café. “Andrew tutored me in Art History in college. How do you know him?” The actual answers flitted through Isaac’s mind. He was my nemesis. He’s the detective who put me in jail. We fucked on his living room sofa half an hour before I met you, and I helped him through two orgasms yesterday.
Much more on the group.