Friday, May 27, 2011

"Twisted Rage" Ultimate Reader Contest

 My First Contest

June is "Twisted Rage" Ultimate Reader Search Month! Throughout the month of June, author Shay Collins will be giving away some really cool prizes to 5 lucky readers. Each purchase of "Twisted Rage" will qualify you for a chance to win:

  • An autographed copy of the paperback version of "Twisted Rage"
  • An official "Twisted Rage" t-shirt
  • And an official "Twisted Rage" Poster, signed by Shay Collins

To enter, you must:

Download a copy of "Twisted Rage" by Shay Collins to your Nook, Kindle, PC or other ebook reading devide between May 31, 2011 and June 30, 2011

Forward confirmation of your paid download to

5 lucky winners will be chosen and announced on July 2, 2011

Good luck. Oh, and by the way, contest ends at midnight June 30, 2011. Don't wait. You could be one of the winners.
P.S. The 5 lucky winners will be mentioned on the Shay Collins blog.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

It's Alive

It's official! My book is now available online! I am so so excited about this and looking forward to this journey.

On another note: I am starting to work on the first book in my mystery series. I'm not letting that cat out of the bag until it's getting close to time to publish. (Don't want to be sharing the title with too many folks;)

Anywhoo, got tons of work to do.

Today I learned that it is virtually impossible not to share your book title with another author in some way, shape or form. You can research until you are blue in the face and someone else can still come out with a title that either exactly matches yours or comes pretty darn close. Sigh.

I am still happy though. My hat's off to authors and those that aspire to be. It takes a lot of work to write and publish a book. I mean, I had no idea about how to format a book, and hire an editor, and a proofreader, or get a cover designed. I thought you just came up with a name, wrote a book, uploaded it, and poof--like magic you became an author. Not so.

The book has to have a certain format. The cover has to be a certain size or the photos will look blurry. Whew! I am sweating again just thinking about all that work.

And the crazy part: now that I have one book under my belt, I am so anxious to write more;)

I hear an evil laugh building up inside of me.

I guess that's all for today. I will probably be up until the wee hours of the morning pounding away at yet another story.

It feels great to be an author.


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Tuesday, May 24, 2011

'Twisted' Sample

Here it is. The Introduction from 'Twisted Rage'. Let me know your thoughts;)

An Official Shay Collins Preview

He stared at the house, thoughts of vengeance racing through his mind. Outrage filled his heart. He was only seventeen, and already he had been hurt more times than he could stand. Hurt too much by girls that made him love them, then left him. He had the red gasoline can in his hands. Had the pack of matches ready. He knew his girlfriend, well, his now ex-girlfriend, was asleep in the house. The big, towering three story house overlooking the New Chisten Bay. It would have been so easy to kill her.
He saw her with that other boy. The star quarterback from Lincoln Academy. Saw her kissing him in the backseat of his sporty little red Corsica. She had lied to him though; said she was sick with the flu. Yet, she was well enough to lock lips with some super jock from Lincoln.
What kind of fool did she take him for? He knew her parents were out of town. Knew her younger sister and older brother were away. She had spilled her guts to him. She trusted him. Trusted him a little too much.
He made his way up the flagstone path to the porch, his eyes burning red with anger. His mouth twitched with excitement. He hated her now. Hated her with all his heart. Hated her with all the strength he once used to love her. He was ruined. Ruined because she had opened her mouth to curse him. Opened her mouth to say how much she hated him. This night he knew, that if he didn’t kill her, he would never be able to love again.
It wasn’t enough for him to call her and say that he was through with her. To tell her that he had caught her red handed, cheating on him. He had to get revenge.
He was on the porch now, his hand resting on the bronze doorknob. The book of matches now lay peacefully on top of the can of gasoline. He knew she never locked the door. Never could remember to. Now, she was going to wish that she had made it a little harder for him to kill her.
Slowly he turned the knob, pushing the door open. No lights were on, except for the light over the staircase. He made his way to the steps, drenching his path with gasoline. Smiling. Pouring. Up the stairs. Pouring. Then he came to her bedroom door. It was closed. That was odd. She never slept with her door closed.  He set the can down beside the door and pressed his ear to it. He could hear her laughing. What was she doing in there? He picked up the can, and slowly opened the door.
Her back was facing the door he could see, though there were no lights on in the bedroom. Atleast, someone’s back was to the door.
“Right there,” she said, the bed squeaking as someone started to move around. She wasn’t alone. She really was in bed with another guy! He was really upset now. In fact, he was furious. He frowned and ducked down, drenching the floor around him with gasoline. She was laughing again. He hated her laugh now. He hated the laugh that had once sounded so sweet to him.
Now he listened as the bed squeaked once again. Had someone seen him?
“I love you,” a male voice said, in between long pauses. Obvious kisses.
“I love you, too,” she began, “now make love to me.”
He couldn’t stand it. He hated what his ears were hearing. He had to stop it. And he had to do it now.
Angrily, he made his way back out to the hall. Struck a match. Tossed it into her bedroom. First it got the carpet. Then it got the dresser. Finally, the bed was inflamed.
He cried hysterically as he ran from the house. He didn’t stop running until he was free. Until he was back outside, in the safety of his car. He placed his keys in the ignition. Started the engine. Drove halfway down the block.
He watched through his rear view mirror as the tall house burned, filling the night air with a faint orange glow. He dropped his head and cried again. Just before he burst into laughter. It had been so easy to kill. So easy. And it would only be easier to do it again.

New cover, I think I love you

Today I saw my new cover for the first time and I fell so deeply in love with it. It is so amazing how a person can take something you did and not take away from it, but make it look better. Wow. When I opened the email this morning to download the JPEG, I almost wanted to cry.
I know that covers sell books. Good looking covers mean good looking sales, right?

I don't know. I guess only time will tell that one.

I just wanted to pop in and share that.

 If you have a blog, let's follow each other.


Monday, May 23, 2011

This road as a new author

OMG! That's what I am thinking as I embark on this road a new author. Especially as an ebook author.
While ebook publishing may seem easy, trust me, the same amount of blood, sweat and tears goes into an ebook as does a paperback or hardcover book.

OMG! I wish I had known that I should have been marketing six months ago, in preparation for the release date, which for now has been pushed back a week due to a conflict with my editor's schedule and mine. Darn holidays.

Anyways, I guess I should be happy. In a few days I, Anna 'Shay' Collins, will become a published author. (Yes, that's my full name)

I have so much to learn. Like, how I can tweet from my cell phone. How can I update my status on Facebook when I update my tweets from my cell phone.

I can respond to emails, while updating my Facebook status, while tweeting, all on my cell phone. (Cell phones are AMAZING)

I have learned that I can create an app all about me and my books (Not that I'm that vain....or am I? I don't know)

But I am so truly happy about all the support I am receiving lately. I have found a blog that offers some great help about this whole publishing process. You can read it here.

I am also learning that you can follow people's blogs. You can follow anything these days. ;)

Well, that's enough random thoughts from me today. But if you do have a blog, let's follow each other. I think that would be cool;)



Thursday, May 19, 2011

Ahhh...My first Post

Okay, cool. This is the first post to my new blog, and I have to say, I feel so excited just to be writing it. I write for teens, right, so I want this to be a blog that they can totally relate to. So here's some little tidbits about me that I think are cool:

  • I have been writing stories since I was eight years old.
  • I published my first story in the fifth grade.
  • My favorite colors are hot pink, red, black, brown and grey.
  • I love computers
  • I think writing stories and books is the coolest thing ever ;)

Okay, so I don't have a long extensive list here, but hey, I'm just getting started.

Why did I chose to become a writer?

I love to tell stories. When I was younger, I found that they kept me out of lots of trouble. (just kidding;)

I am so excited to be releasing my first book. It's the coolest thing ever.

"Twisted Rage" is the story of a young man who is fed up with cheating girlfriends. So, he takes revenge into his own hands and pecks them off one by one.
I will be posting a sneak peak in a few days.

It will be available as an ebook first, then as a paperback book. It's  real twist tale. (no pun intended;)

Okay, that's enough.

Share this post with your friends. And be sure to get your copy of "Twisted Rage" for your Kindle, Nook, Smartphone, whatever you read on, starting May 23, 2011.

My next book, which I won't reveal the title yet, will definitely be a thrill ride. It's about a young psychic. That's all I will let out for now.

Until next time,