You Just Never Know…


This meme is being used solely for the purpose of showing why “Judging By Appearance” is totally off-base. Not intended to offend anyone.

I went to the salon last night and got my hair done – FINALLY! It was so over due. Nothing feels better than walking out of the salon after spending an hour or so getting put back together again. I didn’t even do anything different or wild, just a trim and re-color (you know to cover all the damage from having teenagers), but man do I feel 100% better.

I refuse to go anywhere else than my normal beautician – I think we can all agree, when you find “The One” – you will travel miles to get to them! Yes, I’m still talking about my stylist. 😛 Which just happens to be in the same town my mom and sister live in, so I had to stop by and show off the do.

My sister and I have the same problem. We can’t just get our hair dyed on a whim. We have to make sure the dye isn’t red based. We have natural red highlights that our hair will amplify to the millionth degree and it isn’t pretty or flattering. That became the topic of our conversation when she asked exactly which color brown I had gotten (warm chocolate) which my hair still gives an appropriate amount of red tint to.

“Thank you Grandma Doris!” We both exclaimed. Grandma was a natural born redhead and even though that gene skipped our dad, we’ve been struggling with the mild side-affects for years!

I know how odd our family’s appearances are based on the dominant ethnic groups we descend from. I’m not sure what people think when they see me, or if they give any thought to it all. We’re all Heinz 57’s. But I had someone who ‘just knew’ I was of Hispanic descent, because of my dark hair/eyes and slightly tan (olive?) complexion. My sister has the same dark coloring, but she is fair skinned. I wasn’t offended, but we’re not of Hispanic or Latin descent, so I corrected them… kinda.

“It’s Native American.”

This isn’t a lie, nor the most honest explanation, it’s just the easiest without going into a long, drawn-out genealogical report. People have no qualms accepting my Native American heritage, because of my appearance. But, I didn’t get my coloring from my father, who is the one that carries the Native American bloodline.

My dad has dirty-blonde hair and blue eyes, even though he tans darker than me in the summer. His dad also had blue eyes, but before that:



My dad’s grandfather (L) and great uncle (R)

See, my dad’s mom was the naturally born redhead, Grandma Doris. But she’s not the Irish bloodline, she’s from a strong English descent. I know, English redheads are just as common, so that’s not really odd. Try explaining your Native American dad having blond hair and blue eyes because of his English mother, though… see how this is becoming complicated?

Then where the heck does all of this dark hair and eyes come from? My mom. Who is 90% Irish and 10% English. Her father was from a long line of ‘Black Irish’ (dark hair/eyed Irish) from Tynagh, County Galway. Though her mother was also half Irish, she had blond hair and blue eyes. My mother, on the other hand, only took after her father and his entire family with dark brown hair, pure brown eyes and fair complexion. My grandpa’s family has very strong genes!

In essence, even though people wholeheartedly accept my Native American heritage based off how I look, the only thing I really have to show for it, is my slightly tanner than normal complexion. Otherwise, my sister and I both have dark hair, and dark eyes – all thanks to our very Irish mother.

So, when you see that doe-eyed brunette out on St. Paddy’s day wearing the “Kiss Me, I’m Irish” t-shirt, don’t look at her like she’s crazy – she is: Black Irish crazy. Best to just give her a smooch than push your luck! 🍀 😉

Oh, and I guess the moral of this story is don’t judge a book by it’s fabulous, multi-heritage cover, because you just never know…

🍀 This blog post is approved as appropriate for March, if nothing else. 🍀





$5 Amazon GC Giveaway & Guest Post ♥ What Lainey Sees by: Laura Tobias!

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TITLE – What Lainey Sees
AUTHOR – Laura Tobias
GENRE – cross genre: time travel, romantic suspense, Native American romance
LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 110 K
PUBLISHER – Laura Tobias
COVER ARTIST – Angie-O Creations

PLEASE NOTE: What Lainey Sees is in Kindle Select. And it will be part of a Kindle Countdown August 26, 27, 28 during this three day promo run. – What this means is the book will be on sale at Amazon during this three day blast! It’ll be on sale on AMAZON.COM/.UK ONLY. Sale price: .99 cents all day August 26 and until 6 pm PST August 27. Then up to $1.99 for the remainder of August 27 and all of August 28th. It goes back to its regular price of $3.29 at 8 am PST August 29th.

What Lainey Sees - Cover BOOK SYNOPSIS

Centuries ago, the passion they shared as Native American lovers ended in tragedy. Together again and unaware of their past, can they claim the love that’s rightfully theirs?

Seattle newspaper reporter Lainey Hughes is desperate to find her mother who has disappeared into a doomsday cult sequestered somewhere in the Pacific Northwest. She teams up with Gage Stuart, a jaded cop whose young son is also being held there. As they race up the coast in a kayak searching for their loved ones, Lainey’s visions show her the past . . . the present . . . and the future.

Lives are on the line. Love is within reach. And trust is hard to come by.

What Lainey Sees may help two wounded souls embrace their future . . . but only if they’ll learn from past mistakes.






Guest Post

I am super excited to have not only a fellow author, but a fellow Pacific Northwesterner here today to share in her 3-Day book blast of What Lainey Sees!  So, Laura, I was very intrigued by the synopsis of your book and have to ask: What kind of research did you have to do for your book? Did you enjoy it?

Thanks for having me on your blog and what a terrific question!

I do a lot of research for every book I write and I love it. It’s a joy to explore and lose myself in a topic. The challenge is knowing when to stop. What Lainey Sees required a considerable amount of research and some of it was research I didn’t even realize I was doing at the time.

For instance, I’ve always been fascinated by the concept of past lives. I grew up with grandparents who were deeply interested in metaphysics and psychic phenomenon so it wasn’t unusual for me to read about those subjects from a relatively young age, and to talk about them with family members too. To this day, I read books on metaphysics and spirituality for fun and relaxation. My husband thinks it’s crazy. He’s not into what he calls ‘woo woo stuff.’ I used that dynamic in the story between Lainey – who is psychic – and her love interest, Gage who sides with my husband!

What Lainey Sees isn’t a classic time travel but more of a dual story line where the main characters find themselves living in two distinctly different time periods, and both of those time periods impact and influence the other. In the present day, Seattle newspaper reporter Lainey Hughes is desperate to find her mother who has disappeared into a doomsday cult sequestered somewhere in the Pacific Northwest. She teams up with Gage Stuart, a jaded cop whose young son is also being held there. As they race up the coast in a kayak searching for their loved ones, their past life intrudes. Lainey has visions of being a powerful Indian shaman woman called Bright Eyes and she knows, with certainty, that Gage was her lover in that life – a powerful Nootka warrior named Satsokis. Given that their past life was tempestuous and ultimately tragic, trust is very hard to come by. And while they do have another chance at love, it won’t be easy for them.

I spent years reporting for the CBC and writing freelance for a number of newspapers and those experiences helped me understand and shape Lainey’s character. I also spent years covering the crime beat and many nights riding along with police officers as they worked. That helped me understand Gage’s makeup, and it also provided insight into challenges Lainey and Gage would face when they were on the run from the police trying to rescue their family members.

The Pacific Northwest setting and the decision to give them past lives as Native Americans came to me one summer when our family camped near Long Beach, British Columbia. We visited museums in the area where I was exposed to a variety of Native American artifacts. We saw bears and other wildlife (there were cougar warnings at the time and a cougar plays prominently in What Lainey Sees.) We took a kayak trip and came within touching distance of a massive humpback whale. It was a profound experience that I wanted to include in the story so Lainey and Gage come just as close to a humpback as they head up the coast in their kayak.

As I wrote, I continued to immerse myself in Native American culture of the Pacific Northwest. I travelled to Washington State where I visited the Makah Museum and spent time at Makah Days in Neah Bay. I read a number of books including the actual diary of John R. Jewitt who was captured and held captive by the Nootkas for over two years in the early 1800s. His detailed notes, including names and customs and beliefs, formed the basis for the story of Bright Eyes and Satsokis.

Even when What Lainey Sees was finished and handed off to the editor, I still found myself reading and researching. I suspect some of that material will end up in subsequent books. Likely books with some kind of past life element.

Laura Tobias


She interrupted him. “Hold me, Gage. Just hold me. We could have died back there. My God, what would have happened to my mother?”

There were times to think and times not to think. Like now. Gage shut his eyes and held her. For a minute, he pretended Keven was safe. They were safe. That everything was normal. He inhaled Lainey’s scent, the feel of her breasts beneath her jacket. His hand traced the curve of her hip, the swell of her tight, round ass. Sweet Carolina, she felt good.



She dropped her arms, took his head between her hands and brought his face forward until his lips were within grazing distance of her own. “I . . . want . . . you.” Each word was a puff of heat sliding out from her lips into his.

His body responded in the most elemental way. He wanted her. Bad. He wanted to make this respite from danger last just a little bit longer. But that was his dick talking, and the last time he’d listened, he’d gotten his rocks burned, not off. He inched back and put some space between them. “You’re in shock, Lainey. You don’t know what you’re saying.”

She feathered her lips over his. “I’m saying I want you.”

The backs of his knees quivered.

She brushed her lips over his a second time. “You. Gage Stuart.”

“Now who’s teasing?” he asked thickly.

“I’m not teasing, I’m begging.” This lip brush had a little tongue action.

He trembled. He’d told her she would beg for him.

“Isn’t that what you wanted?” She licked his lower lip. “Me to beg?”

His mouth was on fire. “You don’t know what you’re saying.”

“I do, Gage. This time, I do. Make love to me.” Her eyes were a rich, dark chocolate, heavy-lidded with passion. “I need to forget everything for a little while. Celebrate being alive.” Her arms went under his shirt. “No strings. No ulterior motives. Just two people taking comfort from each other.” Her jacket sleeve was slippery cold against his skin, but her fingers were hot as they grazed his belly, his nipples. He shivered.

He was standing in a cold cave with a warm woman crawling all over him. Wanting him. His need was great, his body was primed, the woman was ready and willing. So why couldn’t he pretend it was just about sex?

Because this was different. The why of it didn’t matter. It just was. He needed Lainey Hughes like he needed his next breath.

Maybe even more.

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By the time she hit Grade Four, Laura Tobias knew she was going to be a writer. So did the teachers. It was the persistent daydreaming and invisible friends that tipped them off. The question was: how could she daydream for the rest of her life and get paid for it? The answer: Trade the crayons for a computer and write those stories down. Oh, and grow up first. She’s managed the first two. She’s still working on the growing up part.

Laura Tobias lives with her family, including two Shetland sheepdogs, in the Pacific Northwest. When she’s not reading or writing she’s either playing in the garden or spying on people at the grocery store. Laura is an award winning author of 19 books for teens and children written as Laura Langston.








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