Book Trailer & Release Date


Good morning/afternoon. After much deliberation with myself, I have decided to release my novel on January 21, 2022. I am a bundle of nerves to the point where my anxiety is grinning like a Cheshire cat from the backseat.

I am sure a lot of authors have felt this way, and along with other emotions for their first time. It doesn’t matter if it’s they’re traditionally published or self-published; the swarming of mixed emotions would still occurred.

Not only have I chosen this month because it’s, well, the first month of the year, but mainly because it is my dad’s birthday month. He was born on January 6th. (May he rest in paradise.) Though he’s not physically here anymore, I still want to honored him in some way. And, I finally was able to buy him a headstone.

I’m not going to get all mushy right now, but this month means so much to me than the month I was born.

Well, I have named one of my characters after my dad and mirrored the behavior of the two. That part was unintentional, and character “spoke” to me to keep going, so there’s that.

The book trailer, (you already know what it is) is to share a visual of the main characters, and so on. While looking back at the video, a thought hit me that I haven’t done an interview with my character, Caitlin like I’ve done with Paris and Trent. Hmm, we shall see.

So, tell us in the comments, what your first time publishing a novel was like? And if you haven’t publish yet, what are your thoughts about doing so and feelings about it?

Thank you for reading, and watching.

— Pamela 💜

Music sample created by: My Daughter

Interview with Paris – Click here

Interview with Trent – Click here

(I don’t own rights to the music. Photos and videos credit: pexels.com, bookbrush.com, and storyblocks.com.)

Final Sample Reading #MondayBlogs


Good morning/afternoon everyone! I hope all is going well with you. The thing with each new year as with any day or month, is to do self-reflection. And to continue to heal parts of me and do any cleansing, whether it’s spiritual, physical, or both, it is needed.

More on that for another post.

I would like to share with you the final sample reading from Secrets Unveil. If you haven’t read the previous sample, you can do so here.

I plan to release the novel this month. I am also still working on the release date and I will keep you updated. I promise.


Chapter 2

“Hey, Paris! Are you coming with us to the store?” A red-haired girl called out to her as she adjusted the straps of her backpack over her shoulders.

Paris’s chestnut eyes took in the two girls she would be studying with and mentally rolled her eyes.

Kayla knew she was supposed to be hanging out with Sean this evening. Still, since he usually likes to cancel out on her, Kayla thought she could save her the trouble by getting her to hang out with friends who enjoy her company.

Standing at five feet, three inches tall with shoulder-length auburn hair, Paris has skin the color of cinnamon and naturally arched eyebrows. Though she likes being around others sometimes, she considers herself a loner.

“Nah, you two go ‘head. I’ll be fine. Sean texted me earlier that he was still coming,” Paris told her. She started walking in the north part of the Science Building and onto the sidewalk from the parking lot. She knows she wasn’t supposed to be standing out by herself because of the school rules. No female student is supposed to be left alone when the sun goes down. And given five minutes, it was getting close for the sun to set.

She knows she wasn’t supposed to be standing out by herself because of the school rules. No female student is supposed to be left alone when the sun goes down. And given five minutes, it was getting close for the sun to set.

“Okay, now, if he doesn’t show up, call or text one of us to come back and get you. Don’t walk like you did last time. The store isn’t that far, but that doesn’t mean you need to do it,” Kayla went on, expressing concern for her.

Paris nodded her head in response, not feeling it. It was pointless, and she felt like it was also fake. An aging security guard was standing nearby, observing the surroundings with his hands on his hips. Oh, I feel so safe, Paris thought sarcastically.

“Trust me, I’m good. Sean can’t possibly be late or a no-show, again!” After the girls said their final farewells, Paris let out a huge sigh and saw that Sean wasn’t waiting for her like he said he would in his black Mustang. With the conversation she just had with Kayla about him, her mind immediately went to the thought that he was running late for sure, or worse, a no-show.

“Don’t do me like this, Sean!” She rummaged hastily through her purse for her Samsung cell phone and cursed.

The phone went black, and when she tried to hit the side button, nothing happened. She was infuriated. How did her cell phone die so quickly? The last time she checked, it was at forty-five percent, and that was the last hour!

She figured she had enough time to make it home to charge it since she left her charger there or could have used Sean’s. Now, she has no idea if he was trying to call her; however, it still doesn’t make any sense why he’s not there right now in the first place!

Paris turned around, fed up with the waiting around. She contemplated using the phone in the school to call him. As soon as Paris spun on her heels to do so, she ended up running smack dab into a tall guy with dreadlocks hanging down inches from his buttocks. She gasps.

This dude is so damn fine; she was mesmerized. Paris tried to remember where she saw him

As soon as Paris spun on her heels to do so, she ended up running smack dab into a tall guy with dreadlocks hanging down inches from his buttocks. She gasps.

This dude is so damn fine; she was mesmerized. Paris tried to remember where she saw him because he looked so familiar, but her brain and mouth failed to work at the moment.

Source: Final Sample Reading