Book Review for Burning Embers, Spark to Flame


Brittany Harbor wears loss like a second skin. She once glowed among New York’s sparkling elite, a whispered name in ballrooms and tabloids. Now, she masks behind a face chiseled by numerous surgeries, a shield that hides the pain no blade ever could have touched. Her father’s abrupt death stole her anchor; her husband’s followed, shattering what remained. The paparazzi’s relentless glare and her mother’s cloying control became too much. So, she fled, trading city lights for a Colorado cabin tucked away in the kind of quiet she hadn’t known she needed.

But, that quiet didn’t last. Devon Van Dyke stumbled into her world with a smile too easy and a presence that tugged at something she’d buried deep. Then he brought Shawn Severs into the mix. Shawn’s different. Rough-edged, and steady, he’s a stark contrast to Devon’s polish. Something crackles between them, unspoken and heavy, but Brittany’s walls are high, and Shawn doesn’t seem eager to climb. She’s untangling her own heart when Devon’s mask slips and everything shifts. Betrayal hits hard, pulling her into a spiral where survival isn’t guaranteed. Devon’s not the man she thought. He’s a threat now, one that claws at the fragile life she’s clinging to. Cornered, she leans toward Shawn, the one person who might not let her down. But trust? That’s a jagged pill when your scars still ache. The stakes climb, secrets spill, and Brittany’s left staring down a crossroads: wade into the chaos for a shot at something real, or let fear choke it all out.

Author Diane M. How’s writing is sharp, engaging and cinematic. Her voice and tone have been well-established with complex characters that keep the story moving at a fast-pace. In addition, she is a master at balancing high-stakes and suspenseful twists and turns, with moments of reflection, which gives the book an electric energy and strong emotional core. 

Overall, Spark to Flame weaves resilience, romance, and danger into a pulse-quickening ride that doesn’t let go until the end. Highly recommended! – Review by Book Excellence (bookexcellence.com)

Book Birthing


I’ve been introduced to so many new terminologies in the past two years, most of them pertaining to writing, my head spins like that little blue circle on my computer does every time it doesn’t want to connect to something.

I laughed the first time I read a Facebook post announcing a book birth. Boy, what a crazy term, I thought. As I’ve muddled through the complex and overwhelming process of self-publishing, I decided I probably know where the term originated, even though I haven’t confirmed it yet.

I remember the excitement being pregnant, eons ago mind you, but still, it’s one of those things you don’t easily forget. Oh, my gosh. The excitement! I had a baby growing inside me. It wasn’t long before I could feel her squirming about, kicking and reminding me that soon I’d be holding this precious little bundle with tiny fingers and toes, stroking it’s tender cheeks and drawing in the insatiable scent of a newborn.

As the months passed, my joy turned to anxiety. What did I know about being a mother? Sure, I’d learned some things from watching my younger siblings, but to be totally responsible for this tiny miracle I carried inside me? It was overwhelming to comprehend, especially since I wasn’t handed a book giving me specific instructions for handling colic, puberty or dating.

Similarly, when I first started writing The Dahlonega Sisters, The Gold Miner Ring, I was enthusiastic and couldn’t wait to complete each chapter. Then as I shared it with my critique group, I began to understand it needed a lot of nurturing. After many rewrites and edits, somewhere around my fourth draft, I got brave enough to set a delivery date of October, no later than November 2019.

That’s when the labor pains began. I had to learn the pros and cons of self-publishing versus traditional, and then someone threw in “hybrid” just for good measure. Simple words like genre became complex. I didn’t understand the challenge of finding the appropriate genre for the book I wrote. All I knew was that I wrote something I wanted to share with others.

With the hand-holding assistant of my mentor, dear friend, and talented author, Jeanne Felfe, https://www.BridgetoUsBook.com, I managed to learn the difference and need for an ISBN, LCCN, AISN, and a thousand other acronyms with which I won’t bore you.

The much anticipated day of arrival came and the delivery man left a box on my doorstep. I anxiously removed the first book and stroked the delicate matte cover, savoring the heavenly scent of my freshly printed manuscript. I restrained from using the term book birth, but I did take a picture to post on my author FB page, https://www.facebook.com/dianemhow/

And now I know the job of “raising” this new addition will be even harder than giving birth to it. I’m overwhelmed with notices from Book Bub, Facebook, Amazon, and dozens of unread articles on promoting and marketing. Then there’s twitter, FB, Instagram, and so many more social media opportunities. But I’m determined to do my best, taking one bite of the elephant at a time.

It would be an honor if you’d stop by for a visit.

https://www.amazon.com/author/dianemhow

It’s available everywhere!

Happy Book Birth, The Dahlonega Sisters! Hope you have many siblings to follow.