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My playlist for The Time Seekers

Ready to find out what I listened to while writing my wildly successful novel, The Time Seekers? Well, it started off with this:

And then it turned into this:

And of course, this:

Then this:

And finally, this:

And much, much more, but mostly the above. Have a great one!

A review for The Time Seekers

Whitney Boyd, a writer I admire very much, has written a great review for the new book. If you haven't read any of Whitney's well-written and engaging novels about modern relationships (In the Stars, Iced Romance) then do yourself a favor and pick one up for a fun read. Thank you, Whitney, for the wonderful review!

THE TIME SEEKERS by Amy Saia is a fast-paced and thrilling novel, where time is twisted and shifted and people are not who they seem to be. Emma and William Bennett, newly married college students have some secrets. Recently they escaped a soul seeking cult led by a ruthless leader, Marcus, and are trying to get back to normal life. However, normal life isn't all that easy. William, a former ghost, can't shake his past life in the 1950s, and Emma can't forget a boy she loved, Jesse, who gave his life so she could live. Torn between time and lovers, William and Emma have to return to Springvale in the 1950s in order to stop the cult before it d…

Taking a moment

September 23rd (tomorrow) is the official release date for The Time Seekers. As usual I'm in some weird bubble of non-belief, or fear, or maybe just a whole crazy mixture of different emotions. It's one thing to sit and write a book, but it's something else to accept the reality of the achievement once a final destination has been arrived at.

This is a weird transition from the topic at hand, but I realized last week that my back injury was a metaphor for my life—throbbing pain and sleepless nights which left me crabby for days on end. I have finally arrived at the point where I would rather lose an arm than quit something when I believe in it. Be that writing or just not giving up on myself as a human being, then message received and message understood. It's nice to know that I'm stronger now than I used to be. Although, stubbing a toe will make me cry. Just sayin'.

Having this second book published is one of those things where I could not give up or somethin…

Friday, friday

My back is a lot better. My ego? Still hurting. Can't believe I got hurt after all the exercise I do on a daily basis. What a crappy week and there's still two days left. It can only get better, right? It has to.

Mantra of the day:

I am perfect and nothing truly hurts me

If only. But I'll keep repeating it just in case. I want the universe to hear, loud and clear, that I am ready for the GOOD STUFF! Bring it on.

By the way, I need your help. I still need readers and reviews for The Time Seekers. Email me at amysaia79(at) for an electronic download ARC copy if you're interested. I'd be very grateful if you did. And, hey, free book!

Also, if you are anywhere near where fine books are sold, please ask for The Time Seekers so it can be stocked. I contacted my local bookstore and was told they won't stock it unless it is in demand. I could be underhanded and do it myself using different phones and a variety of voices ("Hello, do you have, eh, zee book,…

Do you hear that? It's my back breaking in half . . .

What a week. Julia was home from school with a cold for two days, and now Liam is home because he insists he doesn't feel good. I already took Julia to the clinic for a strep test, which was negative, but if Liam says he's sick I don't want to risk it sending him on a rainy day. Better if he stays home.

Anyway, Liam's my little helper. Because . . . I hurt my back. I was perfectly fine yesterday, but I just had to lift a planter outside. Julia put her hand down right where I was going to place it and, BAM, I threw my lower back out. Being tall I know how to and how not to lift heavy objects, but this was one of those unseen, unavoidable situations. I couldn't drop it on her hand, and there wasn't enough time to do anything else but move it forward and . . . ouch. It started aching slowly, but by bedtime I was in serious pain. Regardless, I washed the dishes, folded the laundry, brushed my teeth, made the kids get ready for bed, and then very carefully lowered m…

And now, I'm talkin' sitcoms

I mentioned Leave It to Beaver in my last post, the classic nuclear family sitcom of the 1950s. One of my favorite shows, I used to race home to watch reruns after school. Although some people see it as an example of the stifled emotion, stiff-upper-lip and 'Cut your hair, son' type of programs, for me it was merely reflection of its era, not an endorsement, and just a darn good show. Take any sitcom on TV today and tell me the plot didn't derive from a LeavIt to Beaver episode in some way. You can't. That show went through every scenario and emotion in regards to being a child or human, and the troubles thereof. Beaver keeps a lost puppy, Beaver picks up a baby rabbit, Beaver skips school, Wally wrecks the car, Wally dates the 'bad' girl in town, Wally and his crooked friend Eddy Haskel do underhanded business and get caught. There was the old 'confidant,' Gus, the fireman who provided sage advice to little Beaver. Gus was great. And the starched-apro…

Writing in a Time Machine

When I began The Time Seekers, my knowledge of the Edsel and Jack Benny was good but not great. I'd grown up watching Leave it to Beaver and I Love Lucy reruns, and had access to a small town not much different than the one depicted on the aforementioned shows. But we all know those things are not enough to base a book on. What I needed was an innate knowledge of the setting and the people who lived in it. Basically, I had to create a time machine in my head so I could quickly imagine myself in a 1950s world. First was learning the little details of everyday life—the true foundation of any era or decade.

I read magazines. Every Look and Life and Saturday Evening Post I could get my hands on. I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy the whole process. Give me a vintage magazine and I'm the happiest girl on earth. All those glossy, full color ads of lipsticks and Jell-o; huge cars swallowed in gleaming chrome, and Lark cigarettes. Everything NEW! And NOW! Newspapers. I foun…

ARCs for The Time Seekers . . .

I am in possession of ARCs for The Time Seekers, so if any of you grand and beautiful people would like to read and review, please let me know. I have Mobi and pdf for your reading pleasure. You can reach me at amysaia79(at)gmail(dot)com. Many thanks!

Emma and William Bennett are not the newlywed college students they appear to be. Besides both being telepathic, William is a former ghost from the 1950’s. Otherwise, your typical young couple. Emma wants William to loosen up a bit. William wants Emma to spend less time with her too-helpful art mentor.

When the soul-stealing cult they escaped from prior to their marriage threatens their lives, Emma and William must return to Springvale, to an earlier time and stop the leader before his rise to power. But once back in his hometown, William loses his memories, post-1956.

Now Emma’s formerly traditional husband is young and reckless and ignoring her warnings about the dangerous new group. In fact, William doesn’t remember her at all.…

A view, a peak, a feather

It started off with a red sky  A feather fell into my universe  Was pleasant enough, comical even  My offspring battled the gods

 One for Tom ( I remembered!)
And then me.

Call for readers!

Update—I still need readers, so if you enjoy time-travel romance with a bit of ghostly action, please let me know via the email below!

Pretty soon I'll have ARCs (advanced reading copies) for The Time Seekers, and so I am officially putting out an invitation for readers. You get a free ebook from me and I (hopefully) get a review from you.

Any takers? Email me at amysaia79(at) if interested.

Many thanks, and Happy Labor Day! I'm going to get some reading done and enjoy this cooler weather we're having. Oh, and I'm also way into Big Brother. It's the only reality show I watch. What are your plans for the day?


(picture by Joe Crawford from Moorpark, California, USA (Flickr) [CC-BY-2.0 (], via Wikimedia Commons)