2015 Upcoming Events

Hi folks!

If you’re looking to catch up with me, I’m planning to be at the following events in 2015.

4/11/2015  – Colorado Teen Lit Conference (Denver, CO)

4/12/2015  – DC Libraries Local Author Showcase Panel (Parker, CO)

6/18/2015 – 6/21/2015 – UtopYA 2015 Conference (Nashville, TN) Pre-Order Books, coming soon!

9/11/2015 – 9/13/2015 – RMFW Colorado Cold Conference (Denver, CO)


Never Hurt Me: Release & Giveaway!

Hey everyone! Join me in celebrating the release of Shawn McGuire’s 3rd book in her Wish Makers Series… NEVER HURT ME.

I am super excited to share this book with you! Having read all three and also knowing what’s in store for books 4 & 5… I can tell you this is an excellent series. And the covers just keep getting more and more amazing!

Never Hurt Me

Everyone has a wish. Desiree’s just got real.

For forty-five years, eternally-eighteen-year-old Desiree has been in a sort of limbo, granting wishes for others while never receiving her own. Now it’s her turn, and she’s finally going to get what she asked for so long ago: a second chance at life.

Once back in the real world, Desiree meets Dara, a girl who must beg for money in order to buy food. With nothing to give her and powerless to grant a wish for her, Desiree begins to wonder if she would have been better off staying where she was.

There’s one other thing Desiree hadn’t bargained for. Not being a genie means not being with Kaf. And that’s a huge problem because falling in love with her chauvinistic, exasperating, gorgeous boss was the last thing Desiree expected.

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Goodreads Book Giveaway

Never Hurt Me by Shawn McGuire

Never Hurt Me

by Shawn McGuire

Giveaway ends January 31, 2015.

See the giveaway details
at Goodreads.

I’d never gotten close to any of my charges. Not that I hadn’t cared about them, I had. It’s just that I was put on their life path to do a job, not to become attached to them. We were never meant to have long-lasting relationships. Then came Mandy and Crissy.

In a little more than three months, those girls had become a permanent part of my life path. I’d do anything for them. That’s why instinct took over when Crissy was being attacked. I hadn’t thought, I’d just reacted. The call afterward to appear before Kaf, my boss, didn’t surprise me. The fact that he’d waited so long did. Crissy’s wish had ended days ago. Maybe the delay was a timeout, of sorts, so I could think about what I’d done.

I found King Kaf at the very back of his cave seated on a throne. An actual one this time, made of gold and emerald instead of the cloud formation he usually perched upon. Very formal. That couldn’t be good. Orange and green smoke swirled behind him like an acid trip through a kaleidoscope. He had his big book, his compendium of wishes, out and opened to a specific page. One that had been bookmarked by a strip of tie-dyed fabric.

About the Author

shawnmcguireShawn McGuire is the author of young adult novels that blend contemporary settings and issues with a touch of fantasy and magic. She started writing after seeing the first Star Wars movie (that’s episode IV) as a kid. She couldn’t wait for the next movie to come out so wrote her own episodes. Sadly, those notebooks are long lost, but her desire to write is as strong now as it was then.
Her books deal with harder topics (dating violence, death of a sibling, divorce, substance abuse, runaways, etc.) because she believes it is important to talk about these things. Those kinds of topics can be hard to handle and a bit overwhelming, so she infuses a bit of humor in her work as well because she also believes that a sense of humor can help you get through just about anything.

Shawn lives in Colorado with her family where she loves to read, cook and bake, craft, decorate her house, and spend time hiking and camping in the spectacular Rocky Mountains.

Find Shawn Online


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Shawn’s Other Works

The Wish Makers Series
Sticks and Stones (Book #1)
Break My Bones (Book #2)

Monday Blog Game: Show Me Your Desk!

According to my friend Susan Spann, January 12 is official “Clean Off Your Desk Day.” And since that task is impossible for many writers (present company included), the Monday Blog Game* version of the observance is SHOW ME YOUR DESK–or tell me about it, if photos aren’t an option.

My office is organized into sections for my nonprofit work and my writing, and I am always looking for ways to make sure there is ample room for both. My current plan involves the scheduling of the different hats as far as the desk goes, so we don’t cross the streams. This allows for whichever project/work/task to take over the space, and then be put away when the other is on the schedule. It also does wonders to keep me focused when I am working on a deadline. So far so good.


Today, I am plotting with a wee bit of writing.  I have my little board for post-it notes, my calendar of achievement (ala Victoria Schwab). The window faces west and I get to look over the little greenbelt we have at whatever weather is rolling in off the mountains. The newest addition to my space sits under the lamp: a bristle and canvas squirrel named Wicker who reminds me to get my stuff done. Between the windows is my inspiration wall/vision board, with snippets of things, photos, and a little tree with paper leaves on which I have written my goals and five-year-ish bucket list.

I love my office. It’s like my woman-cave in which all my shrapnel is stored. It’s also the warmest room in the house. *yay*

The working part of my desk is home to my PC, my ipad mini with Evernote front and center, and the creative man himself, Mr. Whedon, reminding me to shut up and get to work.



As for company, Maisy here usually sits on the chair on the other side of my desk so she can keep an eye on me. But she had a checkup this morning and was traumatized at the violation she endured and has been out of sorts since.



My other companion while the kids are in school, Clancey, is also not pleased with his visit to the vet. You can look at his soulful eyes and his stuffed animal face and almost hear him ask, “But why?”




YOUR TURN! Show me–or tell me–about your desk!

*The Monday Blog Game started as a helping prompt for friends (and strangers–who really are just friends we haven’t met!) who needed assistance coming up with blogging ideas. If you’re seeing this, tag…you’re invited to play along. You can either post your answer on your own blog, or simply answer in the comments here. And please feel free to come back and put a link to your own post in the comments if you’d like!

Scary Scary Goals – #IWSG

Scary Scary Goals – #IWSG

Happy New Year! It’s the first Wednesday of the month, and that means it’s time for my monthly post for the Insecure Writer’s Support Group. It’s a blog hop!

Shout out to Alex J. Cavanaugh, who created this amazing group of insecure writer/bloggers which has been going strong for years!  This month, his fab co-hosts for the January 7 posting of the IWSG will be Elizabeth Seckman, Lisa Buie-Collard, Chrys Fey, and Michelle Wallace!

This month we were asked to introduce ourselves. In my non-writing life, I am the executive director of a non-profit organization that provides bereavement support to families after the death of a child. I’m also raising my four children, two dogs, three guinea pigs, and find that I am constantly volunteering for and taking on more things than I can reasonably handle. But more on that in a bit. ;) I’m a contributor over at This Dark Matter blog, where I’ve been tapping into the darker side. And finally, I write fantasy and am working on the sequel in my first series which will come out this summer.

Since it’s the new year, today I’d like to talk about something scary: goals.

I’ve been thinking a lot about goals. A lot. It’s that time of year, after all.

I took a class on setting and achieving goals at the end of the year that really got my mind moving in the direction of meaningful change. I’ve been taking a look at all areas of my life and taking stock of what’s working and what’s not. I thought for a long time about what I want my life to be in the future. I took notes. Lists were made. It was good.

This process made me think about what it is I want to be doing in the world. Who I want to be.

In this class, there was a list of criteria to help you make a good goal great. Aside from specificity, a deadline, an action plan, and other touch points, one key to making a great goal was the measure of how much discomfort this goal caused.

The more discomfort, the better.

The reason for this is a goal that doesn’t cause you discomfort is probably too easy and will likely result in you growing bored with it, and never accomplishing the goal.

Well, I am very uncomfortable. Because I have a list of goals, almost all of which have me stepping outside my comfort zone. I’ve already been working on most of them in the first week of the new year, and the result is some big adjustments in my world.

This is exciting, but it’s also scary because keeping this up means things are going to really change. The changes are all for the better. If I am successful, I will have an amazing year of personal and professional growth. But damn… these goals will take a lot of work, emotionally and physically.

I woke up this morning feeling tired and without a shred of the oomph I usually have. Maybe it was the cloudy sky, maybe it was the late night reading followed by the early morning kids-to-school, but whatever the root cause, I didn’t want to do any of the work this morning. Not one bit. And that’s scary because I really don’t want to miss any of my goals this year. It’s too soon for this feeling!

I know myself well enough to embrace this as a day where I can do less. Knowing that I am allowed a break from constantly doing. The good news is I have an accountability partner who I can call to talk this through and juice up on some oomph!

I hope the first week of the new year finds you feeling inspired and looking ahead with hope and some goals to strive for. As for me, I have a call to make. ;)