Red Archer Reveal

The cover for Red Archer is done! This is the second book in my Red August series. There will be an update as soon as it is available for pre-order.


Following a season of late weddings and new romance, August Archer is ready to embrace the next part of her life—ready to reclaim her lost heritage, and to join herself with the man she loves.

But her sojourn with Faolan to their Scottish homeland turns out to be a very different trip than either of them could have imagined. August feels the bonds of love twisting into knots when the past comes back to haunt them both, even as the bonds of family grow stronger when she finds the hunter clans—her ancient kin—preparing to fight for what they hold dear.

Before this journey ends, August will face her bitterest enemy, confront a shocking betrayal in the Archer family, and become transformed by a spirit world she never dreamed existed. And she will encounter a ghost from the past that threatens to unravel her entire future, in this reimagined saga of the Red Riding Hood story—the sequel to Red August.


Red August Giveaway

You could win a print copy of Red August through this Amazon giveaway!

Ends tomorrow so go try your chance. Amazon will ship it to you and no purchase is necessary!


Amazon Giveaway – Your Chance to Win a Copy of Red August

Win a copy of Red August from Amazon! No purchase necessary.

Red August is newly out in print this past month and this is your chance to win a copy!


What if you found out that you were descended from a long line of clandestine fighters, and that your family was still at war? August Archer thinks she’s a normal teenage girl—even if she has been having disturbing erotic dreams about wolves lately. Still grieving over the loss of her father, and wondering over his final gift of a red hooded cloak, August is uprooted from her big city apartment to a tiny town in Maryland, where she meets an enigmatic, irresistibly fascinating man who refuses to talk to her, yet who fuels her most intense romantic fantasies. But it’s when August begins talking to her feisty Scottish grandmother that a strange tale of werewolves and hunters emerges—one in which the man of her dreams may be her family’s oldest enemy—in this modern-day telling of the Red Riding Hood story.


Writing in a Bubble


You can’t write in a bubble.  You’re influenced by everything you’ve been exposed to.  Good, bad, whatever.

I think it’s important to keep that in perspective when you are feeling a bit like you can’t offer up a fresh voice in stories.  It’s a hurdle I had to overcome.  I had a sense that I couldn’t add anything to the conversation.  I had a sense that even though I wanted to reach out and touch people with a story about different kinds of love and struggles, I didn’t know if I had anything special to add.

In the end I decided to just sit down and write the story.  To write down the show unraveling inside of my head.  To see where it takes me.

Now that I have finished the first book – Red August – I am thrilled that book two – Red Archer – is already full of life in my mind.  It’s crackling with energy and concepts that are exciting to me and I can’t wait to write them all down.  My sweetheart has been helping me with ideas about love and bonding and even obsessive feelings and where they come from and how to work with them.

Right now I am hip deep in props and set decorating for an amazing play written by my friend Audrey.  My sweetheart is in the play, too.  So we’ve been all about the play these past couple of months and “hell week” is next week, so it’s going to get busier before it lets up.  But come November, once a brilliant run of Maytag Virgin is over, I can settle back into working on book two.

I’m always looking for people who have insight on the Celtic/Scottish and Irish aspects of the story as well – if you have some thoughts, please send them along (email below).  I’m interested in traditions related to weddings, marriage, birthdays, holidays, things lovers might say to each other and other cultural things that would be hard for me to know about without living there.  I always want to research well and be respectful.



If you would like to review Red August (ebook only at this time) please contact me at hlbrookswrites(at)yahoo(dot)com.  See my Media Kit page for images and synopsis.  Please note, the book contains sexual material.

Red August Review by TomeTender


“Grab a fan, because the teen hormones are raging, in full, intimate detail! Red August by H.L. Brooks is not your childhood fairytale come to life, but rather a contemporary version starring an older Red, caught between womanhood and childhood. Filled with wonderfully quirky and kind secondary characters, a feisty grandmother, an ancient feud, death, misunderstandings and a cameo appearance by the Woodsman, H.L. Brooks has taken May-December romances to an entirely new level…”



Book Review by SandraTheBookworm


“I absolutely loved this book and the characters! I immediately fell in love with August she is such a smart young lady, takes crap from no one and is a very relatable character; Oh, and Faolan, gosh that man is complete perfection such a gentleman and he loves to read, he is very swoon worthy. The side characters also have a place in my heart; the way H.L. Brooks wrote them just makes them so lovable.”



Throwback Thursday – John Green Didn’t Forget to be AWESOME!

(Originally posted Sept. 24, 2012 in my old blog)

Saturday we had an adventure in D.C. in the quest to get Jade’s Kindle and her new copy of The Fault in Our Stars by John Green signed.  John Green is also the author of Looking for Alaska, Will Grayson, Will Grayson, Paper Towns and An Abundance of Katherines.

Jade and another girl throwin’ up Nerdfighters signs at the back of the speaker’s tent.



Above:  Jade’s Vincent van Gogh skin on her Kindle signed by John Green, who said, “Thanks for sharing your Kindle with me!”

For you crafty lot out there, it is signed in silver Sharpie and I applied two coats of an acrylic gloss sealant after taping off everything but the signature with blue masking tape.


Will and I picked Jade up from school on Friday night and spirited her away home so she could nestle herself into her bed (the couch in our tiny apartment) and dream of meeting one of her heroes the next day at the National Book Festival.

I had a girl’s night with friends planned for a month before we even knew about her favorite author’s plans for being at the festival.  As soon as my friend Stephanie posted about the event I knew Jade wouldn’t want to miss out and so we found a way to work around everything.  Friday night she stayed home with Will and I went to National Harbor and partied until about 5:30 am with some good friends (see previous post).  Will and Jade came and picked me up about 9:15 am and we headed straight for the mall.  We got to the tent four minutes before John Green was to begin speaking.

He spoke to the overflowing tent of people (mostly teenagers) and answered questions.   I found him composed with a bit of humble quirkiness.  He seems genuine and generous of spirit from that limited experience with him.  And of course, my daughter’s enthusiasm about him plays into that since she isn’t very easily impressed.


At the beginning of the speech Mr. Green had the crowd say, “Good Morning Hank it’s Tuesday!”  And Jade said it and turned to me and said, “I can’t believe I am saying ‘Good Morning Hank it’s Tuesday!'”

John Green does vlogs with his brother Hank Green (who’s bandwidth was exceeded when I tried to view the site, FYI).   Anybody who follows their Vlogbrothers vlog on YouTube will know what the excitement surrounding that is all about.

The book-signing was to begin fifteen minutes later at the other end of the mall so we hurried that direction.  Even though we were in the back of the tent and had a fair head start from there, we were in line nine of what seemed to be about fourteen lines waiting to see him.  He sat there and signed like a madman for several hours.  By the time three hours had rolled around we had finally arrived at his table and he was very nice.  I also want to say the event itself was very organized and had lots of volunteers, all of whom seemed to know what they were doing.


“So, my hand touched his hand when he gave me back my silver Sharpie.” This is what she said to us in the car.  She, of course, was playing it dramatic, like a starry-eyed kid when she said that, but really she has a lot of respect for the man.

On the way home from DC – sweaty and tired from standing around for five hours (three for the signature) she was going on about how she was tired and couldn’t focus and wanted to blog and such.  She has a French test tomorrow and I said she needed to study.  She argued for a moment and I interrupted her and said, “John Green would want you to study.”  WOMP!

We got home, she went to the library to study her French then came home to continue studying but somehow got distracted by tumblr – and laughed out loud when she saw this (scroll to Sept. 18):

Ok – this blog is getting longer than I intended and I ended up editing several photos.  We dropped Jade off at school today so we had a long day in the car and it’s nearly midnight and I have to work tomorrow, so I’m cutting it off here.  I have lots more photos to share and I will share them later, I promise.


Will and Jade ahead of me on the brisk walk over to the signing tents.


Jade makes friends with boys in the line next to us.


I took a lot of photos of the people around us, all waiting patiently on the grass.  Many of them were reading.


This is the woman who was directly behind us in line.  She offered me some of her sunblock, which I appreciated SO MUCH – you just don’t even know!  I didn’t even bring my parasol!


Jade and Mia about to hug.  Mia and her momma knew all about the signing – that was how we found out.

Ok – SO MUCH to do.  I was actually going to post a blog today about a bunch of stuff Will and I talked about this morning.  We had such a good long and lazy conversation in bed before making breakfast.  It was all about love and feelings and appearances and confidence and kindness.  I jotted down some notes so I wouldn’t forget, so hopefully between the craft job and photo editing I will have time to do it this week.

Peace!  And DFTBA!