Posts Tagged ‘New’


Sneak Peek of Bleeding Heart

December 5, 2016

Will be available in Paperback and Kindle versions by mid-week. Enjoy, butterflies!




Sneaky peaky, butterflies!

May 25, 2016


Here’s a sneak peak, butterflies!

Blue Blood
Book V, The Cardiff Vampires

©2016, LFA Turppa
All rights reserved


Taking a chance

May 18, 2016

I have been mulling this over and I know I’ve made some passive aggressive arguments through my poems.
I feel like I might be ready to say something about it.

Hb2 is a bill out of my ‘Home’ state (born in wi, lived in NC most of my life) and its about a lot more than bathrooms. I freely admit that.

That being said, being in a bathroom by myself did not stop me from being abused as a child. That happened in the place I called ‘Home’.


Just because you grant people rights doesn’t mean that they will automatically see what they can get away with.

Granted, criminals will find ways to get at you, or your children. Disguised or otherwise.

It’s such an important topic that I wanted to share publicly.

It’s offensive to think some people are more worried about keeping offenders out of their bathrooms, than they are about keeping them out of their (or their kids’) bed.

Again, I admit, it’s not unheard of for someone to take advantage of such a law. Food stamps, rent help, welfare, bathrooms… the list goes on. There will always be a small number who screw the system.

Otherwise we’re just all trying to live our lives.

And anyway, legitimate criminals aren’t known for the following ‘rules’.

Thanks for listening to my rant!


Another giveaway!

April 10, 2016

In order to promote my Cardiff Vampires series, I will be hosting another Kindle version giveaway.

Book V, coming soon!



-American downswing-

April 9, 2016

Land of the free,
Not the land of the
Multimillionaires dollar signs-
Loathe walking on eggshells
Don’t misconstrue good intentions;
The universe makes sense,
Just connect the dots-
Re-imagination of the mind,
Stoners of the Marionette –
Never loving the self,
Becoming numb to the pain
Of the burdens we bear,
And a spark of the divine
I’ve lost mine somewhere
along the way–
Left behind with the
Ghosts of love-
I’m not the only one.
Look in the mirror.