Monday, November 07th, 2016 | Author:
All this could be yours...

All this could be yours…

Want to win this awesome Death Star shirt (size L) AND a signed copy of one of my books? All you have to do is review Blood Money or Bai Tide on Amazon or Goodreads (or copy/paste your review to both sites for extra entries). Easy peasy! I’ll pick a winner next week.

Busted Tees sent me the wrong size, but I bet it’s just right for either you or that special Star Wars fan in your life.

Click here to review:

Bai Tide on Goodreads.

Bai Tide on Amazon.

Blood Money on Goodreads.

Blood Money on Amazon.

Good luck!

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Wednesday, November 02nd, 2016 | Author:

I’m a firm believer that some months are just better than others. For example, January usually sucks. I don’t know why, maybe it’s the weather, maybe it’s the inevitable holiday hangover, maybe it’s the uncertainty of how the new year is going to go, but whatever it is, January is never my favorite month.

May usually rocks. Even though last year I had surgery in May, it was almost balanced out by the awesome one-two punch that is Mother’s Day and my birthday all rolled into the same kickass month. Hard to beat that combo!

I think it’s now safe to add July to the “Awesome Month” category because my daughter was born during that month, Fourth of July is patriotic fun, and, drum roll please…


Oh yes, you heard me correctly. Take the Bai Road, the second installment of the Bai series, is coming out next year. I’ve worked my butt off on this story. The first act alone has been written and rewritten half a dozen times, to say nothing of the weeks of nonstop research and planning. Believe me, by the time you finish reading this book you will feel like an expert on shipping freighters and Mexican drug cartels. (Oh, and you’ll also know the best way to dispose of a body at sea {hint: it’s not overboard}).

For more info on the story, and, of course, info on my previous books, hop on over to my website.

Until then…Ready? Set?? Wait, I guess. But wait secure in the knowledge that a new book is coming. Soon. July 3, 2017 in fact!

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Friday, October 07th, 2016 | Author:

…the chance to win a cameo in my upcoming book!

That’s right, you heard me. I’ve been diligently working on the follow up to Bai Tide, Take the Bai Road, and will be submitting it to my publisher at the end of the month, which means it’s time to select my next lucky reader for a cameo in the book! This one’s a fun one: Mexican drug cartels, high-speed chases, gun fights, giant freighter ships, and treason, oh my!

Where do you fit into that mess? It’s time to find out.

Look at this cute kid. Don't you want to help him?

Look at this cute kid. Don’t you want to help him?

I’m doing this a little differently this time. Instead of spreading the word about my books to your friends and family, which I always appreciate, all you have to do to win a cameo is help. Yep, all you have to do is donate to the Haitian Health Foundation and not only will you feel like a good person, you could soon be an immortalized forever in my book AND still feel like a good person.


The reason I picked the HHF is, poor Haiti. They’ve barely been able to rebuild after the massive 2010 earthquake that destroyed so much of their infrastructure and killed so many people, and now they have to deal with Hurricane Matthew, which swept through on Wednesday, killing hundreds more. The HHF is an established charity that uses over 91% of the funds it collects to directly fund programs and medical supplies for the people who need them.

Hurricane Matthew. What a jerk.

Hurricane Matthew. What a jerk.

To enter, simply donate through their website, click the button to dedicate your donation to someone special, and type in my name (Erika Mitchell) and email address ( Or, if you prefer, you can donate and then just email or or comment here that you did it.

This is an excellent cause and believe me, you’ll enjoy your cameo if you do win so donate now and hopefully I’ll be drawing your name out of a digital hat soon!

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Monday, February 08th, 2016 | Author:

I had an important realization the other day. I’d been feeling enormously frustrated about my weight because, for the last two months, I’ve been kicking absolute ass with eating well and exercising and have only lost five measly pounds to date. For someone with well over thirty five pounds to lose, five pounds in two months really sucks.

It’s been the weirdest thing. Longtime readers of this blog will remember I’ve lost this exact set of pounds twice before. I’m pretty good at it. It’s not like I’m a weight loss novice with no idea what she’s doing. My weight loss method is the same this time, but the results are not.

Strange, right?

'And one, and two, and three, and don't get discouraged Manatee, and four, and five...'Granted, what I have to remember is I’m still rehabbing my knee from the surgery I had back in May. My leg atrophied quite a bit from the years of pain and seven weeks of crutches, and now I’m getting stronger and muscle weighs more than fat and blah blah blah.


Every morning I’d weigh myself and get profoundly dejected and frustrated. How could I be exercising so much and eating so little and still be so overweight?! IT SHOULD NOT BE PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE.

And yet, surprise surprise, getting upset about the whole thing wasn’t magically making me thinner. It wasn’t until two things happened that I stopped feeling the acidic caress of futility every morning:

One, Wes hid my scale. As much as it annoys me on occasion not to know whether I’m making progress, I’m for SURE a lot happier being in the dark about whatever lack of weight loss I’ve got going on.

Two, I realized while I was praying that I’ve been focusing on exactly the wrong thing. For years, I’ve been praying for a relief from my knee pain. For the freedom to move and exercise and even sleep without pain, and you know what? I can. And what am I doing? Complaining about the numbers on the scale.

I realized that the list of things my body can do FAR outweighs what it won’t do right now, and man, that’s significant. I’d be a fool to keep my focus on my weight when I can hug my kids, go for walks with my family, think clearly, hear, see, sing, and enjoy good health.

It’s amazing how a simple shift in perspective can make life much better!

Also, I’m now at the gym six times a week. I’m officially in danger of becoming one of those people who starts all her stories with, “I was at the gym the other day and…” because this is all I do now. Gym, Parent, Laundry. Pretty exciting stuff, huh?

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Wednesday, January 20th, 2016 | Author:

game of scones 3Last week, I had the pleasure of attending a French pastry cooking class with my mother in law and sisters in law. We baked madeleines, an apple tarte tatin, and some eclairs.

At the beginning of the class, the teacher invited us to come share our baking horror stories and, when I told her I’d managed to set some scones on fire, she pressed me for more details.

Now, bear in mind, this is a lady who has interned at bakeries in both France and England. She can whip up a batch of cream puffs in her sleep. She’s probably seen every baking error in the book, so I was confident that she’d know what I did wrong the fateful morning I conflagrated a batch of breakfast pastries.

I explained to her how I cut the butter into the lemon ricotta scones, how I then pressed them into a greased scone pan, and then put them into the oven only to run to said oven in horror when thick black smoke started pouring up to the ceiling. The smoke detector blaring, I opened the oven to see butter bubbling up out of the scone pan and onto the bottom of the oven, where it was burning on contact and stinking to high heaven.

Of course, this happened to be the moment the friends we’d invited over for breakfast arrived. The chaos, stench, and mess definitely spelled out a sincere welcome, trust me.

After I relayed this story, the pastry chef wiped her brow with the back of one hand and said, “I’ve never heard of that happening before.”

You see, in a scone recipe, cutting chunks of cold butter into the dough enables the butter to be a rising agent. As the butter melts, the steam pushes the dough up to create little pockets of luscious deliciousness. Only in mine, the butter just leaked out to ruin brunch.

I have to imagine blundering a recipe so bad a pastry chef can’t even figure out what you did is some kind of accomplishment. Like, maybe in the great video game of life I’ve unlocked a new level and my badge looks like an oven on fire?

Question is, is that considered leveling up or down?

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