Susan Spess Shay

Still playing make believe.


Sweet! It’s Free!


To celebrate the Season 17 return of Dancing with the Stars, MAKE ME HOWL is free on Kindle for the next five days!




Okay, it just happens to coincide with that fun show. (Don’t you love Valerie Harper???? And Bill Nye?) But honestly, if you’ve considered downloading MAKE ME HOWL, NOW IS THE TIME!

Because from today (September 17th) until Saturday, (the 21st) IT’S REALLY IS FREE!

(Just yesterday I told someone you don’t get anything free. Sigh. Once more, I was wrong!)IMG_4075

Back to business . . . It’s true! For five days (count ’em. FIVE!) you can own MAKE ME HOWL, and it won’t cost you a thing! Is that cool or what?

I’m pumped. PUMPED! Zip out there right now and “buy” it. Honestly, get one. I want you to!


Okay, yes, it’s a werewolf story, but it’s not your normal werewolf story. Even if you usually don’t like stories about those who are vertically challenged, I think you’ll like this one.

And do me a favor? If you download the sweet freebie, please go back to Amazon and do a book review. An HONEST review.

If you don’t like it, I promise not to hunt you down and eat your face. (I can’t vouch for Jazzy, though.)

Oops. Almost forgot to give you the URL. Here it is: MAKE ME HOWL.


Leave me some bloggy love today–Do you think we’re nuts to give it away? (Yes, talking about the book.) 🙂

These are from some people who’ve enjoyed the story.

Make Me Howl . .  . is a story you can sink your teeth into!” –Larry Talbot

“Great book! It’ll make you shake your tail feather . . . ” –Maleva

“If you don’t read this book, you’ll never know how “fur” the author can go.” –Sir John Talbot.

“It’s a “tail” like you’ve never read before.” –Col. Montford.

Confession: I made those attributes up. Anybody know who they are?

Check it out. 🙂 (Might as well. It’s free!)

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Got the Answer?

Answers . . .

I asked three questions on the MAKE ME HOWL Facebook page yesterday. Did you know the answers?

Here they are in case you aren’t on Facebook. (I linked to that page in case you are and haven’t “liked” Jazzy yet.)

#1: What’s another name for a lunar eclipse?

Post your answer in comments.

Click here to see if you’re right

#2: What’s the Indian name for the first full moon in January?

Post your answer in comments.

Click here to see if you’re right.

#3: Where do werewolves come from?

Post your answer in comments.

Click here to see if you’re right.

So, how’d you do? Did you have it 100% right? (I’ll be checking comments to see who did.)





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Make Me Howl by Susan Shay  (Jul 23, 2013) – Kindle eBook


All I did was an Amazon search for Make Me Howl and this is what came up. (Or something like it.)

Go ahead. Go to Amazon dot com (  ) click Kindle and put MAKE ME HOWL in the search engine. Go ahead. Try it and see what you find. *grins*

Or if you want you can just click here:



You’ll go right to the page where you can order the book.
Want to know about the book? Well . . . it’s little bit paranormal, a little bit humorous and a lot romance.
How about it? Want a great end of the summer read? Check it out.
And you can still enter to win. Just comment here and tell me what animal you’d morph into if you could be a shape shifter.
How about it?

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I received my pub date from my publisher. (Did the blog title give it away?)

Make Me Howl is going to be available on November 15, 2013!



I’m just a little(!) bit excited. *grins* Can you tell?

MakeMeHowl_w7696_750-(4)I’m going to try to set up a Facebook page for Howl. (I think.) 🙂 If I do, I’ll need all my friends out there to like it. Well, the ones who read werewolf books.

All three of you. 🙂

In case you’re wondering, HOWL isn’t an inspirational. 😉 It’s the last book I wrote before I started trying inspirational. I’m still waiting to hear back on my first try with that genre. The tentative title is Texas Hearts. Prayers about that would be appreciated!

Okay, wait. I’m asking for prayers for God’s will with my writing, not that TH will sell. Although I’d love, love, love to write for the Lord, I really want to be solidly in His will.

Oh, and if you like werewolf books, HOWL is acomin’!

It’s not your normal werewolf book.



Just Wolfing

Katimik, a former inhabitant of Mission: Wolf ...

My mama used to say, “You’re not just wolfin!” That meant, she agreed whole heartedly with whatever you’d said. I have no idea where the saying came from. (Anyone?)

I sent a story off to The Wild Rose Press where I am just wolfing. I call the book, “Make Me Howl”. It’s about a woman who was born a werewolf. (Yeah, I know. I’m writing Inspirational now. But I figure I have this book just sitting in my computer. Might as well see if it’s any good.)

“Make Me Howl” is a light paranormal, with a different twist on what a werewolf actually is. My heroine, Jazzy Cannis, was born with an active werewolf gene, lives in Dallas and is a fashion consultant and personal shopper.  She says being a werewolf gives her “A biting sense of humor and a killer sense of style, so it’s all good.”

She lives with her twin sister, Bella, who got stuck with the gene for straight-as-a-stick hair, so everything evens out in the end. Bella is a veteranarian at a drive-through zoo, and works with fellow veteranarian Chase Holliday. (Yep. He’s Doc Holliday.)

The good news is, Doc believes in werewolves. The bad news is, he’s wants to eradicate them from face of the earth.

I’m not sure where I got the idea for MMH. Maybe it was Miss Molly’s tyrany here at the house. (She’s the queen of the castle and rules with an iron paw.)

Here’s a snippet of Jazzy.

“You’re in the isolation cage here at Safari Land. And I don’t know where your clothes are.”

Who put me here and why haven’t you gotten me out?” I would have shouted, but my throat hurt too much. That should have been a clue, but I couldn’t begin to imagine it.

“Tony locked you up until the zoo officials could decide what to do with you.” She lost all her anger, then looked to her right and left. “And you aren’t out because this is quarantine. Doc has the only key.”

Although I’ll never admit it to Bella or any of the rest of my family, when my hair is at its longest, I’m not always the sharpest stiletto on the shelf. Of course, when I draw it in all the way, I get a little fuzzy minded, so it all evens out as Grandma used to say. Today was one of those dull stiletto days. But shortening my locks to regain my reasoning powers would mean exposing too much of my body. “Why did Tony lock me up?”

“You treed Norman on his car.”

I tried to comprehend what she was saying. And I have to be honest, it took a moment. Or two. “I’m sure he deserved it.”

As she nodded, her face clouded until I thought she was going to cry. “Tony thought you were a wild Mexican Gray.”

“I must have had Jose Eber go too heavy on the highlights the last time.” I gave a quick shrug. “It could have been worse. He could have thought I was an Arctic.”

That infuriated her. “How can you make jokes at a time like this?”

I have to admit, my temper was a little short that morning. “What do you want me to do? Bite someone?”

Then we heard voices.

Bella’s mouth dropped open and her eyes grew wide with horror as she looked around. “Doc’s coming back, and Norman’s with him. You’d better go primal. Quick.”

As if it was that easy. I couldn’t just wiggle my nose like some TV witch—I had to allow myself to release. And after a lifetime of learning control, that wasn’t easy.

I took a moment to settle myself, to find my center. Arranging my hair so I was well covered, I got to my knees, then sat on my heels. “You know, last night, when you and Doc abandoned me, Norman became a huge pest. He kept at me, wanting me to dance with him.”

Bella’s “Um,” was irritating.

Annoyance tingled my exposed skin, running along my collarbone and down the insides of my arms.

“He wouldn’t leave me alone. It was so gross.” I straightened as angry lightning strikes marched down my back.

“Then he insisted I finish my drink because he wanted to buy me another. Bella, I thought I was going to have to decapitate him to get him to leave me alone. I decided to just leave and let you find another way home. But after I finished my drink—and I only had the one Doc bought me—I don’t remember anything. It’s as if I got lost in the night.”

I gathered my fury like a fiery orb in my chest. “You know I never have a memory lapse except during a blood moon phase or if I lose control. I wasn’t that angry.”

A simple full moon hadn’t done that to me since I was three years old.

“That son of a cur must have slipped me a roofie. Why else would I have been out of control?” I allowed my rage to explode as I thought about the man putting a date rape drug in my drink. 

My body stung as the bristles burst through my skin, but I exalted in the sensation as my face narrowed, then lengthened. I loved the feeling of my body shifting from human to wolf shape. There’s never anything better than the power surge as it fills my muscles. It’s exhilarating.

So, you’ve met Jazzy. What do you think?