Happy Valentine’s Day

Whether you love conventionally or outside the traditional lines, I hope you all have an amazing Valentine’s Day!


Though Valentine’s Day has become a day to celebrate love by giving romantic gifts and cards (so basically a day to buy stuff), love can be shown in so many different ways: patience, time, encouragement, fixing something that needed fixing, and the list goes on. If you’re lucky enough to have people in your life who love you, whether they are friends, relatives, a sweetheart, whatever, don’t miss the chance to show them you appreciate them!








Slices of Horror

In honor of Women in Horror Month, I have a question- How do you prefer your spiders? A) hanging from a thread two inches in front of your face, or B) hidden under your pillow waiting for you to sleep. There are no wrong answers. It’s all about personal preference.


There are plenty of horror tales, both long and short, penned by women. Some readers favor graphic and gory images. Some like subtle, slowly building drama while others like a good psychological thriller where the hero or heroine gets a good mental shredding.

Whether the story is full of sharp, terrifying images or takes a more subtle approach in its telling, what makes a horror story (or any story) great for me is how hard it hits me. The words don’t need to flow like song lyrics and the structure doesn’t need to be set to follow a specific 325 page formula. If I’m still thinking about the story days or weeks after I finish it, then the story definitely got to me, and I appreciate that.

Because I’m a little warped out, and also because I’m a writer, I like to find a small slice of horror in the most everyday, mundane sort of things. I like to twist the elements of something that seems sweet on first glance to show that the sweetness can be a shell, a candy coating hiding a whole lot of badness. The illusion of sweetness can be a fluffy pillow sitting on top of a fat spider waiting to crawl out onto an unsuspecting, exhausted woman as she has her first pleasant dream in months. I can’t help but ask the “what if” questions about what lies deeper, what kinds of things a shiny, glossy image blurs and works to hide.

Driving past a quaint suburban neighborhood, I imagine the possible strangeness that goes on behind the walls of the houses. And then I laugh at my simple theories because what goes on behind the walls of the houses I drive past could be so much weirder than I ever imagined. I want to read the true stories masquerading as fiction!

FEBRUARY CHALLENGE: Horror isn’t simple gore and guts. The genre can be so much more. So this month, I challenge you to write your own scary story. It can be a paragraph, a page, or even longer if you wish. Then, get together with a few friends and share stories. Remember the tradition of telling scary stories by the campfire at Scout camp? Like that, except, since we’re all grown, we can have a glass of wine or line up whiskey shots at our horror parties. And there’s no need to sit outside by an actual fire and get eaten by bugs. Best of all, you can use as many curse words and as much violence as you want in your story, because you make your own rules. Have fun terrorizing your characters and scaring your friends!

Happy Holidays!

I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season and a happy New Year!

This is the time of year when I try to catch up with friends and family who I don’t see as often as I like. The holidays are also a time when I try to step back and gain a little perspective so I can keep in mind the bigger picture of my life and goals.

My children are out of school for the next two weeks which means I won’t get much writing done. Every holiday break, every summer, I’m up late trying to find those moments where no one is asking me hundreds of questions or needing something from me. In those moments I get a few paragraphs written, or if I’m lucky, a few pages or a poem or a blog post. The lack of progress can drive me mad but the opportunities  to relax next to the people I love and watch movies or bake something to satisfy my constant carb cravings don’t just magically come around whenever I snap my fingers or click my ruby red running shoes together. Everybody is busy. Almost all the time. So I remind myself that sometimes work has to be made up later and life has to be lived, truly lived.

Best wishes to everyone for a season full of beautiful memories and a 2019 full of joy!




Paranormal romance Wolf’s Challenge is live!

The road to love is full of sizzling suspense and surprises for the shapeshifters and psy of Great Oaks, Virginia.

Wolf’s Challenge is the first story in the Stranger Creatures series and features Derrick and Sydney’s story. When temptingly handsome, powerful shape shifter Derrick dares shy, single mom Sydney to take a chance with him, will she rise to the challenge or will she run for safety, leaving him in the dust?

A short sneak peak of Derrick having zero luck with Sydney:

So, Sydney didn’t have the highest opinion of him at the moment. He would just have to impress her. Somehow, he would make her see him as a man worthy of her attention. Was he though? He could pretend.


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Buy Links for Wolf’s Challenge:

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Wolfs-Challenge-Christina-Lynn-Lambert-ebook/dp/B07JCSLVBJ

Barnes and Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/wolfs-challenge-christina-lambert/1124676509

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/wolf-s-challenge-1

Google: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Christina_Lynn_Lambert_Wolf_s_Challenge?id=UOB1DwAAQBAJ

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/wolfs-challenge/id1441052967

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Perfection and Misery


Back bent

knees grinding in the dirt

Weeds get pulled from the garden

No wild thing needs to grow here

Soon, the gardener forgets which are the weeds

and anything more beautiful than it should be

is gone

by Christina Lynn Lambert


In the struggle for perfection, sometimes the beautiful flaws, the anomalies, the strange beginnings, they all get torn apart and thrown away. And the things that couldn’t be torn out? For some, the ultimate goal is to cast a rosy glow over grief or struggle until their pain is hidden and sharp edges are blurred to prove that a flawless existence is achievable. But that search for perfection is its own kind of misery.

It’s often the faults, mistakes, and imperfections that shape a person with strength and humility. Should that truth be hidden in favor of an image or persona that promises only peace and beauty? We all have to choose what we hide and what we show. Personally, I’d rather take a rusty spike through the head than have some emotional talk about my feelings or flaunt every flaw and mistake I’ve ever made since I was old enough to screw up. I just have to remind myself not to pull too many weeds.

Winter Wonderland Giveaway!

Update-CONTEST ENDED on December 13, 2018.

Romance book lovers! The Winter Wonderland reader giveaway is ending soon. Don’t forget to enter for a chance to win a fabulous new Kindle HD 8 w/Alexa, Spafinder.com gift cards, Amazon cards, Sephora.com cards and eBooks.

During this event, you’ll have the chance to find some great new books. Make sure to check out my novel Wolf’s Challenge (Stranger Creatures 1) at https://www.amazon.com/wolfs-challenge-christina-lynn-lambert-ebook/dp/b07jcslbj along the way.

Enter the giveaway at: http://bit.ly/NorWinter2018


I wish you much luck in winning!

Below the Surface

He is Winter 

Moods like the seasons

play through my living room

Words like snow

soft but cold

change to sleet

as his heart and mind have closed

to keep out the heat

for his solitary winter

by Christina Lynn Lambert


Funny how sometimes the people who seem the coldest burn the brightest below the surface and how the quietest people often have the most to say, just not until they’re ready.

Aiden, the bear-shifter hero in the Halloween-themed paranormal romance novella I’m working on, fits this poem so well. While he appears cold and indifferent to Evie’s flirting, he’s fallen crazy hard for her. Evie would never want him if she knew the truth about him, but if she doesn’t stop pushing his buttons, Aiden may lose his mind and all sense of reason. Aiden and Evie’s story- coming fall of 2019!