Pitch Wars Bio

Pitch Wars time again! So excited! I cant wait to get to know you all! After the contest, lets all get together and unwind.


This amazing community of writers is THE best reason to participate. THE BEST. Even if I don’t get picked as a mentee, I know that I will get to make connections that will last throughout the journey that we are all on together. I couldn’t do this if it weren’t for the people I’ve already connected with who cheer me on when I need it most. (You know who you are)


A little about my MS.I don’t tend to read sci-fi, so even I was surprised when I wrote something that technically has to be categorized as such. If you are looking for light sci-fi, speculative fiction with romance, then look no further!

Want a strong female who is breaking gender defined goals?

Diverse characters?

Multicultural characters and settings?

Parallel timelines?

Love letters?

My MS isn’t exactly time travel, but if that is something you’re looking for, you may find my concept unique.

I’m willing to work as hard as I need to get this book where it needs to go. Please help.



Now, for the non-writing stuff—


On my twitter bio, it says that I am a full time cruise ship director. I’m really not, although that could be fun. Just like my MC, I am actually a pilot. Except that I do it for a living. Writing is an escape. I’m hoping that someday it’s the other way around. I do wrangle my two kids, plus all of the neighborhood kids that hang at our house. Our street is like stepping back in time to a place where kids ride bikes and collect bugs, and they don’t watch TV because they would rather play outside. It’s awesome. My husband and I are so lucky.

I went through a phase where I thought chocolate covered cranberries were the only food to eat while writing. So bad. Thank goodness I started growing cherry tomatoes. I’ll never stop eating chocolate though.

Obviously I love reading and writing, or I wouldn’t be here. In addition to that, I love traveling, flying, sarcasm, soaking up the sun, and being with my family (especially at home in our backyard).


If you have questions, just ask. You can find me on Twitter @roxannelambie


Son of a Pitch

Age and Genre: YA SF
Word Count: 65,000


Seventeen-year-old student pilot, Willow Ryan, can be in two places at once, but she only gets to keep one set of memories.

While on a solo flight, she is instantly transported from Texas to Ireland where she meets a true gentleman—the stunning Irish local, Liam Tyl. During her visits, he tries to help her unravel the mystery of how she appears and disappears, but their time together is always short lived.

At home, she has no memory of Liam or her time in Ireland. There are chunks of time that she can’t account for—moments with her friends and family. Most importantly, time with her ailing Mom that can’t be replaced.

Liam reaches out to her through letters, and they discover that there may be two versions of Willow. Now she must learn how to navigate between her two realities without losing the new love in her life or her family back home.

QUANTUM, a stand-alone Young Adult science fiction romance with series potential, is complete at 65,000 words.

First 250 Words:

It was impossible not to be smiling on my way out to the plane. November-Eight-Niner-Zero-Romeo-Golf, sat there peacefully on the ramp, almost as if it had a personality all its own. The airplane looked ready to take to the skies. The wind was barely blowing, which was a bit of a rarity in west Texas this time of year, and the sky looked perfect. It was almost as if it was calling my name, and I couldn’t wait to get in the air.

I performed my preflight with practiced ease and ordered fuel. Once the fueling was done, I climbed into the small, four seater Cessna. Then I started up the engine, got my clearance to taxi and headed off the ramp on my long trek to the end of the runway.

A few minutes later, one final check before takeoff.  Flaps—Up, Trim—Set, Carburetor Heat—Cold, Mixture—Rich. Everything was set. I pushed the throttle all the way to full. After only a few seconds, the airplane lifted off the ground, and the magic of the air beneath its wings made my heart pump faster. The airplane flew with such little effort on my part. How did this hunk of metal actually fly? The physics of flight amazed me. I glanced from the instruments on the panel, to outside where I was merely feet off the ground. Ah—to be a bird, and be able to do this anytime. That would be incredible.

TOUCHING FATE by Brenda Drake

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Aster Layne believes in physics, not psychics. A tarot card reading on the Ocean City Boardwalk should have been a ridiculous, just-for-fun thing. It wasn’t. Aster discovers she has a very unscientific gift—with a simple touch of the cards, she can change a person’s fate.

Reese Van Buren is cursed. Like the kind of old-school, centuries-old curse that runs in royal families. Every firstborn son is doomed to die on his eighteenth birthday—and Reese’s is coming up fast. Bummer. He tries to distract himself from his inevitable death…only to find the one person who can save him.

Aster doesn’t know that the hot Dutch guy she’s just met needs her help–or that he’s about to die.

But worst of all…she doesn’t know that her new gift comes with dark, dark consequences that can harm everyone she loves.

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Read an Excerpt:

The spell was broken when some partiers ran up the beach screaming and laughing. Aster turned in the direction of the noise and spotted Reese standing there. He waved. A moronic move, he reprimanded himself. Strolling up the beach James Bond-style would have been better, but instead, struggling in the sand, he headed for her. He decided if she moved toward him as well, it would be proof that she was attracted to him. Aster spun around and faced the ocean again.

Reese stopped. She was still angry with him. Just when he made up his mind to leave her alone, she started down the beach toward him.

“Hi,” she said, staring up at him. The golden specks in her eyes were like stardust glinting in the low-lying sun.

“What are you doing here?”

“Leah invited Jan, and he brought me along.”

“I see.”

“Well, I didn’t put up a struggle. I have to admit, I was hoping to see you.” He held out the aster. “This is for you. A peace offering. One simple flower can mean so much more than a bunch, don’t you agree?”

A shocked expression crossed her face, and Reese thought he had blown it. But then she gave him a sweet smile and took the flower from him. “Stolen ones are even better.”

“Well, in all honesty, it was a spur-of-the-moment decision. A gentleman doesn’t court a lady without bringing a gift.”

“So you’re courting me?” She tried unsuccessfully not to smile. It was rather fetching, her pink glossed lips twitching at the effort. “You don’t even know anything about me.”

“Well, that is the point of dating, isn’t it? To get to know each other?”

“I’m not sure.”

When the silence between them got uncomfortable, she lowered her head and picked at the stem of the flower.

“Not sure, huh?” This girl was a hard nut to crack. Reese got an idea. “How about we play a game?”

She looked back up at him. “What kind of game?”

“One where I tell you something about me, then you tell me something about yourself.”

“Sure, why not?” She twirled around and padded across the beach, lifting up sand with her toes and flicking it into the air in front of her. “You go first.”

“All right, then,” he said, keeping pace with her. “My family lives in a castle just outside of Amsterdam, complete with towers and turrets. It’s been in the family for generations. We only live in a few rooms. The rest of the place is open for tours. It helps pay for the upkeep and taxes.”

“Really?” She knotted her fingers behind her back. “Does that mean you’re royal?”

“No. But my father is a count.” He hated talking about his lineage. “It’s just a title,” he said, as if it wasn’t a big deal, which it wasn’t, at least to him.

“That’s pretty awesome,” she said.

“Now you.”

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