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Tuesday, January 3rd, 2012
So, it’s another year…

Cross-posted from Fire and Ice

So, it’s another year…
…I don’t usually make resolutions at the beginning of the year. I guess I’ve made too many and broken them for me to take them seriously. Now if I want to do something or change something, I just do it any old time. Sometimes I succeed at doing or changing that thing, sometimes not.

Last year was a year of ups and downs for me and for my family, but although not everything went smoothly, nothing truly awful happened. Everyone is healthy and happy. I won’t ask for anything more than that and be thankful for every small (and large) blessing we have.

In 2012 I’m looking forward to writing, an occupation I never seem grow tired of. It’s an addiction for me. If I don’t write for a week, I get itchy and depressed. I believe I will always write, no matter what, as I have always written since about the age of twenty or so.

I do have a couple goals, though I don’t consider them resolutions because these goals are constant. One is to always find joy and peace in what I do and in my daily life. If you can’t find joy and peace in what you do every day, life gets pretty monotonous. If ever I stop enjoying writing (really don’t see that happening), I’ll move on to something else.

The other is to live in the moment, a constant challenge for me. I don’t mean this in a “stop to smell the roses” kind of way, although that is important. I mean to live in a mindful state, to always be completely present in everything I do, even if it’s only tying my shoe laces. It’s harder than it sounds.

How about you? Do you make New Year’s resolutions? Or do you have any goals-to-live-by, like me?

Tuesday, December 13th, 2011
Is it Tuesday again already?

(Cross-posted from Between Fire and Ice)

Time seems to be picking up speed lately. I guess it must be the holidays.

I’ve spent the last week sick, mostly. My little girl is in Kindergarten and is, like all Kindergarteners, a germ magnet. It usually goes like this…girl gets a little cough, a bit pink about the cheeks and that’s it. Then mama gets hits with the force of a freight train and is down and out for four to five days. I’m glad my girl has such a strong immune system. Mine, on the other hand, pretty much sucks.

The last week also brought with it a couple sick kitties. One is dealing with some fantastic allergies. The other, sadly, is in congestive heart failure. Wiggle is in the final stages of this and we are managing the symptoms. We know we will not have him for much longer, so we are kissing him and cuddling him every day, appreciating him while he’s with us. It’s hard. Wiggle is an awesome cat, a total purr machine lap cat. He gives love twenty-four, seven. Seems wrong a cat with such a big heart should be suffering from heart failure. We’re going to miss him very much when he’s gone.

Wow, seems I wrote about a lot of downer stuff. I don’t feel down. I’m sad about Wiggle, but I’m glad we caught his illness early on. That means we can manage these final days for him, as far as symptoms go, and we won’t be surprised by his sudden death. I guess I’m saying I’m thankful we’re able to say our goodbyes to him. That’s a blessing. I’ve had precious kitties die suddenly when we haven’t had that opportunity. So there’s a bit of good mixed in with the bad.

My daughter is very excited about Christmas and her spirit is helping to raise mine. I have all my shopping done, I’ve had it done for a while now. I’m not a fan of crowded stores or busy mall parking lots, so I plan ahead and just take it easy the weeks before Christmas. I’m taking my girl to the Nutcracker, to Pancakes with Santa, baking cookies, all that good stuff. They’re only little so long, gotta take advantage of this time. I’d rather spend time with her than fighting traffic and jostling hordes of shoppers.

And, of course, I’ve been writing. I’m working on an experimental book right now, something that’s purely urban fantasy. It took me awhile to hit my stride with this one. Not because it was a new genre–urban fantasy is close enough to paranormal romance that it doesn’t feel strange–but more because I’m afraid I can’t do it. It’s the same sensation I had when I sat down to write my very first book, this fear that I might not be able to pull it off.

But that’s dumb because I know I can. I’ve written something like twenty full-length novels and about a ton and half novellas. So, I finally got over myself, put the stupid fear away, and now it’s going pretty smoothly.

So, I’ve rambled on about my week long enough. How’s yours going? Getting ready for the holidays?

P.S. I have a release in late January (The Twisted Kiss) and another in early February (Midnight Enchantment), so look for details soon on a blog contest at my web site! I’ll start it after the craziness of the holidays, in early January.

Tuesday, August 9th, 2011
Vacation, recharge

Once in a while I crave the ocean. I don’t necessarily want to live by the ocean, too many people live on the edges of the USA for my tastes. But a few days oceanside on vacation? Yes, please. So we decided to take a rare week of vacation and drive down to Panama City Beach.

The weather was actually cooler there than where we live in the middle of the country. Weird, huh? And while the sun beats strong and fierce, (amazingly so), a nice breeze accompanied our days on the sand. We did a lot of lazing, a lot of watching our daughter swim and play, a lot of eating good food. Basically, it was a great recharge of our batteries.

One day we went out on a boat to look for wild dolphin. Dolphin are very curious about people. I can understand why; we are pretty strange, after all. This dolphin swam right up to the boat unexpectedly when we’d anchored to take a swim. He hung out for a little while, letting the kids have a very special encounter..

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We also stopped on a beach that was filled with little hermit crabs. For a girl from a place with no beaches, this was a serious treat. I’ve never seen anything like this before.

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They are kind of cute, aren’t they?

I did absolutely no work for an entire week. No writing. No even thinking about writing….(well, maybe a little thinking about writing). It was exactly what I needed. Sometimes it’s important to just shut the brain off for a while, don’t you think? It’s beneficial for the long run to give ourselves little breaks here and there.

Now I’m home and ready to get back to work. I’ve finished up a novella for Samhain and am working on the outline for the next Brotherhood of the Damned novel, feeling refreshed and energized..

Thursday, April 7th, 2011
An unexpected addition to the family

It was a day like any other day, except I happened upon a picture of a dog at an animal control in rural Kentucky. We have a rescued dog already, plus a whole bunch of rescued cats, so I try NOT to look at pictures of animals needing to be rescued. It gives me horrid angst. We’re full up w/ animals and shouldn’t take any more. As much as I would like to save them all, the cold hard truth is–we can’t.

Then along comes #194, a medium sized mixed breed. His picture immediately tugged on me. ALL the pictures of animals needing to be rescued tug on me, of course, but this was different in some way I can’t explain.

So I called down to the animal control where the dog was being held and asked about him. I talked to the man who picked him up as a stray. He seemed a very caring type and gushed on about how sweet this particular dog was. He told me #194 had been passed over twice already for euthanasia because he and a couple of the other workers had taken a special liking to him.

Just as an aside, I can’t imagine what a hard job that must be. I had expected everyone I talked to there to be a little hard, a little burned out, not forthcoming with information, but no one I talked to was like that AT ALL. It was a very nice surprise.

Anyway, the man told me a rescue out of NY was coming that day to take him. He was very sure #194 would go with this organization, but I could call back on Friday to make sure he’d gone.

I almost didn’t call back on Friday since the man was so sure #194 would go, but I’m really glad I did. The NY rescue didn’t take him because the transporter lacked room enough in her vehicle. The woman I talked to that day at animal control also gushed about the sweetness of this dog and she was devastated that his options were now all gone. He would have to be put on the euthanasia schedule for Monday and couldn’t be passed over again.

So, yeah, NO. 😉 My husband and I adopted him over the phone and a transporter was arranged to bring the dog to us on Saturday.

And, just like that, we had a new family member.

This is a picture of him right after we picked him up from the transporter. He was terrified and shedding like crazy (as you can see).

I worried how he would be with our current dog, who is a large girl (a German Shep/Husky mix about twice his size) and older than this young guy. I worried whether or not he was housebroken. I worried how he would be with our cats.

I didn’t need to worry. 🙂

He spent the first day and night very frightened, but by yesterday morning he realized he was all right. He’s still insecure and sticks close to my side, but he’s really come out of his shell since Saturday. He’s amazingly well-behaved, aside from the fact I don’t think he’s ever seen a cat. My best friend says he thinks they’re indoor squirrels, 😉 but we’re working with him on that (and taking absolutely no chances with my purry babies). He’s not aggressive toward them, but they DON’T want to play.

Other than that, he is fitting in amazingly well. Almost as if it was meant to be. 🙂

Here’s a picture of him out of his shell and feeling more relaxed. What a difference, right?

We named him Bingo. Not my first choice, but my daughter picked it.

So, it was an eventful weekend for us. We weren’t quite expecting to add another member to the family, but sometimes these things just happen.

And, in this case, I think we really got lucky. He’s an amazing guy.

Tuesday, August 19th, 2008
Real Life Love

Cross posted from The Bradford Bunch.

My husband and I just celebrated thirteen years of marriage. I know it doesn’t seem that long to some people, but considering the rate of divorce surrounding us, it feels like an accomplishment to my husband and I.

We are really different, he and I. I’m introverted and quiet. I only speak unless I have something to say. When I make friends, I tend to make them for life–I don’t flit. He’s loud and outgoing and a bit bossy. He has lots of friends, but the relationships are a bit more superficial than mine tend to be. Many are the times he tries to plow over me and tell me what to do, making me dig in my heels and stand my ground (with him, I have to be strong. He keeps me that way.) I love to read, he doesn’t. I love to talk about politics and religion and deeper sorts of issues, he doesn’t.I’m emotional, he’s not. He loves to go out and be around other people, I don’t. We are opposites in lots of different ways.

But we share plenty of common ground, too, and over the years we’ve both grown and changed…together. Like the limbs of a tree growing closer, rather than further apart. Little bit by little bit, the alignment of our personalities has grown stronger.

There were rocky times, times that another couple probably would’ve used to say goodbye, but love kept us together. We worked through the rough spots, coming out the other side of them stronger for it, more in sync, and closer. Yes, we are very different, but we have an understanding of the other person and a genuine appreciation. We give each other the qualities we don’t possess ourselves–two halves of a whole. Over the years I’ve adopted some of the aspects of his personality and he’s adopted some of mine.

Maybe that’s why I tend to pair opposites in my books. I like the idea of two very different people coming together, finding a bit of common ground, finding a deep and abiding love, and building a house with a solid foundation on it. That’s what we’ve done in our marriage, after all.

All I know is that I’m thankful for my husband and I wouldn’t trade his loud, brash, bossy self for anyone. He is my partner through this life, my very best friend and best companion, the one I want to grow old with. Out of anyone in the world, he knows me the best…maybe even better than I think I know myself.

Tuesday, August 12th, 2008
The Dark Knight

I loved it, of course. Actually, I saw this movie a while ago, right after it came out. Anything with Christian Bale and I’m there in a flash. Christian Bale as Batman? Heaven, peoples, heaven.

Personally, I was very impressed with Heath Ledger portrayal of The Joker. I thought he did a fab job. No huge surprise, since I already knew Ledger was a kick-ass actor. But what do you think? Does he deserve an Oscar? I’ve got my head so buried in work, I’m not sure what his competition might be, so I can’t give an adequate answer.

What say you?

As an aside, mark your calendars for September 10th. That’s when the Book-a-Day extravaganza will start on this blog. I’ll give a new book away every day until shortly after the release of The Chosen Sin on October 7th. Check back every day, answer all my questions and you’ll have a chance to win free books.

Now, back to working on the second draft of Witch Fury.

Saturday, August 9th, 2008
Sharing a pretty picture

Of our dog. I snapped it this morning. I think she’s a gorgeous pooch, but I may be a bit biased. I have friends who are doing the 365 Project. You post a photo a day, every day…for a whole year. I can’t commit to that, but I am going to make a point to post more pictures on my blog.

I joined Second Life today. Oy. There’s a learning curve, methinks. It’s going to take me a while to get the hang of it.

Friday, August 8th, 2008
What I’m doing lately….

I’m working on two projects at once, something that generally drives me nuts. And, yes, it is making me nuts. Big time. Right now I’m working on the second draft of Witch Fury and I’m also writing my novella for the Christmas themed anthology I’m in next year. My story is actually Yuletide themed. This novella kicks off my new fae series and introduces my new world. I don’t want to say much more than that because I’m superstitious.

I hate working on two projects at once because it’s hard for me to disengage from one world and slip into another just like that. I also hate having to head hop between all my main characters. I can head hop between two characters in the same world, no problem, but four across two different worlds is a bigger deal.

As well as making myself nuts, I’m getting ready for the rather large promotion I’ll be hosting on this blog in September/October. I’ll be giving a book away, every day. Sound good? Along with a bunch of my books, here’s a sampling of the titles I’ve selected:

Lora Leigh — Mercury’s War
Lauren Dane — Making Chase (autographed)
Jeri Smith Ready — Wicked Game
Keri Arthur — Embraced by Darkness
Jacqueline Frank — Noah: Nightwalkers, Book 5
Patricia Briggs — Cry Wolf
Megan Hart — Tempted (autographed)

Plus many more. I also plan to give away a signed ARC of Witch Heart (January, 2009)

Now I’m off to take my daughter to the library. It’s actually NOT a bajillion and three degrees today. Yay!