Saturday, June 30, 2007

Sunshine and Squeeeee

I tried to keep Mini at bay this morning. He woke up around 6 and wanted me to get up with him. I stayed up til 1 AM, so of course I didn't want to follow. Since hubby was home and sitting in from of the TV, I managed to convince Mini to take his favorite bottle to his daddy. However, when hubby brought it back to our room (Mini had piled back up in the bed beside me awaiting room service), he sat on the edge and said, "If you decide to get up some time today, go look at what's on your laptop."

I opened my eyes. "What's wrong with my laptop?"
"I said ON your laptop."
"You mean, the desktop?"
"No. I mean on top of your laptop."

Okay, now I'm awake. Worried that a three hundred pound gorilla is sitting on my laptop and all that, I go into the dining room. Instead of a gorilla, there's a note that says, Surprise! (with a big smiley face on it) Beside that, there's a hot pink iPod Nano, matching pink case, and a gift card. Woot! Sweet hubby! He brought home an apple green one for himself. Ah, lovely colors...

Now I can retire that poor sad thing we were using for our music. It was offbrand, Digitech or some such thing, and would only download every now and then - when it wanted to, it seemed. Now we have something actually compatible with iTunes. Imagine that!

Weekend things...

Tomorrow hubby is going to take Mini and leave me some time to write. ALONE to write. Wow! How long has it been? I will catch up on the demons then, and hopefully have time to look over an old futuristic wip. I need to add a few things to it, and rework some parts of it to get rid of passive sentences and the bazillion comma splices tucked away in there.

For today, I think I'm going to be writing and tinkering with the iPod. Yeah, yeah... I know. I'm so behind the times. The iphone is the hot thing now, but sometimes you just gotta give an old woman her day. ^_^

Happy Saturday, everyone!

Friday, June 29, 2007

Release Day!

Dominant Territory is available at Cobblestone Press today.

The moment Libby steps into the Moonlight Run with her girlfriends, she realizes they have made a serious mistake. One look at the clientele and she knows this is no place to have a ladies night out. The backwoods bar is isolated for a very good reason—they cater to local werewolves on the eve of the change.

Drake never thought himself the type to consider a human for a mate. Then Libby shows up and crosses over into Werekind territory. One look at her and his heart is lost. After one dance, he'll stop at nothing to claim her for his own...

Tonight I'll be sharing an author release chat with the fun and talented Ann Cory. I'll also be giving away a free download of Dominant Territory to one lucky chatter. So if you have a few minutes, swing by and say hello. I'd love to see you there. :)

Friday Things...
Despite all the hustle and bustle, the late start blogging and all that, it's been a pretty good day. I went first thing and took care of the banking, the bills, the shopping, and even managed to drive Oldest by the library. I got up thinking there wouldn't be enough hours in the day, but somehow I managed to get everything in line despite the glitches. And I'm not going to knock it.

While Mini was napping, I took a few pictures of my doll collection for the groups, and then settled down to watch the news. Big mistake!!! *remote change frenzy* WTF is going on with all these men killing their wives? Or killing pregnant women? Or their own children? That absolutely disturbs the hell out of me - literally gives me freaking nightmares to watch that stuff. And I'm not a squeamish person. I've also never been around any kind of abuse, so it's not like I have an ingrained fear of my husband going nutso on me in the middle of the night. But these stories now, you can't seem to escape it - the news of it is everywhere: newspapers, CNN, MSNBC, local channels...good grief! What the heck is going on out there? :*(

I left the news channel behind for a DVD (Cursed) and began looking through bags of yarn and spare doll heads. (Yep, I have a few of those just lying around.) I found a gorgeous fuzzy white yarn, and a brown eyed CPK head that I think would look fantastic with fluffy pigtails. Now if I can get a good amount of writing done this weekend, I may reroot a doll. It's been a while since I did anything like that. Hm... *creative ideas*

That's it for now. I need to do a few chores before chat. Just for reference, the cabbie pic at the right is one of my favorite reroots. When she came to me, she was a lemon yellow loopy haired girl. I thought she'd look good with popcorn curls and freckles. I did her reroot several years ago (four or five?) and readopted her out. I wonder where she is now...

Happy weekend, everyone!

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Thursday and Stuff

Guess what I found this morning. A gray hair. Yes, you read that right. A gray freaking hair.
I have dyed hair, thanks. And that one hair is sticking it's middle finger in my face (a split end?) and telling me it's more resilient than coloring. What the heck does that mean? On top of that, I'm 31. I don't mind gray hair really, it can be very attractive, but this one is right in my center part and... well, hell, can't the grays wait just a few more years?

As if that wasn't enough to occupy my mind, hubby and I went to meet with the banker today about mom and dad's house. Hubby was a wreck - oh boy, did it show. I figured if it goes, it goes. If it doesn't, we'll keep looking. We signed what we had to in order to get the ball rolling, and the broker is supposed to go take a peek at the house and property today. Tomorrow hubby should be able to call and find out if the loan is a'go. Keep your fingers crossed for us.

We got home and mom and dad were jumping like puppies - mom in person, dad on the phone from work. What happened? Did you get it? What did they say? It's too soon to tell anything, really, and they deflated a bit at that news. But a little patience will go a long way. We still have to get the place surveyed, have a title search, etc. etc. I wish it was as simple as putting down the money and turning over the keys, but there's a bit more to it than that. I am glad they are pleased with the place we found for them, though.

Writing things...

Today I have an interview up at the Midnight Moon Cafe, so drop by and say hello if you can. You'll automatically be entered to win a copy of my latest erotic werewolf romance release, Dominant Territory, which comes out tomorrow. Yay!

Also, the Hump Day Hunk shapeshifter contest is still open. Take a guess at what you think our sexy shifter is, and you could win a free paperback paranormal (chosen at random) from the MMC book vault. The winner will be announced tomorrow, along with the winner chosen from those posting during the interview.

Tomorrow night, June 29th, at 7-9pm CST I'll be having a joint release day chat with the fantabulous Ann Cory in the Cobblestone Press chat room. Drop by and say hello if you can! I'd love to see you there. Also, you may very well walk away with a free download of my new ebook.

Now for today's Thursday Thirteen!
Thirteen Reasons I Now Have Gray Hair...

1. Mortage payments.
2. Ebay battle fatigue.
3. Mini - who is in his terrible twos.
4. Oldest - who is fast approaching 16.
5. My parents - who are going through their second childhood.
6. Hubby - who races around doing so much stuff it makes me dizzy.
7. Chancey the dog - who won't stay out of the neighbor's yard.
8. Deadlines. Writing deadlines.
9. Last minute sprint to finish just about everything I do.
10. That stack of laundry staring at me from the hallway.
11. Rush hour traffic.
12. Years of dealings with school admin.
13. Dial up internet - which apparently crawls along at the speed of FART

That's about it for me today, folks. I need to get around and clear some dishes, do some laundry. Oh yeah, and try to get in a bit of writing. I hope you have a wonderful day. And if by chance things are going kind of rough, take heart - tomorrow is FRIDAY! ^_^ Happy T13!

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Kitty boobs!

Our cat Crowley - who passed away a few years back - used to pose like the fur baby in today's pic. We used to say he was "making kitty boobs" at us when he did it. Yep, this pic is proof positive cats make boob jokes too...

Anyway, I talked to mom today about the house. We're calling the family today and making arrangements to go to the bank. (Couldn't this have fallen on some other week besides release week?)I had to explain it might take some time to get all the paperwork together. We still have to get the land appraised and surveyed. They are just so anxious to get the move started. I can't blame them, but at the same time, there's nothing I can do to rush the process.

I stayed up late last night working on a wip. Not the demons. They are fine and on track, but this is another project I need to catch up on as well. Hopefully by Friday things will have settled somewhat - work wise and house wise. I'm ready for a strawberry marguerita and a stroll on the beach. (If it will stop raining long enough!)

I posted a contest for a free book today over at the Midnight Moon Cafe. All you have to do to get your name in the hat is leave a post saying what kind of shapeshifter you think today's Hump Day Hunk is. Need more incentive? Sexy, gorgeous, drool worthy male abs... I shouldn't have to say more to that. ^_^

Happy hump day, everyone!

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Art By Mini

I got up this morning planning to jump right in on writing, but as I went to fix Mini's breakfast, I opened the pantry and... um, well, there's a pack of oatmeal. That's it. Blueberry oatmeal.

Ok. Not a crisis. Mini is eyeing the pack with hungry eyes, but I know darn well he won't eat it. I mix the stuff up anyway. He takes one look in the bowl and says, "Yuck." :P Off he goes wandering into the den to watch Wow, Wow, Wubzy, and Oldest comes lumbering in through the door like a zombie. He rummages through the cabinet. "There's no cereal."

No kidding, Jack!

There's no way around it. I know I have to go to the store. I put my shoes on, a bra (you didn't think I was a cave girl, didja?), and slip on some jean shorts that semi-sorta match my pajama shirt. I am going to get Mini's sandals and the phone rings. It's mom. She's reminding me the bank closes early on Wednesday. In other words: are you going today? HINT, HINT. Get thee to the bank, daughter, and fetcheth the paperwork for my house!

Yes, mommy, lovely. I have two slavering wildebeasts to feed, but no, I have not forgotten the house. Not by far. But I can't do anything with the bank until hubby has a day off from work, hint, hint. The minute I'm off the phone with Mom, I run to get the sandals and the phone rings again. Sheesh! It's hubby...

I finally get out of the house around 10, and Oldest is nagging on me, so I drop him off at the library. I told him I'd be back in about 45 minutes, so don't do anything scatterbrained - like leave the library. He just rolled his eyes at me. I took Mini on over to Wally World - this was going to be a quick grocery trip you see? But I got side tracked at the card aisle with all the birthdays coming up in July... What is it with snarky birthday cards anyway? They're listed as funny, but if I got a card that told me I had enough candles on my cake to scorch the dining room ceiling, you can bet your ass that person isn't getting an Xmas gift from me. Maybe a pair of mittens. Or a scarf at best. And I will make sure the print is atrocious, too boot. I'm not against funny cards, but since when did insulting people become synonomous with humor? But I digress...

Mini and I made a pretty good trip around the store, and I swear to Pete I didn't buy anything expensive or outrageous. Okay. So I bought a shirt. But it was under $10.00 so give me credit. *sad eyes* I get out to the Jeep with my cart full of goodies (food!), and I can hear Ruby Soho playing somewhere in the parking lot. I look around a minute before I realize the song is coming from my cell phone - inside the Jeep. I make a dive for it, and again, it's hubby. "Where the heck are you?" he asks.

"I'm in the Walmart parking lot. Where the heck are you?" He goes on to tell me Oldest has called him three or so times looking for me - I am LATE coming to pick him up from the library. Has it been more than 45 minutes? I check the clock and realize it's almost noon. I sigh. Ah well, we all know Walmart is a den for lost souls. So I lost an hour. Oldest was in a safe place. He even had access to air conditioning, the net, a bathroom, video survelliance, and free drinking water while I went missing. There are worse things, trust me on that.

I got hubby off the phone, tossed the food in the back of the Jeep, buckled in Mini and raced off to pick up Oldest. He was waiting in the lobby for us to drive up. Once he clamored into the front seat, he shut the door and promptly informed me, "I have late fees."

I can't be sure, but I think maybe that was zombie talk for: "Mom, you're late."

Yesterday was similarly hectic. I had to update my virus/firewall protection and discovered (not that I was shocked, mind) that I couldn't download a 90mb program on dialup. Haha to me for trying. :P I called hubby at work, and after some discussion, we worked up a plan - he would come and get my laptop and take it to work, where he has highspeed. Yeah, baby! That part of the plan went off without a hitch. He got everything, brought my comp back at the end of the day, and I learned about 30 minutes later that I needed my freaking password from last year's subscription to get this puppy cooking. *frustration*

I don't know how, maybe the saints are smiling on me, but after a few tries, I managed to guess my old pass - I can't quite figure out if that's a good thing or not. Am I really that predictable? I'm not going to think about that too much; the main thing is I got my new stuff up and running. At least that's one thing taken care of...

All in all, things are on track and peachy as usual - or at least typical of a Tuesday. Anyway, Mini just asked for a "sammich", so I guess it must be around lunch time. I better get back to mommy duty.

PS. One last thing before I call it a day! LK, I have not forgotten your taggage... Here it is!

Eight Random things about me...

1. Sunflower seeds are my favorite snack.
2. My current shoes (the ones not being held hostage somewhere by gnomes) are teal and blue plaid printed canvas. Inside the shoes, it's flower print.
3. I receive messages from extraterrestrials on my Lexmark printer. At least, I did a few minutes ago. I turned on my printer and it started printing out a page with a bunch of numerical gobbledy gook on it. It's alien code, I tell you... the government's just covering up the truth!
4. I really wish I had a tropical shaved ice, like, right now. Mm... Wedding Cake. It's my favorite flavor.
5. I am itching to order a new softie cpk from but I think my hubby might knock a knot on my head if it actually did it.
6. I am also itching to go on vacation, althought chances are looking slim for us these days. We just can't seem to get away. I'd really like to take the boys to the ocean.
7. Here's a crazy one - I really wouldn't mind having one more baby before I'm 35. (Can you hear my biological clock ticking?) Boy or girl baby, it doesn't matter. Just a little healthy ninny-beast to make tracks around the house with Mini.
8. I currently have a thing for rainbows. I'm not sure why.

And there you have it! 8 things. Very random, yes, ideed-y. Not sure who I can tag for this one. I guess, if you haven't done it, you're tagged. Muahahahaha! *karma check*

PSS. Today's artwork is by the one and only Mini. He had fun playing around on my laptop paint program. I could be reading a bit into it, being his mother and everything, but I say the lil squirt has some talent. ^_^ Happy Tuesday, everyone!

Monday, June 25, 2007

Room For Two

Hubby and I went to view "the house" yesterday. We talked to the current owner, went through the house and asked about the ammenities (and any potential problems), and also did a walk around the yard.

It's a traditional 3 bedroom that was probably built sometime in the 1930s. It has that old white slate siding on it, but it's in great shape - completely modernized, and all that. It does have that deep south country look about it, but the yard is amazing.

It's on 2 acres, has fruit trees - fig, apple, and peach. There is also this HUGE shade tree on one side of the yard that's begging for a swing, and on the other side of the house, there's a well maintained slate storage building with covered car port. It's a perfect place for a couple.

Hubby took my dad over to view the property after we did a walk through on the house, and my dad loved the place. Loved it. And he's usually not happy unless the house he's living in is closed in by a fortress of trees. This house is surrounded by pastures.

The minute my mom arrived at our house, dad stole her away to go look at the place. She looked a bit intimidated and overwhelmed when she came back. She liked the house and she agreed the land was beautiful, but I think it finally dawned on her for the first time that the move was impending, and it was real - not just something we talk and plan about. I wish she hadn't been so nervous about it, but I guess that's a natural part of leaving a place you've lived for 16 years. For me, yesterday was a bit like looking into the not so distant future - I have always known I would have to take care of my parents when they are older, but just like mom, I think it finally dawned on me for the first time yesterday, and it is no less intimidating or overwhelming.

On a lighter note, once all the house hunting had settled yesterday, hubby went out and filled Mini's baby pool. We put him into a pair of Little Swimmers (Mini, not hubby) and out he went. He had a blast in that pool - and when it came time to go back inside, much drama ensued. The happy peace was good while it lasted. ^_^

I have a third of the demons story written now, and I guess I'll be working on that again today. Speaking of writing, this is the release week for my new book Dominant Territory. (June 29th) I will have an author interview up at the Midnight Moon Cafe this coming Thursday, and will be giving away a copy of the book on Friday. So if you have a few minutes to spare, I hope you'll drop by the Cafe and say hi.

That's it for me today. I have a mountain of laundry calling me this morning. Ho hum. How the heck does this stuff pile up so fast? Now there's a mysterious question to ponder...

Happy Monday, everyone! ^_^

Saturday, June 23, 2007

Going to the Country...

When I got up this morning, hubby was home and he was all smiles... Ok. Normally I'd be a little worried about that, being pre-coffee and all, but this was a little different. Hubby took the day off from work, and he had his designs set on luring Oldest, Mini, and I out to the Ruston Peach Festival.

He didn't have to do much wrangling. We got the boys and the stroller in the Jeep, and off we went! We arrived around 9 am, and wow, what a crush! We somehow managed to get a parking space right on Trenton Street - which is a freaking miracle in itself - but even better, we managed to get a spot right next to Railroad Park. What does this mean? Well, we didn't have to walk very far in the blazing heat to get to the festival!

Ruston might be known for it's peaches, but it's sure as heck not known for it's parking. Almost everything downtown is parallel, and there is very little of that. Most people pulled up along side streets, we noticed, and some streets were so congested with parked cars and trucks, I can't imagine how they would even get out of there.

Anyway, we got this snaaaazzy parking spot, and walked to the festival. Once we got our pink armbands, we decided to do the rounds. I'm not sure who the band was - Percy Sledge played yesterday - but they did lots of 70s-80s songs. Stuff by CCR and Bryan Adams and such.

First things first, we went to buy a Dasani to put in Mini's bottle, and we realize that this year they've implemented those annoying coupons. Another first for TPF, as far as I know. So, basically, 50 cents a ticket at one booth and you need five tickets to for a 20oz. bottle of soda. We ended up finding a hotdog vender taking straight cash. *dance, dance* No 15 minute wait just to fill up a sippy for us.

And so we were on our way...

On Park Avenue (which is where we are in the group pic of Oldest, Mini, and me), Hubby decides to take Oldest over to the Army trailer - they have a fight simulator and are giving away a bunch of stuff. So, I walked around with Mini, checking out the baby picture contest displays, the window quilts, before taking refuge in the water misters near the park bleachers.

Hubby and Oldest finally found us again. Actually I called then on my cell phone twice and told them we were hot and where we were waiting. And so we all met up again. ^_^ On our way out, Mini got his hand painted. We didn't do his face. We thought he might freak out if he couldn't see what the girl was doing. He chose a simple red star design.

From there we went to eat at the buffet. Mm, sesame chicken... We were going to go to the Civic Center and check out the things there too, but after we went out to eat, a thunderstorm rolled in. By the time we drove back through town, some of the booths were packing up. Darn! I wish I'd gotten one of those red razorback piggy banks made out of creamery jugs. Oh well, maybe next year...

Happy Saturday, everyone!

Friday, June 22, 2007

F-R-I-D-A-Y (with Mari)

Hubby came home yesterday and told me that a house has come up for sale right down the road from where we live. So, as you can imagine, we are on the hunt again. This place would be perfect for my parents. It's just the right size, on a good road, and there is a lot of elbow room between their house and any neighbors.

Hubby called the number on the sign, but so far no one has gotten back with us yet. If hubby doesn't hear from anyone today, I'm thinking we may take a little drive over there and see if anyone is still living in it. If so, maybe they can tell us a bit about the sale arrangements on the house. I'm keeping my fingers crossed on this one...

I gave Mini a haircut yesterday. It's long over do. He was developing a baby-mullet, and I couldn't allow that to happen. It's just so hard to get him to stay still long enough to trim anything. I caught him by chance yesterday. I'd just turned from putting away towels, and saw he'd crawled up onto the bench to look into my vanity mirror. While his back was turned, I grabbed the sheers, and trimmed off the back baby fringe. Stealth haircutting! I had to do the same thing with his big brother when he was around that age.

Anyway, I will spend the day doing laundry, and prepping the bathroom floor to be painted. Let's hope it doesn't rain this weekend. Hubby brought home the local newspaper last night and the headline showed rainwater being pumped out of the hospital. I noticed we've been getting a lot of rain lately, but didn't realize it amounted to about 8 inches, and that parts of town were flooded. *_* Maybe I should strive to get out more...

It's been a while since I displayed one of my dolls, and since I'm at a loss for pictures this morning, today's CPK picture model is no other than Miss Mari Davina. She's a 2006 SE girl with cherry rag hair and brown eyes. She is my favorite soft sculptured kid out of my patch. I adore her chubby face. :)

Yay, yay, yay, it's Friday! Gotta get around do chores early if I'm to have any chance of enjoying it. So I'm off... Hope you all have a snazzy weekend!

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Thirteen mysteries to ponder

Thirteen Mysterious Questions (that I don't have the answers to...)

1.) If Sunday is the first day of the week, why do we consider it part of the weekend?

2.) Why do people always put their "two cents in", after they ask "a penny for your thoughts"?

3.)How can there be self-help "groups"?

4.)If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?

5.)If it's true that we're here to help others, what are the others here for?

6.)If you try to fail, and succeed, which have you done?

7.)Do vegetarians eat animal crackers?

8.)Why are there floatation devices under plane seats instead of parachutes?

9.)If a man speaks in the forest, and there is no woman around to hear him, is he still wrong?

10.)Who shuts the door once the bus driver gets off?

11.)How does the guy who drives the snowplow get to work?

12.)Did the early settlers go camping?

13.)Is there another word for synonym?

Happy Thursday, everyone! ^_^

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Ah, Relaxation...

Not one of my finer moments captured in pixels, but darn it, I was tired! No makeup, my hair all pushed back... Looking at Mini, I'm surprised he didn't fall head-first off the couch. We were sooo zonked. Hubby came home for lunch, and snapped this pic of us with his cellphone. While it's hardly fashion-worthy, there's something about it I find very endearing.

I rested yesterday, but at the same time, I seemed to pull off more than I have on days when I've run at full throttle. I logged in 1800 words on the demons, which is probably the best I've done in a while. That story seems to be moving along now with some consistency; I'm finally seeing results. The characters now seem to be moving toward a singular goal.

I also read through one of my very old sci-fi romance manuscripts yesterday, and began organizing it to some degree. I need to weed out all the comma splices and passive sentences in case I need to use it. I've separated the first three chapters from the rest, and if I've come far along enough with the demons as I enter the weekend, I'll try to doctor the sci-fi story a bit. Either way, whether I get around to it or not, it's amazing to see the progress I've made in my writing since I wrote that story. What's it been? 5... 7 years? Something along those lines. The story itself isn't bad, but the writing is clearly from a stage in my life when I scrawled down strings of words willy nilly, blissfully unaware of my own bad grammar. I wouldn't be embarrassed if someone read the story, but I definitely wouldn't want it published in the shape it's in either.

Hubby mentioned possibly taking off work this Saturday. He's been working most weekends since May, which is kinda sad because Oldest usually likes hanging out with him during summer. They go to the car shows, and stuff like that. I like going to the lake too, but I can't stick around out there like they can. I have to leave after an hour or two or I turn lobster red through my SPF 45, and suffer a freckle explosion. With his dad, Oldest can stay around out there most of the day. I did tell hubby if he does manage to wrangle out of work on Saturday, we should do something family wise, like go on a picnic, or take a trip to the zoo. It's been a while since we did either of those things. It would be good for a change.

That's it for me today. I've lingered around online far too long. I have laundry to tackle (Ho hum), and I really should try to get a little writing done. Happy hump day, everyone!

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Blog Dancing

I think it's safe to say my nerves are shot. Between ornery kids, deadlines, and life in general I am a bundle of stress right now. Last night I couldn't sleep. I just couldn't seem to turn my mind off long enough. Everytime I'd close my eyes, I'd be sitting in front of the computer, editing my manuscript in my dreams. Have you ever done that before? Go to sleep, and think you're still awake, and looking over your work? When you wake up, you realize you've only snoozed about 10 minutes and you feel more tired than ever?

I got up this morning, took care of a few things on that list - I settled the kids down with dire warnings of what would happen if they rattled mommy's chain. Then I took care of one deadline. I feel better now. Like I could nap. I plan to finish reading an ARC for Romance Divas today, then I'll tackle a demon or two toward the evening. Like my momma always said, "Pace yourself." I need to do that. I'm definitely doing that today.

It seems a lot of folks are heading out to nationals in a few weeks. Am I the only one NOT going? I'd love to hit the conventions, I really would. And this year they are close to home. But I don't have anything to really offer by way of material, and I was told that kind of makes it a moot trip if you don't have anything to present to an editor or agent. So it's home for me during those days. I imagine things will get very quiet around the blogosphere while that's happening. Whoever is going - I hope you take tons of pictures for posting. You know, for the rest of us. :*>

Yesterday, when I ran to the post office, I decided to drop by the store on that side of town. I had Oldest and Mini with me, and Mini fell asleep in the Jeep almost as soon as we left home, so I kept the car running, and sent Oldest in with a few dollars to pick up the things I needed. (One of those hot items being a desperately needed pair of kitchen scissors. For whatever reason, the gnomes have taken the old pair. But I digress....)

Anyway, I told Oldest as he was getting out, he could buy a treat for himself, but please bring dear ol' mom a pack of Reeces PB cups. He nodded and went in. A few minutes later, he came out, I checked that we had everything, and we headed for home. Oldest ate his treat on the way home, but I left mine for later. At the house, I took Mini and put him to bed, and did a few chores. At last I went for the PB cups.

I opened them, took out the first one and bit into it. I chewed a minute, then stopped. Chewed and stopped. Something wasn't right. There was a weird taste to the peanut butter. I glanced down at the PB cup in my hand and I shit you NOT - there is yellow OOZE coming out of this cup beneath the peanut butter. For a split second I felt seriously dizzy.

I grabbed a paper towel, and spit for about 15 minutes. I then ran for a toothbrush. When I was fairly certain I wasn't about to HURL, I came back to the kitchen, grabbed up the PB cup pack, and prepared to call the store we bought them from. Before I grabbed the phone, however, I felt compelled to break open the other PB cup to check it. So I did. And yes, there is more yellow ooze. I'm starting to freak out a bit about this -and that's when I notice the wrapper...

Reese's Peanut Butter and Banana Creme Cups
*bwa bwa bwa*

Well. So I see. That makes sense. :P And now that I'm not having a complete cow anymore, I realize that funky taste that was mixed in there with the peanut butter did taste like that fake, Laffy Taffy type of banana flavoring. Hm. In my opinion, it's a crime of chocolate, but what can you do? To each his own...

That's it for me today. The dishes are calling. Hope you have a snazzy Tuesday!

Monday, June 18, 2007

Pouring My Heart Out

Yesterday was a fun Father's Day. My parents took Mini and Oldest to church with them, so hubby and I had a little time to ourselves. *reels in shock* It was a fun, romantic day. We haven't had one like that since our anniversary this past October.

For his special daddy day, hubby picked out a VHS to DVD recorder so he can tape some of our OOP horror titles and other top picks from of our VHS dust collection. Heh. The recorder has a book with it that's thick as a mattress, and when he took it out of the box, he handed it to me. I'm sure you can imagine my response to that. Something along the lines of: "Oh, no, you don't, Buster. That's your gift."

I still haven't read the manual to my digital camera. Or the DV-R Handycam. *_* I luvs you, honey, but good luck getting me to read that chunk of Snoozeville.

On to writing...

I'm pleased to announce the demons are on track - for freaking once! Ornery buggers. They're talking to me again, thankfully, but it seems I couldn't get their attention with my smart, sexy heroine alone. Hm. Maybe I shouldn't say that too loud, lest I be smighted again by the angel of Yea-This-Manuscript-Sucks. Can you feel the love?

While freewriting yesterday, (necromantic channeling for literary demons) I wrote five full pages of a contemporary erotic romance - which is not something I typically read. Of course I read a Harlequin Presents every now and again, or a friend's ebook. (Cassandra Curtis' Compulsion was smokin' HAWT.) But I admit I'm typically drawn to darker elements in my romance. Some of it even leans toward horror. However, I wasn't thinking about that yesterday when I sat with a pen, cleared my thoughts, and let it all flow out. In about 10 minutes of writing - timed, so my muse won't get carried away - I managed almost a full chapter. And when I reached the cut off time, and read through everything I'd written, I was very taken with the overall story.

For months I've been mulling around what to offer Kensington, and
I think the erotica/contemporary may be THE ONE. I actually began the freewriting session from the beginning of the story - not in the center, or the ending - so I actually have the jump on a first chapter. That is extremely rare for me. Maybe it's a sign. Now to just finish up the three other projects I have pending and maybe I can make some magic happen in that corner.

I should really get to work. Wow, Wow, Wubzy is almost over, I have clothes to put in the dryer, and Mini will be wanting breakfast in about fifteen minutes. Too, I can hear the demons calling. As much as I like to think I'm in control... *shakes head*

BTW, today's pics are art works made completely out of Legos snap blocks. Want to see more of this artist's stunning work? Check this out. It's defintely worth a look!

Happy Monday, everyone!

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Saturday Blogthings!

What better way to waste time than on blogthings! I found two weird ones I haven't taken before. Muahahahaha...

Your Mind is PG-13 Rated

Your mind is definitely a little dirty. You're naughty, but not trashy.
You don't shy away from a dirty joke, and you're clearly not a prude.

Hehehehehe!!! I'm PG-13 erotic romance writer :P

And this next quiz I had to take because, come on... look at that title. ?!?! ^_^

What Your Bathroom Habits Say About You

You are very independent and self-centered. You don't solve other people's problems - and you don't expect them to solve yours.

Your idea of fashion is jeans and a t-shirt. Clean, if you're lucky.

You have the perfect blend of confidence and class. You're proud of who you are - but you don't broadcast it.

In relationships, you tend to be very romantic and demanding. You'll treat your partner like gold, but you expect a lot in return.

More Blogthings...

If You Were Born in 2893...

Your Name Would Be: Reunn Raan

And You Would Be: An Evil Space Warlord

There's a 40% Chance You've Been Abducted By Aliens

Even though you have a few alien abduction signs, you're almost certainly in the clear.
However, if aliens ever do come to your neck of the woods... they'll probably be coming for you!

Happy Saturday, everyone!

Friday, June 15, 2007

Duck and Cover

I really, really wanted to stay up til around midnight last night writing. While I did pretty well, around 11pm, I just couldn't hang with the demons anymore. I was doing more screen staring than actual writing. Damn shame, really. Mini was snoozing without a twitch, and the house was perfectly quiet.

Today is errand day, and I also have to pick up a few gifts for Father's Day. So I guess this is a bit of a reminder... if you haven't picked up something for dear ol' dad, Sunday is the big day. My goal for the day is to pick out something for both hubby and my dad that doesn't completely suck. I swear, these two are the hardest to shop for out of the entire family.

I don't have a lot to post about today, so I'll close with a karma check:

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog.

There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.

The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.

"I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."

"No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel.

"Is that your son?" the nobleman asked.

"Yes," the farmer replied proudly.

"I'll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of." And that he did.

Farmer Fleming's son attended the very best schools and in time, graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.

Years afterward, the same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia.

What saved his life this time? Penicillin.
The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill. His son's name?
Sir Winston Churchill.

Someone once said: What goes around comes around.
Always remember: Kindness matters.

That's it for me today folks! If I plan to get any writing done today, I better hop to it. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend! ^_^

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Thursday 13

Thirteen Movies I can watch over and over again...

1.)The Fifth Element

2.)Return of the Living Dead (1985)

3.)The Howling


5.)Event Horizon

6.)The Thing (with Kurt Russell)

7.)Big Trouble in Little China (I know, I know...Kurt Russell)

8.)Escape from LA (Alas, Kurt, now I know I should be ashamed...)




12.)Independence Day

13.)Dracula 2000

Lots of mind rotting television there. Gotta love it! ^_^
Happy Thursday!

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Ghost Rider!

Hubby sent me on a mission to buy Ghost Rider on DVD yesterday. Like I had any issue with that... When it came out at the theater, I knew that one would be a must see; however, I couldn't find a sitter for Mini, and it ended up that Hubby and Oldest made the movie trip without us. Ho hum.

I still have a few scant issues of Ghost Rider among my comic collection - which is mostly comprised of old Xmen in various forms (Gen X, X Force/Factor, Uncanny, Wolverine,etc), Gen 13, and Sandman. All my GR's are from the late 80s - early 90s, back when they did the reissue and Johnny Blaze still had long blonde hair.

Although Ol' Nick Cage doesn't look a think like Johnny Blaze from the comics, he pulled it off without a hitch. The movie ROCKED! I don't care what the reviews say, or the die hard fans that thought the movie should have focused on Danny Ketch, for that matter. Casting did a great job, especially with Sam Elliot as Carter Slade.

I thought it was especially cool how they incorporated all Ghost Rider's gear into the movie... such as where he got that badass jacket, the chain, and the shot gun. Maybe if they make a sequel, they'll add in that cool move from the comics where he makes the links in his chain separate during whip action and...

Okay. I should probably stop now before I go all fangirl in front of the known universe, but I'm going to venture out there one step. I can't help but wonder. Is Marvel moving toward a Rise of the Midnight Sons movie? They seem to be manuevering things into place. They've now made movies about Spiderman, Blade, and Ghost Rider. Will Michael Morbius be next? *mini squee* Guess I should be glad I hung onto my Morbius #1. But I digress...

When I bought Ghost Rider yesterday, I picked up a movie for myself as well. Blood and Chocolate looks like it's going to be an awesome werewolf movie! Mini did pretty well through Ghost Rider, but I didn't think he'd tolerate two movies in a row, so I saved that one for today. Once nap time rolls around, I'm hauling my laptop to the den. ^_^

As for writing, I worked on the demons until around midnight. Hopefully I can get in a great big chunk of new material today. I've kind of been working the material backwards. We'll see if that does me any good.

Happy Wednesday, everyone!

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Beam Me Up

I thought I'd take a minute to do my rounds, but Mini comes in and shouts, "Eggs!" So, I guess we have determined breakfast. Pre-coffee, I feel very much like Mothership Cat. But at least there are eggs. ^_^

Note to self...I really need to get some writing done. I've been surfing the net far too much in the past few days. I go through these mass information hauls, where I can't seem to tear myself away from the net no matter what I should be doing. I'm not even really gleaning that much from the searches either. Unless you consider ebay and man titty searches an info haul...

Yesterday I got an email that the Midnight Moon Cafe is being featured at Fresh Fiction. It's up on their June newsletter for cool blogs. (It's in the paranormal section.) I thought that was pretty awesome. They also added all of us author chicks from the Cafe into the author/books search tabs at the site. *thumbs up* I'm having to fight the temptation to completely rummage through the site now, but I have so much that I need to finish, I should really do that first.

Now to get back to work! *snaps ruler of doom* Hope you all have a snazzy Tuesday!

Monday, June 11, 2007

Car of the Beast

I'm back to demon slaying this morning. I didn't do much of anything yesterday, which felt really great if I'm completely honest with myself, but now that it's the day after I feel like I should have written at least a line. Now I have the compulsion to play catch up.

On the up side, I think the new direction my demon story has taken is where I need to be. I finally have a few of the key scenes written. The story itself is still pretty skeletal, and feels a bit boxy, but it's coming together. Slow as molasses, yes, but it is taking shape.


Last night I dreamed I was preparing for a journey. I'd go out and put Mini's carseat into the Jeep, (which is a bitch to get in there, I'll tell ya) but when I'd return to the house I'd find the carseat sitting in front of the hutch in the dining room. Soooo, I'd pick up the carseat, and head back out the door. After about four rounds of this - possibly five - I shouted, "Enough!" And woke up.

Do you think maybe mommy needs a break? *lol* ^_^

How about the picture of the day today? It's an art car, and I'm not sure if it actually runs. But if it does, what do you think the license plate would be? HEL 666? It's just a thought...

Happy Monday, everyone!

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Where Have All the Flowers Gone?

In the news lately it has been mentioned that there are a startling lack of bees these days. Apparently the bees have been dying off due to a form of parasite, which in many ways works on their immune system like HIV does in a human. Scientists believe this is from the use of pesticides that has affected their reproduction, and is carried on to in genetic make up to the later generations of bees.

A few weeks before the news reported about this, the purple sage bloomed out in our rock garden. Normally this big bad daddy bush has swarms of bees on it. So much so, I won't go near it in spring and summer because anything that bzzzzz-es gives me the complete heebie jeebies. However, hubby parked my Jeep too close to the sage, and so I had to approach the rock garden to do my weekly errands. That day, I noticed in passing that only a few bees were lingering around the bush. Like 2 bees, as opposed to the normal 8 or 10. I even mentioned to hubby just HOW LUCKY he was that there weren't more, otherwise I'd have been calling him at work to come home and move the Jeep. Heh.

At the time I thought this was a really good thing - only 2 bees, and strapped Mini into the carseat without a second thought. About three weeks after that incident, I heard about the bees dying off on the news.

Okay, I mean, I'm not the brightest light on the Xmas tree, but I am intelligent enough to understand the importance of bees and pollination. When I heard what we'd be reduced to eating if bees stopped flower-hopping, it alarmed me. It's really sad to see the bees in the shape they are in at this point, and although I haven't gone out protesting in the name of bees or anything, or started a bee wildlife fund, I have started looking for signs indicating what the news has been talking about. (Other than the sage bush, I mean.)

Today while coming home from a movie renting excursion, Hubby and I drove along the main HWY near our home, which has thick trees along one side of it. The trees are on private property, a bit pushed back from the road, and when looking at that stretch, it looks like a solid wall of green year round. Typically this time of year the trees along this stretch of highway would be covered in blue wisteria. For those that haven't been in close proximity to that much wisteria, when it grows en masse like that, you can smell it inside your car even with the air conditioner running. It's a very syrup-y sweet smell. A heavy fragrance, that kind of like a mix of honeysuckle and magnolia.

Anyway, we've lived here for more than 10 years, and there has always been wisteria. I noticed just today there is no wisteria along the usual stretch, no smell of it when you pass, and now that I think about it, I haven't seen any of it this year. Not a speck. Sad, very sad... It usually crops up around April or May when things start warming up. *shakes head* I hope this isn't a sign the bees have flittered off elsewhere.

On another note, it's been a nice, sunny day. Hubby and I picked up a set of cheap lawn chair so we can lounge around in the backyard and watch Mini splish splash in his baby pool. Oh, yeah... we're rocking the baby pool look this season. LOL!

Happy Sunday ^_^

Saturday, June 09, 2007

Rainy Saturday

The Part of You That No One Sees

You are passionate, romantic, and emotional.
You put love first in your life, even though you have often been disappointed by it.
You expect to be swept of your feet, and you never expect infatuation to die out.

Underneath it all, you are scared that you aren't lovable.
Your insecurity has ruined many relationships, as you are unable to see the love that's really there.
You are secretly afraid of being alone. Confronting your insecurities is incredibly painful.

My net connection has been sketchy since yesterday. Thunderstorms moved into the area last night. Hubby and I went out to buy a bottle of wine around the time they were building up, and on our way home, the there were these huge thunderheads right over our area. Beautiful flashes of lighting kept popping off deep within the clouds, and made the clouds look different colors. Kind of hard to describe. But the clouds would flash pink, and then yellowy, and then a faint green color from the lightning.

This was really fascinating and beautiful. (And you can imagine how slow I was driving so I could watch this - thank goodness we were on a country road with no one behind us!) We watched this for about a mile, then turned off, and this really bright, really fast ZIP of light like a comet tail blazed right in our view. It lasted for only a split second, but WOW! Hubby yelled, "UFO!" like you can imagine a guy would do. *giggle* But in actuality it looked like a very prominent and large shooting star. It was amazing. Just wanted to share that.

Hope you all have wonderful Saturday!

Friday, June 08, 2007

All Is Full Of Love

Hubby and I talked about vacation plans yesterday. I'm personally happy wherever we go as long as there is an internet connection and a pool, or lake, or some other swimmable body of water. I kinda want to head over the Oklahoma way, because it isn't very far, and I've never been there. On the otherhand, there is the diamond pits in Arkansas - which is where Oldest wants to go, and Bilouxi beach. which I think Oldest and Mini would like. Again, I just want my net connection and a place to swim, so I've decided to let the males fight amongst themselves over the location.

I kicked off my demons yesterday, turning them in a whole new direction that seems to be paying off. It's taking a bit more research than I like (I hate to research anything), but I think it will be worth it if I put that little extra effort in.

At any rate, I'm going to chase these new ideas through the weekend, follow through the scenes, and I'll make my final decision about the story from there. At this point in time; however, I have a beginning, middle, and end, and no lagging points...which has been a problem all along. Whatever comes of it, no new projects for me until I get the demons written and sent off. If I don't set the bar now, I'm never going to get this project finished.

Just for the sake of saying so, Cyborg Kate Moss (in the pic) reminds me of that Bjork song All Is Full Of Love - which apparently I do not have on CD as I originally thought. I guess it's the whole robotic thing. I don't know. Kinda kooky in a way, but good too. Now I'm going to have to track down that Bjork album, though...

That's about it for me today. Gotta get crackin' while Mini's in Snoozeville. Hopefully I'll get something accomplished.

Happy Friday, folks!

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Thursday 13

Thirteen Most Influential Bands (that I listened to in the 80s) and the songs that rocked me...

These are, of course, not all from the 80s. And they are not in any kind of order.

1.) Blondie - Rip Her To Shreds

2.) New Order - True Faith

3. Depeche Mode - Lie To Me

4.) Jane's Addiction - Jane Says

5.) The Go-Gos - Fading Fast

6.) The Cure - Lullaby

7.) The Smiths - How Soon Is Now?

8.) Danzig - Mother

9.) The Sex Pistols - Steppin' Stone

10.) Book of Love - I Touch Roses

11.) REM - Swan, Swan H

12.) Soft Cell - Tainted Love

13.) The Pixies - Where Is My Mind?

And of course, no proper 80's album is complete without that added bonus track!

14.) Violent Femmes - Add It Up Day, after, day...I will walk... and I will play... ^_^

Happy Thursday, everyone!

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Okay, where's the coffee?

It's one of those days. Oh, yeah... There isn't enough coffee on the planet to deal with it.

Oldest is almost 16 - the age of infinite knowledge - and of the mind that he wants to ride his bike to his friend's house. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem. Ride a bike to a friend's house. That's what kids do. (And teenagers who are afraid to drive.)

However, Oldest's friend lives 8 freaking miles away. Even for a kid who's in shape, that's too damn far to ride a bike. My Oldest's usual ride of choice is the couch. And yet, he persists. He has for the past week.

Hubby and I (separately) took him in the Jeep at the beginning of the week and clocked the distance for him, mostly to show him it's too far and down too many isolated country roads to trek on a freaking bicycle. Still, he keeps up about it. I guess he's just having the brainfart of the century in regards to distance. I finally had to unsheath the claws this morning and warn him, "BACK OFF." I was pre-coffee after all.

I agreed to drive him to Ph's house, and by all that is holy, this better end the whole discussion of biking 8 miles before I lose control of all my mutant powers and shift into the snarling, claw wielding, chocolate craving BEAST that may very well snap him like a twig. *go forth and be merry, young grasshopper*

On another note, hubby came home with a raging fever yesterday. Ah, lovely, a summer cold. "Please, honey, don't breathe my direction. Yes, I do love you. Yes, I'm serious." Pats head. *sigh* (Tempest, if you're reading this, I'm one step away from hopping a flight. So if I show up on your doorstep, please take me in.)

Last night, I stayed up until well after midnight working on the demon story. My main, sexy male character (not quite a hero) started to get all angsty with me and not talk. Since this is the 3rd time I've written this story, I decided we had to have a little tete a tete. It went something along the lines of: Okay, pal. Get your demonic, sword-wielding ass in there and seduce the heroine, or I am going to write you into a really bad fairytale where you will meet a standard, vanquished-from-the-mortal-realm demise at the end. Oh, yeah, and I will make it hurt.

Clearly, Mr. Demon understood I meant business, because shortly thereafter, he went in for a half chapter round before I called it a night and went on to bed. *dusts hands* Sometimes you just gotta put your foot down.

Happy Wednesday, everyone!

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Come on, lucky seven!

Okay, 7th time's the charm. I started this blog post hours ago, but each time something has happened and I've had to walk away from it to do something else. So let's try this one more time...

First things first. I came straight online this morning and started doing my rounds to all the places I *heart*. Like the Cafe, and my doll groups. I got in a new Cabbage Patch SS kid in yesterday, and had to go squee about it amongst all the angsty doll bitchery going on over at the groups. Once that was up, I thought I'd blog a bit and try to get some writing done. Try is the key here.... I have been roadblocked every five minutes today. Around noon I gave it up and decided I'd wait until the kids are in bed. *twirls big stick of doom in warning*

On another note, I have an excerpt for Dominant Territory up at the Midnight Moon Cafe today. So pop over there if you want to take a peek at that. Also, my friend Cerri Ellis has a Summer Sizzler blog party going on at her Shape of Imagination blog. There is information up about it at the Cafe, but the gist is you can visit her blog, and you read about the articles with summer sizzler attached to the titles and you can win books. Cool beans!

That's all for me today. I'm gonna take my laptop and doom stick to the den to try writing again. It's worth a shot. Happy Tuesday!

Monday, June 04, 2007

Book Covers and More!

Here's a sneak peek for my new cover! I got this in around midnight, and haven't actually gotten the art package yet, but couldn't wait to show it off. ^_^

I also got word this morning that my horror novel book proposal was accepted by WCP, so that's another thing to be cheery about. So good news has been traveling my way this morning. *knock on wood*

Today I'm getting back to demon slaying. I have pages to print and scenes to write. I'm going to hit this book a scene at a time, and get it over with. I'll fix things on the second round because I've simply taken too long in writing it. I do have new ideas to add to the book - scenes all within the world previously written - so I'm hoping it all goes smooth as glass and I don't get hung up on anything.

I should really get to work now. I've been tinkering around on the net for over an hour and accomplishing next to nothing. Darn habit slackassing... Ah well. Hope you all have a snazzy Monday! ^_^

Sunday, June 03, 2007

Lazy Sunday

I spent the day "attempting" to write. Everytime I sat at the comp, someone would either come over, or someone would come up and linger behind me while I was trying to work. I have very few pet peeves, but that is one of them. Writing is not a spectator sport. Sorry, kids.

By the end of the day I'd accomplished a whole heck of a lot of nothing, but I did manage to get a book proposal written and submitted. It's for a horror novel, not romance, so we'll see how that goes. I am still debating whether I'd take on a new pen name for anything horror I might do. Blogging friend ME Ellis has managed to keep her name across both genres successfully, but I'm not sure I'd have the same success. I would of course be open about my pen name if I chose one, so it's not like no one would know I was writing horror as well. I only think of doing so to do away with any "shelf confusion". I'm still undecided, but all the same I may go ahead and start breaking out the baby name books to peruse.

Tomorrow I start on another demon slaying expedition. I have to buckle down on this story if I am going to finish it. First things first...

That's it for me today. A late day post, I know. Off for now. Monday will be here soon enough. ^_^

Saturday, June 02, 2007

It's a difficult job...

I turned in my final round of edits yesterday afternoon, and have in hand (or at least on my desktop) my final draft for Dominant Territory. *dancing bananas* Nothing to do now but wait for the cover and the ARCs. ^_^

Next up, I really must finish that demon/rune story; however, that hasn't stopped me from slackassing near the book rack. I finally, finally read the Lilith Saintcrow books Tempest recommended to me months ago.

I bought the books several months ago, and they have been sitting on my TBR shelf ever since, untouched. Not even the cover cracked. When edits rolled around for D/T, I didn't want to clutter my brain with a new project, so I picked up Working for the Devil and started reading a few pages. Those few pages turned in me reading the entire damn book in one sitting, toddler in the house and all. Freaking amazing. And what a great book! Futuristic necromancers with face tattoo being hired by the devil to kill one of his own. I'm there! Once I finished Working for the Devil, I immediately went to the TBR shelf and picked up Dead Man Rising. I devoured that one too. Awesome, kick ass, girl power books. If you haven't picked up either of these books, I highly recommend them. I'll definitely be looking for more Lilith Saintcrow books on my next trip to BaM.

That's it for me today. I'm off to post at the MMC, then crack open this extreme Blaze novel I just bought. I'm wondering how hot this thing really is - compared to HOT as I know it. Has Harlequin at last ventured into the realm of naughty bits and buttsecks? Probably not, but I intend to find out. *salute*

Happy Saturday!

Friday, June 01, 2007

No More Loafing

I got my 3rd round of edits this morning, so I'm almost there! I've downloaded them and given them a once over, I just need to go through and actually make/accept the changes. There's not much to do this round - approve formatting and such. My editor, Leanne, has been a gem to work with. Absolutely wonderful. I'm very happy with the way this book has turned out so far.

Once I get those in, I'm going to focus on the demons again. I wrote a full page yesterday, but didn't get much more than that. After mom's birthday party, she told Mini to pack a bag and he could stay with her until dark. So Mini went off to my parents for a few hours. This is the first time he's EVER gone over there without me or his dad, so it was new for him. He had a really good time coloring and all that jazz, exploring the house, etc. ^_^

Speaking of mom, here is the birthday cake I baked for her. (The candles look like balloons up close.) Mini helped... ^_^ There's not much left of it now, I'm sad to say. I'm surprised Oldest isn't in sugar shock right now...

I got a newsletter in from the Nelson Literary Agency. I subscribe to it because of the writing tips. If you're not getting that newsletter, I highly recommend it. Visit Pub Rants to sign up. This week's edition had an article in it about knowing when to toss in the towel on a project. I have an age old project I've been clinging to since before I even heard of ebooks, and I have several writer friends who have been shopping around stories they wrote in the early 90s that aren't going anywhere. It's interesting to read about this from an agent's perspective, and their advice is to let it go.

I have at least one story I have let go of in the past few weeks. Reading the newsletter reminded me of that. While sorting through my BOX (crypt) of dead manuscripts in my doll chamber office, I found one story I have rewritten about fourteen times. I sat on the floor a few minutes, read through the first few pages, then took the whole thing and tossed it in the trash. Not because of any newsletter - I hadn't read that yet. I threw it away because I immediately saw how far I've come in my writing, and comparing that with the quality of my old manscript, I wouldn't want that thing put out there in my name. The idea behind the story may one day be suitable for something else, but definitely not "as is". The entire manuscript would have to be broken down and reworked, from characters to plot, and if you have to go that far, you might as well start from scratch. *dusts hands* Let go, complete.

With that said, I'll close for today. I wish I had time to loaf alllll day, but I have errands to run. Ho hum. ^_^

Happy Friday, everyone!