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I Guest Blogged

I did a guest blog yesterday on the Harlequin Paranormal Romance blog about PHOENIX BURNING. Please stop by and check it out.

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It's been cold in Atlanta the past few days. Not as cold as other parts of the nation, namely Minnesota where I used to live, but still cold enough that it felt like typical Minnesota-in-January weather. It underlined just how spoiled I'd become living in a warmer climate. I'm good with that. :-)

I hope that wherever you are that the weather is moderating (I know it's very hot in Australia right now) and that the New Year is a great one!

Pick a Topic, Any Topic

I'm supposed to be writing a guest blog right now, but instead, I'm working on my own blog. Why? Because it's easier to talk here. You see, when invited to guest blog around a new release, the author is supposed to talk about the new release. In theory, this should be easy. It's not.

The first problem is there's no specific topic. Just talk about your story. Anything. Well, that's like getting a paper assigned in school and being told you can write about anything you want. Instead of making it easier, that broad expanse of possibility makes it harder. Really. It was much easier in school to riff on a topic when the parameters were narrowed.

The second issue is that I've been invited to blog about my current release. I turned that in last August. Not only was that nearly 5 months ago now, but I wrote another full novella since then. Even writing about that story would be difficult because It's been about 6 weeks since I finished that one and those details are getting fuzzy, too.

Throw in the fact that I forgot all about the guest blog until late last night and that I need to turn it in tonight. Add in that I'm tired because I've been up since 4am and worked at my day job. Now I need to find a topic and be interesting in 300-400 words. Oh, and one additional handicap--I've been writing since I was 15 so I don't really know what a person who doesn't write would find interesting to hear about.

I'm not asking for suggestions. It's too late for that. I'm just kind of lamenting the task that lies ahead of me before I can go to bed. :-)

Traditional Irish Dance Flash Mob

I love Irish dance. This took place at Dublin Airport.

Tradition Irish Dance Flash Mob

I love Irish dance. This took place at Dublin Airport.

PHOENIX BURNING Available Now!

PHOENIX BURNING, my erotic paranormal romance, is now available wherever you purchase ebooks!

Phoenix Cahill is experiencing the Awakening, transforming from an asexual tantric vampire nestling to an adult who feeds on the orgasmic energy of her partners. Though any man will do, the only one she craves is her mysterious new neighbor. But feeding from the same man too many times could kill him, and Phoenix won't be satisfied by just one night.

Getting close to Phoenix was supposed to be only part of vampire enforcer Ivar LeBlanc's mission to find her father and bring him to justice. But the plan becomes complicated when he rescues Phoenix from an attack—and gives in to his own desire for her. Now he must choose between the woman he loves and the clan lord to whom he owes his life.

You can buy PHOENIX BURNING at:
AmazonAppleBarnes & NobleKoboHarlequin

and almost anywhere else that sells ebooks 

There isn't a excerpt on my website yet because I couldn't find something where the h/h weren't having sex or thinking about having sex. I'm trying to figure out what I want to put up and how to post it. I'll figure it out eventually, but here's a small bit that isn't too X-rated.

Phoenix grabbed her keys from the table as she got to her feet. She was halfway to her door before she stopped and checked what she was wearing—a pair of loose yoga pants that rode low on her hips and a black tank that left her midriff bare. Good enough.She took the stairs two at a time, and as soon as she reached the bottom, headed left into the vestibule where the bank of metal mailboxes was built into the wall. She stopped short as soon as she saw him, but it wasn't quickly enough. Less than a foot separated her from the guy and Phoenix had no desire to move.His back was to her, his head bent as he sorted through his mail, but he didn't need to turn for her to identify him. There was only one man in this apartment complex whose mere presence left her buzzing with desire. Her next-door neighbor. She took the opportunity to gawk at him while he was oblivious to her presence. His brown hair was cut short, leaving his nape exposed and Phoenix curled her fingers to stop herself from tracing that bare skin. His navy T-shirt was pulled taut across his broad shoulders and his jeans were faded enough to mold his gorgeous ass. The urge to caress him had her taking a step closer before she stopped herself. It had been drilled into her head not to touch without an invitation and telling herself he wouldn't mind wasn't the same thing as consent.Without warning, he straightened, and before she could move aside, he pivoted and walked into her. Phoenix staggered, not only from the impact, but also from the feel of his hard muscled body pressing against hers. The mail hit the floor and his arms went around her, helping her keep her physical balance, but knocking her control askew. Her nipples peaked and she shimmied, rubbing her breasts against his chest.His grip tightened, stilling her. There was heat in his eyes, but there was reserve as well, and though he appeared reluctant, he put her away from him and stepped back. "Sorry about that," he said. "I didn't hear you come up behind me."Phoenix had to clear her throat in order to speak. "Not a problem," she assured him. She thought about apologizing herself, but didn't. What would she say? Sorry, I was so busy trying not to run my hand over your ass that I didn't realize you were done looking at your mail?

Happy 2014

2013 was a difficult year for a lot of people. I don't think I'm the only one happy to see it go. Here's to a better 2014 for all!

Earth and Moon Fly-by

This video was shot by the Juno probe on its way to Jupiter. Pretty cool.

The Never Ending Move

I spent a little time over Christmas Eve and Christmas Day going through some more moving boxes. Yeah, I know, not exciting, but without my mom here to force me to do it, they would have sat for a lot longer and this did need to be done. Even if it wasn't the slightest bit of fun.

Right now, my living room and kitchen are now box free! Yea!

Of course, a lot of the stuff got dumped in other rooms. Definitely not yea for this. They are the rooms these things should be in--mostly--but now I have to make time to go into those rooms and organize everything. Sigh. More un-fun to come.

I was talking to my Mom on Christmas and I said this house could use a couple more closets and then it would be perfect. Right now, there's just slightly less storage room than what I could use. The linen closet in the hallway is bursting, I've filled the linen closet in my bedroom, and the bedroom closets are practically bursting with boxes. Garage storage is out because of bugs and how I feel about those things. I miss having a basement, although then I'd be worrying about scorpions and bugs there all the time, so I guess it's okay.

More things are missing than I realized, although I have to believe most of it is in a box in a room that I haven't gone through yet. Or at my parents' house in Minnesota because it wouldn't fit in the car. Moving might be the least amount of fun a human being can have.

Merry Christmas!

To those who celebrate it, Merry Christmas!