Bree Livingston's Blog

A Personal Note

First, I want to say thanks for reading my stories. I love writing. Telling a compelling story that seeps in and sticks with you is something I strive for and hope to continue doing.Sometimes, I may miss the mark. Sometimes, I may exceed expectations. I hope I do more of the exceeding than missing. :DAnyway, I want to tell you how much I appreciate your reviews. Good, bad, or otherwise. It means you're talking to me. It means I can take your feedback and grow. And isn't that what we're all trying to do? Grow and be better.I like keeping in contact with my readers, so I'd like to invite you to like my author page on Facebook. You can ask me questions, tell me how great I am (ahem--that's a joke), or yell at me if you'd like (when I say yell, I mean use your inside voice.) Anyway, click on the logo and it'll talk you there.If you decide to stop by, say hello. :) I promise to say hi back (unless of course my little girl gets gum in her hair again, and then it might be a little bit, but don't worry, I will say hi eventually.)

With a little coffee...

The fourth book needs my love now. Steele and Alana have a great story to tell, and I want it to be just as good as the last three.That's my personal goal. That the next book I publish is just as good or better than the one before it. Okay, going to go hide and work now. :) If you're interested in the other two books, check them out on Amazon.

Funeral Po-tay-toes

You never know when you tweet something what the outcome will be. Little did I know that Funeral Potatoes were a thing. A real thing in Utah. When I tweeted about them, I was thinking they were sad. I had hobbits with second breakfastses and hearing Frodo talk about lost Uncles as he ate his sad funeral po-tay-toes.Anyway, to those in Utah, I has been taught. Here's to learning new things. :)

Sweating bullets and peeking through my fingers.

In the next few days, I'll be publishing a new book. I totally stoked and excited and equally terrified and want to throw up. It's never easy to put your heart on display for the world to comment on. I love writing. I love my characters and sharing them.I hope this next book is as good or better than the last. I'm at least crossing my fingers that it is.

Me loves the cake.

That's right. I don't just chomp Cheetos. I lurves the cake. I like to think of things to celebrate just so I can haves the cake. I know I don't have to have a reason to eat it, but in my head, it's lower in calories when I do.

That moment...

When you're watching a documentary about a 70's band, and one of the dudes waiting in line to see said band, looks like Jennifer Grey before her nose job.

When 80's rock, James Bond, and Highlander collide.

Don't Stop Believing as sung by Sean Connery. Only, you know he's not singing it, he's reading it. You can totally hear it, can't ya? He's got on a suit and a red feathered hat, standing on the edge of that cliff--Highlander style.I am an odd little duck.

I often have conversations in my head...

Stuff like...Me: What do you think of Beyonce'?Also me: Are you talking about the singer or the five-foot metal chicken.Me: Why would you even think of a five-foot metal chicken?Also me: Really?Me: Oh, right.Also me: See? You walk into places like Ross or TJ Maxx, hoping to see a five-foot metal chicken that will cut you.Me: Yeah, I do, but I don't leave with towels.

I fought the carbs, and the carbs won.

It was just a Cheeto, but its lovely manufactured orange coloring called to me. I'd like to say it wrestled me to the ground, but...well...that'd be lying. Mostly, it just laid there and then I chomped it. See ya on the scale you man-made, dye-infused, crunchy goodness.

I decided to have a little fun with my Amazon author bio...

Bree Livingston lives in the West Texas Panhandle with her husband, children, and cats. She'd have a dog, but they took a vote and the cats won. Not in numbers, but attitude. They wouldn't even debate. They just leveled their little beady eyes at her and that was all it took for her to nix getting a dog. Her hobbies include...nothing because she writes all the time. She loves carbs, but the love ends there. No, that's not true. The love usually winds up on her hips which is why she loves writing romance. The love in the pages of her books are sweet and clean, and they definitely don't add pounds when you step on the scale. Unless of course, you're actually holding a Kindle while you're weighing. Put the Kindle down, and try again. Also, the cookie because that could be the problem too. She knows from experience.