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August 21, 2011
Sunday, what shall I do about you?
I'm deep in edit-land my lovely ones. This draft should be ready to go out to the editor tomorrow, and then it's back to our regularly scheduled programming.
See you tomorrow.
See you tomorrow.
August 20, 2011
Saturday at the Library
I have to be brief.
The library closes in a few minutes.
And my home internet is spotty at best until after the 1st.
Keep enter the contest here and over at Goodreads.
I will find a way to check in!!
Muah!
The library closes in a few minutes.
And my home internet is spotty at best until after the 1st.
Keep enter the contest here and over at Goodreads.
I will find a way to check in!!
Muah!
August 19, 2011
Flash Delay : smexy piccys instead!!
I just love looking at sexy men.
August 17, 2011
Work in Progress Wednesday-An Unedited Excerpt in Real Time
What I'm working on right now?
Edits.
More edits.
And a super secret story.
No, no...my lips are sealed.
Really.
So instead, how about a real life story?
True story.
***************************
Ummm.
Right.
I got nothing.
My brain is melted, and I think Rhino the Carnivorous Hamster just finished sucking down the gooey remnants.
Whoa.
Creepy visual.
I'll whip up something in the morning, after I grow a new brain.
Toodles.
Edits.
More edits.
And a super secret story.
No, no...my lips are sealed.
Really.
So instead, how about a real life story?
True story.
***************************
Ummm.
Right.
I got nothing.
My brain is melted, and I think Rhino the Carnivorous Hamster just finished sucking down the gooey remnants.
Whoa.
Creepy visual.
I'll whip up something in the morning, after I grow a new brain.
Toodles.
August 16, 2011
Tuesday Teaser
You can still win.
Enter here.
http://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/13403-the-soldier-and-the-state-trooper.
Enter here.
http://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/13403-the-soldier-and-the-state-trooper.
August 15, 2011
Manic Monday
I haven't forgotten the contest...internet woes and family drama have been making it hard for me to keep up with things here...but I think I have a plan to make that all better!! This week is bound to be a doozy though, as I have edits due to Silver, a story submission due to Riptide, and loads of stuff to get the kidlet ready for school. :) So, I'm off to work on my edits, going dark, going deep into the cave. I'll see you later, once those are done. I'll check the posts later today, when I need a quick break from edits, and let you all know who won the contests, as well as who is in the running for the month long contest.
Until we meet again, have a good read!
Until we meet again, have a good read!
August 12, 2011
Friday Flash: Fire & Ice #2
These Bad Boys woke me up demanding some face time. Such pushy boys!
You guys play with them for a bit.
I've gotta get some edits done, and finish the first draft of a different story.
*grin*
I know, I know. But it's wicked fun to tease you.
Fire & Ice #2
"Simeon!"
Josh and Ryan moved as one to catch the collapsing man. Ryan, moving a hair faster, scooped Simeon's pale form into his arms. Once the unconscious elemental was secure in his arms Ryan strode into the open door. Josh stood unmoving at the threshold. He clenched his jaw. His thick chest heaved as he took several quick deep breaths."Dammit, Rye, you have to ask me in. You know I have to be invited because of my Dad's little snit. He hit the wall just outside the doorframe with one balled up fist."Stupid celestial rules were designed to irritate me as much as possible."Ryan rolled his eyes before looking back over his shoulder to scope out Josh's expression. The big baby was actually sticking his bottom lip out. Sheesh, Josh was such a drama demon. Ryan did forget the whole short end of the stick from both parents thing sometimes, but really, this particular situation was extraordinary. "Yeah. Sorry, Josh. I give you permission to enter."The words rippled out, nearly visible as they crossed the threshold and fell against Josh's skin.The sandy haired demon shuddered."Shit. That feels so weird."Josh stepped forward as he spoke, wincing as he crossed into the house. Ryan cocked one dark eyebrow upward. He waited until Josh met his eyes."What feels weird?"Josh shrugged."Well, it's not your house, Rye. So even though you gave permission and I can enter, when I cross the line it feels like fine grained sandpaper swiping at every square inch of my skin."Ryan's eyes dropped to Josh's denim covered crotch.Josh winced again before nodding."Yeah, lover, there too."Ryan's eyes flashed upward."That sucks, Josh."Josh waved a hand toward Simeon's limp form."Worry about that latter. Let's get him comfortable first."Ryan grunted. Pulling Simeon closer to his chest he shivered. Speaking over his shoulder, Ryan switched destinations in mid-stride."Josh, he's freaking icy. You'd better strip down to your skin and get under the covers with him. You're hotter than I am. I'll make something hot to drink and then join you."Ryan walked unerringly to the bedroom door, nudged it open with his foot and quickly deposited Simeon under the thick white comforter. He frowned as he took in the room's lack of color. No wonder the elemental was in such bad shape. Nothing here fed the soul.Josh's hand landed on his shoulder, hot, heavy, and familiar."Go make some of that stellar tea of yours, babe. I'll get our boy warm enough to wake up."Ryan nodded jerkily. He spun away from the bed, keeping his face averted. Josh gripped his shoulder more tightly. The heat from his hand increased. "Whoa. Don't you go running out of here quite that fast, lover boy. Did you think this is your fault, Rye? You fucking well know better. I wouldn't let you come by yourself."Josh pulled Ryan close, heat rolling off him in waves, soaking through Ryan's clothes and warming the cold spot on his chest that Simeon had rested against. Christ almighty knew how good Josh felt against him. The boss's son had told Ryan once that he could feel the love lighting up whatever corner of heaven Josh and Ryan were in when they were together, and that he'd back Ryan if anyone ever made a fuss about Ryan and Josh being together. Jesus was really an okay guy. Ryan had his own ideas about the Son, but he kept those close to his chest. No need to get kicked out of Heaven. Not unless they tried to forbid Josh entry again. Ryan lost coherent thought then, Josh's fiery pull on him melting any resistance he had.Josh licked his way into Ryan's mouth, tasting strongly of cinnamon, like the jaw-breakers some human children favored. Ryan moaned, pushing closer. Josh suckled his tongue before pulling away with one last nip at Ryan's bottom lip. Ryan whimpered.Josh chuckled.A firm smack against his ass had Ryan opening eyes he couldn't remember closing."Get the tea, Rye."Josh's topaz colored eyes sparkled at Ryan. The demon lifted his hand, running gentle fingers along Ryan's cheek, wiping away the tears straying over them."It's not your fault, Rye. He will be okay. We got here in time. Just—just make some of your special brew and get your fine ass back in here as quickly as you can. I can heal his body, but you have a more delicate touch for the soul stuff."Ryan nodded. He could do that.
You guys play with them for a bit.
I've gotta get some edits done, and finish the first draft of a different story.
*grin*
I know, I know. But it's wicked fun to tease you.
Fire & Ice #2
"Simeon!"
Josh and Ryan moved as one to catch the collapsing man. Ryan, moving a hair faster, scooped Simeon's pale form into his arms. Once the unconscious elemental was secure in his arms Ryan strode into the open door. Josh stood unmoving at the threshold. He clenched his jaw. His thick chest heaved as he took several quick deep breaths."Dammit, Rye, you have to ask me in. You know I have to be invited because of my Dad's little snit. He hit the wall just outside the doorframe with one balled up fist."Stupid celestial rules were designed to irritate me as much as possible."Ryan rolled his eyes before looking back over his shoulder to scope out Josh's expression. The big baby was actually sticking his bottom lip out. Sheesh, Josh was such a drama demon. Ryan did forget the whole short end of the stick from both parents thing sometimes, but really, this particular situation was extraordinary. "Yeah. Sorry, Josh. I give you permission to enter."The words rippled out, nearly visible as they crossed the threshold and fell against Josh's skin.The sandy haired demon shuddered."Shit. That feels so weird."Josh stepped forward as he spoke, wincing as he crossed into the house. Ryan cocked one dark eyebrow upward. He waited until Josh met his eyes."What feels weird?"Josh shrugged."Well, it's not your house, Rye. So even though you gave permission and I can enter, when I cross the line it feels like fine grained sandpaper swiping at every square inch of my skin."Ryan's eyes dropped to Josh's denim covered crotch.Josh winced again before nodding."Yeah, lover, there too."Ryan's eyes flashed upward."That sucks, Josh."Josh waved a hand toward Simeon's limp form."Worry about that latter. Let's get him comfortable first."Ryan grunted. Pulling Simeon closer to his chest he shivered. Speaking over his shoulder, Ryan switched destinations in mid-stride."Josh, he's freaking icy. You'd better strip down to your skin and get under the covers with him. You're hotter than I am. I'll make something hot to drink and then join you."Ryan walked unerringly to the bedroom door, nudged it open with his foot and quickly deposited Simeon under the thick white comforter. He frowned as he took in the room's lack of color. No wonder the elemental was in such bad shape. Nothing here fed the soul.Josh's hand landed on his shoulder, hot, heavy, and familiar."Go make some of that stellar tea of yours, babe. I'll get our boy warm enough to wake up."Ryan nodded jerkily. He spun away from the bed, keeping his face averted. Josh gripped his shoulder more tightly. The heat from his hand increased. "Whoa. Don't you go running out of here quite that fast, lover boy. Did you think this is your fault, Rye? You fucking well know better. I wouldn't let you come by yourself."Josh pulled Ryan close, heat rolling off him in waves, soaking through Ryan's clothes and warming the cold spot on his chest that Simeon had rested against. Christ almighty knew how good Josh felt against him. The boss's son had told Ryan once that he could feel the love lighting up whatever corner of heaven Josh and Ryan were in when they were together, and that he'd back Ryan if anyone ever made a fuss about Ryan and Josh being together. Jesus was really an okay guy. Ryan had his own ideas about the Son, but he kept those close to his chest. No need to get kicked out of Heaven. Not unless they tried to forbid Josh entry again. Ryan lost coherent thought then, Josh's fiery pull on him melting any resistance he had.Josh licked his way into Ryan's mouth, tasting strongly of cinnamon, like the jaw-breakers some human children favored. Ryan moaned, pushing closer. Josh suckled his tongue before pulling away with one last nip at Ryan's bottom lip. Ryan whimpered.Josh chuckled.A firm smack against his ass had Ryan opening eyes he couldn't remember closing."Get the tea, Rye."Josh's topaz colored eyes sparkled at Ryan. The demon lifted his hand, running gentle fingers along Ryan's cheek, wiping away the tears straying over them."It's not your fault, Rye. He will be okay. We got here in time. Just—just make some of your special brew and get your fine ass back in here as quickly as you can. I can heal his body, but you have a more delicate touch for the soul stuff."Ryan nodded. He could do that.
August 11, 2011
Thursday Think Tank: Who do You Love
Can you hear Morrison? On one of his less drunken tour dates?
Say...Vancouver? Singing his heart out.
Fans are still making tributes to his memory. Hooking them together, amazing music and rare footage of his routine mayhem and foolishness.
So, yeah, we loved him.
Which brings us right back to the main question.
Who do you love?
And do they know?
Because nothing, luv, nothing is guaranteed, neither tomorrow, nor even the next moment. And in a hundred years, who's gonna care if you followed the rules dictated by society?
I'm not saying go all stalkery and psycho.
Just.
Just if you do, and you can look into the mirror at midnight, stone cold sober and say, "Oh, hell yeah, I love that f***ing fool.", then tell them.
They may be waiting, and just possibly, wishing they had the courage to do the same.
Go on. Grow a pair.
Cause the only real regrets?
Are things you never attempt.
So.
I love a whole lotta folk, in a whole lotta ways. Love my daughter. Love her dad too, not in a "in love and starry-eyed" kinda way. Naw. More a "Oh hell somebodies gotta!" kinda way. Because beneath all the bullshit he routinely throws between himself and the world is something of worth. Just glad I don't ride the train to crazy town with him. Love my sister, even though she pisses me off on the regular. Love my Army-brother and his wife, and all three of their girls. Love my Balthazar. Shit, even love my daughter's stinky little dwarf hamster, Rhino. Damn smelly little fucker.
Not in love with anyone at the moment.
But me?
Takes about a second to fall.
And the next time I do?
Gonna say so.
Cause there just aren't any guarantees, are there?
Say...Vancouver? Singing his heart out.
Fans are still making tributes to his memory. Hooking them together, amazing music and rare footage of his routine mayhem and foolishness.
So, yeah, we loved him.
Which brings us right back to the main question.
Who do you love?
And do they know?
Because nothing, luv, nothing is guaranteed, neither tomorrow, nor even the next moment. And in a hundred years, who's gonna care if you followed the rules dictated by society?
I'm not saying go all stalkery and psycho.
Just.
Just if you do, and you can look into the mirror at midnight, stone cold sober and say, "Oh, hell yeah, I love that f***ing fool.", then tell them.
They may be waiting, and just possibly, wishing they had the courage to do the same.
Go on. Grow a pair.
Cause the only real regrets?
Are things you never attempt.
So.
I love a whole lotta folk, in a whole lotta ways. Love my daughter. Love her dad too, not in a "in love and starry-eyed" kinda way. Naw. More a "Oh hell somebodies gotta!" kinda way. Because beneath all the bullshit he routinely throws between himself and the world is something of worth. Just glad I don't ride the train to crazy town with him. Love my sister, even though she pisses me off on the regular. Love my Army-brother and his wife, and all three of their girls. Love my Balthazar. Shit, even love my daughter's stinky little dwarf hamster, Rhino. Damn smelly little fucker.
Not in love with anyone at the moment.
But me?
Takes about a second to fall.
And the next time I do?
Gonna say so.
Cause there just aren't any guarantees, are there?
August 10, 2011
Wednesday Work in Progress
The latest and greatest?
Riptide Publishing asked me to submit...based on this:
Impossible You Thomas Dempster, shy and short and—well, a little bit pudgy—spends his days facilitating hundreds of potential romances as an IT specialist for MatchMen.com. He spends his nights alone, dreaming of finding his own impossibly perfect match. Ryan Skeezix, furry and ever so slightly flea-ridden, spends his days in shifted into his alley cat form, hoping like hell he doesn't end up in the pound, and his all too human nights brawling for the right to a lousy back-alley housing one decent garbage can, and a whole lotta bricked up doors leading to nothing.
An ordinary Tuesday, a barely there seismic ripple and a snarky put down by a dreamy club-boy conspire to tangle the two in a scorching, slightly inebriated episode of lust run amok. But will Thom and Ryan manage to open their eyes enough on the dreaded morning after to see past their own iron-clad expectations to the perfectly imperfect way they fit together?
********************
And that? Is exactly what I am currently working on. Because Riptide? Is hot, hot, hot, and their ideas about what should be published are amazing. I definitely want to get this little story into their hands...asap!
Riptide Publishing asked me to submit...based on this:
Impossible You Thomas Dempster, shy and short and—well, a little bit pudgy—spends his days facilitating hundreds of potential romances as an IT specialist for MatchMen.com. He spends his nights alone, dreaming of finding his own impossibly perfect match. Ryan Skeezix, furry and ever so slightly flea-ridden, spends his days in shifted into his alley cat form, hoping like hell he doesn't end up in the pound, and his all too human nights brawling for the right to a lousy back-alley housing one decent garbage can, and a whole lotta bricked up doors leading to nothing.
An ordinary Tuesday, a barely there seismic ripple and a snarky put down by a dreamy club-boy conspire to tangle the two in a scorching, slightly inebriated episode of lust run amok. But will Thom and Ryan manage to open their eyes enough on the dreaded morning after to see past their own iron-clad expectations to the perfectly imperfect way they fit together?
********************
And that? Is exactly what I am currently working on. Because Riptide? Is hot, hot, hot, and their ideas about what should be published are amazing. I definitely want to get this little story into their hands...asap!
August 9, 2011
Tuesday Triumph
I've got a lot to shout about lately.
My first release The Soldier & the State Trooper is still hitting in the top 100 of 3 separate Amazon Bestseller lists.You can find it over there in Kindle format ...just remember to like me over there!!
I received a contract from Silver Publishing for the first novel of my sci-fi series, The Akanti, and am currently working on edits for that novel, Tian's Hero. I'll have a little excerpt for you tomorrow for WIP Wednesday.
My free read , Kiss & Tell, (on Goodreads in their M/M Romance group's Hot Summer Day's event) has had a lot of positive responses, and sparked the inspiration for a sequel...and I love my boys from this little story, and am thrilled to be spending more time with them.
So, a few things to shout about.
What's your triumph today? Big or small, let me know so we can celebrate it together!
My first release The Soldier & the State Trooper is still hitting in the top 100 of 3 separate Amazon Bestseller lists.You can find it over there in Kindle format ...just remember to like me over there!!
I received a contract from Silver Publishing for the first novel of my sci-fi series, The Akanti, and am currently working on edits for that novel, Tian's Hero. I'll have a little excerpt for you tomorrow for WIP Wednesday.
My free read , Kiss & Tell, (on Goodreads in their M/M Romance group's Hot Summer Day's event) has had a lot of positive responses, and sparked the inspiration for a sequel...and I love my boys from this little story, and am thrilled to be spending more time with them.
So, a few things to shout about.
What's your triumph today? Big or small, let me know so we can celebrate it together!
