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Hate is the Only Drug You Need

Another great opening monologue on Sons of Anarchy, this week. Hate is an emotion I struggle with not only in my writing, but in my life. This puts a nice little bow on that fight. (Transcribed by yours truly, so there may be a couple mistakes.)

“It’s hard not to hate. People, things, institutions–when they break your spirit and take pleasure in watching you bleed, hate is the only feeling that makes sense. But I know what hate does to a man. It tears him apart, turns him into something he’s n...

Tales From The Haunt

The proper title for this blog should be, Tales From the Haunt: The Ongoing Adventures of Frank the Tribble.

For long-time readers, you guys know when I start talking about scares and haunts, it must be October and time for The Grove Haunt to open. Last year, my character, Sera, came out of her daytime rest to give you all a glimpse into her journal.

This year’s character is a tad shy outside of her home. But what she lacks in being talkative, she makes up for in hair volume. To make a Victoria...

Saying Goodbye

This season of Sons of Anarchy has done serious damage to my calm. I’ve gone from yelling at the screen to weeping silently into the fluff of one of my favorite stuffed cows (Sigmund). I went into the show thinking, “I’m sure it’ll just be a bunch of scraggly guys on motorcycles trying to look cool and banging hot chicks.” Yes, you’d be correct in assuming that I hadn’t been reading anything about SoA before I had a marathon of the last four seasons in July/August.

On to this week’s episode.

Ge...

Cruelty At Its Best

Normally, I really try to avoid posting spoilers during my show reviews. However, this week the producers of Sons of Anarchy have forced my hand. Too much heavy shit happened for me to dance and joke my way around what happened.

You’ve been warned. There’s spoilers past this sentence. If you yell, I will track you down and pour bleach in your gas tank.

I hate Pope. Hate him with the fires of a thousand cases of gonorrhea. His time is nearing to get what is coming to him. If it doesn’t, I will h...

By the Authority Vested in Me…

I declare that Kurt Sutter MUST have my babies. No, I don’t want to have sex with him. But I seriously want my wonderfully creative DNA to combine with his. Oh and he gets to go through the labor process. I ain’t doing that shit.

It is amazing how much happens before the theme song rolls in each episode of Sons of Anarchy. Just about half of the fun and games gets a foot in during those first minutes. Sometimes, it leaves you a tad dizzy, but it’s fucking genius. Most folks turn on a show and...

A Food Post/Contest

Why? Because I can. And because I love cooking for people. However, my readers are far too spread out to cook for personally, so I’m sharing one of my absolute favorite Autumn-time breakfast recipes.

Preternaturally Delicious Pumpkin Pancakes

What you need:

Hardware-

1 small mixing bowl

1 large mixing bowl

SPOON! (Gods, I loved The Tick)

Griddle pan

Large tray (to stow cooked pancakes on. This recipe yields about 2 dozen palm-sized pancakes.)

Software-

2 cups of all-purpose flour

2 teaspoons baking powd...

Samcro is Screwed. Again.

A new season of television shows are beginning this month. I had the difficult choice of picking a show that’d replace my True Blood reviews. Being that I hooked myself on Sons Of Anarchy over the summer, I decided I’d review the new season, which kicked off with a nuclear explosion last night on FX.

Typically I loathe shows and movies that start off with a guy writing a letter or reading a letter. It’s played out, boring. I’ve seen it done so many friggen times that I actually cringed when I...

One Last Chance – Virtual Signing Event

In July, I announced a limited time offer to pre-purchase a signed copy of my first book, Be Ours Forever. A few people took advantage of the pre-sale. However, since then I’ve had quite a few more folks ask about signed copies.

From today, August 31st, through September 10th, I am giving y’all one last chance to purchase a personalized, signed paperback copy ofBe Ours Forever via the internet. Don’t forget, there is an exclusive preview for my next novel, Enslaved, in the back of the book.

Thi...

Life Imitating Art

There are times when I sit back, consider my life, and wonder if I’ve completely snapped a cog and replaced portions of my reality with clips from TV dramas.

You tell me which scenario is reality and which is fiction:

Story one

A young woman flunks out of high school. In her desperation to make something of herself, to prove to her parents she isn’t worthless, she steals electronics from several stores in town and pawns them. Her family discovers her stash of stolen items. They disown the girl,...

Clown Car Vaginas And True Blood

I hate being right. No, really. It pains me to know I called certain aspects of the True Blood finale.

What did I correctly guess would happen in the finale?

No Warlow. I know a lot of people were looking for something, anything to push that story line forward. It wasn’t even really mentioned, let alone brought closer to resolution. We don’t know who Warlow is, where he is, or what he plans to do next. All we got out of the Sookie-fairy story line was Jason’s fairy-induced hallucinations…which...