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September 5, 2016
Domestic Discipline
Hello folks! Today, we have author Cara Bristol with her erotic romance novel, Domestic Discipline, joining us. Please, help me to give her a huge, warm welcome. Cara will be awarding a $10 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. For her other tour stops and more chances to win, please click on the banner above 
Love, desire, domination, and submission. Two domestic discipline romances by USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol in one volume.
Wife on the Lam
Janelle wants to take a luxury vacation for her wedding anniversary. Despite numerous hints, husband Brent misses all the clues and plans a business trip! Miffed, she flies off alone to a luxury resort. She’s going to celebrate—with or without him.
Brent didn’t have to work. He’d planned a second honeymoon to the luxury Cabana Resort. Janelle might have ruined his surprise, but he’s not going to let her ruin their anniversary, too. He has a little trick up his sleeve to take his errant wife in hand and get their marriage back on track.
Rahm’s Way
Before her military husband left for his tour of duty, Cadence Simmons relied on Rahm’s love, direction, and protection. His absence forced her to become more independent and make decisions for herself. After serving his country, he’s home for good and eager to resume their marriage as it was before. Only Cadence isn’t quite sure she wants things exactly as they were. Can domestic discipline guide this couple through some major changes?
Young beautiful loving couple is embracing on a black background
Excerpt:
“I want to work in the field. Simmons isn’t the only private detective agency. Maybe I’ll go work for somebody else.”
The air sizzled. “Is that so?” he asked quietly.
She didn’t mean it. She would never defy him that way, but he had to learn she wasn’t a pushover. Cadence wet her lips as courage and its foolish cousin, bravado, deserted her. Poke the sleeping tiger with a stick, why don’t you?
He unfolded his crossed arms. “Instead of sharing your feelings, you sneaked behind my back and presented me with a fait accompli.”
“What good would sharing my feelings have done? You still would have said no.”
“Yes, but we would have talked this out. You agreed that when you and I differed, I would have the final say. Do you think you should be able to pick and choose which rules you should follow?”
Sometimes, yeah, she did. “No,” she replied.
“Don’t you think there should be consequences for disobedience?”
In general, yes. Did she wish she could avoid those consequences, hell, yes! “I guess,” she muttered mutinously. She glanced at his face. He arched his eyebrows. Don’t make it worse for yourself. “I mean, yes, Rahm,” she amended in a more respectful tone.
He unlocked a drawer in his desk and extracted a paddle. “Here?” Cadence squeaked.
He pulled an armless wooden chair away from the small round meeting table adjacent to his desk and sat. “Lower your pants.”
“Rahm, please. Couldn’t we at least wait until tonight? At home?”
“I didn’t choose the time or venue, Cadence, you did.”
About the author:
USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol writes “nice and naughty” stories of love, romance, and humor featuring strong alpha heroes. She is a no. 1 bestseller in BDSM erotica, science fiction romance, and holiday fiction on Amazon. She is best known for her Rod and Cane Society domestic discipline series and her Breeder D/s sci-fi romance series. She lives in Missouri with her own alpha hero, her husband.
Cara Bristol web site/blog : http://carabristol.com/
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September 4, 2016
Monday Musings Part Fifteen: I think, therefore I am
I think, therefore I am.
The mind is everything. What you think, you become. We make our own world, and then we live in it. As with the Monday Musings on Gratitude and Patience, perception is key.
Train your mind to see something good in everything.
If I believe that I don’t have enough, I will never have enough.
If I believe that I am inadequate, I will never feel adequate.
If I believe that I live in a cruel world, I will never find love in that world.
When the world caves in, you have to get busy digging. Go deep enough, and you’ll come up with pure gold.
We’ve all heard the clichéd cup-half-full or cup-half-empty options. Today, I have a different choice for you. Cup overfull or cup completely empty? And, in true Zen paradox, the two can be one and the same thing and not the opposites that they first appear.
Take a moment to think about that.
When our cup is overfull, we cannot get any more in. However, when our cup is empty, we have room for everything. Without all those views and opinions filling our receptacle, we have room for love and laughter and life. So, with an empty cup, we are completely filled. Complete and fulfilled, and yet empty.
As you will know if you’ve read the preceding fourteen musings, my life has not been filled with love and light and ease. Quite the contrary. So, how come I didn’t drown? How come I’m not some bitter and twisted old crone?
It’s all in the mind.
To use another cliché: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Good advice. Sometimes, things become clichés for good reason.
Take care with the stories that you tell yourself. When you get out of bed in the morning, pay attention to which colour-tinted glasses you’re putting on. Rose coloured or black? And, when you go to bed each night, let it all go. Take some time in your day to reflect on events and your reactions and thoughts. What kind of vessel are you?
Your thoughts are the potter’s hands that mould the clay of your being.
In the wise words of Zen:
‘Happiness does not depend on what you have or who you are. It relies solely on what you think.’
If you’ve missed my previous Monday Musings, you can find the links here: http://www.harmonykent.co.uk/category/monday-musings/
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August 31, 2016
Chrysalis
Hello everyone. It gives me pleasure to host a book with a difference today. I would like to introduce author Ann Vanino and her non-fiction book on Personal Growth, Chrysalis. Now, I have a bit of a thing for butterflies and the process of transformation, and so this couldn’t be a more perfect book or author to host! Ann also gives us a lovely post on Embracing Change!
Ann Vanino will be awarding a $25 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. For more chances to win and to find her other tour stops, please click on the banner above
From the Author:
EMBRACING CHANGE
“Who are you said the Caterpillar. “I hardly know, Sir, just at present-at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.” – Alice in Alice In Wonderland by Lewis Carroll
Is change a part of your life? Do you embrace change or hide from it?
If you can count on one thing in life, it is change. Changes can be small, medium, or large. They can bring wonderful things or difficult challenges. Change is a constant force in Nature. You see change in the four seasons, life and death, day and night and the weather. Nature accepts change with grace. Humans are not always as graceful!
Change can unsettle you. It can bring negativity and pain into your life and it can break apart your happiness. However, resisting change is ultimately a futile effort. Change happens and your life is affected.
There are many ways you can resist change:
pretend it isn’t there
try to control it
avoid it
deny it
fight it
ignore it
If change is going to happen, isn’t it better to embrace it, rather than resist it? When you embrace change in your life you begin to understand it, you flow with it, you see its benefits, you reduce your stress and life becomes an adventure.
How can you begin to embrace change in your life?
Strengthen your faith. With a foundation of faith you can face anything. Your foundation can be a faith in yourself, a belief in a higher power, a religious community, or your own spiritual practice.
Prepare for change. Create a financial reserve. Talk with your children about change. Think of how you will respond to change when it comes.
Accept uncertainty. Allow the unknown to be a part of your life. Expect the unexpected. Don’t count on being able to control all aspects of your life.
Face change when it occurs. Don’t avoid it. Look at what has happened and decide how you will deal with it.
Shift your perspective. See life as a journey. Accept change as a force that shapes your life.
By embracing change, you see life as it really is. You shatter illusions. You align yourself with the flow of life. Life gets better.
So, are you ready to take some action? Here are two things you can do to begin embracing change in your life.
Name three big changes that have occurred in your lifetime. Write down how you felt when each change first occurred, how you dealt with it, and how the change affected you in the long run. Then, for each change, write a scenario that presents the change as a positive force in your life. See what you learn from doing this.
Observe a change in nature, for example, the change from winter to spring or the change from day to night. Identify the positive and negative aspects of the change. Think about what would happen if something in nature tried to obstruct that change.
Good luck!
Book Blurb:
We are living in a time of transformation. Old ways are fading. New ways are emerging. There is an increasing focus within. Many of us are feeling a desire to create a new direction for our lives.
Chrysalis: Personal Transformation From The Inside Out uses nature’s process of Chrysalis- a caterpillar transforming to a butterfly – as a guide for our own personal transformation. Each stage of Chrysalis provides a jumping-off point, upon which to reflect about our own experiences as we each transform.
Excerpt:
Chapter Five 
Our Collective Chrysalis
Becoming Imaginal Cells
In our Collective Chrysalis, imaginal cells are the people, organizations and societal forces that promote and create positive change and transformation in the world. Imaginal cells are our innovators, providing the fuel for our Collective Chrysalis. We can nurture imaginal cells by promoting open space for all to create, overcoming our fear of change, creating an environment of increasing interconnectedness and transparency and giving imaginal cells both a context and a role in our world.
Can we all be imaginal cells? Yes. It is a journey available to every one of us—a journey of freedom, creativity, trust, and courage. We do not look to leaders for our answers; we look within. We source our own creativity and highly value freedom. We look to the new and see possibilities, not barriers. We champion human rights and the empowerment of the individual. We feel the winds of change and use their energy for our creations. We have the courage to venture into the unknown and the discipline to follow through.
Imaginal cells have already given us global communication, faster means of travel, space exploration, scientific breakthroughs, profound spiritual insights and pathways, new organizing structures, and greater understanding of the human psyche. These creations can be built on as we begin our work. We accept that imaginal cells are of many varieties, and we move organically to create our Collective Chrysalis. We are tolerant and value diversity, knowing it is necessary to our evolution. Amidst diversity, we work in harmony and, sometimes, in chaos. We know that chaos fuels creativity, and it is not feared.
About the Author:
Ann is an author and coach dedicated to collaborating with her
clients and readers as they create fulfilling lives and bring their
unique gifts to the world.
Connect With Ann Vanino:
Website: http://www.annvanino.com
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The book will be free during the dates of the tour.
Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/Chrysalis-Personal-Transformation-Inside-Out-ebook/dp/B0145JM00Y
Other Books By Ann Vanino:
Power Stories: Mythical Tales Of Personal Power At Work
Coaching Corner Volume 1
Leadership On Trial: Lessons from The Apprentice
Kaleidoscope
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August 30, 2016
Prodigal Son
Hello everyone! Please, help me give a big warm welcome to author Lisa Beth Darling and her Contemporary Fiction novel, Prodigal Son. Lisa will be awarding a digital copy of Prodigal Son to 3 randomly drawn winners via Rafflecopter during the tour. For her other tour stops and more chances to win, please click on the banner above, which will take you to Lisa’s tour page over at Goddess Fish
In the final installment of the Sister Christian Series, the Court has demanded a hearing regarding Hannah’s capacity. Hannah and Nick are falling deeper and deeper in love. Looking forward to a bright future together they begin planning their life together. A shadowy stranger from the past has set his sights on Hannah and her 3.5 million dollar trust fund. Is he really Rick MacNeill, the son Hannah thought died in the terrible fire at Saint Anne’s? Is he someone sinister? The last of the family secrets come to light in this
roller coaster ride of suspense, love, betrayal, and faith.
Excerpt:
Grabbing a second piece of pizza and again settling into the comfortable chair Mason answered, “I’m not bi-polar I’m just a temperamental geni—” the pizza fell from Mason’s hand to the paper plate.
Nick felt movement and thought Aphrodite was going after the food again but when he moved his hand to shoo her away Mason grabbed his wrist to stop him. His eyes shifted upward to meet Mason’s gaze and saw him raise a finger to his lips before he pointed to the bed. Nick looked down to see it wasn’t Aphrodite moving on the bed it was Hannah’s fingers and they were going for the pizza sitting on the flat of his stomach. Nick’s mouth opened and Mason’s grip tightened to silence him. Both of them sat frozen watching Hannah’s slow hand make its way toward the cooling slice of cheese and pepperoni. In their current positions only Mason could see Hannah’s face, her eyes looked a little clearer but her expression was still blank until her fingertips touched upon a slightly burnt slice of pepperoni.
Hannah snatched the pepperoni from the top of the pizza along with a gooey strand of melted mozzarella and popped it into her mouth like a thief in the night making off with someone’s family jewels. A splash of tomato sauce burst off it as she chomped down nearly biting her fingertip. It stuck on the corner of her mouth with a strand of cheese clinging to it.
Even though he was slightly awestruck, Mason had enough experience with family members to anticipate Jackson’s next move even before he thought of making it. He wrestled the man’s arm to the mattress to keep him from jumping up and shouting out something that would startle her. “Not a sound,” Mason whispered. “Don’t move.”
About the author:
Lisa Beth Darling is 49 years-old, lives in her hometown of New London, CT with her husband of 30 years, Roy and is mother to their two daughters. She is the author of more than fifteen novels along with several short stories and non-fiction books. When she’s not writing she likes to garden and is an avid movie buff.
Author web links:
Website: http://www.lisabethdarling.com
Blog: http://lbdarling.wordpress.com
Twitter: @lb_darling
Facebook: http://facebook.com/lbdarling
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1577311.Lisa_Beth_Darling
Purchase Links:
Kindle/Amazon (paperbacks available on Amazon)
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iBooks
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August 28, 2016
Book Review: Mabel and the Queen of Dreams
Fairy Tales and Fairies and Fae (Oh, My)
Guest Post by Henry Herz
Fairy tales are commonly defined as children’s short stories featuring fantasy creatures and magical enchantments. Wikipedia artfully states, “The characters and motifs of fairy tales are simple and archetypal: princesses and goose-girls; youngest sons and gallant princes; ogres, giants, dragons, and trolls; wicked stepmothers and false heroes; fairy godmothers and other magical helpers, often talking horses, or foxes, or birds; glass mountains; and prohibitions and breaking of prohibitions.” The fairy tale is such a ubiquitous literary form, that it even has more than one classification system*.
Thomas Keightley indicated that the word ‘fairy’ derived from the Old French faerie, denoting enchantment. Fae is not related to the Germanic fey, or fated to die. Some authors don’t distinguish between Fae and fairies. Other authors define Fae as any inhabitants of Faërie, be they large or small, good or evil. For them, Fae is the broader term encompassing not only fairies, but elves, dwarves, ogres, imps, and all other fantasy creatures. They consider fairies to be Fae who are diminutive and often ethereal, magic-wielding, and/or winged.
Fairy Islands from Elves and Fairies by Ida Rentoul Outhwaite, 1916
Fairies of either flavor have been flitting about literature for centuries. Consider Morgan le Fay in Le Morte d’Arthur, Edmund Spenser’s The Faerie Queene, Oberon and Titania in Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Tinker Bell in J.M. Barrie’s Peter Pan, Holly Short in Eoin Colfer’s Artemis Fowl, all the way up to Bloom in Doreen Cronin’s eponymously titled picture book and Mabel and the Queen of Dreams (inspired by Queen Mab in Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet).
C.S. Lewis, J.R.R. Tolkien, and others established fantasy as the subgenre of speculative fiction that employs magical elements set in an alternative world. Tolkien wrote in his essay “On Fairy-Stories” that fairy tales are distinct from traveller’s tales (e.g., Gulliver’s Travels), science fiction, beast tales (e.g., Aesop’s Fables), and dream stories (e.g., Alice in Wonderland). He felt that fairies themselves were not an integral part of the definition of fairy tales. Rather, fairy tales were stories about the adventures of men and fantastic creatures in Faërie, a marvel-filled magical otherworld. By that definition, The Lord of the Rings is a fairy tale.
By John Bauer from The Boy and the Trolls, 1915
Urban fantasy** is a subgenre of fantasy set in an urban setting, typically in contemporary times. This setting violates Tolkien’s definition of a fairy tale, since the story takes place in the “real” world, rather than in Faërie. Thus, Mabel and the Queen of Dreams, though featuring a fairy, is an urban fantasy rather than a fairy tale, or as Tolkien preferred, Märchen (wonder tale).
Regardless of subgenre, I hope readers will find in my story what Tolkien posited for Märchen generally. “Far more powerful and poignant is the effect [of joy] in a serious tale of Faërie. In such stories, when the sudden turn comes, we get a piercing glimpse of joy, and heart’s desire, that for a moment passes outside the frame, rends indeed the very web of story, and lets a gleam come through.”
*Two major fairy tale classification systems are Aarne-Thompson and Vladimir Propp’s Morphology of the Folk Tale.
**Some notable urban fantasy includes the Kate Daniels series by Ilona Andrews, Modern Faerie Tales series by Holly Black, Dresden Files series by Jim Butcher, Weather Warden series by Rachel Caine, Mortal Instruments series by Cassandra Clare, Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman, The Southern Vampire Mysteries series by Charlaine Harris, The Hollows series by Kim Harrison, The Iron Druid Chronicles by Kevin Hearne, Feral series by Cynthia Leitich Smith, The Wicked Lovely series by Melissa Marr, October Daye series by Seanan McGuire, Marla Mason series by Tim Pratt, Simon Canderous series by Anton Stout, and Borderlands series by Terri Windling.
My review:
♥♥♥♥
I read a free PDF copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
This is a childrens’ book that is as much for the parents as it is for the kids. It is the story of little Mabel, who comes up with all the classic excuses to avoid having to go to bed and to sleep. Her mum tells her a tale about the Fae Queen, who can only visit when your eyes are closed and who paints childrens’ dreams.
The book is aimed at young children, with plenty of adorable illustrations by Lisa Woods for them to look at while their caregiver reads to them.
I found the decorative font used a little hard to read, which may be easier on a large printed book than on a computer screen. This is a slow-paced, sweet little tale designed to encourage the young ones to sleep.
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Monday Musings Part Fourteen: Patient Perseverance
Patient Perseverance
Whenever things go wrong, we respond. Often, in our annoyance or hurt, none too skilfully. Sometimes, it’s not actually any of our business, and still, we meddle.
Do we have to try and solve everything, though?
When we hit a bump in the road, we either ride the rocky bit or steer around it. What we don’t do is to get out and berate the bump, or try and stomp it down. Unless our car is damaged, we continue our journey. Sure, we may cuss and curse a bit under our breath, but we don’t detour or allow it to run us off the road.
When change happens that we don’t like or want, we resist. We attempt to alter the present and future, and rail against the intractability of the past. In short, we try and wriggle out of our situation as soon as we can.
This isn’t always the most helpful or comfortable approach, however. Sometimes, the very thing we need to do is just sit with it. Some things have a way of working themselves out. The best response might be no response. Both outwardly and inwardly. Patient perseverance is much easier on us than ranting and raving and upsetting ourselves and those around us.
The same applies to any inner change that we are attempting to make. Time and again, we will trip up. We need to offer ourselves a gentle hand and suffer in patient perseverance. This is the only way we will make any progress.
To realise that we are not in the driver’s seat can feel scary, but it’s so incredibly liberating. Such knowledge makes it easier to deal when things happen that we cannot control. As with last week’s Monday Musing on gratitude, the more we let go and appreciate what we have, the clearer our vision, and the more readily we’ll see solutions and ways forward.
In my house, I have a rule: if someone breaks something, I don’t get upset. Instead, I say, ‘As long as no-one gets hurt.’ Things, I can replace; people, not so much.
Good things come to those who wait. Much of life is like juggling balls in the air. If we get impatient and try and snatch one down out of turn, we’ll drop the ball. We have to remain patient until the right time comes for a ball or two to drop. Patience is the calm acceptance that life happens in a different order than the way you had in mind.
As the Dali Lama reminds us: Tolerance and patience should not be read as signs of weakness. They are signs of strength.
Patience is the companion of wisdom.
And wisdom is the companion of peace.
And peace is the companion of patience.
The eternal circle.
In the wise words of Zen:
‘A moment of patience in a moment of anger saves a thousand moments of regret.’
If you’ve missed my previous Monday Musings, you can find the links here: http://www.harmonykent.co.uk/category/monday-musings/
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August 26, 2016
Taken
Hello everyone. It gives me great pleasure to host author Amy McKinley and her Paranormal Romance novel, Taken. Amy will be awarding a $20 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. For her other stops and more chances to win, please click on the banner above Amy also has a guest post for us on Character Creation. Take it away, Amy!
Character Creation
There are many ways to create characters and it’s about finding the method, or combination, that works best for you. A well-developed character has all the facets of a real person, complete with fears, flaws, desires, and goals.
How do you get a character that lives and breathes? Flesh them out and give them a personality, emotions, and motivation. Learn how they make decisions and what the world they would live in looks like so when they surprise you, and they probably will, the world you’ve created remains mostly intact.
Use all the tools at your disposal. Dream your characters at night, or during the day, profile them in a character sketch, or any other method that results in a memorable character.
A character sketch is a great tool to list facts and details to get to know their likes, dislikes, secrets, skills, and physical traits. It’s there to keep track of specific dialog, things they do throughout the book, or anything needed to go back and reference.
Sometimes I use the profiles to write a scene if I’m not connecting with a character. I’ll lose myself in a scene where they take the lead, revealing their innermost secrets. Those scenes are ones my readers may or may not see.
In Taken, Layla was first created through a spark of an idea, daydreaming, and a character sketch. I thought I knew everything I needed to about her, until she surprised me around more than one corner.
Book Blurb:
Forged through a childhood trauma and cursed by the Fates, Layla vows never to be at another’s mercy. With determination and training she evolves into a deadly weapon and quiets her inner demons—until the prophecy activates, shattering her peace. The gods who want her dead converge and the hunt to end her life truly begins. The skills that Layla honed for protection become an unconscious tool for death and destruction, threatening not only the gods but her family.
Entrenched in clan turmoil, Thaull’s life hangs at a precipice. He’s faced with a condition known only to his kind, the soul-divide. If not dealt with, his soul will rip in half and he will turn into an unstoppable, ice-cold killing machine. As he hunts the traitor within his Phantom Warrior clan he worsens. A fragile thread of hope remains. The love of a female, freely given, can save him. Through a premonition of an alluring demigoddess, he gambles his very existence in the chance she will be his salvation.
She will go dark from her curse. He will go numb from his. To survive, Layla must risk trusting another or become another.
Excerpt:Sunlight sliced into Layla’s eyes the moment she cracked them open. An impending threat itched along her skin. Outside, mostly naked and vulnerable, she jackknifed to a sitting position. Darkness roared to life. No! She’d dropped her guard. Out of the corner of her eye, she just managed to register Thaull lunge for her before her vision faded.
It was different this time…the reemerging. She took stock of her shaking limbs, the hand clamped onto her wrist, and the deep rumble of displeasure rattling in a male’s chest as reality seeped into her consciousness.
Her free hand grasped for her knife, her senses expanding, filling. Thaull. She knew his smell, and from last night, his name. Oh gods… What had she done?
Terrified to see the condemnation in his eyes, or worse, the pall of death filling them by her hand, she slowly turned. Transfixed by the splattered blood covering his bare chest, she followed the trail up his neck until her gaze landed on his face. His raw carnality hit her like a blast of heat. Was he always this way? His calculating eyes narrowed, observing her every move.
Unsure what to say to him, she cleared her throat. “Get out” hardly seemed appropriate.
Before she could speak, he was on her. His mouth forced hers open, his tongue filling her, fighting for space. He kissed the breath from her, and she was glad for it.
With his hand fisted in her hair, he tugged her head back, staring with an unfathomable look that pierced the depths of her soul. She stood, plastered against him, because he willed it. What just happened?
About the Author:
Amy McKinley is a freelance writer and author of the Five Fates Series. She lives in Illinois with her husband, their four talented teenagers, and three mischievous cats. You can find her at www.amymckinley.com
Contact:
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Goodreads
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@AmyMcKinley7
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August 21, 2016
Monday Musings Part Thirteen: The Great and the Small
The Great and the Small
A close friend made a comment the other day, which set me to thinking. He noted that we stop noticing. We go through our daily lives oblivious to much that surrounds us that we couldn’t do without, or at least, would struggle in its absence.
So many things support us each second of every day, and we don’t register their existence, let alone feel grateful. In fact, too many folks spend their day in constant complaint, only seeing the lack and blind to the bounty.
When was the last time you stopped and noticed?
When you hung your coat on the hook so conveniently there for you? When you switched on a light in the dark? When you turned the key that locks the door that keeps you safe? When you took a deep breath of fresh, life-giving air?
Our human condition seems to dictate that we see the bad far more readily than the good. We remember the negative for longer too.
How many of us complain about the potholes in the road and miss the fact that the road is there in the first place? Yes, an ill-repaired road is an inconvenience and can damage our cars, but at least we have a road to use. The next time you drive anywhere, take a moment to reflect on what that same journey would be like without the modern convenience of a motorised vehicle and a road.
How long would it take you? Would it be a dangerous journey? Could you drive to work/run your errand without it? Or would it just be too ridiculous a prospect for you to consider?
Usually, we do notice the big things. However, it’s the small things that make the most difference to our existence and experience. If we go through life feeling that we don’t have enough, or that we want more of this, that, or the other, we will never feel truly satisfied. Something will always feel as though it is missing.
To find contentment, I had to face that within that believed that I (and my life) were, in some way, inadequate. In paradox, I had to give up everything to find the greatest riches. In having nothing, and wanting nothing, my cup overflowed. What an awesome way to live!
These days, gratitude and joy offer me constant companionship. That’s not to say I don’t wobble from time to time. I do. I’m only human. The difference is that the state of contentment and happiness make the baseline that I return to constantly. The point from which I depart and return and live my life.
When we look through the filter of gratitude, everything is enough. Whether great or small, we’re grateful for it all. Not only that, once we stop complaining, we see solutions.
Just yesterday, my neighbour came to call. In the house eaves, I have swallows nesting, and over the course of their summer occupancy, they’ve left a great mess with their poop. My visitor noticed this when she walked past and, knowing that I cannot climb ladders due to my disability, she went home and returned with a bucket of soapy water and other cleaning bits and bobs while her husband carried their long ladders. (Only after asking if she could clean it for me, I might add. Not at any point did she take anything for granted.)
Instead of moaning at me and telling me that I couldn’t leave the wall and sills in that state, especially expecting visitors as I was, she took care of it. I cannot express the depth of my gratitude for that simple act of kindness and generosity. And, I’m equally grateful that the swallows have found a home in my home. I could, of course, only see the mess they make (and the noise at five AM). However, I’d far rather enjoy their company and see the beauty of nature all around.
More important still, is that I can live with the actual instead of hankering after the ideal. Unable to physically do anything about the mess on high, I let it go. A far cry from the perfectionist I used to be. A world away from the gal who would have minded.
In the wise words of Zen:
‘Gratitude turns what we have into enough.’
If you’ve missed my previous Monday Musings, you can find the links here: http://www.harmonykent.co.uk/category/monday-musings/
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August 17, 2016
The Scorpion’s Empress
Hello everyone and welcome to my blog today. Please, help me give a huge, warm welcome to author Yoshiyuki Ly and her Erotic Romance Fiction, the Scorpion’s Empress. Yoshiyuki will be offering one randomly chosen winner via rafflecopter a $50 Amazon/BN.com gift card. For her other tour stops and more chances to win, please click on the banner above, which will take you to her tour page over at Goddess Fish
After years of serving a corrupt government, Ser Videl, an idealistic paladin, learns that her younger sister is tangled in a dark scheme against Raj Mangala, the compassionate yet troubled Empress of the city’s oppressed lowtown; the two women meet and are deeply drawn to one another, finding a shared sanctuary in their violently-divided city. The Scorpion’s Empress is intimately written through the eyes of both twenty-seven year old women.
Videl’s loving devotion is just what Raj craves, but Raj is wary of letting her guard down while protecting her throne. Determined to prove her worth, Videl chases after Raj and works to unravel the mystery of the plots against the Empress. Raj wants Videl to serve her emotional and sexual needs, and the two explore a meaningful relationship of dominance and submission that delves fully into their deepest wants. When the conspiracy against Raj comes to a head, Videl’s loyalties are tested when she is forced to choose between her past and her Empress.
Excerpt:
This promise of adventure—I hadn’t felt it properly in years. Women for me have come and gone, literally. The beginnings were never like this. They hadn’t looked at me with such controlled, respectful want. Like a gentleman. Like a knight—a true paladin. They hadn’t held their hand out to me, not giving a damn about everyone staring at us. They hadn’t asked me to dance as Satya sang such a haunting, romantic song about uncertain longing.
And then she spoke again: “I’m assuming another rule is that I don’t get to learn your real name.”
That was way more than anyone else had managed to do.
I leaned in to whisper in her ear, “The name’s Raj. You’re not allowed to tell no one. Promise me.”
“I won’t betray your trust. I swear that on my honor. I really like your name. It suits you, all the power you have. Tell me whenever I have permission to call you that. I’d like to earn it.”
She guided me over to the dance floor. The crowd parted to make room for us. They whispered to each other as we passed by; they saw how entranced I was, no matter how hard I fought to hide it. I watched the seriousness turn over as shadows across Videl’s beautiful face. Serious, but soft, somehow—she had a perfect balance of the two almost all the time.
About the Author:
Yoshiyuki Ly was born in San Diego, CA. She lived there until moving away to college. In high school, she began writing fanfiction as a serious hobby. Her pen name is representative of her multiracial heritage and a unique, diverse outlook that is reflective in her work. While pursuing an undergraduate degree in philosophy, she spent her free time reading the works of Virginia Woolf, Soren Kierkegaard and Simone de Beauvoir. She then spent the next years honing her craft to become a published author.
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City of Hope and Ruin
Hi everyone! Today, I have not one guest but two: please, give a warm welcome to authors Kit Campbell and Siri Paulson with their Fantasy Fiction book, City of Hope and Ruin, which also offers some LGBTQ Romance. The authors will be awarding a $50 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. For more tour stops and more chances to win, please click on the banner above
City of Hope and Ruin:
Every night the monsters hunt.
A city that is the whole world: Theosophy and her companions in the City militia do their best to protect the civilians from the monsters, but they keep crawling from the Rift and there’s nowhere to run. Theosophy knows she’ll die fighting. It’s the best kind of death she’s seen, and at least she can save lives in the meantime.
They say the Scarred carve you up while you’re still alive.
A village in the shadow of a forest: Refugees from the border whisper about the oncoming Scarred, but Briony can’t convince her brother to relocate his children to safety. Briony will do anything to protect them. She owes them that much, even if it means turning to forbidden magic.
When Theosophy and Briony accidentally make contact across the boundaries of their worlds, they realize that solutions might finally be within reach. A world beyond the City would give Theosophy’s people an escape, and the City’s warriors could help Briony protect her family from the Scarred. Each woman sees in the other a strength she lacks—and maybe something more.
All they need to do is find a way across the dimensions to each other before their enemies close in.
Excerpt:
The spirit was beautiful, a tall, statuesque woman who had a hard glint in her eyes. Her hair was short, indigo blue through the glow and tightly curled, her skin a lighter shade over wiry muscles. One hand clenched a smallish item made of metal, the other a long tube with some kind of blade on the end. Briony had never seen anyone like her. Though she glanced around and held her body like someone expecting danger, her bearing was proud and strong, and every inch of her spoke of power and competency. A warrior. Briony had heard stories of them, left over from the Great War, but had never seen one herself.
Was that when this woman was from? The War?
“The trio—the monsters—where am I?”
Briony realized she hadn’t responded, and that perhaps this spirit had been looking for someone to talk to for a very long time, and maybe she would assume Briony couldn’t see or hear her either. “Don’t be afraid,” she said.
The spirit’s eyebrows rose. “That’s a…never mind. What is this place?”
“Well,” Briony started, taking a step forward. But her ankle buckled and she stumbled, managing to catch herself before she fell.
“You’re injured,” said the spirit. “Were you attacked?”
“Yes—you see, there was a Fracture back there, and—” Confusion crossed the spirit’s face. Maybe she was even older; maybe she didn’t know about the War.
From the authors: How to Deal With Writer’s Block
First of all, I’d like to thank Harmony for hosting our tour stop today! Siri and I are very pleased to be here! I’ve been asked to talk about dealing with writer’s block, oh, the dreaded writer’s block.
Picture this: it’s writing time. You sit down at your computer, go about getting everything ready to go, open your story (or a new document), and…nothing. Nothing feels right. Or worse—nothing comes at all.
What’s a writer to do?
Well, first let’s look at writer’s block as a whole. The thing is, there’s not a single cause of writer’s block. Oh, sure, you’ll find people that say there is. Some people claim that writer’s block stems from fear. Fear of success, fear of failure, fear of disappearing into the void without making a ripple. And sure, there probably is some writer’s block that comes from that. Personally, I feel that most writer’s block comes from a lack of planning, from not knowing how to get your characters from where they are to where you want them to be, or from not being able to figure out how to do something in a way that makes sense and/or is interesting. But I brought up that theory with my local writing group, and we ended up coming up with a whole list of potential writer’s block reasons.
So, unfortunately, writer’s block is a personal sort of thing. People get it for different reasons, and the same person may have it for different reasons at different points in time.
Therefore, I postulate that the first step of dealing with writer’s block is: figure out what the source is.
Do you need to write a story to match a theme (say, for an anthology) and can’t figure out anything that interests you?
Have you written yourself into a corner that you can’t see a way out of?
Does the character that was supposed to be the love interest hate your main character?
Have you spread yourself too thin and are too tired to make any progress?
Are you afraid that you’ll put a story out there and get crickets—or nothing but negativity?
Once you identify the problem, then you can work toward solutions. If you can’t get going, it won’t hurt to check your normal inspiration. If you’ve made lists of potential story ideas, maybe you can go through that and find something to mix in. You can brainstorm what you like in a story and figure out how to add those elements in. If you’ve written yourself into a plot hole, stepping back and looking at your overall plot and story might reveal a way out—or a way to do it better. If your characters aren’t working, throw them out and try other ones, or introduce someone else.
The nice thing about writer’s block is that it’s not some huge, unmovable thing that you can’t get past. It shows up for a reason, and normally that reason can be worked through. And the good news is that, generally, once you’ve worked through it, you come out the other side with something better than you had before.
About the Authors:
It is a little known fact that Kit was raised in the wild by a marauding gang of octopuses. It wasn’t until she was 25 that she was discovered by a traveling National Geographic scientist and brought back to civilization. This is sometimes apparent in the way that she attempts to escape through tubes when startled.
Her transition to normalcy has been slow, but scientists predict that she will have mastered basics such as fork use sometime in the next year. More complex skills, such as proper grocery store etiquette, may be forever outside her reach.
Kit can be found cavorting about the web at her blog (http://landsquidattack.wordpress.com) or website (http://kitcampbellbooks.com), on Pinterest (https://www.pinterest.com/campbell1091/), and even occasionally on Twitter (http://www.twitter.com/KitCampbell).
Siri Paulson writes all over the fantasy and science fiction spectrum, including (so far) secondary-world fantasy, urban fantasy, steampunk, Gothic, historical paranormal, and YA with spaceships. She is also the chief editor at Turtleduck Press (http://turtleduckpress.com/). Siri grew up in Alberta, Canada, but now lives in an old house in Toronto. By day, she edits non-fiction for the government. Her other current passion is contra dance, a social/folk dance done to live Celtic and roots music. Her favourite places in the world are the Canadian Rocky Mountains and a little valley in Norway.
Siri’s short fiction and the anthologies she has edited can be found on Turtleduck Press, at http://turtleduckpress.com/wordpress/... . She blogs at https://siripaulson.wordpress.com/ and tweets at http://twitter.com/Siri_Paulson.
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