Starting Fresh…and coffee

coffee lifeThe weather is changing. Today is chilly with overcast, rainy skies. It’s the start of a new week.

I’m thinking chili for dinner, to go with the NLC playoff game. That’s National League Championship. St. Louis Cardinals vs. Los Angeles Dodgers. My dad was a HUGE Dodgers’ fan, back when they were the BROOKLYN Dodgers, and until they snuck away from Brooklyn in the middle of the night and moved across country. He never forgave them. Somehow, I managed to grow up to be a Cards fan. He forgave me for that. 😉

I’m working on the Moonstruck Christmas novella. I’m not thrilled with it, but I hope it’ll get better. The main thing is to get the rough draft down on paper. I have to remind myself this is just a little something extra–a side trip, like pulling off the highway onto a scenic overlook. I just haven’t found my “oh wow” view yet.

I still have a couple of things to finish up before the trip Friday. I have to drag down one of the suitcases and see if everything will fit. I’m really-REALLY hoping I don’t have to drag books home. If I do, that’ll be good for y’all. I do some giveaways. 🙂

Did you have a good weekend? And…it’s Monday. The start of brand new week. What opportunities are on your radar? What are you going to do with the gift of the new week? Me? I’m going to get as much done on the Christmas story as I can, in between errands and chores.

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Knock-Knock

universeIt’s Friday! A week from today, I’ll be doing final packing, gathering up The Only and then we’ll be jetting our way to Las Vegas for Hot Mojave Knights! We can’t wait!!!

In the meantime, this little gem from the Universe popped up in my inbox.

Nobody, Silver, is who they are based upon one decision, one day, one path, one chance, one relationship, or one anything else.

Every day is brand new and opportunity never stops knocking.

Who’s there?
~~The Universe

P.S. Silver, not even 10,000 lifetimes could contain who you are.

© http://www.tut.com ®

Even the morning after a night of insomnia is full of promise and opportunity. I can look at it as a way to get a jump on my day, or I can pout because I didn’t get my full complement of sleep. If I don’t get finished today, there’s tomorrow. If the path I’m on comes to a dead end, I can look for a fork in the road. I’ve received a lot of chances, and given a lot of them. That’s what makes life interesting. And heavens, who wants to limit the people who touch our lives? Each relationship brings something new and exciting.

You know what they say, right? About one being the loneliest number? It’s true. And the Universe is right. Each one of us needs to live like we have 10,000 lives waiting for us!

Today is my opportunity to start a new WIP. Who or what is knocking on your door today?

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Thursday with Romulus Jones

I’m behind on getting the secondary characters’ page set up with photos and bios so you’ll just have to meet them here until I get caught up. Today, I managed to snag Romulus Jones, the alpha of the Jones werewolf pack and he’s… *blinkblink* I’m not quite sure what your relationship with Caleb is, Mr. Jones.

SamElliot-Romulus Jones

Mister? Just call me Rom, darlin’. Everyone in the Jones pack is related by blood or marriage. I s’pose you could say the pup an’ me are cousins, of a sorts.

You decided to send him to live with Mathias and basically grow up as Sade’s pet, since she didn’t realize he was a werewolf. Can you tell us why?

Sure. Caleb was an orphan. Granny Bea had her hands full watchin’ all the young’uns even with their folks to ride herd on ’em. When Mathias asked fer a favor, who was I t’say no? Never hurts to have a master vampire who owes you a favor.

But why Caleb?

Cuz I figured Caleb would be a smart one. Most wolf packs are sorta…insular. We don’t cotton much to folks outside our society. That’s gonna cause us shit one o’these days so Caleb was sorta…what’d’ya call it?

A pilot program?

Yeah. Like that. He fits right in now. With humans. Other magicks. It’s a good thing.

You appeared early on in Sade’s life, Rom. Can you tell the readers what was going on?

*spit* Damn fae. They kept snatchin’ ‘er and takin’ ‘er to Vegas. Under the rules of the last treaty, Mathias couldn’t go chargin’ in t’get ‘er back. But I could. I could sniff ’em out. An’ then, if I couldn’t steal ‘er back, Mathias sent Roman. Ain’t nobody in their right mind argues with a gargoyle Sentinel.

Yeah, Roman can seem a bit…intimidating. I’ll throw the floor open to our readers now. Any of you have questions for Rom? You will answer them, right?

Well sure, li’l lady. I’ve got nothin’ else goin’ on t’day. Y’all ask away.

Anybody have questions?

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Chicken Soup Books

mobile phone and booksWhat’s a chicken soup book? That’s a book you reach for when you need a hug, or a laugh, or something to make you feel better. It’s the book you’ve read over and over and over and could read it again tomorrow and be happy for doing so. It’s a book that when you see it on the shelf or someone mentions it, your fingers itch to pick it up, open it, and start reading.

I have one of those books. JD Robb’s NAKED IN DEATH. I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve read this book. I have my original paperback in the shelf on the wall next to my desk (and just slightly behind my desk chair since I’m in a corner). It’s a 1995 version. I also have the book in hardback (it wasn’t originally published in HB but has been reprinted) and in digital. I read it in digital format now to preserve the books. But that paperback sits on the shelf, face up, where I glance it whenever I go for my phone, which lays next to the book.

The IN DEATH books aren’t for everyone. Those of us who love them do so with a rabidity that can be frightening. The discussions of who should play Eve and Roarke if a movie/TV series is ever made makes the flame wars over Twilight and 50 Shades look like a water balloon fight. La Nora’s fans are more polite but just as vociferous in their opinions.

Last week, after not reading for several weeks, I was down in the dumps and NID migrated from the bookshelf to my desk. I don’t know how. No, seriously. I don’t remember picking it up and moving it. But it sat there, with it’s shiny copper cover calling me with a siren’s song. Despite having literally hundreds of unread books on my TBR shelves and Kindle, I gave up. I grabbed the book and started reading, transferring eventually to the digital version.

I remembered, as I read, why I wanted to be a writer. The language, the sparse descriptions that are so rich they melt in your mouth like dark chocolate, the characterizations, the subtle layering of backstory… *deep sigh* Reading this book taught me how to write. I just thought I knew how before picking it up. And I came to the series late–2003. That’s when I discovered it–about 20 books in. I started with a library copy but was so hooked, I started buying them used so I could read them in order. Then, with SURVIVOR IN DEATH (which is like #23 if you include the anthologies), I started buying hardback copies. Someday, I hope to have them all in hardback. But I digress.

When I finished NID, I read the next two in the series because I have another favorite scene and I couldn’t remember if it was in book 2 or 3. It’s in 3. And despite wanting to reread the entire series, I managed to stop after three and start on other books, including the most current, THANKLESS IN DEATH. To look back over the course of the series, to see the growth and change of Eve and Roarke… It boggles me.

I want to write like that. I want to create characters so beloved by readers. Some day. I have hopes for Sade and Sinjen, despite their slow start.

So anyway, I want to know. What’s your chicken soup book? Or books? Which book do you grab when you need that comfort read, the words and story familiar and safe? Oh, and happy Hump Day! 😀

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Monday – Coffee Time Romance

I’m doing a blog hop today and it went live about an hour ago. Click through to COFFEE TIME ROMANCE‎ to say hi and get in the running for a free copy of THAT OL’ BLACK MAGIC. If you already have a copy, I’ll work out another fun “freebie” if you win.

I took the weekend off. As in, didn’t even turn on the computer. It took all morning to get through all the emails. WHY do I do that to myself? 🙄

I have to hit the grocery store today and do laundry. And other paperwork stuffs. Even after a whole lot of coffee, my brain just doesn’t want to work. I sort of look and feel like this. 😆
lol monday coffee

Have a great day! And come see me at Coffee Time!

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Time for This, That, and Another

Nikos in dragon formFirst, a little of this. For those of you hanging around yesterday, Nikos dared me to reveal his dragon form. Uhm…that’s not always a good idea. Daring me or revealing a dragon’s true form. However, I do have a picture from the dragon realm so you guys can get a sense of what he looks like in his true form. This is a statue outside the royal residence of Clan Kholkikos.

Now, for a little of that…I’ll be working on a new page of Penumbra Paper characters. I’ve yet to introduce you to Mathias, Oberon and Titania, Crevan, President Wynne, AIC Edgar R. Burrows of the New Orleans field office, Stavros of Clan Kholkikos–though he’s really surly. Any votes for our next Tuesday (or Thursday) with…X?

And finally another thing. Just for all of us who love Autumn…

Have a great weekend, everyone! See you around the intratubes come Monday. 😀

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Thursday with…Nikos Constantine (and here be dragons)

Nikos close-upI know I said I was going to do this on Tuesdays but I got distracted. shifty-eyes-ani2faster Life happens, right? However, I’ve had to keep a rather irate dragon pacing around all tail-lashy and glaring. Good thing he’s pretty to look at.

Excuse me! I am not…pretty.

Au contraire, Nikos. You are very pretty. But that’s a good thing. So, I have several dragon fans in the group. Shall we visit so they get the chance to know and love you?

*shimmers* *preens* Well, since I am already here and you’ve had me cooling my heels. I suppose I can stay a bit longer.

You’re the Drakon of Clan Kholkikos.

I am, yes.

Just what does that mean?

As the clan’s drakon, I am charged with protecting the clan, using whatever means necessary.

So, you’re like the chief security officer?

Yes. But more, as well. Everything about the clan is under my purview. If a person or event affects the clan, it affects me and I will respond.

That’s what brought Sade into your sphere, right? When the royal nanny went missing.

Yes. I would have preferred to handle the situation myself but Agent Marquis can be quite…persuasive.

Yeah…you threatened to add her to your hoard. Knowing Sade, that didn’t sit well.

True, I’ve yet to convince the lovely Sade to go out with me again. Given the circumstances of our interrupted dinner, I’ll just track her down and insist we try again.

Nikos smallDude, you do realize this is Sade you’re talking about? I suspect stalking is not the way to win her over. Just sayin’…

I’m not stalking her, per se. But if our paths cross? *offers a very satisfied dragon smile* I am patient.

Well, that’s good to know because your book doesn’t come until after Caleb, Roman, and Ariel.

Good. That means I’ll get Sade after all.

Uhm…I know a certain vampire who might dispute that point.

Kristian St. John? I’m not worried. I am a dragon. He is merely a vampire.

Oh, dude. Yeah…I want to see that “death match.” 😆 And on that note, I’ll throw open the questions. What do y’all want to know about Nikos? *pssst* He’s a little arrogant but when push comes to shove? He’s a real softie underneath the scales… 😉

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Wednesday Waffles

A post over on KILLER CHICKS last week got me to thinking about breakfast food–and the best breakfast I’ve ever eaten. It was tough because I grew up around amazing cooks. I remember Saturday breakfasts in the late fall at the neighbors’ house–quail and dove, homemade biscuits and cream gravy, homemade apple butter, and eggs. And weekend breakfasts at my parents’ house with homemade waffles, thick bacon, ham, sausage, and eggs fixed to order.

I’m going to talk about those waffles today. Because I’m going to be a grandmother. Holy cow! That’s a scary thought. I didn’t mess up The Only too bad. Right? But we didn’t have waffles for breakfast, we had them for dinner. They became comfort food. And part of the comfort was retelling the “legend” of the waffles. Bear with me while I repeat it.

There once was a woman in the small town where my mother grew up. She was renowned for her cooking but she was very stingy with her recipes. A favorite of all the kids–and their parents–was her waffles. If you were very lucky, you were invited to partake. But no matter who asked, or how nicely, the lady wouldn’t share. Many tried to copy the recipe, but nobody’s was ever “quite the same.”

One day, the lady became ill and then she passed away. Many local cooks bemoaned the fact that all her recipes passed with her. And then people started getting packages in the mail–books from the lady’s collection. And tucked inside each book was a handwritten note with a recipe. My mother received the waffle recipe with the caveat that she was not to share until her passing.

Well, that was all well and good, but Mom had a policy that if you cooked you didn’t have clean up. You can bet I learned to cook early! And that included reading the recipes in Mother’s massive recipe box. And that’s when we started having waffles for dinner. Because I didn’t cook breakfast. But dinner? Oh, yeah! To me, those waffles were a gift. They meant family and caring and left me feeling that no matter how bad or scary or uncertain things were, there was always waffles.

I want to share that feeling. Because I’m going to be a grandmother! Yikes! Big scary times ahead, along with love and family and hope for the future. So here. Go make waffles. Eat them. Enjoy them. And find the joy and peace and certainty in family and friends and love and the next generation.

Granny’s Homemade Waffles
2 eggs
1 3/4 cup milk
1/4 t. salt
4 teaspoons baking powder
2 cups flour
1 tablespoon sugar
6 tablespoons butter

Separate eggs. Beat yolks to light yellow. Add other ingredients in listed order. Beat egg whites in separate bowl to light peaks. Fold into batter. Spoon onto preheated waffle iron. Cook to golden brown. Drown with more melted butter and syrup of your choice. Enjoy.

Happy Hump Day, my friends! And if you have any favorite food memories, share. 🙂

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The Universe as Muse

universeWhen this popped up in my inbox, it really resonated.

Silver, look between the sights, hear between the words, feel between your heart and mind, and there you’ll find me conspiring on your behalf, with magic, miracles, and more.

And look between the moments too,
The Universe

Silver, you are among the VERY BEST “THINGS” that has ever happened to me.

As writers, we do this. We look deeper into the world–both real and the ones in our imaginations. We hear what goes on behind the words, spoken in stage whispers just loud enough that we can hear in the audience. We search for the emotions and the motivations, for what makes our characters think and act and say what they do. When we get it right, our stories ARE magic. We make little miracles by transporting a reader away from this world into the worlds of our making.

As for that last bit, I think the Universe was being a little effusive but I’ll take the *hug* from the big U. I do know that those of you who come here are very definitely among the VERY BEST “THINGS” that have ever happened to me. And I thank you.

Today, I’m also blabbering over on the HOT MOJAVE KNIGHTS BLOG. I’m asking about why readers go to events and what they’d like to know. Please drop by and let me know, even if you won’t be there. *sniffle* I’ll miss you guys! Especially when I’m sitting in a room all by myself because nobody came to my “Intimate Chat.” *looks shifty-eyed* Or I can write during that period….

So tell me. What’s among the VERY BEST “THINGS” in your life?

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It’s a Beautiful Day

fall20cardinal-allbottledupAfter the rain Saturday morning (and the loss to West Virginia by OSU), the rest of the weekend turned out really nice. The weather is beautiful. This is why I love autumn. Crisp days, cool nights, bright blue skies. I feel invigorated in the fall. The hot, dog days of summer are a memory. Gone is the lethargy and necessity for lounging under the AC. Yet to come are the cold, dark-comes-early days of winter when the north wind howls and I want to curl up under a blanket and read.

I thought I was going to have at least one announcement today, but I’ve been told I have to wait a day or two. There’s another bit of news also hanging out there and each week that goes by, I hope I’m closer to knowing. Maybe this week. Maybe next.

Today I start writing again. I’m going to open three projects and see which one grabs Iffy’s attention. I can talk about two of them and you can vote. 😆 First is the Hard Target series that’s got a couple of pages done. Second is THE DEVIL’S CUT, Book 2 in the Penumbra Papers and Caleb’s story. The third is an idea that’s been noodling around in the back of my mind–either a novella or a category length contemporary just for fun.

Who had fun this weekend? What’s up with you this coming week? Me? Besides writing, I’m guest blogging about attending HOT MOJAVE KNIGHTS tomorrow. I’ll post the link tomorrow.

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