‘Twas the Monday Before Christmas

…and all through the house, all the creatures were stirring, even a mouse. Pete in his garage, Loki lickity-split, Boone in his bumbles and Jake in his vest, all waiting for the weather and the presents to come. Hey, I never claimed to be a real poet. Anyway, Christmas is now only 6 days away. Also, Happy 2nd Day of Hanakkuh!

Today is my “doublle” Wallyworld run–I refuse to go anywhere near retail of any stripe on the day AFTER Christmas, which is a Monday this year, and my normal grocery run day. I’ll lay in enough supplies to get us through at least mid-week. There will be a pup cup for Jake and a stop at Ace Hardware for birdseed and my last last-minute present. Now all I have to do is wrap!

In other news that isn’t important to anyone but me, we have new garage doors! They arrived last Wednesday, along with Uncle Fix-It and his door guru. They are insulated so the garage is at least 10 degrees warmer, if not more. LG got the new cat door installed for Pete. It was not without its trials and tribulations but hey, blame it on the instructions. I read them too, and they were backwards. The doors don’t have windows so now we leave a small light on 24/7 because it is dark in there! Also, they only lock from the iniside with no hangle or way to unlock from the outiside. Good thing the garage door opener still works. 

I finished a book that I really enjoyed, even though it took me a week. I was busy with other things that precluded even listening to it. THE WIZARD’S BUTLER by Nathan Lowell is what I call a cozy urban fantasy. There’s a wizard. And his butler. There’s a money grubbing neice, pixes and fairies, and classic cars. It was fun and cozy and perfect for this time of year. 

The weather folks keep predicting a Siberian something or other, alletedly worse than a polar express. They’re talking 14 for a high on Thursday and those temps lasting through Christmas. This past weekend and the early week is 40s during the day and below freezing overnight. Brrrr. I gave up on outdoor decorating. The Christmas door wreath is hung and I keep a string of green LED lights lining the brick sill of the porch year round. Good enough for government work, as they say. Next year, I’ll get the swags up when it’s warm! Also, no Christmas here–going to the Kids and the in-laws for presents before returning here for turkey sandwhiches and pie, just the two of us. Yes, I do feel a little like Scrooge this year, why do you ask?

Anyway, I have made progress on CROSSFIRE. Then I remembered that I didn’t have a Christmas story for this year. That’s sort of a minor tradition. Sort of. Anyway, come back for Wednesday Words and read it. I’ll try to fix it so that there’s easy access for all. I will give you a little tease, Loch from Harrd Target is the MC.

Stormy spent the night last night. Baseball Boy scored tickets to a comedienne so he and Only had a date night. We enjoy Stormy so it’s all good. I had to laugh when I asked him if he wanted to go grocey shopping at Wallyworld with me. He just stared for a long moment, turned, and walked away. That look said it all! 

This is going to be a week full of comfort food–beef stew, chili and/or spaghetti, shepherd’s pie, and making and baking of homemade rolls and cinnamon rolls. No cookies. I used to do cookie trays for LG’s office and folks. It’s hard work, I’m old, and neither of us need the calories or sweets. I do have a turkey breast for Christmas Day. Turkey sammiches FTW! 

That’s it for me. I’ll be on my regular posting schedule since the holiday falls on the weekend. Unless I get lazy. That’s been known to happen. 🤣 Who’s ready for the holidays? Who’s got last minute stuff to finish? Did I mention I REALLY need to wrap presnts? Yeah, I’ll get right on that. Today. Tomorrow. Sometime sonn. 😉 One last thing: Don’t let Monday get you down!

 

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Friday Sinema: Christmas Code 3

Yes, I am a sucker for stuff like this. No, I will not apoligize. Sit back and enjoy. I’m down to a few last presents and stocking stuffers. I’m out there today taking care of that business and this video got me revved up to brave the chill and git ‘er done! How ’bout y’all? Are you ready for Christmas?

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Thursday Thoughts: Universal MIA

Today’s message is a short one. While the Universe is more than likely referring to what’s in our lives, as a writer, I’m always looking at the message behind the message as it applies to what I do in and with my life as a writer. I’m sure you see what I did there, coming full circle with that sentence. Hey, sometimes, that’s how I roll and today, I’m rolling with it. Stop a moment and think along two lines–your life AND your work…

To see what one has been missing, Silver, is the whole point of every life.

See?
The Universe
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Plus, Silver, seeing more is how to love more.

When I edit and revise a manuscript, whether it be short story, novella, novel, or nonfiction, I have to keep an eye on what’s missing. Is it a word? An incomplte thought? A scene that needs more action? Or more emotion? Are my characters growing and changing as they should? Is the plot unfolding in the correct order of events? And yes, what’s missing is the whole point of editing and revision.Because, trust me. There is ALWAYS something missing.

Now, there’s just regular life. You know the one. We get up. We move through our day and then our night. We live doing what we do. Is there something missing in our lives? Is there humor? Caring? Friendship? Joy? Heck, even sadness has a time and a place. But must of all, is there love? That’s the question. In life and in writing romances. So, what are you missing today?>

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Wednesday Words: Chaos Over Easy

Wednesday has rolled around again and I have more new words. Still making headway, even though I have to remind myself that slow and steady wins the race. Our inspiration this week is varied. From #ThursdayTreads, we have: “I made it easier for you.” And from #1lineWed, we have the open-ended command of **Chaotic free-for-all: Break those rules. Do whatcha want. Dazzle us with brilliance. Or baffle us with bullshit.** Since I’m movstly baffled and always full of BS, I took the prompt at it’s own words. Not sure exactly where in the timeline this fits, but it does. Trust me. And it’s just a bit of silly by-play among comrades.
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The kids were already sacked out. The truck ride had been a godsend for everyone but their trek had taken its toll. Even the men were wearing down. Except for Kin and Loch. Dalton tried not to snipe at the two Wolves. It just wasn’t fair. He was, after all, a genetically-enhanced Navy SEAL. Or had been. A SEAL. He was still genetically enhanced. Just because those two could shift into wolves shouldn’t give them all the freaking stamina in the world. Then again, there were drawbacks to their condition. He glanced at Kin, who was staring toward the puppy-pile of kids and one very attractive woman.

Dalton knew what was on the man’s mind and that the whole situation bothered the Wolf. He’d overheard Loch lecturing Kin about doing the right thing and telling Meg what he was before taking the actions his libido and inner wolf demanded, ie. claiming her as their mate. And being an inveterate romantic—who knew?—he’d taken steps.

“I made it easier for you,” he told Kin. When the other man only arched a brow, Dalton continued. “We’re taking a break tomorrow, according to Duke so I’ve arranged to keep the kids occupied.”
When Kin still didn’t respond, Dalton added, “So you can have some alone time with Meg and…you know…tell her.”

“You?” Kin finally said, not even attempting to hide his skepticism. “With all the kids, off somewhere?”
Defensive now, Dalton’s lip lifted in a bit of a sneer. “I can handle them. Navy SEAL, remember?”
Loch stared at his boots and muttered, “A bit like a clueless Peter Pan and his Lost Boys.”

“I heard that!” Dalton glared now. “I am fully capable of keeping the kids close together for some rest and down time while Kin sneaks off into the woods with his true love.”

“You, entertaining the children?” the normally reticent Uri asked. “Won’t that be a chaotic free-for-all?”
Tank piped up. “A chaotic free-for-all? Huh. Is that like herding cats, or something?” When all eyes turned to him, he explained, completely deadpan, “Asking for a friend.”

Kin simply growled. And walked away.

“Chicken,” Dalton called after him.

Dalton got Kin’s right hand, middle finger extended, raised in reply.

“Well, that’s gratitude for you.” Completely put out, Dalton stalked off in the opposite direction.
The rest of the team burst into laughter. “Good times,” Tank managed to sputter during his deep deep belly laugh.
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There you have it. Writers, anything in the prompts that tease you to action? Ignite ideas? Send you scrambling to fill in a blank screen or page? Have at it, and feel free to share if you wish. Readers, let’s make today’s question easy: What’re you up to?

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Tuesday Treats & Titles: Divine Interventio

A friend* mentioned that she was waiting until the end of the week to make her Christmas Divinity. It made me chuckle. I rememer all the gooey batches of divinity my mother made through the years because she didn’t believe my dad when he told her that it was too humid. This is a fact of Christmas candy life. And the best cook in the Red Dirt Royalty family confirms this. Welcome to “Throwback Tuesday.” 😉 She said I could share the family recipe, which was kind since it’s MY family recipe!

Granny’s Christmas Divinity
3 1/2 Cup Sugar
1/4 Cup Water
1 Teaspoon vanilla
1 Cup White Syrup (Karo brand is what we use)
3 beaten egg whites (stiff)
1 Cup Pecan pieces

Let’s Make It
Mix first 3 ingredients in a medium sauce pan. Heat until sugar dissolves then cook to 260 decrees on a cooking thermometer. Pour over egg whites while mixwer is on. Add vanilla. Beat. Add pecans and mix. Cool mixture then drop by rounded spoonfuls on foil lined cookie sheet. Let completely cool then store in airtight container.

Tips:
1 – You can use parchment or wax paper but we’ve always used aluminum foil. Not sure why.
2 – Any “white” syrup brand will work. We’ve just always used Karo.
3 – Check the humidity. You want a dry, cool day with 50% or less humidity.

Now, I’m sure you’re asking yourselves who is the best cook in the Barron and Tate families? It’s Katherine Barron Tate, of course! She looks completely at home in the kitchen in her jeans, boots, chambray shirt with the sleeves rolled up and her apron. More often than not, she’ll be wearing her peearls too, because that’s how she rolls. If you’d like to read how country star Deacon Tate finds a baby on his tour bus and Oklahoma Highwaqy Patrol Trooper Quin Kincaid is wrangled into baby guard duty, grab a copy of THE COWBOY’S CHRISTMAS PROPOSITION. FYI, it’s on sale at Amazon for $1.99 in the Kindle edition. No clue if it’s on sale at other outlets. Just click on the title or a pic with the cover to hit the Amazon link. What about y’all? Do you have any family holiday recipes?

*I’m lookin’ at you, Patti! 😉

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Three Mondays Left

Who’s ready for Christmas? I’m getting there. I have presents coming for delivery. I have a few final presents to pick out and up and I need stocking stuffers. Decorating is minimal this year for reasons. No outdoor lights (just on the porch and along the walkway) yet because brrrr! I did get the door wreaths switched out from T-giving to Christmas so there’s that. I suppose I should replace the sunflowers on the dining room table with the poinsettas. I’ll get right on that…8*Shifty eyes*&

In writing news, The Nitpicker won. I’ve gone back and rewritten the first 9 chapters. It’s all good–in fact, I think it’s better. Upward and onward this week with more new words.

I met and surpassed my Goodreads reading challenge for 2022. I hit 150 books early in the week. I’ve boosted to 155 and may boost again as I’m current listening to 153. I finished my relisten and new release listen to Darynda Jones’s Sunshine Vicram series. I LOVED all 3 books. Then I reread Kristen Ashley’s STILL STANDING (Wild West MC) in prep for the new release, STEEL AND SMOKE. Vintage KA and she’s not everyone’s catnip. I’m currently listening to Nathan Lowell’s THE WIZARD’S BUTLER. Truly enjoying it so far. Not sure if it’s a fantasy, UF, or straight paranormal. No romance, just fun stuff.

LG, with very little help from me, and more from Uncle Fix-It cleared space in the garage so the garage doors can be replaced. We’re getting both of them done, though only one was buggered up. The other hasn’t been opened in 20+ years. Long story. Anyway, the door guy is supposed to come this week. Hopefully, LG can work a deal to get him to install Pete’s cat door. 🤞🏼

Stormy had indoor soccer yesterday. Considering the weather, this made me happy. Soccer ain’t my thing but he has fun and his 2 besties from school are on the team. The team is a mix of kids from different places–schools, home school, etc.–and all the parents are awesome. Most of this team played fall soccer together. In other sports news, ARMY beat Navy! 🥳 

LG streamed this season’s episodes of “Wednesday” and enjoyed the heck out of it. He, like me, was a big Addams Family fan. I caught part of the last episode and yeah, Imma gonna have to make time to watch it all. We’re still watching “Tulsa King” too. Those are about the only non-reality shows I watch. Yeah, I’m all weird like that.

Headed to Wallyworld and then I can have coffee as I settle in to work. Curious as to what the week will bring. What have y’all been up to?

 

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Friday Sinema: The Finale

Bless their hearts. That’s all I’m going to say… Have a great weekend, y’all.

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Thursday Thoughts: Inventing Imgination

No Universal message today, though this quote has a universal message

To invent, you need a good imagination and a pile of junk. ~Thomas Edison

Boy, does this apply to writing–especailly when you sit down to begin a new project. Or, in my case, when you are in the middle of one and figure out that some of the junk in the pile doesn’t fit. So you dig through it and find the parts that do. Come to think of it, this also applies to the editing process, just sayin’… What will you imagine and/or find in your pile today?

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Wednesday Words: Best Revenge

Okay, so revenge isn’t actually part of either of our prompts for today but that’s the direction my snippet went. From #1lineWed, we have **FOR ME Through the door. What do you see? Something is happening… is it…** (mo9st of which managed to confuse me but hey, I still managed to incorporate all of it!) and from #ThursdayThreads, comes this awesome thought-provoker: “All of it was gone.” This short scene takes place shortly after a previous snippet–the one where they watched the Russian tanks roll through a village. This conversaton takes place between Maxim and Kin.
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“I want to fight.”

The boy’s statement came out of nowhere. Kin glanced over at him, a glimmer of understanding poking at him. On sentry duty, he’d been surprised when Maxim showed up. The kid perched on a rock without a word. Now, ten minutes later, he’d found his voice.

Unsure why the boy had picked him, Kin didn’t rebuff him. “Why?”

“I am old enough to fight.” Max’s hands curled into fists and he thumped them on his thighs.

“Not really. Not unless you have no choice.” Kin looked away. “You’re English is pretty good.”

“I am smart.”

“But you have a lot to learn, kid.”

The boy sulked. “I need to fight. For me. For my sister. For my country.”

“What happened, Maxim? Back in Maripol.”

“Marishka was in hospital. The treatments. My father he was police, yes? My mother and I, we were home.” At Kin’s nod, the boy continued. “Sirens and then the bombs. ‘Something is happening,’ my mother says. Then…” He closed his eyes and shuddered. “The house, it fell.”

Max’s voice lost all emotion. “My mother…she was…buried. I looked for my father. At the police station, I looked through the door.”

“What did you see?”

“Nothing. Only the front wall still stood. I went to hospital. I found Marishka under her bed.” He turned bleak eyes to Kin. “My town. All of it was gone.”

Without thinking, Kin pulled Max into his arms.”

“That village, they fought. If it is not for me, then who will revenge us?”

“There are many ways to get revenge, Maxim. You are smart. Use your brain. Grow up. Get an education. Your country will need engineers and doctors and scientists. It will need architects and builders. Especially builders. Soldiers? We take lives. We tear down things. Builders put life back together for those who survived. You and Marishka are survivors. Learn. Become. Then go back and be a builder. That, son, is the bloody best revenge of all.
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And there you have it. I have to admit that I’m really liking the way some–okay almost all–of these scenes are coming together to form the whole story. Kinda makes me want to go buy a jigsaw puzzle and put it together. LOL Truth be told, this was one of those stories that I had no idea where it was going. Meg, the heroine, is based on a character suggested by a writing friend. All she said was, “Her name is Meg and she studies wolves. And Kin is her mate.” That was …wow…a LONG time ago. It’s taken me this long to figure out the circumstances of her rescue, their meeting, and the events that follow. I certainly hope it’s worth the wait for my readers. So, question of the day: Is revenge a dish best served cold?

PS: I just realized. This is Pearl Harbor Day. Kind of a fitting theme…

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Tuesday Treats & Titles: Pot Luck

So…I’ve broken my brain over the fixing of geo-political goofs in CROSSFIRE. Breaking my brain is not something new but it does sort of leave me stumped on a post for today. So, instead of me struggling to come up with a treat and a title and the recipe, I’m going to toss it out to y’all. Let’s talk about books. Because most of us hang out here because we like books, right? I mean, it’s not like I’m any sort of influencer when it comes to fashion, music, viral videos, ets. right? So books. I challenge you to come up with one book that you really, REALLY enjoyed (and might read more than once). Is there a food scene in that book? Share the food. Or, you can pick a favorite character and decide what their favorite food is–main dish, dessert, snack, drink, you pick. Sound like fun? I think it does so I’ll start. And while I do this blog thing mostly to tell folks about my books, I’ll pick a book and character that isn’t one of mine. Because I love books too, writing AND reading. Or in my case, listening.

One of my favorite characters is Lt. Eve Dallas, a homicide detective in a futuristic NYC. She lives on coffee but couldn’t afford “real” until she hooks up with Roarke, the mysterious billionaire who seduces her with actual coffee. And real beef. She also lives on spaghetti and meatballs and pizza. Which is all brought out in almost every book in the In Death series by J.D. Robb. That’s an easy one for me. So, I’m going off into the weeds to pull out a character who might not be as well known–Sunshine Vicram. The third book, A HARD DAY FOR A HANGOVER, in this series by Darynda Jones releases today. I’ve just finished a relisten of the first two books, A BAD DAY FOR SUNSHINE and A GOOD DAY FOR CHARDONNAY. Like quirky charachters, tongue-in-cheek writing, and suspense with a side order of sexual tension? Yeah, give these books a try. Sunshine is all about the coffee. Hrm…I think I see a trend here. 😉 Sun is a former detective who’s been elected as sheriff–in a race she didn’t declare for but “magically” appeared on the ballot and won. That’s all I’m going to reveal. That and there’s an incident in her past–she was kidnapped at age 17. This is not a spoiler. She returns home with a 14 year old daughter and moves into the “guest” house her parents built for Suna and Auri behind their house in the artsy town of  Del Sol, New Mexico. It’s all good. Trust me on this. I love Darynda’s warped sense of humor and the way she imbibes it in her main characters. Now, I need to come up with a treat that would match Sunshine’s quirkiness. Coffee is too easy. Ah ha! MUFFINS! Muffins play a big part in the first book (and make subsequent appearances in the rest of the books) and contribute to Sunshine’s bad day–which is also her first day on the job as sheriff. I like muffins. Blueberry especially. I’m also a fan of Starbucks’ pumpkin cream cheese muffins. I don’t make those. I do make blueberry. Now I’m tempted to go make a batch. But I’d have to go to the store to get the ingredients. LOL Maybe I’ll just make a Starbucks run.

So that’s how the came is played. I’d love to see how you pair a character and/or book to a food. Are you up to the challenge?

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