Monday Mission

I’m typing this about noon on Sunday, so evedn though you’re reading this on Monday, my brain is too discombobulated to translate times. As y’all are reading this, we’re at the vets with Jake. I don’t know how long we’ll be there or when we’ll get to bring him home.

For those who don’t know, a little over a week ago, LG noticed a lump on Jake’s tail. At first, he thought it was a sweet gum ball that was tangled in the pupper’s tail feathers. Newf/Pyrs have very long feathery tail fur. As he looked closer, he realized it was a growth. Luckily, we were able to get Jake into his vet the next day. She looked at it and things went…sideways. She did blood work and we took her first available appointment for surgery–which is this morning. It may or may not be cancerous. We won’t know until after the biopsy. In addition, tails don’t have much “meat” on them. They’re mostly skin, bone and a few ligaments/tendons. There may not be enough skin to suture after the lump is excised. If that happens, she’ll have to amputate part of his tail. We’re worried. Jake is 11, which is old for a giant breed. His heart, lungs, and kidneys appear to be in good shape but it’s always iffy putting a dog under anesthesia. Anyway, things are discombobulated and will be for a while.

My weekend was mostly spent watching softball and petting Jake. LG and Uncle Fix-It went up to the Kids’ house to help put in a new hot water heater and then switched out their older, leaky dishwasher for a newer one given to them by friends. Both of those are long stories and I won’t bore.

I’ve delved into the backlist of some favorite authors to get over my reading/listening slump. I hadn’t listened to Ilona Andrews’ Innkeeper Chrnonicles for a couple of yeas. The Graphic Audio versions recently came up on sale at Audible so I snagged them. They’re fun. Once done, I decided to dig a little deeper and relisten to their The Edge series. Also fun and it’s been at least 5 years so while I sort of remember what happens, I don’t really. I do wish GA would decide to do this series with full cast as well.

Writing has occurred. Not much, as my brain has been more distracted that usual. There was no Thursday Thread challenge last week so I didn’t get 250 new words. My writing is still pretty much in the dumpster but I’m doing some…not really editing or revising…it’s… Well, a puzzle. I have all these scenes and I’m working my way from the start, adding in some scenes to previously wrtten chapters, and then getting a better idea of what should come next and thereafter. It’s a process.

On that note, as it is Sunday and I know absolutely I won’t get anything done tomorrow, I’m going to try to get through a chapter or two on the WIP. I have to admit, I’m so scattered…SQUIRREL! … Sorry. There’s a juvenile squirrel that has discovered the bird feeder outside my office. He zooms back and forth along the window sill before leapng, hangs from the roof to drop, and/or climbs the metal shepherd’s crook holding the bird feeder. The birds are not happy at this intrusion. If I tap on the window, he simply stares at me, continuing to eat. He only bails if I open the window. You’d think my great white hunter–who barks at leaves falling in the yard, the rooster three blocks away, and the invisible intruder would deal with it. Nope. Toby sleeps through every incursion. He has earned his PITA Pup nickname.

Hope everyone had a good weekend and here’s to a healthy and productive week for us all!

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Friday Sinema: Exquisite Silence

I was surfing YouTube looking for something funny to share today and instead, I stumbled across this. Most of you know that “Sounds of Silence” is a personal favorite song and is firmly entrenched in my personal soundtrack. And yes, I’ve used it in various iterations in the soundtracks of some some of my books. I clicked for the song. I watched for the artistry. Wow. Just…WOW! Have a great weekend.

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Thursday Thoughts: Universal Advice

Writing advice is…abundant. I know many writers who have written how-to books. Heck, I usually offer some sort of insight into writing each with these Thursday Thoughts posts. I’ll be the first to point out that I’m not an expert. Oh, I know the difference between a split infinitive and a dangling participle and yes, I know that it’s is a conjuntion and its is a possessive and yes, my fingers still type them wrong because…dang it…an apostrophe means possession! Ah, English. Such a fun language. The thing is, writing fiction is less about the rules and more about story. This is especially true when it comes to romance and fantasy. As is often the case, the Universe is right on top of things.

Silver, here’s some sage advice I once scrawled onto a cave wall long before the wheel, Atlantis, and social media:

Aim with your heart, adjust with your head, and then simply do what you can, with what you have, from where you are.

Caves, email, same-same.

Tallyho,
The Universe
©www.tut.com

P.S. I’m ba-a-a-ck… Actually, Silver, you’re back. I never left.

Did you read that second paragraph? Read it again. It says it all, a perfect explanation of what writing entails. The first thing a writer does is create a story: Aim with your heart. The words come forth and we eventually type the end. That’s when the next phase starts: Adjust with your head. Oh, the joys of editing and revisions. The head rules that. Eventually, we decide it’s ready to go and it either heads off to our publisher or we hit the self-pub button. We have done our best: Then simply do what you can, with what you have, from where you are. There it is in a nutshell.

And yes, I am aware that most of the folks who visit here aren’t writers, they are readers. Y’all are the reason we do what we can with what he have from where we are. And yes, whenever I relate the Big U’s message to writing, I attempt to also figure out a way to include readers. Which is sort of backwards because these messages from the Universe are meant for the general population. Anyway, the message is there for us all. Simply do what you can, with what you have, from where you are.

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Wednesday Words: Fix It

And once again, we have arrived at Wednesday. And once again, I have new words to share. In a small twist of luck, I won last week’s Thursday Threads, which was based on a line from my wionning entry the week before. I normally don’t “cheat” by writing a follow-on scene. This time I did. Sort of. This week’s snippet happens every quickly after. I’m still not sure if the two toether will appear in the current WIP or in one later. I’m leaning toward now. We’ll see. In the meantime, the prompt is: *”She doesn’t need fixing.”* The judge had very kind words for my entry. She said: Silver weaves a tale of “found family” – an odd assortment that includes a Gargoyle, a Werewolf and Fae. (So far, it doesn’t include a bar.) The pacing of the piece drew me in with its long descriptive paragraphs and the short closure: “He was a selfish bastard so all bets were off.”

Sinjen watched Sade from the window. He knew all her secrets. Her strengths—which were legion. And her weaknesses, fewer than she thought. Smart, brave—sometimes too courageous for her own safety. Caring. Still, she grappled one deep-seated fear and he fought against its entanglement constantly.

Sade would never admit it to anyone and especially to herself but she’d buttressed herself against that biggest fear—abandonment. He’d known of the human child growing up in Mathias’s household. Mathias was his maker after all. But to think that now, he shared her bed? Her father, a mild man who understood numbers rather than emotions, had no inkling of how do deal with a child. Her mother had used her as a pawn—as had both Mathias and Oberon. Thank the gods Roman had been there. The Gargoyle became her rock—Sinjen almost smiled at the pun—and then Caleb became her guard dog, a role the Werewolf would readily admit to. Even the damnable Fae, for all Ariel’s artifices, watched over her in his way. 

He considered the words he’d said to those others who, whether they understood or not, were part of her found family. She doesn’t need fixing, she needs to be loved. And he did. love her. She would age and die. He wouldn’t. Could he say goodbye? Or would he succumb to his own worst fear and become a monster, forcing a change she didn’t want. 

He was a selfish bastard so all bets were off.

And there it is. Writers, go forth and create a scene if you so desire. Readers, what does NOT need fixing in your world? 😉

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Tuesday Tidbits: Oops

So. Have you ever thought you did something only to discover later that you hadn’t? In the midst of stuff yesterday, I sat down several times to write a post for today. Then I would get distracted. A lot. And often. I knew I wasn’t going to do a recipe for today. My brain just wouldn’t go there. In the meantime, I did start posts for tomorrow and Thusrday. Which reminds me, I need to finish them as both are in draft mode. *makes mental note*

Moving on.

It’s Tuesday. Therefore, there must be tacos. Right?

WordPress has phased out its “classic block.” This makes me sad. I’m not a big fan of their “regular blocks” when it comes to certain posts–like Wedneday Words and Thursday Thoughts. I’m having to use the preformatted block now for the snippets and I don’t like the way it looks. Oh well.

WP has also started giving out “acheivement awards.” I’ve won two–for using the same title twice and then for having a palindromic word count, like 12321. I have no idea which post so no idea what the word count was. Anyway…

I need more coffee. It’s 8:00 and the dogs want out, the squirrel is on the windowsill wanting his sunflower seeds and the crows are waiting for their leftover dog kibble. Later, gators.

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Memorial Monday

Today is Memorial Day. Here in the USofA, it’s the unofficial start to summer. Schools are mostly out, graduations done, weather warms up, pools open. There are BBQs and family events. Big sales. Mattresses. Why do mattresses go on sale for Memorial Day? 🤔I’ve never understood that. Anyway, whilst in the middle of doing whatever you’re doing, take a moment to remember the real reason for today–to honor all the men and women who died in service to this country so that the rest of us have free speech, freedom to choose our religion, and all the other wonderful things that go with living in the USA.

There was lots of softball and baseball this past weekend. Sadly, my Cowgirls–and the Sooners–will be staying home. They were both beaten in the Super Regional rounds. 😟Just not our year. Hoever, Texas Tech did move on to the WCWS so I’ll be rooting for them! Go Big 12! The Cowboys were knocked out of the Big 12 Baseball Champtionship and truthfully, I haven’t yet looked to see where they are in the NCAA bracket. I suppose I should do that.

In book news, I’ve embarked on a marathon relisten to Ilona Andrews’ Innkeeper Chronicles series–the Graphic Audio full-cast versions. These are fun books. There are werewolves and vampires but not the usual kinds. There are sentient inns that cater to very special guests that visit from around the galaxy. The Innkeepers are…part magic, part physicists, part psychologists? Anyway, highl entertaining if you haven’t read or listented to them.

In writing news, I started off last week with great intentions and made some real headway. Then…life happened and I sort of drifted off track. I got back on briefly yesterday so there’s hope.

What got me off track was an emergency trip to the vet’s. LG discovered a weird growth on Jake’s tail. Luckily, our vet had a cancellation so we could get him right in. The thing is about the size of a ping pong ball, is hard-ish, and oozes plasma tingled with blood. He’s scheduled for surgery on June 1st, which was her first available. He doesn’t seem to be in bad pain and doesn’t chew at it. Sadly, if there’s not enough skin to close, she may have to amputate part of his tail. Even though he’s old, his blood work came back indicating he should be okay to go under anesthetic. Luckily, I have a credit card with enough room to put the surgery on it. Prayers and good thoughts for him are most welcome.

Not much else is going on. The weather has returned to mostly normal ranges. We’ve had some rain and a chance for more mid-week. Mother Nature is so confused my honeysuckle bush has put out a second round of blooms. And, we’ve had a mallard duck pair hanging around. Clutch season should be way past but who knows? I’m putting out extra bird seed for them. I should probably put out some water too. *adds a shallow pan to grocery list* They are fun to watch when they show up and honeysuckle is one of my favorite scents so win/win.

One final thought for today. I try not to get political here but I’m going to leave y’all with this thought: If you AREN’T proud to be an American, if you think this country sucks, then pack up your stuff and move to a country you like better. Don’t try to change this country because guess what… We enjoy our freedoms and we’re willing to make the sacrifices necessary to keep them. Have a safe and sane holiday.

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Friday Sinema: Just Beat It

It’s Super Regionals! And I do love me some softball. Today’s video is short but powerful. And yeah, I’ve seen Only make some of those moves from behind the plate. I’ll be watching both the NCAA Softball and the Big 12 Baseball Championships this weekend. Sounds like a plan to me. What’s on your agenda? And yeah, the dude who put this video together is a doofus with no clue that while women have, can, and do play baseball, this is College SOFTBALL at some of it’s finest! 🥎🔥🥎

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Thursday Thoughts: Unexpectations

I read a lot of books. Usually. I have to admit that I’m in a bit of a slump at the moment but that’s neither here nor there. Most of my books contain some form of mystery or suspense because that’s what I like to read. I also like the paranormal so I combine the two. But I’m not talking about my books at the moment. I’m talking about books I’ve read, the ones that have mystery or suspense or some form of surpise. I love it when I suddenly stop in the middle of listening (now–used to when reading), and think, I didn’t see that coming! Sadly, I’m often right on top of any twists or turns an author might present. That’s me. Lots of people are always surprised. The Universe popped in with this message:

When suddenly the unexpected happens, Silver, it’s always me…

Just getting everything ready for the time of your life.

Love you, mean it –
The Universe
©www.tut.com

P.S. Either that, Silver, or I lost my balance doing cartwheels behind the curtains of time and space.

So here’s my advice to writers today: Give your readers the unexpected! Surprise them. Make them think. Do a few cartwheels. And readers, find a book you can fall into and have the time of your life reading it.

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Wednesday Words: Love Sucks

Hello Wednesday readers. Who had tacos yesterday? We had tamales. MmmMmm good. So, I have words. The good news is, I won last week’s Thursday Threads. The bad news is, I have absolutely no clue where this snippet fits–if it fitss at all–in Ariel’s book. So, for now, just treat this as a bonus snippet that will appear in a book sooner or later. The prompt is: *“Love sucks when you get old and tired.”* Last week’s judge was the the blog host’s old child, who I think is graduating from high school this spring. Anyway, this is what she had to say: This story really resonated with me. I could identify with her exhaustion and downtroddenment. The last line hit me the hardest. Excellent job. Hope you enjoy the scene.

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Sade ran her finger round the rim of her beer mug. Without looking up, she announced without preamble, “Love sucks when you get old and tired.”

The fae sitting across the table from her rolled his eyes dramatically. “You aren’t old.”

“I feel old, Ariel.” Sade waved a negligent hand. “Probably comes from hanging around all you ancients.”

Caleb flashed her a mock snarl. “Speak for yourself. I’m only a year older than you.”

“And you’ll live well into your hundreds.” She sighed and met his gaze. “Doesn’t it bother you? Adele is human and you’ll outlive her by decades.”

The werewolf cut his eyes toward the vampire sitting next to Sade. Sinjen remained silent. He focused back on Sade. “When did you get all maudlin, Debbie Downer?”

She inhaled deeply and slowly blew out her breath. “I’m tired, Caleb. Tired of all the BS. Tired of all the crap I wade through. That we wade through. I’m tired of the bad guys winning.”

Sinjen covered her hand with his. She tried to pull away but he tightened his grip. “Evil doesn’t always win, Lady Sade. This is especially true when you are on the job.”

“Somebody needs a vaca—” Ariel cut off his gibe when Caleb kicked him in the shin under the table.

Pushing her chair back, Sade stood, staring at Sinjen until he
released her hand. She left without another word.

“You need to fix it, Sinjen,” Caleb said.

“She doesn’t need fixing, she needs to be loved.”
****

There you go, folks. Writers, do your thing. Readers, do you know the feeling? Not so much about love, but about feeling old and tired. Yeah, me, too. Who wants an afternoon nap? 🙋🏼‍♀️

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Tuesday Treats & Titles: Chicken Stuffed Crescent Moons

I hope everyone survived Monday. It was an okay day for me. I didn’t get as much done as I’d hoped, but any progress is a good thing. Whenever I’m working to get deep into a book, I’m always on the lookout for easy dinners. I mean, fast food is fine once in awhile but we can go broke and get fat living on pizza and burgers. Now don’t get me wrong, this dish isn’t exactly lo-cal but it is rich, tasty, and satisfying.

Easy Chicken Stuffed Crescent Roll-Ups
Yield: 8 rolls
Prep time: 10 Minutes
Bake time: 16 Minutes
Total time: 26 min

Ingredients
1 tube crescent rolls
2 cup shredded chicken pre-cooked
8 oz cream cheese softened*
1/4 cup sour cream
1/2 cup Parmesan cheese
1 tsp garlic powder
1/2 tsp onion powder
1/4 tsp dried dill
For topping:
2 tbsp butter melted
fresh parsley chopped

Instructions
1 - Preheat the oven to 375 F. Grease 9×13 casserole dish with cooking spray and set aside.
2 - In a medium bowl, add the cream cheese, sour cream, Parmesan cheese, and spices. Stir well to combine.
3 - Add chicken to the cream cheese mixture. Stir well.
4 - Unroll the crescent roll dough and add a large spoonful of the chicken mixture to the wide end of each crescent roll. Roll up the crescent dough and fold in the sides of the individual triangles.
5 - Arrange the crescent roll-ups on the casserole dish you set aside earlier.
6 - Brush the top of the crescent roll-ups with melted butter and sprinkle with chopped parsley.
7 - Bake in the oven for 14-16 minutes until golden brown. Serve warm. Enjoy!

Tips
1 - I used whipped cream cheese—about 3/4 cup. It made mixing very easy (I could use my hand mixer on low).
2 - If you use regular cream cheese, beat it until it is soft before added the other ingredients.

Geneva Pruitt is a woman who enjoys her food and as such, all her corporate colleagues leaned on here whenever there was a company pot luck or a ladies luncheon. After meeting outlaw biker Jack “Wizard” Dimond, the demands on her time shifted, though the other mates always look forward to whatever she brings to their get-togethers. She’ll tell you that two “moons” are a perfect helping size. That said, when she fixes this for dinnre, she gets two and Wiz scarfs down the other six. Hey, he’s just a growing Wolf, right? If you’re interesting in finding out more about how Gen and Wiz came to be, their story is told in NIGHT WISH. Just click on one of the pics or the title to zip over to Books2Read to find a copy from your favorite on-line book seller. Psst. Their meeting is one of my favorites and there is sooo much PINK! Also, theirs is not an easy journey to an HEA. Yeah, this one has ALL the feels!

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