MY NEW COVER!!!

NUERMAR'S LAST WITCH

She controls the Elements, but he controls her heart.

OMG!!! It's so pretty I could just pinch myself!! Anne Cain is the cover artist and she did such a fabulous job--she gave me just what I asked for. You can check out Anne's other works at her Deviant Art site or her website for her collaborative effort Dragon's Disciple

And, you can check out the coming soon page for my fantasy novel Nuermar's Last Witch by clicking on the link.

Go. Read. come back and tell me about it! ;)

SPELLBOUND RELEASE DAY!

Just in time for Halloween!

That's right, folks, my first horror short story is available today! Just click HERE to check out a witch's brew of wicked stories and naughty fun!

My story is Past Midnight, and it's a tale of karma come full circle when a young woman heeds the beckons of a haunted house...

Also included are tales by Katrina Strauss, Candice Gilmer, H.S. Kinn and more!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KYLE!!

He's 13. He's cute. He's smart. And, I'm so proud he's my son. Mine and my husband's, that is...I can't take all the credit. *wink*

(And, yes, I do feel really old now. I'm the parent of a teenager!)

Blessed Autumn

The first round of edits for NUERMAR'S LAST WITCH are completed (Thank the Goddess!) and I sit at this window, south of Summer, and watch the leaves ripple in a growing gold and russet cascade. It rained yesterday, and for a few days before, the air tepid and humid with moisture--yet I yearned for the feel of flannel. Today, the air is cooler, the tea in my mug is hot and my mind drifts the pleasant taste and texture of hot cocoa on my tongue.

I love Autumn.

This Summer had so many ups and downs, joys and heartbreak; truly the most tumultuous time I think I have ever endured. I am glad to have come out of it intact, to be me. Galadriel's line in LOTR's comes to mind, where she pleased in the fact that she resisted the Ring's temptations and remained simply Galadriel.

From it all, I have learned that the best lessons learned are those hardest taught, that the rewards are sweeter for the suffering endured, and that some losses go soul deep. I've learned to be damned grateful for what I do have, and for that which I have not. I am truly Blessed with good friends, a loving family (even if some of them drive me insane), and a budding writing career. And as to the writing career, I am further than many, but not further than most and I know I have a hellish struggle to get where I want to be--but I am ready and willing, and embrace that challenge with arms wide open.

I look forward to long talks with my friends, walks with the dog, carving pumpkins and toasting the seeds. I look forward to chilly days with music streaming from my speakers, fingers dancing across the keys as a waft of steam from my cup drifts past my screen. And, so I ask, what are you looking forward to doing this Fall? Will you be reading, or writing? Will you be out in the crisp Autumn air? Or, will you miss Summer?

And away we go!

Goddess, lend me your strength and guidance through the coming trials!

I received an email from my Samhain editor today--she's one-third through with the edits for Nuermar's Last Witch. *gasp*

I don't know if I should be excited or scared. I know my writing style has evolved so much since I penned that first novel, years ago. How bad will the edits be? I should find out in about a week.

Pray for me, Y'all!

I shall prevail. The book will be awesome. Abundance will abound. So mote it be!

Enough said...

Write through it?

I am very much a 'feel it' kind of writer. I need to feel it to write it, even if it's a superficial connection.. But, now that there's actually demands on my writing (of a sort, I ain't that famous yet) I'm trying to write when I don't feel any attachment to the character, or any immersion in the story.

(This is not a pity party, but a way of explanation) This summer has been particularly rough. A fair bit of drama around my penname's release, including the original cover artist renigging due to rights issues, and scrambling last minute to get new artwork. Preparing for, and taking two trips to Chicago. Add to that, personal life issues with friendships, and two of my siblings' marriages imploding. It makes for a poor writing atmosphere.

My question is, how do you drag yourself out of such a funk? Or, do you write through it? I know what my writing is like if I force it--it sucks. I don't want my writing to suffer for my mind and heart not being in it. There are moments, like brilliant flashes of light, when inspiration strikes and I run for the keyboard. But, it's not a sustainable drive--when the scene is typed, things seem to dissolve.

Maybe when the kids go back to school, I'll be more on top of my game. A little normality might be nice. At least things will be quieter.

Quiet is good. :)

20 THINGS I HATE

**Sister, please! Just twenty??**

1.) Busy-body Bitches. STFU, keep your nose in your own shyt--it's smelly enough that you don't need to dig into mine, or anyone elses for that matter.

2.) War protesters. Just because you have the right to free speech doesn't mean you need to use it. Keep your black t-shirts and fucking signs out of our parks. PEACE THOUGH SUPERIOR FIRE POWER

3.) Arrogance. Ain't nobody perfect, Honey, everybody's got a skeleton.

4.) Feeling pushed. Never, ever push me.

5.) Back stabbers. Smile when you hold the knife--et tu, Brute? In case you're wondering, yes, it is familiar to me.

6.) Cartoons. Okay, honestly I used to watch them with the kids *gasp* Now they bug the shyt out of me...unless my caffeine levels are low.

7.) Homie swagger on a white boy. STFU, pull up your pants and speak clearly--your momma didn't raise you to be a hood rat. (Nothing racial here, it's the attempting to be something you're not)

8.) Anorexic bitches in Hollywood. Please, woman, have a damned sandwhich--we don't need to see your bones. That shyt ain't natural; women are made to have curves.

9.) People who glorify those hated in #8. Every heard of enabling? Quit treating them stickbitches like the goddesses they aren't!

10.) Tardiness. I try my damnedest to be on time, so should you. Unless you can't, then have the curtesy to call.

11.) Rude cashiers at the drive-thru. Hello? You choose that job, be nice or GTFO. It's called "customer service" for a reason.

12.) Activists--political, religious, what the fuck ever otherwise. Keep your opinions to yourself.; I don't push mine off on you. You might have the right to free speech, but the pursuit of happiness comes first, and your yapping pisses me off.

13.) Getting lost. Hate it; it scares me, and I am loathe to show fear.

14.) Unacceedable expectations. Be realistic, be forgiving when expectations aren't met.

15.) My own tendancy to take on too much. Yeah, I hate that in myself. I've gotten my ass into more ringers than I care to think about.

16.) Hot weather. Enough said...

17.) People who have no imagination.

18.) People who condem those who do.

19.) Noise. Music is great, I'm addicted to that, but that superfluous noise drives me nuts.

20.) My own ability to be so easily distracted.

I tag Candice! :P

BRAINFRIED

Yup, that's me. Brainfried and it's only Tuesday. Yippee. Too many WIPs, too many if-than's, too much hurry-up-an-wait. I sit here thinking, 'I need to write.' I don't write well when my brain is mush.

Add to that, so serious disappointment in Dysfunction Junction, otherwise known as my family, and well *sigh* I don't feel like ME. I feel like the main heroine for my penname. I think I might have to change hats and just surrender to that bitch inside.

Yup, mayhem and coffe sound good in the morning...

Starting a new one

*sigh* Is my head sccrewed on straight? I wonder some times. I mean, OMG I must be nuts to get another blog. But the one I had previously was dead, defunct--road kill and smelly.

So, yeah, time to start fresh, so look for more coming later :)