Here are thirteen things found in my living room (which is also my writing room):
1. A tower fan. It’s kinda hot these days. Today will get into the mid 90s. I might turn the air on and leave it on all day.
2. My steampunk skirt. I have to move the waistband hooks before the steampunk dinner with friends at a local pub tonight.
3. The cat bed made of fake sheepskin. The inside is liberally festooned with shed cat hair which the fan picks up and blows everywhere.
4. A variety of knitting projects in a wide range of states of completion.
5. My Kromski Minstrel spinning wheel I named Zoya.
6. A beautifully hand painted wood triptych which is my court barony scroll.
7. Five bookcases bulging with non-fiction books. The mysteries, fantasy and romances are in the sewing room and my bedroom.
8. A kitty condo/cat tree which the cats usually ignore.
9. My nook, on which I am trying to read several books.
10. My dumbek, a middle eastern drum
11. A pair of 5 pound hand weights. The dust on them is a sad indication of my infrequent use of them.
12. A tub of Aussie-style black licorice. I adore black liquorice. I just keep forgetting that it makes me sick if I eat too much.
13. My grandmother’s black velvet hat from the 1940s. I was using it for inspiration for my own hat making attempts.
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June 21st is the longest day of the year. Here in Fargo ND sunrise is at 5:31 am and sunset is at 9:22 pm. All those long hours of sunshine gives a person a chance to get all … sweaty. Hot and sweaty. And what do you do then? Shower, of course.
Here are a few pix of what I believe is one of the most beautiful men ever born: Marcus Schenkenberg. If you’re like me you’ll want to get your bibs ready. (to catch the drool, ya know)
So watcha think? Is Marcus drool-worthy? Wanna spend a little time in a shower with him?
Sorry, he’s not the prize I’m offering. Instead the winner gets to read about a Native American Alpha werewolf named Wolf’s Shadow who tries to tame the most luscious (and determined-to-resist) female he’s ever seen in my new book Wolf’s Glory.
And then, to lighten the mood, here is a LOL cat:
Writers are always looking for endearments to have their heros call their heroines. In Sleeping With the Wolf, Taye calls Carla ‘Sweetheart’. In Wolf’s Glory, Shadow tried several before settling on ‘Sunshine’. In Tracking Tami (first draft almost done! Yay!) Tracker’s a matter-of-fact kind of guy, and he usually calls her Tami. Eddie calls Lisa ‘My Sweet Wife’ when he’s feeling insecure and ‘Lisa-love’ when he’s feeling romantic. Here are some foreign words for darling or sweetheart or wife.
1. Cherie – French
2. Querida – Spanish
3. Elskling- Norwegian
4. Kedvenc – Hungarian
5. Alskling- Swedish
6. Lufestre – Old Anglo-Saxon
7. Saiaino – Japanese
8. Habibti – Arabic
9. Winuhca – Lakota
10. Dorogoyaja – Russian
11. Auvati – Hebrew
12. Agape Mou – Greek
13. Jaanemun – Hindi
Most of these would be from a man speaking to a woman. I cannot swear to accuracy or spelling of half of these, as the alphabet used by American English speakers is different than many of these. I’ve read some books where the endearments were so over-used that I couldn’t enjoy the story. Some are ridiculous. “Fairytale Girl” is one that comes to mind. Sometimes they even seem patronizing. What are your thoughts on endearments?
1. Shadow watched the woman riding beside him with wonder. At last, his wolf had chosen a mate for him. And what a mate. This was no thin scrap of a woman. No, his mate was tall and strong, with soft lush curves that he wanted to explore in great and loving detail. Her face was a soft oval with startlingly pale blue eyes and a soft, plump mouth that he wanted to taste again. He couldn’t stop looking at her hair. “Why is your hair pink?” he asked, fascinated.
2. After one last kiss he stepped back. Good thing, too, thought Glory, because the kid was back, all big curious eyes and long black braids. Shadow took the bowl of stew and shooed the kid off. As she spooned warm stew into her mouth she looked around his tent. Spartan didn’t begin to describe it. Glory hated camping even more than she hated clothes shopping. Good thing she wouldn’t be here long.
3. “Excuse me.” This voice was different. Glory looked up and saw one of the plane-crash survivors politely raising a hand like a kid in school. Well, it made sense. She was still in the all-arms and gawky-legs stage of being a teenager. “Excuse me. What exactly do you mean by wolves within you? Is it symbolic?”
4. Glory tried not to cry. She hated crying, especially in front of strangers. But everything hit her at once. Her parents were dead. She was stuck here, in this crazy world with werewolves. For God’s sake, werewolves? She wanted her own bed. Her own bathroom. She wanted her own life back.
5. Glory waited for Sky to hand over the rolled-up bandage, but he was staring open-mouthed at Rose, inhaling deeply, bandage forgotten in one hand. Glory smirked a little. “Rose, have you met Sky yet? Rose, this is Sky, Shadow’s brother. Sky, meet Rose Turner from the plane.”
6. Shadow flipped his waist length hair over his shoulder. This time his kiss was a lot less comforting and a lot more sexy. Damn, he could kiss. His kiss could bring a dead woman back to life just so her toes could curl. It was the type of kiss to make a woman forget the hurt people around her, the blankets boiling in the pot behind her, and even the fact that she was wearing torn, filthy clothes. She felt beautiful and desirable and reveled in it.
7. Did werewolves give off extra-strong pheromones? Glory had read that modern Americans had showered and deodorized natural pheromones away. That couldn’t be the case with the Clan. They all smelled pretty natural, sometimes to the point of stinking. But Shadow didn’t smell bad to her. She inhaled his scent and felt a whisper of desire curl deep inside.
8. He lifted his lips away and stared at her with eyes that shimmered wolf-gold in their black depths. “Are you giving me orders?” he asked with mild disbelief. “All right. But when I come back we’re going to finish this.” He gave her one more kiss and walked away, fading to his wolf form even as he untied the string of his breechcloth and let it drop. Glory had about a second to admire that muscled physique before it blurred into fur.
9. “Yes,” Glory crooned at the dog. “Those two girls are Bad. Calling them bitches would be an insult to you, wouldn’t it? You’re a very smart little dog.” She made little kissing noises before she straightened back up. “Seriously,” she told Shadow. “Those two are a waste of time. The other one, Sherry ? Some guy says she’s his mate, but she’s scared to death of him. And I know why.”
10. Carefully, slowly, Shadow released her. His eyes were almost frightening in their intensity. He turned with deliberate calm and walked with dignity around the fire back to his place. His face was smooth and cold, but his eyes shimmered across the fire at her. Glory swore she saw his wolf in those eyes. And Wolfie was not happy.
11. Before the sun was up Shadow forced himself out of bed. He was careful to smooth the blankets back into place around his mate so that she would stay warm. Did she love him? Once he had thought that just her acceptance of their mating would be enough. Now he knew acceptance alone would never satisfy him. He wanted her heart.
12. Quill put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed. His voice was hardly even a whisper when he said, “It’s hard to not be able to claim your mate.”
13. A familiar scent in the crisp air made Glory inhale deeply, her heart flinging itself into her throat. “Shadow?” She thought she yelled, but it came out in a choked whisper audible only to wolf ears. She didn’t notice the way all the wolves stopped their play to watch her scramble to her knees and swing around. He was there, long hair drifting in the breeze over his naked body, gaze fixed on her. She devoured him with her eyes. He looked magnificent, all bare brown skin and taut muscle under what seemed like miles of black hair.
I’ve now been to my first ever writer conference and it was great! I was afraid it might be a bit of an ordeal for me since I tend to be overwelmed by crowds, but it wasn’t like that at all. I wandered around after registering, looking for online friends, but I didn’t see anyone I knew so I sat at a table with these three lovely people. Maureen,Wendy and her daughter Lilly were very friendly, and Wendy had even read Sleeping With the Wolf! I felt like I had made some new friends.
Later that evening I did find some Divas. It was marvelous to meet them. Now when I am online it will be even nicer because I’ll be able to put faces with names.
I didn’t know I’d have a place at the book signing table so I was totally unprepared. I was seated beside Dana Marie Bell, who was very friendly. I got a lot of great ideas about what to bring for a signing when your books are in e-format. I handed out the rest of my romance trading cards, signed a few shirts, bags and even a kindle cover.
Steph Smith, who recently moved back to Cincinnati, dropped in to say hi and have a drink. Here she is with Romance Diva Neith (Elise Logan)
I didn’t get half the pictures I wanted to. I met so many people that I wish I had photos of like Mary Quast and Rita Sawyer and Nalini Singh. Virginia Cavanaugh and I goofed around in the photo booth. My scanner isn’t the greatest, but here we are, being silly and having fun. It was a great weekend for me and I’m looking forward to doing it again.
This weekend I’m going to be at Lori Foster’s Reader & Author Get Together in Cincinnati. I’m a brand new author and tho I feel i’ve amde friends in the4 writing community I only know them via the internet. So I’m really hoping to meet them in person!
1. Nalini Singh. This lady is no one I’ve even chatted with, but I LOVE her books. I’m bringing Kiss of Snow and hope to have her sign it for me. I hope I don’t go all fan-girl on her.
2. Monette Michaels/Moni Draper. An editor at Liquid Silver Books, she has been very kind and encouraging to me.
3. Virginia Cavanaugh. A fellow writer who stepped in when I needed some help and encouragement with Wolfs’ Glory.
4. Emily Ryan Davis. Years ago I read her Dragon Queen trilogy and when I first joined Romance Divas I squealed at seeing her name. Then she actually posted a response to one of my questions!
5. Sasha Devlin. A fellow author who was kind enough to say she loved Sleeping With the Wolf.
6. Paige Tyler. A fellow author (who has way more experience in the romance pubosihing world than I do) and Thursday 13 participant.
7. Robyn Bachar. Another Romance Diva I want to meet.
8. Ann Christopher. This author kindly volunteered to give me a ride to the airport on Sunday.
9. Keri Ford. A fun loving fellow author and Romance Diva.
10. Eliza Gayle. Another of the Romance Diva crew.
11. Jeanette Murry/KJ Reed. Romance Divas everywhere! This is going to be SO FUN!
12. Linnea Sinclair. Another author I’ll probably squeal over like a fan girl.
13. Mary Quast/Cindy Spencer Pape/Elise Logan/okay, I’ve run out of numbers before I ran out of people I want to meet!
This will be my very first conference as an author, so I’m a little nervous. But I’m going to do my best to put my “I’m-not-shy” face on and get to know some of the marvelous people I’ve rubbed shoulders with online. If you’ll be at Lori Foster’s please come find me and say hello!