Monday, January 31, 2011

Blogging with Charlene


Today I'm blogging with Charlene Wilson.
If you have an opportunity, stop by and say 'hey'.
I'd also like to mention that a group of us have a new magazine-style blog starting up February 14th called Night Writers.
If you are interested in: cats, meditation, gardening, romance writing tips, parenthood, recipes, home tips, and outdoor activities, please stop by. More information to follow.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Blogging at Voices



Today, I'm blogging at Voices From the Heart.


If you haven't entered the Moon Watchers contest yet and wish to do so just leave a comment and mention Moon Watchers.

Enjoy your Sunday.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Blogging at Rhobin's


Today I'm blogging at Rhobin's Rambles. She has the most beautiful background color on her blog.


Don't forget the contest...
For an opportunity to win a protective necklace, Starbucks gift card and an autographed copy of Moon Watchers just leave a comment and mention Moon Watchers.


If you've been following the adventures of Dennis the Menace, an update: He went to a new home yesterday, which pleased the rest of our cats enormously. The hh said that if they'd been in a comic, they'd be on their hind legs dancing and singing, "Ding Dong the(you can fill in your own word here)'s gone.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Blogging with Anny Cook



I'm blogging today with Anny Cook. Have a great day and don't forget the contest.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Misc Ramblings




I'll be at Misc. Ramblings today. Tammi always has info on contests and giveaway. Did I mention she's another cat woman....

Don't forget to enter the CONTEST for an opportunity to win:
An autographed copy of Moon Watchers
A Starbucks gift card
And
A Protective Necklace

Just leave a comment and mention Moon Watchers

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Blogging with the Fuzzies



Blogging today at Pink Fuzzy Slippers. If you have an opportunity stop by.

Don't forget if you haven't entered the contest to win an autographed copy of Moon Watchers, a protective necklace and a Starbucks gift card, just leave a comment and mention Moon Watchers.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Book Boost


Blogging at the Book Boost.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Mission: Rescue Dennis


Friday night started like it normally does. After I got home from work, I fed the cats then we went out to eat.
Dennis wasn't at his feeding station which was unusual. I thought I heard him crying then decided it was one of the other cats.

When we got back home, he still wasn't there. I went out around 10 p.m. and called for him. I could here him crying but didn't see him. So I went inside and got the hh and flashlights and we began our search. We looked for him for an hour. Finally, I located him way, way up in a tree.

The next morning he was still there. Our vet tech told us not to worry about us he'd come down. That was Saturday.

By Sunday we were getting concerned. He was way way up. Note the three prongs at the top of the tree. Yup that's where he was.

The hh went to Lowes and bought hardware and 2 x 4s with the idea of making a ramp for him to come down on. We worked on it a couple of hours but he was just too far up for our makeshift cat ladder. So Dennis spent another night in the tree.

By Monday (today) we were all freaked out.

I called the fire department. Nope, they don't do cats in trees.

So I called the animal shelter. Nope, liability issues, but they did put me in touch with a gentleman whose business was critter control. He kindly agreed to come out and get the kitty down.

When he got to the house, he put a long extension ladder up against the tree and began to climb. I very helpfully stood at the bottom of the ladder ringing my hands and begging him not to fall.

Dennis took it all in stride. Like a true gentleman, he didn't scratch or bite, even though he wasn't quite sure what to make of the stranger looking him in the eye in the tree top. The man scruffed Dennis and comes down the ladder from the top of the tree, one hand on the rung, one hand on Dennis' ruff, Dennis dangling in midair.

About ten feet from the ground, our critter control man starts yelling 'my hand's going numb',with Dennis swinging back and forth in the air, but he made it far enough down for me to grab Dennis.

Mr. Dennis was quite happy to see 'terra firma' after 4 days and 3 nights in a tree. And the hubby and I were pretty happy too.

A big thank you to our 'critter control' man. His job is not for the faint hearted. Thank you, J.

Blogging with Mona


Today, I'll be blogging with the lovely and talented Mona Risk.

If you haven't already done so, don't forget to leave to a comment and mention Moon Watchers to enter the drawing.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Blogging with Julia


I'm blogging today with the lovely and talented Julia Barrett.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Roast and Toast


Today's my roast and toast day. If you have an opportunity, drop by.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

I'm blogging today at Sherry Gloag's


I'm blogging at Sherry Gloag's today, the 19th and the 20th. This is a romance blog. Sherry does a lot of writer interviews.

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CONTEST:

To celebrate the release of Moon Watchers, I’ll be running a contest from Jan 15 and Feb 2. The winner will be announced Feb 5. To enter just leave a comment and mention Moon Watchers.

What do you win?

An autographed copy of Moon Watchers

A Starbucks gift certificate

And a fun necklace that has a protective cross to safeguard against creatures of the night, a blood drop stone to remind shape-shifters you are protected and a star since our winner will be the star of the contest

Monday, January 17, 2011

Blogging with Cindy Spencer Pape


I'm blogging today with Cindy Spencer Pape.

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CONTEST:

To celebrate the release of Moon Watchers, I’ll be running a contest from Jan 15 and Feb 2. The winner will be announced Feb 5. To enter just leave a comment and mention Moon Watchers.

What do you win?

An autographed copy of Moon Watchers

A Starbucks gift certificate

And a fun necklace that has a protective cross to safeguard against creatures of the night, a blood drop stone to remind shape-shifters you are protected and a star since our winner will be the star of the contest

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Blogging at Hywela Lyn's


Today I'm blogging at Hywela Lyn's blog. If you have an opportunity stop by. She's got a great blog and has all kinds of fun graphics.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Moon Watchers Released Today

Moon Watchers, the second in the Hunter Series, is released today. To celebrate, I’ll be running a contest from Jan 15 and Feb 2. The winner will be announced Feb 5. To enter just leave a comment and mention Moon Watchers.

What do you win:

An autographed copy of Moon Watchers

A Starbucks gift certificate

And a fun necklace that has a protective cross to protect against creatures of the night, a blood drop stone to remind shape-shifters you are protected and a star since our winner will be a star in her own right

Blurb:
Some people think being a Were hunter is weird. For me it’s perfectly normal. What I see as odd is my attraction to the hunkalicious Braden Knight. Why? I think he’s a vampire.

Excerpt:

As the full moon rose above leafless black trees, an eerie howl shattered the night. I rubbed the goose bumps on my arms and felt the hair on my neck rise. Moonlight fell in shadowy patches across the living room floor of the cottage I’d inherited on my eighteenth birthday, last week to be exact.

Dad’s in Europe, tracking down a tip he got on a Weres pack. That’s how I’ve come to be alone deep in the forests of Minnesota where there is considerable werewolf activity.

I’ve hunted Weres since I was thirteen, but this is the first time I’ve been completely on my own.

A branched tapped against the window. I jumped then shook my head at my nerves. “Geez.” When my heart settled down, I leaned forward and peered out the window. My hand tightened on the long silver knife at my waist. Nothing moved outside. “Get a grip, Jo.”

I took a deep breath and started toward the kitchen. The tapping came again, this time louder. I whirled. It wasn’t the window, it was the door. Someone or something was on the other side.

My legs stiff, my knees locked, I took one slow step after another. My hand wrapped around the knife and tightened till my knuckles turned white. Who could be out at--I glanced at my watch-- ten at night in an isolated corner of the north. I crept through the living room into the tiny foyer.

I took a deep breath and cleared my mind, the way dad taught me. Nerves left me. The cold logic of the warrior set in. Making sure the chain was in place, I cracked the door, ready to slice anything too close to the opening.

“Hello, Jolene.”

My hand fell to my side. I gaped in astonishment. I removed the latch and stood in the doorway, one hand on the frame, stunned.

“Braden! What are you doing here?” I’d met Braden Knight briefly when I visited my distant cousin Zoe Tempest, vampire hunter extraordinaire. Perhaps you’ve heard of her. If not, I guarantee you will. She’s come to hunting the undead rather late in life--seventeen--but she’s taken to it like a pro, swift, vigilant and tough.

But I’m stalling. I’d felt an attraction for Braden Knight from the first moment I saw his bronzed pecs and thick chestnut hair.

“Zoe told me your dad was in Europe and left you alone in the middle of Nowhere Minnesota. May I come in?”

Damn good question. Zoe had confided her fears to me that the handsome man standing in front of me was of the undead variety. But whether of the pranic--that lives on other people’s energy and aren’t truly undead--or the blood--that survives on warm, red heart fluid--she wasn’t sure.

Zoe’s not even sure he’s a vampire. All she knows is that he has extraordinary powers for a nineteen year old human.

Suddenly, the decision was made for me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a huge black wolf rush forward, its lips drawn back in a snarl, its fangs gleaming, its eyes blood red.

Without thought, I jerked Braden inside and slammed the door. And just in time. The wolf lunged throwing its weight against the door as I locked it and drew the chain. For good measure, I slid an old-fashioned wooden bolt home.

Moon Watchers can be purchased in e or paper at: www.classactbooks.com


Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Winter


The memory of autumn's rage
Lies crumpled and spent
Under the echo of the honking of the last goose.

A young woman, walking alone in a winter garden,
Feels an icy grip seize her back.
She convinces herself it is only the breath of a dying white iris.

An elderly couple, carefully measuring each step,
Pause in their constitutional long enough
To reassure each other of their own reflections.

The cardinals are perched in the evergreen.
A sharp-shinned hawk waits on a barren limb.
Only the wind dances.

One man sat by the river's edge marking time in the creeping ice.
Another man, walking on the muddy bank, foresaw his own ruination.
"What are these to me?" scoffed the snowman.

One must have a mind of winter to find comfort in
The cracked limbs and crusted hills
And the blue stars swirling overhead.
Mike Cox

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Moon Watchers, 2nd in the Hunter Series


Moon Watchers will be released Saturday, the 15th at www.classactbooks.com in paper and e. Moon Watchers centers around Jolene Sayer, Zoe Tempest's cousin and is the 2nd in the Hunter Series.

Intro.

Being a Werewolf hunter leaves little time for estrogen or emotion.

Why do I say this? Because I’m currently in a very odd situation, odder than normal.

My name is Jolene Sayer. I’ve hunted Were’s with my father since I was thirteen. He’s a good dad, just a bit distracted. His first and foremost responsibility, as he see’s it, is hunting Were’s. Same goes for me.

Some people think being a Were hunter is weird. For me it’s perfectly normal. What I see as odd is my attraction to the hunkalicious Braden Knight. Why? I think he’s a vampire.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Galleys Are Done


Galleys for Moon Watchers are done!



Picture courtesy of :www.dailyclipart.net

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Regrets, I've had a few

I had a few regrets when I left the Midwest. No, the weather wasn't one of them. heh heh.
I, of course, regretted leaving family and friends. But what was the hardest shock to absorb was reaching the South and finding there were no Fannie May Candy Stores. No one had even heard of it. Woe was me. Woe was me.
Now if you're from the Midwest, especially Illinois, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Fannie Mae candies has the best chocolate--to my mind--in this world or any other. Its smooth without being heavy, rich without overpowering, and compared to other fine chocolates, reasonably priced.
Easter in the Midwest found people lined up at the Fannie Mae stores to get their specialty Easter Eggs, items that could only be bought once a year: pink fruit and nut eggs and chocolate fudge eggs rolled in caramel and pecans. I kid you not, their chocolate can make you weak in the knees.
After serious withdrawals in the South when I no longer found Fannie Mae in my stocking and Easter Basket, I finally convinced the Easter Bunny how serious this situation was and he went on line to order it, only to discover they'd cut back their line and no longer carried their specialty items. Woe was me. Woe was me.
So there I was still stuck with no Fannie Mae. A few more years went by and the company saw the error of their ways and brought back their specialty Easter Eggs. Life was once again good. Santa and the Easter Bunny delivered via UPS.
So I've been in the South for ten years with no one having a clue what I'm talking about. I look at them pityingly. They have no idea what they're messing.
Then like a miracle, I walk into Walgreens about a month before Christmas and of course hit the chocolate aisle. And there they were: Fannie Mae Pixies and Meltaways individually packaged at a $1.49 per candy. I scoop up a handful and raced to the counter where the clerk informs me that a woman was in just a bit ago and bought a whole boxful. I laugh and say, "She had to have been from Illinois."

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Down for the Count



My DS brought me something back from New York....the flu.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Cosmic Anecdote


The whole universe is singing!
The rhythm of its movements
Multiplies measure upon measure,
Exploding the silence of the deep,
Then tumbles back
Into a syncopate refrain,
Only to break free again
In a kaleidoscopic twist.

Parts of a part
Burst forth in the heat of the day,
Cool in the sea breezes
And fall back to earth
Under an evening star,
Only to rise again,
Under a different sky,

Did you think
You were not
A part
Of the pattern?
Mike Cox

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Strange Happenings

Have you seen the stories about the dead birds and fish?
Five thousand red-winged black birds died in Arkansas, recently. The cause of death: internal trauma and bleeding.
Eighty-three thousand fish died in Arkansas, recently.
They say the two are not related.....Hmmm.
Another five hundred black birds and starlings in Louisiana died.
Reasons suggested for the mass deaths:
Storms
Fireworks
Aerial Spraying
And the coming of 2012

I found the red-winged black bird story especially sad. I grew up in the mid-west where red-wings were a common sight. Seeing them always made me smile with pleasure.
Lets hope there are no more mass deaths of our wildlife.


Saturday, January 1, 2011

Happy New Year


Wishing you joy in 2011