Thursday, October 23, 2008
OMG I found this over at www.roflrazzi.com and laughed myself sick.
I mean, come on people! if you're going to snark on a classic like Star Wars, you damned well better do it properly. Seriously. If you're going make a sarcastic statement about Yoda's backward sentences, you had better spell the entire thing correctly--especially the focal word of your commentary. Gramar?? No. G-R-A-M-M-A-R. It's like the proverbial pot calling the kettle black.
Monday, October 20, 2008
There's a battle raging in my brain. Perhaps not quite good vs evil, or even dark vs light. But, the story I SHOULD be writing is locked in head-to-head combat with the story that I should leave alone. It happens to me often, and it seems the more I know I should be focusing on one the more seductive and bewitching the other becomes.
Normally, it's a split down the center--sweet, contemporary romance versus dark, gritty paranormal romance. Hubby always said I'm a split personality, and I guess it really shows in my writing. *sigh*
This time... not so much.
Right now, my contemporary (western) romance sequel and a new contemporary/fantasy romance are at odds. Beau Carlson, a hot kickass sexy cowboy is embroiled in a battle with Adriel, a mysterious warlock. The two contemporary heroines are in the background, hair pulling over who gets written first: The one filled with quiet rebellion who needs to learn to stand up for what she believes in despite the possible consequences, or the one who refuses to believe she is the reincarnation of the warlock's wife.
Is there any question which file is open right now??
See that black cat up there, his name is Basement Cat and he's the lolcat version of the devil. Yeah, he's winning.
Warlock, past lives, and fantasy realms here I come!
Maybe tomorrow I can focus properly...
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Then, their mother walked past. Each engrossed in their pursuit of sweet treats, and all oblivious to me.
I lay beneath a golden maple, upon the carpet of autumn’s splendor. A chill breeze unsettled my costume in its passage. And, the fallen leaves whispered softly beneath my weight--complaining, displeased that my blood stained them crimson…
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
The bottom half, the peaceful winter scene is a great representation of where Slade finds Kally suffering from injuries in car crash and hypothermia. BUT, the uniquely special part is that my hubby actually took that picture last fall, the week I started writing the book! How cool is that?? The photo my husband took, to bring some of the beauty of the West, is now gracing the cover of my contemporary (western) romance! And, in October, to be immortalized in print!