Wow, it’s the middle of February already — the time is just flying by. Thanks for your patience while I’ve been hiding away in my writing cave. But this year I made the resolution to stop over-editing and get more work ‘out there’ and that means putting my butt in the chair, my hands on the keyboard and writing forward. Which means my poor blog has been suffering a serious case of neglect lately.
Our new kitty Spike is settling in quite nicely, and has us completely wrapped around his tail and is ruling the roost already.(Gizmo Guy declared he’d be the kitty’s boss. Um, yeah, we’re going to let him go on believing that. Everyone else knows better.) He tries to find the highest spot in whatever room you’re in — here he is on the back of the couch in the family room, but another favorite spot is the top of the couch in the boys’ room in the basement. He’s been to the vet and had his shots and he’s healthy, so we’re thrilled the way it’s going. I’m out today to buy a scratching post for him.
Writing-wise, things are heating up. I’ve received the Art Fact sheet from Carina so they can get started on the cover art — it’s really exciting to be working with them.
And thanks to some
threats prodding by taskmaster whipcracker slavedriver lovely Vivian Arend, I’m working on rewriting a paranormal romance I originally wrote back in 2007 that involves shapeshifting wolves and a merman and humans… oh my! It’s another menage — which will make it my third menage, although this one has a strong m/m/f element. I’d love to tell you more about it, but I am becoming a little superstitious and don’t want to start talking about it too much unless I know I can find it a home.
I’m in the home stretches of editing the second draft (it’s a novella) and hopefully I’ll be able to send it out to my CPs soon because I also can’t wait to get back to Chad’s story. Poor Chad he’s been waiting for so long for his story to be told. And for his wife to return. Which leads me to …
“Whazzat? How’d she make that leap?” I can hear you saying. GG and I have been sitting watching the Olympics since they started last weekend (hey, they’re in CANADA, remember? Of course we’re going to watch. Ok, I confess I probably wouldn’t have been watching if they had been anywhere else. There are few winter sports in the Olympics I generally find interesting enough to bother with.) Anyway, KD Lang sang an amazing rendition of Hallelujah at the opening. I’ve always been a big fan of hers back from the days she first sang Craving–she’s got such a beautiful smoky, sultry voice. And her version of Hallelujah — well, I’d loved Justin Timberlake’s version on the Hope for Haiti fund raiser, and just had to have her version too. So GG bought me KD’s Recollection album and I discovered a couple beautiful songs on it. One that had me listening over and over was her rendition of Roy Orbison’s Crying. You’ll see a lot of authors talk about their play lists that they listen to when they’re writing. I’ve decided this one is going on my play list for Chad’s story since his is a story of love-lost/reunited love.
And then I listened to another beautiful song she did called Barefoot. I can’t say I’d ever heard it before, but I pulled it up on YouTube and immediately thought of Viv’s Wolf tales. I fired her off an email saying “You have to listen to this, it’s perfect for your wolfies.” (By the way, you can download the first book in her wolf series, Wolf Signs, for free from Amazon for the Kindle, or from the Nook.) Then when I was listening to it this morning, I realized there are lyrics in it that are perfect for my paranormal too. So it’s being added to the playlist for that story.