...but what a bod! Nothin' to be shy about there. Grrrrrrrowf!"Don't keep a man guessing too long--he's sure to find the answer somewhere else." ~Mae West
Sunday, December 31, 2006
He's A Little Shy...
...but what a bod! Nothin' to be shy about there. Grrrrrrrowf!"Don't keep a man guessing too long--he's sure to find the answer somewhere else." ~Mae West
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Reviews For Phoenix Rising I
"PHOENIX RISING I is a brilliant compilation of short stories from five talented authors. With more than one sub-genre represented in this anthology, every reader is sure to find a story or two (or five) to love.
"5 Shamrocks! (The Wolf of Cnoc Meadha is) a funny and quirky story by an imaginative and fresh author, with plenty of sexual tension and amusing characters and situations to keep the reader enthralled. Recommended.
Read an excerpt or buy.
"Life's just a merry-go-round. Come on up. You might get a brass ring." ~Mae West
Friday, December 29, 2006
Reviews For CHRISTMAS CANDY
4 Harps! "With stories from some of my favorite authors like Jamie Hill, Skyler Grey, and Sherrill Quinn, I wasn't a bit disappointed. There's something for every reader in this collection of Christmas love stories." ~Ash, Rites of Romance Reviews
4 1/2 Lips! "With plenty of peppermint sticks, sugar coated nut balls and cream filled bon-bons, there is a story here for you whether your preference is funny, romantic, naughty or heartwarming." ~Susan, TwoLips Reviews
5 Wands! "Kudos to Whiskey Creek Press Torrid for putting together a fabulous collection of sexy holiday stories by some super talented authors guaranteed to warm the cold winter nights. Not a single entry disappoints. From sexy vamps and rugged wilderness guides to aggressive elves and romantic ghosts, there's something here for everyone. Highly recommended read." ~Jennie, Enchanted Ramblings
Read an excerpt or buy.
"Love thy neighbor--and if he happens to be tall, debonair and devastating, it will be that much easier." ~Mae West
Thursday, December 28, 2006
ATONEMENT Is A CAPA Nominee!
Along with some of my favorite authors like Cheyenne McCray, Jory Strong and Mandy Roth, my little novella Atonement is a nominee for a CAPA award in the paranormal erotic romance category at The Romance Studio!
I can honestly say I am thrilled to be nominated, even if I don't win. 'Course, it will be more thrilling to win, but... *G* Anyway, hafta wait 'til February 14th for the winners to be announced. Keep your fingers crossed.
Read an excerpt or buy.
"Don't come crawlin' to a man for love--he likes to get a run for his money." ~Mae West
I can honestly say I am thrilled to be nominated, even if I don't win. 'Course, it will be more thrilling to win, but... *G* Anyway, hafta wait 'til February 14th for the winners to be announced. Keep your fingers crossed.Read an excerpt or buy.
"Don't come crawlin' to a man for love--he likes to get a run for his money." ~Mae West
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Reflecting On Christmas
Yesterday was a bittersweet day for me. For several years now, my family has drawn names for Christmas, so we don't put ourselves into bankruptcy buying for everyone in the family. As soon as someone turns 18, they're part of the drawing if they want to be. If they don't want to be, they don't get a gift. It may be harsh, but it's the reality of economics.
This year I just had a feeling that Dad had my name. When I went over to my brothers yesterday morning for our "traditional" Christmas breakfast, he pointed to two packages and told me they were mine. From Dad. My sister was going to ship them to my house, but G told her to send them to him and he'd let me decide if I wanted to open them with all of them or take them home. Needless to say, I stood there and cried. Then my brother and two nieces and sister-in-law all came over for a long group hug, which made me cry harder. (It doesn't help to know that my sister-in-law is soon to lose her dad, who's struggling with late stages ALS. But at least she won't be getting presents from him from the grave.) I got myself together for a couple of hours, then talked to my mom on the phone and tried not to get too emotional. When I left my brothers, I cried the entire drive home--35 minutes.
I was supposed to go to a friend's house for dinner yesterday afternoon, and I just couldn't. I needed to be alone because every 10 or 15 minutes or so a random thought would go through my head and I'd start to cry. And that's just something I prefer to do in private. Plus I'd prefer to get some of it out of my system before I have to go to work again.
I miss you, Pop. I love you.
This year I just had a feeling that Dad had my name. When I went over to my brothers yesterday morning for our "traditional" Christmas breakfast, he pointed to two packages and told me they were mine. From Dad. My sister was going to ship them to my house, but G told her to send them to him and he'd let me decide if I wanted to open them with all of them or take them home. Needless to say, I stood there and cried. Then my brother and two nieces and sister-in-law all came over for a long group hug, which made me cry harder. (It doesn't help to know that my sister-in-law is soon to lose her dad, who's struggling with late stages ALS. But at least she won't be getting presents from him from the grave.) I got myself together for a couple of hours, then talked to my mom on the phone and tried not to get too emotional. When I left my brothers, I cried the entire drive home--35 minutes.
I was supposed to go to a friend's house for dinner yesterday afternoon, and I just couldn't. I needed to be alone because every 10 or 15 minutes or so a random thought would go through my head and I'd start to cry. And that's just something I prefer to do in private. Plus I'd prefer to get some of it out of my system before I have to go to work again.
I miss you, Pop. I love you.
Monday, December 25, 2006
The Twelve Days of Christmas - Day 12
On the twelfth day of Christmas...
Have a very merry Christmas, indeed!
Have a very merry Christmas, indeed!
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Friday, December 22, 2006
The Twelve Days of Christmas - Day 9
On the ninth day of Christmas...
Check this out. Shelley Bradley has a post about my story, The Wolf of Cnoc Meadha, on her blog this morning.
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Check this out. Shelley Bradley has a post about my story, The Wolf of Cnoc Meadha, on her blog this morning.
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Monday, December 18, 2006
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Friday, December 15, 2006
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
The Man Song
I know y'all are expecting another installment of The Wanderer. I just haven't been able to get my head into a place where I can be creative. I hope to get working again very soon. Please bear with me.
In the meantime, here's another funny song for you to enjoy. My brother G played this for my brother R while we were back in Ohio this past week. I've heard The Man Song before, but it's so funny I thought I'd share it with y'all. Enjoy!
"I only have "yes" men around me. Who needs "no" men?" ~Mae West
In the meantime, here's another funny song for you to enjoy. My brother G played this for my brother R while we were back in Ohio this past week. I've heard The Man Song before, but it's so funny I thought I'd share it with y'all. Enjoy!
"I only have "yes" men around me. Who needs "no" men?" ~Mae West
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Cute Christmas Song
This is a perfect example of the sense of humor in our family--my brother R played this for us when we were home for my father's funeral. Dad would've loved it. But, then, I've been told we have "earthy" humor...
LOLLOL!
"To err is human, but it feels divine." ~Mae West
LOLLOL!
"To err is human, but it feels divine." ~Mae West
Monday, December 11, 2006
Two New Releases
Available now at Whiskey Creek Press Torrid:
Sweet Treats, part of the Christmas Candy Anthology.
Jenna Sweet owns a coffee shop across the street from Gabriel Horne's trail outfitter store. She doesn't think the ruggedly handsome man has been serious in his flirtations with her, but when an opportunity presents itself to find out, she doesn't pass it up. And the treats Gabe gives her are sweet, indeed.
What reviewers are saying:
5 Wands! "Kudos to Whiskey Creek Press Torrid for putting together a fabulous collection of sexy holiday stories by some super talented authors guaranteed to warm the cold winter nights. Not a single entry disappoints. From sexy vamps and rugged wilderness guides to aggressive elves and romantic ghosts, there's something here for everyone. Highly recommended read." (Jennie, Enchanted Ramblings)
Read an excerpt or buy.
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Tall, Dark and Naked, part of Torrid Teasers Volume 18.
Anna O'Banyon is a woman who understands loss and loneliness more than she wants to. She desperately doesn't want to wake up alone on Christmas Day. Jasper Snow, a member of the Winter Clan of the Water Elemental elves at the North Pole, is put in charge by Kris Kringle of the newly-formed Mended Hearts Division of Santa Claus, Incorporated. It's his job to make sure Anna's wish comes true.Good thing for her he's so dedicated.
What reviewers are saying:
4 Roses! "Both stories in Torrid Teasers Volume 18 are quick reads... I enjoyed Sherrill Quinn's story more. The story was fun to read, and who doesn't like a good Christmas story about having a wish come true?" (Pam, A Romance Review)
Read an excerpt or buy.
"Some things are better than sex, and some are worse, but there's nothing exactly like it." ~W.C. Fields
Sunday, December 10, 2006
My Dad
My dad loved to have a good time and make people laugh. Can you tell? This was some time in 1951 when he was stationed in Germany with the Supply Division.
Me and my dad--I wasn't quite a year old yet. But we look pretty happy together, don't we? We always had a good time together.
This next picture was taken in 1966 (we think):
And this one in 1969:
My dad's "spot" in the living room was his recliner. While the recliner changed over the years, it was always "Dad's chair". Sometimes he shared it with me, sometimes he shared it with Mom:
And sometimes he shared it with the dog:
I miss you, Dad. I will always love you.
December 10, 1926 - November 30, 2006
Happy Birthday. Have a slice of cake for me.
"Somebody should tell us, right at the start of our lives, that we are dying. Then we might live life to the limit, every minute of every day. Do it! I say. Whatever you want to do, do it now! There are only so many tomorrows." ~Pope Paul VI
Me and my dad--I wasn't quite a year old yet. But we look pretty happy together, don't we? We always had a good time together.
This next picture was taken in 1966 (we think):
And this one in 1969:
My dad's "spot" in the living room was his recliner. While the recliner changed over the years, it was always "Dad's chair". Sometimes he shared it with me, sometimes he shared it with Mom:
And sometimes he shared it with the dog:
I miss you, Dad. I will always love you.
December 10, 1926 - November 30, 2006Happy Birthday. Have a slice of cake for me.
"Somebody should tell us, right at the start of our lives, that we are dying. Then we might live life to the limit, every minute of every day. Do it! I say. Whatever you want to do, do it now! There are only so many tomorrows." ~Pope Paul VI