Thursday, October 27, 2016

Go Read & Follow This!

As I mentioned last time, I have talented friends.  Friends plural.  Here's an introduction to another.

Meet Lance Cheuvront.  Or Cutter Murdoch as he's sometimes called.  He's amazing in so many ways I don't know where to begin.  Hmm.  Perhaps I'll let you discover it for yourself.

He's recently set up a blog, Born of Lightning, which he was!  Go check it out.  And be sure to read the About section where he rambles a bit about himself.  Leave a comment and say hello.  He'll be happy meet you, I promise.

Stop back often and see what he is up to.  He is magickal, fun, entertaining and truly one of the most interesting individuals ever!  And so damned talented.  Did I mention that already?

Go here now!  Go!  NOW!!!

Thursday, October 20, 2016

Lois!

I have such talented friends!  This week, the wonderful Lois Kasznia has a new book, The Sin Bin, released with Resplendence Publishing. How cool is it that we now share a publisher?

Being spoiled as I am, I got to preview it before the rest of the world.  Yes, not only is she talented but she's also very generous and indulgent!  I just adore her voice and I know you will too. Romance and Lois's humor (which I love!) with hot hockey players mixed in.  Go read it!  And while you're at it, check out her other books too.

The Sin Bin
Bad boy NHL Star, Scott McGregor, goes through women like water. He enjoys his life and has no intention of settling down any time soon. When he’s introduced to his hockey idol, Sergi Zemtsov, it’s Sergi’s daughter, Kylie, who steals his attention. Other women fade away, and only Kylie fills his obsessive thoughts.

Professional golfer, Kylie Zemtsov is focused on her budding career and doesn’t have time for men. Her legendary father taught her all about players, and she knows she should stay away from Scott and his bad boy ways. It doesn’t matter how infatuated she might be with him, but when Scott pursues, she decides to give him a chance—give them both a chance.

Their timing couldn’t be worse. Scott’s team is in contention for the Stanley Cups Playoffs, while Kylie is on a roll winning LPGA tournaments. Being together means flying from coast to coast and seeing each other whenever they can steal the time. Under great pressure, their relationship is tested, and if they can’t figure it out, they’ll both end up in the Sin Bin serving a penalty that will cost them a lifetime apart.

Saturday, October 15, 2016

Giggle!

Eons ago I used to write poetry.  Mostly depressing but every now and then I'd do something different.  Today I stumbled upon one of those and thought I'd share it with you.  Read it out loud in the creepiest voice you can muster.

Inky slinky don't dare blinky
Oily coily rum tum boily
Warn you once
Warn you twice
Draw the line at warning you thrice

Dangly fangly time to mangly
Seeny greeny oh so meany
Run for life
Fast as you can
Mess your pants you still a man

Stumble Fumble lost in jumble
Wicked kicked in the thicket
Down you go
One last chance
Get up now or never again dance

Choppy loppy lose head toppy
Grippy snippy now you drippy
That was it
Warned you did
Now you stuffed in box with lid

Told ya kulled ya shoulda sold ya
Killed ya milled ya and I billed ya
Serves you right
No do as said
Now you gone deserve to be dead

©2009 Barbara Huffert

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

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Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Happy Girl!

It's time.  For me to disappear from the world and OD on watching the Olympics!  I absolutely LOVE them!  Always have.  Doesn't matter what sport they're showing or if it's summer or winter games.  I watch whatever is going on.  I even upgraded my cable for two weeks so I didn't miss anything.  Only problem - they save the competitions with the biggest names until last on the evening broadcast.  Yeah, so far I've slept through them all.  Hey, I'm generally up and moving at 4:00am.  Midnight is very late for me.  But today is another day and I'll try again. 

Why are you still here, reading this?  Go watch something!  I'm flipping back and forth between women's soccer and men's beach volleyball.


Monday, July 4, 2016

GO!!!




Outside and do stuff.  It's summer.  I've been busy which is why I'm not sitting inside on the computer.  I'm not gone.  I'm gardening!  Lookee!  I'll be back, promise.  In the meantime, GO!  DO!  STUFF!  TOO!



Saturday, April 9, 2016

Disappointing News

I received an email this week.  Bonnier has decided not to launch Evidence Press, the mystery/horror division they were adding to their Totally Entwined Group.  To me, that means Indiscriminate Slaughter is once again homeless.

Disappointing as I said but not truly discouraging as some authors are taking it.  As I see it, the book was accepted, contracted, added to the release schedule.  If Bonnier took it, so will someone else. 

I admit I did give myself a full day to sulk.  There were even some tears.  Disappointing, remember?  But then I regrouped, pulled out my badass writer attitude and sent it back out there. 


Now I wait, though I truly hope it doesn't take forever.  It’s so different for me that I think you’ll be surprised.  It was also a lot of fun to write, which shows, and it deserves to be read!  I’ll keep you posted. 

Thursday, March 31, 2016

It's the Little Things

My poinsettia from last year started blooming a month ago and it’s still gorgeous.  And I finally managed to grow freesia for the first time ever!  It should be open by next week.  I’ll show you.

I caught an employee at my new laundromat today.  My card is successfully registered which means I can go any time, day or night.  If I get there ten minutes before I usually go it will be considered “after hours” and I’ll get a 40% discount.  Yes, I will be getting there early from now on!  While I was there I also put more money on my card and scored a 10% cash bonus.  Yay me!  I’m set for weeks now.  Happy girl!
 
I happened to check the menu at my corner bar even though I hadn’t planned on stopping there today.  Steak and rice soup.  Nom!  No cooking for me tonight and there will be enough left over for lunch tomorrow.


Today was a good day!

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

2:00 a.m. Drama



I was sleeping nicely for a change.  Until Kya, Kitty Warrior Princess decided to play downstairs.  Loudly.  Seriously louder than she has been the past few nights.  Meowing, which she rarely does, bouncing off of things, scampering all over the place. Then she moved her game upstairs to continue playing under the bed.

The boys had been lounging with me but as soon as Kya hit the room they leapt off the bed and pounced her.  Hmm.  Not their norm.  When the racket didn’t subside I decided perhaps I needed to turn on the light and take a look at what it was they had. By then Quinn snatched whatever it was from Kya and had it in the corner behind the window fan.

Yep, it was a wee mouse. Obviously terrified.  Quinn on one side, Harry on the other. Kya had given up by then.  She knows not to get in the middle of them once they are after something.  I would have preferred to curl up and go back to sleep but decided I had no choice but to deal with it.  But first, I made sure the covers weren’t touching the floor, just in case it attempted to make a run for it.

I put on my glasses.  Better to see exactly what was going on, you know.  And my shoes.  Quinn has very long, sharp claws and I would need to get in close to steal the mouse.  I was debating on adding real clothes, again as protection but before I got that far Quinn managed to snag the critter and took off like a shot, Harry and me on his heals.

There are twelve steps in my house. Six feet from where I was sitting on the bed to the top of the stairs. In the seconds it took me to follow, Quinn had the poor thing punctured bad. I guess he clamped down hard when he made his move. I know this because there hadn’t been any blood upstairs and the poor thing was nearly dead at the bottom of the steps where he’d deposited it.

As I was figuring out the plan on how to grab it before Quinn ran again it tried to wrap its tail around itself and hide its face. Very sad.  Now, I don’t know about you but I don’t keep an almost dead mouse disposal kit handy in my living room. Turns out Quinn the Destroyer didn’t intend to wait around for me to come up with something. He grabbed the mouse and, growling ferociously with every step, headed for the kitchen.

Good choice! There was a plastic container drying by the sink which I managed to slap down over the mouse the instant Quinn set it down, I think to start snacking. Okay, step one, isolate the bloody mess, complete.  Step two, slide something beneath it before Quinn realized he could simply give the container a swat and reclaim the mouse, was accomplished in just as long as it took me to pluck a magazine from the nearby table. Then all I needed to do was deactivate the alarm and toss the sad little creature out the door, into the rain.  No, it wasn’t quite dead but I couldn’t bring myself to kill it the rest of the way.  I seriously doubt it lasted long.  

I cleaned up the floors and went back to bed. Kya and Harry came with me so I was fairly certain the mouse hadn’t been hanging with any little friends.  Quinn, on the other hand, was angry.  He stomped around the house for an hour, grumbling and grumping the entire time.  If anyone had any right to be mad I think it should be Kya at Quinn.  She’d been playing downstairs the last few nights so I can’t help but wonder if she and the mouse had become buddies.

I’ve already told them that tonight we are sleeping peacefully, no interruptions.  Wish me luck!

Friday, February 5, 2016