I think it’s funny how some dogs get all excited when their person goes for the leash. Because we live so far out in the country, we don’t need a leash. My dog gets excited when she sees me go for my camera.
Winter Twilight
The Dragon and his Knight
It’s officially out!
Buy it HERE Read about it HERE
And a little bit of trivia — the college in this story is loosely based on the University of New Hampshire, though the inside of the lecture hall is at Johnson State College. I am an alumna of both.
Yes indeed, there used to be a bagel cart outside the English Department at UNH, and I hope for the current students’ sake that it is still there, for it sold the most wonderful bagels I’ve ever eaten.
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year, everybody! Just think, a whole new year to read and write in! How exciting is that?
To celebrate (okay, it’s just a coincidence, but still) I have a new, old story coming out tomorrow! The Dragon and his Knight, previously published in the Mine Anthology, will be available as a stand alone story. It’s the first time Justin, one of the original dragons to take human form, and Wells, the knight whom he chooses to be his human guide, appear. They are also in the Notice Series in A Sky Full of Wings, and become important characters in the forthcoming story, Night of Ceremony. And they have another story of their own in the Shifting Steam Anthology, called Origin.
So watch for The Dragon and his Knight! I’ll put up the buy link here tomorrow.
Merry Christmas and Interview Link
I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday filled with love!
And for a special holiday treat, here is the link to a podcast interview of myself and Josh from Notice!
Enjoy!
Winter Solstice 2012
Usually on the Solstice, I like to go for a long walk and think about the turning season and reflect on where I am in the universe and where I’ve been since the Sun and the Earth were in this spot last year. However, today marked the end of my second full week back at school after surgery, as well as being very, very busy and very, very stressed. Last night we had an insane windstorm that knocked out our power until noon, which set me up for a grumpy day since I didn’t get to start off with my shower. So when I got home, as soon as I’d dealt with everything I needed to deal with, I took a long, hot shower. That meant that when got ready to take my walk, it was dark, and raining. We’ve had snow all week, but it disappeared today.
So I went out on the porch and took a photo looking into my house, and a photo looking out, and reflected that I’m still here and the world hasn’t ended, or if it has, I haven’t noticed, and called it quits.
Happy Winter Solstice, everyone!
Night of Ceremony is accepted!
Very excited — this morning I signed a contract with Torquere Press for my next novella, Night of Ceremony, to be published. This is the next in the Varian and Josh saga. It starts soon after A Sky Full of Wings ends.
The guys are married, they have a baby, they have a real Old One and his partner as their friends, and man, do they have problems!
I wrote this story last summer. I was having kind of a rough time with health issues and family stress, and even though I had some other writing projects in mind, I realized that I needed to write this story, then. Comfort writing, like macaroni and cheese. Comfortable, familiar characters. Friends.
Two surgeries later, I’m okay, and the book is going to be published. Along with my “real” family and friends, I credit Varian and Josh for getting me through some tough stuff.
Did I do some revisions while on Morphine? That, I’m going to leave for you readers to decide.
Moving into Winter
It’s Thanksgiving!
A day to share with those you love. I hope you all enjoy some wonderful moments.
The Glass Man’s New Cover!
I just got a copy of my new cover for The Glass Man, which was my very first published story with Torquere! Like my new cover for Ice, I took advantage of Torquere’s offer to replace their older covers with new ones that didn’t have their old logos on them.
And, I’m proud to say, I actually took this photo. Yes, that is, in fact, my own left hand! It was no easy feat, shooting with one hand, trying to keep the rose wet so and in the right position so I would get the effect of my star filter, and trying to hurry before I lost the sunlight. I shot this on the edge of my swimming pool, so the blue in the background is actually water. The new cover should be available shortly.
Here’s the blurb:
Seductive and passionate, Zalen is the perfect sex slave. But his owners don’t know the past that Zalen is hiding,, and no one sees the pain in his soul that he seeks to drown in the oblivion of sex. Until one night when he is bought by a radiantly beautiful young lord with a penchant for roses who asks for the one service Zalen is afraid provide — love.
By the time Zalen realizes that the touch he craves is the touch of a rose, it is going to take every bit of the lord’s love to set Zalen free again.
And here’s an excerpt:
A woman answered his knock, and he saw from her downcast eyes and uniform that she was a servant. “Zalen?” she asked, and he nodded.
“The lord of the house would like you to wait in the ballroom at the end of the hall. He asked that you tell him he is the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen.”
“All right,” Zalen said.
“Your money will be on the table when you leave.” She patted a marble table beside the door, next to a vase of red roses.
The ballroom was large and marble-tiled. Hanging from the ceiling was a magnificent chandelier dripping with precious stones, but it was not lit. The ballroom was the loneliest one Zalen had ever seen, and he’d performed in many before coming here. The acoustics would be good, he thought, turning around, gauging the place. He imagined his band set up on the stage, imagined climbing the stairs to take his place, holding his breath as the first chord flew from his fingers, filling the room with sound.
Lost in memory, he didn’t hear anything until the lord of the house was halfway down the sweeping staircase. As Zalen turned and saw him, in his mind he was still the musician, still full of music, not the slave.
And the first words came from his mouth without a thought. “You are the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen.” He held up the rose.
The lord smiled and flushed. His hair was long, silky, and black, his eyes crystal blue, and the red robe that swirled around his slender form sparkled with jewels. Radiance clung to him.
Zalen knelt with the rose clasped to his breast, and then raised his head and offered it.
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dlebrun!
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