I am recovering from the concert last night. Ya know, the screaming (hoarse voice and sore throat), the music (headache), and the late night (bleary eyes). I didn’t drink because I went with my 13 YO and I was the driver so, no booze for me.
No worries. It was a really good concert. Blaine Larsen opened it up. He’s an adorable 19 year old with a great voice - kind of reminds me a bit of Trace Adkin’s voice. The boy next door.
Next came one of my favs, Blake Shelton. That man has the most incredible eyes. He’s also tall and sexy with a great voice. Yum. 
Then the main act, my favorite, favorite, favorite band… Rascal Flatts. Yes, Joe Don is yummy (especially in the Melt video when you get to see him nearly naked 
I have all three albums and could sing any one of the songs from memory (p.s. the word is a new album in the spring yay!). Gary sang my favorite, Movin’ On, really well too. Lots of emotion and his incredible vibrato. Sigh…
They sang lots of different songs including some Beatles, Merle Haggard, and Guns and Roses to mix it up. Jay is a really talented musician and played on a big ol’ grand piano.
I took lots of pictures and they all really suck because it was dark and I was pretty far from the stage. The ones of the big screen were okay, but you just can’t get it from those, ya know?
Signing off to go work on The Treasure. 1500 words a day! Yesterday I only did 1100 so I have an extra 400 to write today (in between the laundry loads 
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Archive for September, 2005
Okay, I’ve given myself two more weeks to finish The Treasure. :shock:
What does that mean? Well, that means I’ve gotten about 40K and I need another 20K or so to finish the story. Gulp.
I will say that my fabulous cp for this book, Sasha White, has been reading about 10-15K at a time and sending it back very quickly. She’s wunnerful. 
So what do I need to do to finish? Well, I need to complete my research on opium addiction - the “bad guy” is actually a woman and she’s an opium addict. I know I’ve said before that I need to do that, but well, I haven’t. 
I won’t be writing this morning - got errands to run, but I have a block of time this afternoon to write. Tonight I’m going to see my favorite band in concert, Rascal Flatts.
However, my self-imposed deadline stands firm at September 30. Wish me luck… that’s about 1500 words a day. 
Hee hee. I love that title… double entendres just slay me, pervert that I am. 
Okay, the news is I just contracted my fifth publishing contract with Liquid Silver Books to publish an anthology I wrote with Robin Danner (fellow Muse Thalia).
My story is The Outlaw’s Virgin and hers is The Sheriff’s Vixen. We even have a topic up already at the SiN Forum.
So the story is two sisters, Millicent and Margaret, are forced to go to the States by their father, a British Lord, to marry their long time fiancees, sons of a friend of his, Earl Lowndes who passed away 20 years earlier. Now Millie and Maggie don’t want to marry men they’ve never met, especially since they’ve lived in Texas since their father died. They hatch a plan to run to their Aunt Gertrude in Corpus Christi and make an escape to a train after their ship docked in Boston.
The train is robbed just outside Beaumont Texas. Maggie (my heroine) is incensed that the gorgeous train robber not only took her money, but kissed her! She hops on her thoroughbred mare in the cargo hold and gives chase. She catches up with him y’all and woooweee… there goes that proper English lady. 
Because you see, the outlaw is really her fiancee Tiernan, now living as an outlaw named Brit. *snicker*
Robin’s story follows Millie, stranded in Beaumont with no money. She meets the sheriff Ben, without realizing he is her fiancee, and gets into hilarious and incredibly sexy tiffs with him. She’s a redhead. Enough said.
I can’t believe I’m at number five already! And I’m 2/3 done with The Treasure, hopefully number six. I have ideas I’ve pitched to Loose Id for a book and an anthology that I’d like to try to get to as well.
I’m shining like the North Star today.
Well, not exactly with balls (okay, I won’t go down that road), but with life.
I feel like a juggler. Balancing and moving things out of the way all the time. Or is that three card monty? :shock:
Really though, my “real” job, writing, promo whoring, being a mom, a wife, and taking care of my house is really exhausting. I could barely drag myself out of bed this morning. I want to spend a day doing nothing but watching movies, eating whatever the hell I want, and reading great books. That would be awesome!
Sigh…. ain’t gonna happen though. My boss at work is heaping stuff on me, being the old lady in the group and managing two big releases, she figures I’ve got the brains to multi-task until my head falls off. Let’s hope that doesn’t happen. 
I have so much I want to do and so little time. I squeeze every second out of my lunch hour at work so I don’t have to run errands on the weekends. Hah! That doesn’t ever work. There are always errands to run, aren’t there?
Now the 13 YO wants to take piano lessons. That’s another to add to the task list. I’m just waiting for the 9 YO to tell me what he wants to do next.
I might rant and bitch and moan (like today), but I wouldn’t trade my life for anything. I have never been at a place where so much was going on (just got e-book contract #5 yesterday yipee!) and so close to achieving my dream of being a full-time writer. Wait, let me use the word “author” - that’s what my 9 YO tells his friends his mom is.
Back to work - gotta get the manual information off to the printer for the new release.
Signed, a tired but lovin’ it Author
I love to kiss. Oh, how I love to kiss. There are so many different ways, shapes, and ideas for kissing - you could spend a lifetime exploring and perfecting.
For some people, kissing is only a peck or a brush of lips across the cheek. Blech. That’s sooooo boring. Of course, many of these non-kissers are a bit weird about germs, as in “do not want to share yours”.
There are nibbling kisses, sucking kisses, teasing kisses, tongue kisses, and the list goes on… My favorite is probably the teasing kiss - a light brush of the lips with perhaps a lap of the tongue.
I found a manual of kissing for young people (I think) - was an interesting read The Art of Kissing. Another good site is The Lost Art of Kissing.
She brings up the point that kissing reminds of being young. Remember that first kiss? The zing, the rush of feeling, the excitement? Kissing can help you rediscover a level of arousal that may have been dormant.
My characters love to kiss too and I have to say, it’s hard to get the movement just right when you’re writing a kiss. I just wrote a scene where two people got married. The wedding wasn’t exactly traditional and neither was the kiss. They did get a little carried away though. *snicker*
How about you, what’s your favorite kiss?
