I dream a lot. Not only while I sleep but I day
dream and fantasize lots during my waking hours. I mean I daze off while I’m
doing other things…working, cooking, driving… Yikes!
Often I won’t let myself wake up because I’m in
the middle of a dream, even if it’s a bad one. How do I know? I guess I’m on
the verge of waking and dreaming at that point.
Some of my stories are the result of my dreams,
day dreams, and fantasies.
I keep a dream journal to capture my dreams. I
wish I could take the credit but it was my daughter’s idea. After I described
some of my really weird awesome dreams to her, she suggested I jot them
down before they flitted into never never land.
I don’t know about you, but a couple times, I
woke up sobbing because the dreams were so intense. Luckily that hasn’t
One particular dream visits me a lot, and that’s
about an old boyfriend whom things didn’t work out with. However, things are
quite different, usually better, in my dreams. Sometimes the dream gets extremely
steamy. I doubt I’m the only one whom this has ever happened to. Otherwise
songs wouldn’t have been written about this exact thing. Two that come to mind
are ‘Dream Lover’ by Bobby Darrin and ‘All I Have To Do Is Dream’ by the Everly
My recently released story by Totally Bound, ‘Her
Men’, is based on dreams. The heroine Julie has dreamed, day dreamed, and
fantasized about the two men in her life that she has never forgotten. This has
been going on for twenty years. Finally, when a reunion comes along she takes a
chance to see if one or both not only remember her, but perhaps have dreamed
about her too. She hopes so.
Forty-four year old Julie Weston has
loved Timmy and James since her college days twenty something years ago. She's
fantasized about both all these long years, never able to choose between them.
Hoping Tim and James will attend, she
attends their college marching band reunion. When both men show up her dreams
are answered. They're sexier than she imagined and she hopes they won't be
disappointed by her older self.
It turns out both men came just to see
her again and neither is happy about the other’s presence. They fight over her,
confusing her more than ever. It takes a hot ménage…or two…for her heart to
decide which one she’s in love with.
Oh God. She couldn’t make up her mind, just
as she’d feared. They were both fulfilling her dreams and almost her fantasies. Why couldn’t she be like Connie and love just
single. And confused,” she admitted unhappily, hoping and praying her answer
wouldn’t drive either man away before her heart could decide who it wanted. She
held her breath, waiting for James to drop her on her ass and leave in disgust.
stayed. His eyes darkened. His fingers bit into her arms, but he didn’t walk
away. Instead, he kissed her again, rubbing his groin against her. When he
finally released her, he promised, “Game on.”
stomped over and shoved James away. “What the hell was that?”
pushed him back. “What in the hell does it look like?”
your hands off her.”
don’t see a ring on her finger, and she started it.”
wrinkled his brow, captured her hand and yanked her to him. “She’s had too much
she help up one finger and repeated, “I just had one.” She thought it best not
to mention the Benadryl.
sad eyes, Tim asked, “Who do you want? Me or him?”
back sudden, scalding tears, she freed herself, stepped back and regarded both
men. “I don’t know.”
expression grew incredulous as if she’d struck him. He echoed, “You don’t know?
Since when do you like him?”
since you dumped her,” James said with a sneer. He puffed up and faced off with
Tim. “If you don’t like it, back out. I’m going to fight for her—like I should
eyes grew large as saucers. “I had no idea. You were with Theresa…”
dropped me like a hot cake. And you disappeared.”
heard she was going out with Gus, not you.” Tim looked around as though to make
sure Gus wasn’t about to pop out of nowhere.
heaved a sigh. “Gus was my friend. He fell for me, not vice versa. I feel bad
if I led him on. It wasn’t intentional.”
me? You never realized I liked you as more than a friend,” Phil interjected as
he danced nearby with Anita.
blanched and wanted to evaporate.
winked. “It seems you were quite the siren, leaving all of us shipwrecked in
she clasped her hand to her throat. “I swear, I had no clue. I’m so sorry.”
you’re still leaving us in your wake, honey.” Tim glared at all of them and
fisted his hands on his hips.
Honey? She didn’t like the sound of that.
Ladd is a disabled Air Force vet that is hard of hearing but still loves
language, especially the written word. She loves a sexy man, especially one
with a military background and they’ll often pop up in her stories. She also
loves cats and has been known to empower a cat with the gift of speech.
Unfortunately he wouldn’t shut up. J
She loves to plug into Pandora and sip Diet Coke while writing, usually with a
cat or kid at her side.
Lancaster's Way 2: yesterday, I managed to get the galley proofdone on A Different Way Of Seeing... I sent them back to Annette S. at formatting (MLR). I also chose some more to do with the cover art for this story... only minor changes. I will show you the end results as soon as I get them... so excited.
Moon Runners 1:I'm doing the beta edits... before submitting Heart-mate, Mine!(the title may change). I'm at the stage of going through and getting rid of the dreaded words that we all use and shouldn't.
After I finish with the beta edits I'll get right back onto The Diamond Rose 1:Gateway Of Kalethia. I have some scene joining to do and adding more descriptions seeing as I have a tendency to forget to describe anything of importance.
"Stupid is as stupid does..." that quote from Forrest Gump so fits me right now. I found a whole lot of flash-drives... and stupid me thought I'd just plug them in and see what was one them.
All I can say... one said flash-drive I couldn't open anything on it and when I pulled it out of my computer the whole computer changed.
I hear you asking me how? well that panel that opens up when you press on the files icon was just gone... everything just magically went away. I'm assuming the flash drive contained pictures from my first trip to America... but for the life of me I can't access anything.
Lesson learned... Don't open up anything when you have no fricken clue what the damn flash drive contains. I'm just lucky when I shut down the whole computer and restarted it everything came back.
Quinlan handed the note Josep had given him to Fane, who seemed to be
just as overcome with both a mixture of grief and happiness as Quinlan himself
was. He was glad Talon and Javier were tending to the man because right now his
thoughts were focused on his own war waging inside of him. Grabbing Josep’s arm
he walked over to Ingrid and the others. Quinlan looked into the sea green eyes
of Josep and asked, “Is he truly safe?”
“He is… or at least he was when I left him. I’ve
left men that I trust completely to keep watch over them both.”
Ingrid stood beside him and Quinlan smiled when she
spoke. “Tell the rest of you men to come into the open. If what you’re telling
us is true than they have nothing to fear.”
Josep cupped his hands to his mouth, let out a
whistle making the perfect echo of the Nightjar’s call, it wasn’t long before
the three other men in question walked out of the darkness.
“My men are Conner, Vayne & Andrej. They come
with me only as protection. Once I’ve established the note is truly from
Consort Brayden, and you will cause me no harm they’ll head back and help our
friends look after your kin.”
Ingrid tapped Quinlan’s hand and he got the message.
His royal bodyguard believed them, nodding he spoke. “We’ll not harm you. I
want my husband back and you are the one who knows his exact whereabouts. Will
you and your men help us rescue him?”
“Yes, that’s the reason I’ve come, but we do have
conditions.” Josep sounded nervous. “When all is said and done, then me and my
men—all of my men will be returning to the High City of Panthea with you. We
have all sworn to protect and serve the old ones. All three known to us, and
the others who will come to us for protection.”
“Others?” Quinlan asked. He couldn’t even begin to
fathom there were more shifters out there among them. How had he not known
Josep smiled and nodded, “We were once the children
of Varnuse. We studied the ancient ways of how life was before everything
changed and our histories were forgotten. There’s more than just the shifters
of this family line. There are five in total: cat, which is in the Caldwell
lineage. There are also wolves belonging to the Wharden lineage. Avian shifters
who were born into to the Aarondyte lineage. Sea creatures belonging to the
Waterford lineage. The fifth is a rare lineage who can take the form of
“And which lineage do they come from?” Quinlan
asked. All of this was news to him. Once home he was going to make sure he was
brought up to date on everything. Right now he’d have to settle for the crash
course on the species he never knew about.
“I do not know,” Josep answered, “we never did work
out just who they belong to. Al we do know is they exist. I can’t even tell you
how many they even number.”
Talon stepped forward. “Is there a way of finding
Josep shrugged, “Through study.”
Quinlan groaned in frustration. “So you’re
basically telling me we need to find these other lines of old ones and bring
them in under our protection.”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying. Once we’ve
rescued your kin, and return them safely home you’ll need to search out the
others who’ll eventually need your protection. It was once said long ago the
sentinels of the high city would be the ones to mate and protect the old ones.
So for every sentinel you have, I can guarantee there’s an equal number of old
ones out there in hiding and waiting to be found.”
“Shit!” Quinlan scrubbed a hand over his face I
Fane interrupted, “Twenty-five… I was a sentinel
when Thayer was king.”
Josep, Vayne and Andrej all nodded. “Five sentinels
for each sect of old ones.”
“So that means there’s still two more of my kin out
there somewhere.” Javier looked in shock.
“I wonder who your mate is.” Talon asked sadly.
When Quinlan turned and stared at him he continued. “It can’t be me because I’m
not a sentinel. I’m just a palace guard.”
“No! Talon you’re my mate. We’ve bonded, it cannot
be anyone else” Javier grabbed his arm, pleading with his strange eyes. “I only
“Then I guess that throws out your theory,” Quinlan
turned to Josep.
“No, my theory holds true. King Thayer belongs to
the last generation of old ones. So that means that you have twenty-four
sentinel plus Talon who is apparently meant to be one.”
“But I’m the king and no longer a sentinel. So your
theory is still wrong.” This was all making Quinlan’s head spin. And right now
they didn’t have time to debate this. He had a mate to rescue.
Andrej coughed and said, “That’s because you’ll
recruit yet another sentinel who will mate with your son… I think.”
Fury rushed through Quinlan at the man’s words. “No
one will be touching my son.”
This brought a snicker from some of his own men. And
Quinlan knew he was being an arse, but just the thought of someone laying claim
to one of his children was ludicrous.
“King Quinlan, we need to get you hidden before
Tondran finds this place.” Ingid urged.
Quinlan shook his head. “I hide from no one.”
“Master Brayden.” Brayden came awake to someone
shaking his shoulder. His mind was fuzzy and it took him a moment to realise Lucas
was talking to him. “Wake up Brayden. Tondran and Ormand are back in the
compound. Vayne just got back with a message from Josep. King Quinlan and his
men are getting ready to come and rescue you, but for now it would be wiser if
we spirit you away from here.”
Brayden pushed himself into a sitting position. His
stomach ached at the thought of Quinlan coming here. Josep had been gone for
just on two weeks. More than once it had crossed his mind the man had been
killed, but Lucas’s words gave him new hope.
“Where are you taking me?” he reached for his
father’s unconscious body. “I can’t leave my father behind.”
“Your father is also one of ours to protect. The children
of Varnuse will hide you well until we can take you to your rightful home.” He
smiled, “Now come. We need to be away before Tondran decides to follow through
on the execution of King Thayer.”
They were the exact words needed to get Brayden
moving. His distended stomach no longer fit in his clothes so he welcomed the
robe one of the men held out to cover his nakedness. “Thank-you.”
The young man smiled and bowed in his direction while
he took a careful hold of Brayden’s arm to steady him. Brayden watched as
another man gently picked up his father, and led them from the room. He wasn’t
going to look back on what had been his home for the past few months. Leaving behind
the confines of this cell was the first step in the rest of his life. A life he
so desperately wanted to share with Quinlan.
As they stole along the corridor a thought struck
him. “Lucas, who are the children of Varnuse?”
Oh...My...God... As I told you yesterday I'm re reading The Lines Of Marsden. Today I realise I need to send out a big apology to my editor at the time Kimberly Brandt... I finally get what you were telling me.
I recently acquired a copy of a styling guide which explains all those things you tried to get through my head, and I fought you so hard on.
I'd also like to apologise to all my past, current, and future editors, as well as my beta readers. I won't say my habits will change over night... but I'm starting to work on everything I didn't understand and had locked in the back of my mind.
So today I'm sending out a big thank you to the awesome Kathy Kozakewich over at Fireborn Publishing who gave me the guide in the first place. You totally rock!
I started off today by going through and re reading what I've already written on The Diamond Rose. I'm trying to eliminate the use of the words: That... Felt... Like, and so on. I can't believe how different it reads without them.
I've also been of a night re reading The Lines Of Marsden, and taking down notes of all the important stuff. The more I read these books the more I like Doyle... I don't know why he's my favourite he just is, with Michael coming in a close second.
NOTES: The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles was excellent... I will so be buying it on DVD when it comes out... This weekend I'm taking Emily and Ethan to see The Maze Runner.
Yes, I feel like throwing my head back and screaming. Why, I hear you ask? Because I was writing down all the wordages I have in all of my WIPS so I know which books I need to pull into line for my writing schedule. Only to come to see I've lost all my work containing to The Connelly Chronicles.
I can look at this from two ways:
(1) I've moved it to some weird arse place on my computer that I just haven't thought of to look yet - Hopefully Emily will have better luck.
(2) It's a gone for good and I have to start from scratch. At least I've still got most of my hand written notes to fall back on and my wonderful editor, Faith B-B sent me the in depth synopsis for each of the books so it at least gives me a starting point. I'll let everyone know if I find them or not...
On a brighter note: I'm taking the kids and a couple of nieces (ranging in ages from 13 to 31) to see The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles tomorrow at the cinema's. So really we're going because I want to see them and I'm dragging them along with me.
I also have a release date October 3rd for the upcoming Lancaster's Way 2: A Different Way Of Seeing. I will share the cover art with you all when I get it.
This story started out as my first free read for the Don't Read In The Closet for the MMRomance group over on Goodreads. Where we got some pictures and a prompt and have to write a story that fits the scene we have been given.
Book 1:Shadows On The Heart - I fell in love with the characters in this story, and in the 15K we for this round were allotted I wrote my heart out. it was my first time and I was such a newbey that I'll now admit that I nervous wrote - so parts of it when I read it back make me cringe. hence the reason I've decided to re write the whole story and extend it by a good 25K, bringing it up to around 40K I have this scheduled in to finish as part of my NaNoWriMo challenge. Once I submit this book it'll end up with a whole new cover... which will be exciting.
I'm hoping in the extended version I'll try and answer all the unanswered questions concerning Rurik, Andreas, and Leif. So if you have any leave me a comment and let me know.
Book 2:On The Flipside Of Reverse... This is the story of Tucker McCrae (Drunken Witch),Kylfa (Viking), andHarpin (Other)... When I saw this picture I knew I'd found my inspiration for Tucker. Tucker has to decide whether or not he'll try and return to his own time or stay in the past with Kylfa and take the new life he's being offered. the viking village soon comes to learn Rurik's secret when strange things begin taking place in their village... people begin disappearing never to be seen again while others come back changed, and not always for the better.
Book 3: Following The Aftermath... yeah that's as far with the planning of that one I have done all I know is that there is a dragon shifter, a viking, and another time traveller.
For once in my life when I make a schedule I'd like to be able to stick to the damn thing (Yoda is so going to kick my arse). I had it all worked out perfectly... I have the whole writing schedule fixed for/until the end of the year... Don't get me wrong I'll still be able to get it all finished... I just may have to write on a few of the days I've have marked as off/away days to catch up on what I've missed due to real life.
So if I'm MIA over the next three and a half months you know what I'm up to. After being ill for that three months I needed to try and get myself back on track and finish some of the mostly done stuff among my WIPS...
I wish the weather would make up it's mind what season it wants to be... because this constant changing is driving me nuts.Here is my first attempt at writing for the Totally Bound Blog:
This is a series that came to me in a dream. Okay, partly in a dream the other part was from the song of the same name by Bring Me The Horizon.
This world is basically fey and demons living among the human population without them knowing the humans know the others exist.
Book 1:Blessed With A Curse... is where we learn what Experimentalsare... or more to the point who they are.
Fey like things to be perfect and anything not deemed perfect is cast aside... enter the experimentals... the ones their own kind didn't want yet some decided it was okay to take the defects and use them for their own gains.
In this first book Stormand Heathdiscover what's happening and decide to put a stop to it as they fight to find a cure for what's wrong with Heath, but will years of hurt and misunderstanding be enough to save their love as well as their lives.
Book 2:Running Into Zero Tolerance... Linchas found his mate in the most unlikeliest of places and is now on the run with Skylar as they make their way to the safety Storm and his band of misfits are offering. Along the way they have to face untold enemies as well as picking up a few strays who also need saving.
I have to admit something, I'm sure a few of you already know. this is a 3 series world, and for some fucked up reason I decided to publish the last series set in this world first. There's nothing I can do about it now, but I thought I should let you you all know that when I'm done with Sons Of EvenmoreI'll go back and sub all 5 books in Pack Patters & all 5 books in Watson Falls.
In those first 2 series you learn all about the arsehole bad-guys who started the whole damn thing. and how our good-guys started defending the populace against them. I came up with this story idea while sitting on my front veranda watching the lizards boss each other around in my yard and how when the birds showed up they seemed to all scatter and run together as if to hide from the common enemy. I got to thinking -- What would happen if they banded together and fought back?
So when I started writing these series I decided that I was going to have my good-guys band together with some of the most unlikeliest of allies... so my paranormal adventures began.
Back to Sons of Evenmore for a moment...
Book 1:The Crimson Grimoire... we get our first look into the special world our guys belong to... and we learn why this particular vampire coven was created, Jynx and Mannix begin our love affair, even with the rough start, and misunderstandings.
Book 2:Blood To Blood... we meet Jhex, Dom, and Mercer, who help bring other species to the Evenmore Coven as the war seems to be heating up. we meet som new charcters who are from the other two series, and some people who will be important in future books in this series.
Book 3: Fear The Scarlet Moon... takes to the next step in the story line. We are now in Phoenix, Linkin, and ??? (I totally have a mind blank as to what his name is. It's the human who helped keep Phoenix alive while he kidnapped). Phoenix and Linkin have gone out in search of phoenix's still missing sister, and Phoenix wants to make sure the human is safe seeing as they're blood bound.
I just realised that I totally suck, and not in the whole vampiric way... I was trying to do a post for the TEB blog as I've been given the 6th of each month to fill the void with my brand of rambling... I get over there with all intentions of scheduling my post for the right day, but to no avail. And their system just confused the ever-loving-hell out of me. I'm so not techno savvy. Sometimes I wish the instructions came with a dumbed down version. I've had to send it to someone else to see if they can figure out if I've done it right or wrong... knowing me it's wrong... Hell, I'm still trying to figure out how to work the scanner on my new printer... it wants to scan everything to PDF I just want to scan some things as docs or pictures...I need help.
Okay my rant is over...
So now I just want to tell you I'm on track with my writing schedule and I've finally written up and sent back my parts for the Rainbow Awards... Man, I hope I got everything back in time. Why is it when you're busy - the whole world decides to start demanding you to sit up and take notice? Between being ill, and family change-ups, my life has just kicked up a notch now that I'm getting back to writing. Damn and for us it's Father's Day thisSunday, and the kids still haven't finished getting their present for their Dad. So we'll be taking a trip to Toowoomba on Saturday to do that.
On Monday night Em and I went to see Queen & Adam Lambert in concert. all I can say is: it was fricken awesome. A few hours before I'd hurt my back, but I took my pain pills and forced myself to go--there was no way in hell I was missing out on that concert, even though I've been paying for it ever since. But honestly, if you ask me the pain was worth the event. I loved Queen before I love them even more now.
So now I'm taking it easy and working on the stories I'd like to have finished by the end of September. I have written myself up a monthly plan with how much wordage I need to do on both before I achieve my set goal.
A Moon-Runner Story 1: Carlo's Christmas Wishdone by 12 September.
The Diamond Rose 1: Undiscovered Hearts done by 19 September.
The Feeedomers 1: Zephaniah's Angeldone by 30 September
There are also other things on my plate for this month so I hope I can get it all worked out and in place. I want to make the last of 2014 count, and finish off all the little projects I have going on.