Those who followed my blog tour this summer were treated to a lovely picture of my writing space – it’s the parlor. We’re a family of five crammed into a nearly 200 year old farmhouse that comes with a whole set of challenges including weird lay-out and complete absence of closets. Hubby has taken over the “alcove” on the second floor landing for his office, which left me to use one of the smaller living rooms that I’ve named the parlor.
It’s a major traffic area between the rest of the house and the kitchen, is right next to the front door. My desk is a small sofa and a coffee table, and the walls are littered with white boards and huge sticky sheets. This double duty thing had to stop. I work from home most of the time for my day-job, and when I add my writing time into the mix, I’m in this space most of the day. I need my own office where I can have all my research spread.
So I hijacked the kid’s play room. It’s still not totally private since my eldest son will need to pass through it to get out of his own bedroom, but it’s better than the parlor. The only challenge (besides my children’s dismay) is the vast amount of STUFF the place has accumulated.
These are pictures after the Big Clean. Two trips to Goodwill, and six trash bags later, the room is finally clean. Other toys in a chest and plastic tubs are now squeezed into the kids’ bedroom. I’ve still got a bit more cleaning to do. There are two huge bookshelves that have managed to attract STUFF of their own. After I sort them out, I’ll move them, then get down to painting.
Which led me to one of the hardest decisions in my project. This mural. My very talented artist brother painted it when my second son was on-the-way, and this room was his nursery. We left it when we moved both boys into the bigger bedroom and turned this into the play room.
Ugh – I hate to paint over it. It’s so darned cute, but I don’t think it will be easy for me to write dark fantasy with adorable farm animals smiling at me from the wall.
Once I get some paint on the walls and get everything in place, I’ll post more pictures. I’m so excited! Finally, a writing-cave all of my own.
Because I can’t help but share a little, here’s a quick excerpt from Stolen Souls. Please remember this is a VERY early 1st draft. It’s raw with no edits or revisions at all. Here’s the summary for the novel:
Nyalla is dog-sitting for Satan. It’s a sweet gig for a girl who, up until recently, had been a slave to the elves in Hel. The house is amazing, she’s got the key to the Corvette, and although Boomer is a Hellhound, he’s also a lovable, slobbery companion.
When a newly interred corpse vanishes, followed by a series of grisly murders, Nyalla can’t help but wonder if Boomer’s odd diet has taken a deadly turn. Could the dog be to blame or is there a more sinister creature on the loose? Nyalla must stop who is behind it all before more die – and before the county puts Boomer on death row.
*NOTE: Nyalla has an accent and is a bit confused by human customs here. No one is going to believe she’s spent her life as a slave to the elves in Hel, so she’s taken to telling everyone she’s from Finland.
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I’m excited to be making my short story, Love Magick available as a solo offering late next week! It will still continue to be available as part of the anthology, Beltane: Ten Tales of Magic as well.
Blossom is Wiccan and a pariah in her high school. Only Amelia is willing to befriend her. She’s given up hope that any boy would ask her out, especially Brad, who seems so far out of her league. When popular girl Sheila offers to get her a coveted party invitation in return for a love spell, Blossom is tempted. Can she bend her ethics to be accepted by the others, especially when she learns Sheila wants the love spell to target Brad?
Love Magick has the same quirky humor as my other stories, but has no profanity or sexual content. Yes, your teen can read it, and it’s also suitable for mid-grade readers. I’m hoping that the lack of F-bombs doesn’t keep my adult audience from enjoying it, though. Make sure you’re following my blog, or Facebook page for all the latest announcements!
A letter to all Imp Series readers from the Iblis:
I’ve done my best, but I’m sure you’ve guessed by now that the elves are not going to hold to their agreement. I’m working on it, but I’ve got a lot on my plate right now, including those 495 reports I neglected to complete while I was banished. So just in case you find yourself lured into an elven trap, here are some travel tips to make your stay in Hel more enjoyable.
1. Determine which elf kingdom you’ve had the misfortune of stumbling into and get the f–k out. (profanity edited by webmaster) Click HERE for a map.
- I know my handwriting sucks and I’m not exactly Rand McNally, but it’s better than nothing.
- Yes, I know I spelled desert wrong. I was in a hurry. If it helps you to think of a section of Hel covered in whipped cream, then go right ahead. Trust me, Dis covered in whipped cream would be a huge improvement.
2. If you find yourself captured by elves, here are a few key phrases that might come in handy.
- Lleir hineina bestaelle Wythyn rinc nam winsetl folla tham (Wythyn troops slipped over the border and ambushed us)
- Westhdaelle forbaelyna unyern (The west side of the forest caught on fire this morning)
- Fleonlyn! Fleonlyn! (Run away! Run away!)
3. The best way to survive an encounter by a demon is to convince him something far more interesting/tasty than you is in the opposite direction.
- “Congratulations! You’ve been selected as a Grand Prize winner in the Megapower Sweepstakes Drawing. To claim this valuable prize, just continue to walk three miles east and look for a red flower with blue leaves. Our special prize patrol will meet you there with your winnings.”
- “Dude! Huge-ass party. Everyone is there. Hurry up before the booze is all gone.”
- “I am the personal attorney to Caim, who has been killed by the angels while on vacation and has left a considerable estate. You have been named as his successor, but I am unable to deliver the vast amount of riches and magical items without your notarized sigil at our institution. If you would please accompany me through the nearest gate, I can expedite the delivery of your new wealth.”
4. Make your best way to Dis and ask for Gareth the Sorcerer. He doesn’t speak any human languages, so use hand signals to ask him to shelter you. Pretend it’s one big game of charades.
5. If you can’t manage to get to Dis, make your best way to Kllee and try to convince the elves there to stuff you back through an elven trap to the other side. You’ll wind up somewhere on the African continent. Hopefully you’ve got your passport with you.
Be safe out there. Oh, and pack some food because elven cuisine sucks big-time.
* Imp Forsaken (Imp Book 5) is available now at Amazon and other e-retailers.
It’s out, and three days early, too! Thank you to my editor, Dionne Lister who probably has no hair left on her head in trying to get the edits to me on time, and thank you to Anessa Books for the super speedy job coding and loading.
“Sam is banished to Hel, the bond with her angel, Gregory, broken. Six Elven kingdoms are battling for supremacy, and she’s broken and injured in the middle of the most hostile one. Shooting the top off a royal throne, committing fraud in the completion of a contract, and threatening a high lord hasn’t endeared her to the elves, either. If she wants to free the enslaved humans they hold, she’ll need to find a way to help unite their kingdoms.
But elves aren’t the only problem facing Sam. The ancient demon, Ahriman is holding her to the terms and conditions of the breeding contract she signed – and one thousand years under his claw is looking to be the most terrifying thing in all of Hel.”
I’ll add Links as they come online, but here’s what’s up so far:
All Romance e-Books