Here we go again

cropped-love-of-books.jpgI have signed up (and paid) for a writing class that starts this Friday.

I have requested an invoice from Romance Writers of America to reinstate my membership.

We’re talking to our landlord about buying the house we live in.

I may be looking for a new job and wouldn’t it be great if it was one I could work at from home like, oh I don’t know, writing?

I know. Pipe dream, but I would like for my second job to be tapping away on my keyboard in my house with its tiny office/guest room in my stretch pants and Bad Wolf tee shirt.

I’ve had some pretty serious health issues lately and with the state of the healthcare system in this country fluctuating daily, I don’t know that I’ll be able to get insurance if I’m self-employed. Staying at my current job may not be an option since every day a new wrinkle in the finances makes it look like there isn’t going to be an office to go to much longer. My boss quit instead of stay and clean up the mess he made. Since he was pulling in the big bucks, he can afford to not have a job at all for a loooooong time. We had a bunch of people apply and even offered the job to a few people, but they could see the writing on the wall and politely declined.

As for me, I’m hanging on by my fingernails. All the work that was dumped on me is slowly but surely being re-distributed to other people who have more functions than just answering the phone and paying the bills. If I were the boss, I would say the person in my position can be the first person to go should letting go of people become necessary.

So, what’s the plan? Hang on as long as they’ll pay me then hope there’s a job out there? Apply for a new job and jump ship at the first chance I get? Keep my head down and wait? Go on vacation, take writing classes, and look at community college for something new that will pay me what I need to get paid while letting me work from home? Yup. That one.

Medical billing and coding is probably the way for me to go. A nine month course that I can hopefully finish before the bottom falls out. Paying for it, a new house, utilities, groceries, insurance, cat toys, etc. probably can’t be done on unemployment, but what if I can put more content up on Smashwords and Amazon? I haven’t listed anything new for sale since 2015 and I’m still getting a couple of dollars a quarter in royalties. Just think if I’d been putting something up every month in those intervening years? Still not enough to pay for college out of pocket (no more student loans for me, ma!), but that scratching post with the rotating dangles or a month’s supply of mint chocolate chip would be in reach I’m sure.

Medical insurance is the big scary monster in all this, but I think we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.

Happier news is vacation is coming up! There’s an eclipse on August 21 I’m not going to miss! I booked the hotel in January thank goodness because hotels in the path of totality are either sold out or cost almost as much as our monthly house payment for a two night stay in a Motel 6. We’ll leave the bedbugs and pubic hairs in the bedding along with the light on for $900, ya’ll. No thanks.

After watching the moon’s shadow cross in front of the sun for two and a half minutes, we’ll head down to the beach and NASA for a couple of days before going out to not one, but two ballgames then heading home. The Daytona Tortugas play in Jackie Robinson Field where some guy broke the racial barrier and became the first African American to play on a major league baseball team. I wonder if the name of the field gives a clue to whom it might be. Hmm. Jackie Robinson was a great ballplayer and I can’t wait to see the place where he made his debut. We’re going to stop to see the new park in Atlanta too on the way back.

Anyone with plans on breaking into my house while we’re away, we have a security system (owner is an ex-cop who insists) and a house-sitter but we are poor so it’s not worth the jail time. Trust me. Anyone who wants to come over and clean is welcome though. I’ll even bring you back a turtle.

I can’t wait. It’s almost the only thing keeping me going at this point. I don’t know what I’ll have to look forward to once it’s past.



Forgive me, interwebs, it’s been over 4 years since my last post. I haven’t reviewed any books. More damningly, I haven’t written any books. What have I been doing? You know like stuff and crap.

This is going to be a short post because I’m writing in my bathtub on my Galaxy Tab and the autocorrect doesn’t like words like damn (it auto corrected that to darn) and it cannot accept that I don’t want to type the word duck as often as it thinks I do.

Couple of big things – huge really – I left my job of 16 years and I got married. My kids moved out, then the dog moved out, then I moved out with the new hubby and the  cats. One of the cats has gone walk about which is a bit stressful. There have been a couple of sightings but that was a few days ago. He’ll come home when he’s ready.

Weirdest thing is I got a library card. I mean  it’s weird I didn’t have one already. I’ve read some books. I got my first late fee a few weeks ago so it’s just like old times.

I’ll expound more later. Right now I’m getting pruney and autocorrect is possible good me off. (No, autocorrect is not possible good ugh)

Red Review at last!

What a gorgeous cover!Red
Kate Kinsey
September 6, 2012

Truly, madly…deadly

Detective Tom Hanson has a string of grotesquely mutilated bodies on his hands and no answers—aside from the fact that the victims were members of an underground sex club catering to singular erotic tastes. Tastes the long, lean detective has sampled himself in the arms of his former lover, a fiery redhead who offered the most erotic, irresistible sex he’d ever encountered. Until the night she’d begged for the one thing he couldn’t give, and he lost her forever.

Gina Larsen is the only one who can guide Hanson through the fringe world of dark fantasy and desire that lies hidden deep beneath the Bible Belt. Lured into her lair by a quest for justice, Hanson discovers his hunger for Gina has only grown stronger and deeper…beyond the edge of control. Soon he’s shedding his last inhibitions in the search for answers, but the more she draws him into her erotic web, the less he can distinguish between passion and duty, pleasure and pain…good and evil.


Short review: Mind. Blowing.

Longer review: Let me start out by saying that I grew up sneaking my older brother’s John Grishams and lying to the librarian saying that my parents said I could check out Nelson DeMille when I was 10. I read this book while having a Castle marathon. I LOVE murder mysteries. That said, I’ve read so many murder mysteries, I can usual figure out the killer by chapter three at the latest. Not this book. I was well into 78% done before I started saying no way is that person the killer to myself. I barely guessed it before the delectable Hanson figured it out. It was that good a mystery.

But hey, isn’t this supposed to be a BDSM erotic novel a la 50 Shades of Vanilla Grey? Never fear, it was both and more. The aforementioned fanfic was written by someone who watched a few videos and read a book while typing on her phone. This novel was written by someone who lives the life of a submissive (and has a full grasp of spelling, grammar, and syntax along with a top-notch editor). She is part of the community and she knows what really is acceptable and what is just abuse wrapped in a silk tie. This is not “mommy porn”. This is The Life as it really is with a tantalizing mystery woven inside and around it.

The beginning is poetic and true. The first chapter is short and ends in heartbreak, but the characters are so well developed in such a short span the heartbreak is shared. I can’t say enough about how well written and detailed this book is in a tight 85,000 words.

The crime scenes are brutal and explicit as are the sex scenes. If you’re squeamish, this isn’t the book for you. If you love a good mystery and know real kink when you see it, dive right in! A+
Legal stuff: I received this book from NetGalley and eKinsington. I am not being paid for this review.

Oh Boy

Image credit to iconzicons at Livejournal

No, I didn’t get my book review up yesterday. I haven’t finished the book yet. Why? Because it is sooooooo good. It’s a very naughty murder mystery and I’m only putting it down for a few minutes to apologize to all of you who’ve been watching and waiting for my usual Saturday review.

I’m reading Red by Kate Kinsey and it deserves to be savored. When I finish it, you’ll be the first to know.

Season for Surrender Review

Season for Surrender

Season for Surrender
Theresa Romain
Kensington Publishing
October 2, 2012

Honor Among Rogues

Alexander Edgware, Lord Xavier, has quite a reputation–for daring, wagering, and wickedness in all its delightful forms. But the wager before him is hardly his preferred sport: Xavier must persuade a proper young lady to attend his famously naughty Christmas house party–and stay the full, ruinous two weeks. Worse, the lady is Louisa Oliver, a doe-eyed bookworm Xavier finds quite charming. Yet to refuse the challenge is impossible–he will simply have to appoint himself Miss Oliver’s protector.

Mischief Among Misses

Louisa knows her chance for a husband has passed. But she has no desire to retire into spinsterhood without enjoying a few grand adventures first. When Lord Xavier’s invitation arrives, Louisa is more intrigued than insulted. And once inside the rogues’ gallery, she just may have a thing or two to teach her gentlemen friends about daring.


Short Review: I liked it.

Extended review: I really liked it. No, really. The only thing I didn’t like was the petulant villain and duh, that’s what you’re supposed to feel about the villain. There were a couple of times I had to go back and read again because no way did that just happen only to find out that it did. The only suspension of disbelief I had was Xavier and Louisa being left alone for so long so often. I also wondered more than once why Xavier didn’t pound his cousin Lockwood into itsy bitsy bits, but the book would have been over pretty quickly if he’d listened to me when I yelled out “hit him already.” Seriously, I talked to a book. That doesn’t happen often.

The characters (even the villain) were intelligent and believable. The verbal sparring was sharp. All the words meant what the author meant them to mean. It was a hardship to put it down and go back to work after lunch. I know, when isn’t it a hardship to go back to work, but it was the book this time. It was a nice escape.

If you like Julia Quinn, you will love this book. I’m definitely going to look for more from this author! A+

Legal stuff: I received this book as an Advanced Reader Copy (ARC) from NetGalley and Kensington. I am not being paid for this review.

A Book Review!

I know, where have I been? Well right after I joined WANA and started this blog, my health went so far into the toilet, I’m now dating one of the Ninja Turtles. Luckily, I got better because I don’t want to go on the cart. Anyhoo….

The picture has me feeling hot too
Feeling Hot
by Elle Kennedy
Samhain Publishing Ltd.
August 21, 2012

In tight quarters, anything can happen.

An Out of Uniform Story

It’s been a rough month for Navy SEAL Cash McCoy. Fresh off six months of celibacy during his deployment, he almost got into a hot blonde’s panties before they were interrupted. Since then, he still hasn’t gotten laid. The reason? He lost her number. And no other woman has replaced her face in his fantasies.

Then his CO asks him to keep an eye on his sister for a few weeks. Just until her psycho stalker ex is transferred. Cash’s new houseguest is none other than the same gorgeous, quirky blonde. And just his luck—his orders include an emphatic hands off.

Jen Scott is having none of it. Now that she has a second chance, she’s not letting Cash slip away. Orders be damned, he’s the one man capable of helping her explore her sexuality. She’s even willing to break her own rule—never date military men—to get the gorgeous SEAL into her bed.

Except Cash makes it clear he wants more than she bargained for. Much more. Not just her body, but the one thing she promised herself she’d never give to a man in uniform. Her heart.

Warning: Sexy SEAL? Check. Sassy heroine determined to seduce him? Check. Scorching hot sex bound to make you blush? Double check. A threesome and some man-on-man action? Triple check. You’ve been warned.

– source

Short review: Oh my. Please read that in a George Takei voice.

Want more detail? Well, I’m happy to expand. H-O-T on so many levels. Hot guys, hot sex, hot fun. If you download this onto your Kindle, don’t blame me if it overheats in your hand. That hot.

That said, there were a few suspensions of disbelief that have to be sustained to enjoy the story. Do all Navy SEALs have threesomes ALL THE TIME? I mean I loved the sex in this book, but none of these guys stormed a beach without a guy on his six if you catch my meaning. No, not that way. I mean that a girl didn’t become a girlfriend/wife unless she’d got a shuddering O (or five) from at least one other member of the squad. If this is reality, I really wasted my youth. Also it was never awkward the next day, but I guess if you always go in as a team what’s to be awkward about?

Jen (and the rest of the girls in the book) were too perfectly gorgeous for the real world too, but while normally this is a huge negative for me, I didn’t much mind it this time. None of them were too stupid to live and they were well written. This whole book was well written. Either there weren’t any cringe-worthy words/typos or the story was too well written (read the sex was too hot) for me to notice any flaws in the writing. There were laugh out loud moments and the dialogue made sense. Well to the done. A-

Legal stuff: I purchased this book on recommendation from another reviewer (Smexybooks is SMEXY) and I am not being paid for this review.

What Kind of Author Am I?

That’s a good question. That’s also the first assignment from my blogging class. The Road to Success Part One – What Kind of Author Are You blog post from Kristen Lamb asks the same question (it says so right there in the title, see?). So what kind am I?

Well, that’s kind of complicated. My only published book over here is what some would consider a Young Adult book. It’s about an early twenty-something trying to get his start in the world. Am I a Young Adult author? I don’t think so. Why? You should have seen the things I edited out before I settled on the final draft you can purchase for your Kindle, Sony, Nook, iPad, whatever. Parents do not want their little angels exposed to what rolls out of my mind when I take the pin out of the flood gate.

I took a stab at romance. I can’t finish one.

I took a bigger stab at erotica. It sold, but not enough to earn my $10 minimum at Amazon. I tell myself it’s the price point, but if I’m honest it’s that I wasn’t comfortable with the end product and it came through in the prose.

I’m only humorous when I’m angry or making fun of myself.

I get bored reading anything that could be labelled literature therefore I don’t see myself being able to stay awake long enough to write something literary.

I’ve tried writing mystery and crime. I get tripped up in the details. (*note to self – finish reading that book about outlining and plot)

I want to be a romance writer. I like happily ever afters. I like pretending I’m taller, slimmer, have a better job, and my eyesight isn’t as bad while I write. Does that make me a romance writer? Does being able to land a plane on a flight simulator make me a pilot? Heavy sigh.

What am I? I’m struggling.

You know what? That’s a good thing. Struggling means I haven’t given up the fight. So yeah, I’m a struggling author. That’s me! That’s what kind of author I am! I bet I’m not alone.