Manic Monday

Due to a miscommunication, my guest post over at http://blackinkwhitepaper.wordpress.com/ was pushed to this Friday.

This round of rewrites have been sent off to the most excellent of agents.

And since this heat has melted my brain, I'm going to leave you all with some Harry Potter themed alcoholic drinks.

Happy July 4th Weekend

I finished the rewrites for Where Demons Fear to Tread. Now I'm just waiting to hear back from a couple readers to make sure I didn't miss anything and didn't leave any embarrassing threads dangling then it's off to my wonderful agent.

In the mean time, I read over a story for a friend. OMG! It was so good. I can't wait for some agent and then publisher to snatch this up because it made me laugh, cry, love her and hate her all at the same time. I was supposed to be beta'ing it for her, but I got so caught up in it the first time around that I couldn't do anything but read it through to the end. The second read through was just as engrossing as the first time, but so much more difficult because I knew what was going to happen. Damn you, Katy!! *sniffles*


Today I started to poke at a story I began in high school. This story started out as a horrible Mary Sue wish-fulfillment. The first several rewrites over the years didn't do much to alleviate that problem, but now I'm proud to say I have three dimensional characters with flaws and personalities all their own.

Have a little snippet:

Trent didn’t answer, he only stared at her. His blue eyes were cold as ice, but she refused to be cowed into submission. She crossed her arms over her chest and stared back in defiance. He turned away first, but it was by no means a victory for Kit. Somehow she had the feeling it had been a calculated move on his part.

            Damn him!

            “Fine, then where are my chambers?”

            He smirked and she knew she was not going to like his answer.

            “Right here, my love.” He gestured with his hand, the movement taking in the entire room. His room as she very well knew. “Even if there is to be no sexual contact between the two of us, you will still sleep in my bed.”

            “The hell I will!”

            He raised his eyebrows, clearly bemused.

            Like an indulgent parent would look at an unruly child, she thought crossly.

            “You will either sleep in my bed or on the floor.”

            What a choice, but she knew which one she would ultimately choose.

            “All right then,” she huffed, crossing the stone floor to the bed.

            He smiled at his victory until she snatched a pillow off the bed and walked over to the fireplace. She stretched out on the brown fur rug hoping it was free of bugs. Deliberately rolling over and closing her eyes, she told him silently in no uncertain terms how much regard she had for him and his orders. Inside she knew his clenched jaw and expression of unadulterated fury would give her nightmares.

            The roller-coaster ride of emotions took their toll and she drifted off to sleep despite the hard stone beneath her and the lack of a blanket.

            When she awoke she was warm and comfortable, a tanned male arm encircling her waist. The bastard had waited until she had fallen asleep then picked her up and put her in his bed.

            The hard length of his body curled against her back, a sheltering presence. Of course, those things that shelter can also trap and that was exactly what this was.

            Her eyes scanned the room looking for anything she could use as a weapon. He was battle trained, so any attack she made had to be fast and deadly while he was still asleep. She wouldn’t get a second chance.

            Slowly she rolled onto her back and his arm tightened around her, restricting her movements.

Strange Coincidences and Writing

When I started writing Where Demons Fear to Tread, I set a specific date for things to happen. I chose 2012 as the year for the Fall (but NOT 12/21/12) and the start of Demons is May 2028. I didn't do much research into future astrological events with the initial writing, but now that I'm doing these intense rewrites for my agent, I've decided to mold this to actual dates and events for that month. As I was doing research, I came across this site. "Accordingly, to its cycle, this will provoke a revolutionary wave in US and around the world in 2028. This often happens when Uranus transits Gemini. Hopefully, this will be a revolution for the best, for the environment and for human nature."

Yeah, um... that's kind of cool.