Mommy duties

Another Monday…still editing. Brent, my five year old is home with me today. Poor guy has a stomach ache. So I’m editing with him laying beside me on the couch, watching Go Diego Go. Nice inspiration for romance, eh?

Last year, I was able to write and do things much faster. Kids were at that stage where they would nap and I could sneak away and do some things while they watch a cartoon. No longer. That stuff doesn’t fly with them anymore and my guilt is too much. So, for anyone wondering why it’s taking me long to finish up work. Well, if you have small kids, you know…

And speaking of kids, so funny. Well now. Brent for some reason he’s really terrified of police officers. On Friday when I went to pick him up from school, I saw two police officers writing a guy a ticket. One was just sitting in the car though. I thought. hmm. We stopped and I had to drag Brent to come with me to go up the police officer. I told the officer that Brent was scared and if it would be okay if I take him to a station one day to have an officer talk to him and stuff. Didn’t really want to bother the officer. He said I didn’t have to do that. He let Brent inside the police van and both officers talked with him and tried to tell him he doesn’t have to be scared. Afterward one of the officer asked:  ”So, what do you think? Have anything to say?”

Brent: I want to go home and eat pizza, but my mama is forcing me to talk to you.”

*Drops head* I just thanked the officers and we left.

Anywhoo, that was my little mommy story for today. Now back to editing! Have a great week everyone.

Changes are a coming

Just like the title says… For those with a keen eye, you might have noticed a new page added: Worth The Price. I mentioned before an IR western series that I will be working on. This will be the first book in the series. Yes it’s already written This is my first foray into something a little less erotic, yet hot and brimming with emotions. For those who enjoy category style romances, I hope this will be right up your alley. So because I’m a shameless tease, that all I can divulge for now.

In other news. I’m still editing To Love A Stranger. Editing was a bit slow this week, as the kids were home for three days on holiday. I do hope to have it completed and sent off to Evernight Publishing within the next two weeks.

The hubby is at work, getting ready to design a website for me. (At least I hope that’s what he’s in his office doing right) Not sure when that will be up and running, but I’m excited. Guess I’ll seem more professional now…hmm.

Tuesday Update

So, the brain kicked into gear over the weekend and I’ve finally found a title for this little novella. Jake and Charity’s story will be titled, To Love a Stranger. I think it’s fitting. Once I submit this to Evernight Publishing, hopefully in a week or so, I will remove the previous story from my page and later on add the link to the novella instead. Also do not be surprised if there are changes in the parts you have read. That piece was written more than a year ago, and I would like to think my writing has grown and improved, so I cannot leave it as is. Perhaps a bit of dialogue will be changed also to keep with my new frame of mind.

Also, speaking of titles. The title for my upcoming WIP featuring Caleb from Riding the Storm will be titled, Fanning the Flames. His heroine is a young woman named Josie. Unlike RTS, this will not take place in Montana, as changes have happened in Caleb’s life and I’m aiming for this one to be much longer. And for those of you who like Matthew and Zara, they will also make a visit

 

 

 

Friday Snippet

Been having terrific weather here lately. Blue skies, warm breezes and lots of sunny days. So not typical for Germany, but I’m LOVING it. Definitely looking forward to the weekend and having some fun with the husband and kids. Hopefully I’ll find some inspiration from the sunshine and get a title for this novella. Wish me luck.

So since it’s Friday, here we are again, with the last snippet from Jake and Charity. Here goes nothing.

From the pages of my rough draft.

“Am I making you uncomfortable?” 

The question would have been innocent enough, if not for the furtive movement of her eyes on the front of his pants. She looked back up. Not fast enough again. Just like in the restaurant. Straightening, Jake turned his back to the machine and faced her. “Yeah,” he answered throatily.

She uncrossed her legs and gazed at him in earnest. “I thought about you all last night. I couldn’t leave San Jose fast enough to come back and see you. Does that also make you uncomfortable?”

Thursday news

Happy Almost Friday! I’m feeling much much better. Turns out all I needed was a round of antibiotics to clear up a sinus infection… the culprit for my headaches. Gonna start editing my WIP next week, and over the weekend settle down into coming up with a title for this thing!

This week has brought about an eye opener for me in terms of where I want my writing career to go, and as of now I am super excited about the new path I’ll be taking after summer. It’s a big change for me, but I’ll still be writing IR with lots of heart and passion and romance as the central core.

I have a new western contemporary series, that I will devote some time to after I give you all the sequel to Riding The Storm. So, lots of new things in 2012, that I think is only for the best and a long time coming. Just took a while and a wonderful friend and author to help me along. Can’t say too much right now, though

Tomorrow I’ll post the last snippet, before I get started on editing and polishing.

Friday Snippet

Hey everyone. I wasn’t sure if I was going to post the Friday Snippet, but here I am. Right now, it’s always the same for me. I thought I was feeling better for a while, then bam, the flu came back on me, with the most intense headache. I’ve been dealing with a hammering inside my head for the entire week. I got some medicine that helped me last year when I was dealing with these massive flu induced headaches for the first time ever, so hopefully it will help again and I can feel normal.

SO, I’m still on track with the novella. Looks like I should have the first draft completed as I had hoped by end of next week. I’m happy. And here’s the Snippet. Thanks for reading.

 

A tight feeling clamped inside his chest. Suddenly he thought of Brielle. After so many years she was still able to saunter through his mind. It couldn’t be helped. Whenever they were going through an on and off period, every woman had been compared to the fiery redhead. None had measured up. But now…older and wiser, with five years of being an inmate at San Quentin State Prison behind him, every word, every touch, movement, every single detail about Charity that set her about from the likes of that bitch, played like music in his eardrums. Unselfish.

He really wanted to see her again. Desperation though, was piss drunk ugly. Keeping his mouth shut, Jake told her goodnight.

 

 

Wednesday ramblings

So basically yesterday almost the entire day I was walking around in a daze. This I think is one of the curses of being a writer. I had way too many plots going on inside my head and I felt like pulling out my hair because it’s like, when, when will I ever get the time to write all of them. Sure take it slow, but seriously it’s so painful sometimes when a new idea slams into you and all you want to do is escape somewhere, stop time and just write, write, write.

I’m positive this is something most writers experience, just like how I thought I was the weirdest person and was terrified anyone would find out that ever since I was a kid I had stories playing out inside my head all the time. I even used to look at those sales paper in the Sunday morning newspaper as a child and use the models to put faces to the characters in my head. Yeah, I secretly did wonder if I was kinda crazy. Nope, as it turned out just about every writer I spoke with said they also had stories playing inside their heads all the time. Only difference between me as a kid and now is that I know those were just plots needing to be written down and not a child desperately in need of a psychologist.

So I guess all in all I should really be jumping for joy since I’ve managed to write out plots to sustain me for a good while. And that’s the most important thing. And moving on… I’m still working on the novella for Jake and Charity, should have the rough draft finished by the end of next week, *crosses fingers* And if I want that to happen, I gotta get off this blog now and do some writing. 

Friday Snippet

Hey everyone. I’m still feeling a bit under the weather, so I didn’t get to do much writing for a few days. I am happy to say though, that I did complete an outline for the sequel to Riding The Storm (still untitled). Normally I’m not an outliner, but since the entire story is already in my head, I figured it was best to write it down before my brain turns completely to Swiss cheese.

The kids aren’t sick anymore, thank God. So, I’m gonna really try to power through this novella next week. Wishing you all lots of sunshine and warm breezes this weekend. Have fun!

From the pages of my rough draft

“Stay beside me.” His eyes locked on to hers, suffocating the breath from her. “I wanna kiss you so bad, but I won’t unless you want it too.”

Fire laced up her spine and blazed a path through her senses. It felt like she was about to jump out her skin. And all because of a man she barely knew.  Charity licked her lips. God help her, she was slowly losing her mind to Jake. She opened her mouth to reply, but all that came out was a tiny whimper.

Same ol, same ol

Surprise, surprise. I’ve been dealing with sick kiddies this week and oh wow guess what I have a freaking cold AGAIN! This has to be like the fourth one since the year got started. On Sunday night I realized my three year old had a fever, so he’s been home ever since then. Last night we noticed that the other son was burning up with fever. So today I have both boys at home. Poor little guys.

So I thought maybe we had mold or something that was making us sick, but um…no. Had that checked out. What I failed to realize was that EVERYONE else is sick. The lady who does the home daycare my youngest son is in, says she’s pretty much gotten used to being sick all the time. The other kids are always sick with the cold also, she says. Apparently it’s just the weather. One day it’ll be like near 70 degrees, the next day 40.

I guess I should have known it was that, since the only time I’ve ever gotten an infection in my head attributed to the flu was at the end of last year (I was told by the doctor that it’s quite common for that to happen here in winter). Never once while living in Jamaica or America had that ever happened to me. So I’m doing a lot of complaining and if my hubby ever reads this I know he’s going to chew me out for always complaining about the weather. haha. Just kidding, he’s the sweetest guy…if I’m not annoying him with some weirdness *crickets chirping*

Anywhoo. I will shut up now because apart from that I do like it. It’s a great place to raise kids and my favorite part. Very SAFE. If I accidentally leave the door open I won’t worry that someone is going to break into the house, (not that I’ve ever left it open) The mail lady actually gave me someone else’s mail to deliver for her because they weren’t home and she didn’t want the person to have to make an extra trip to the post office and frankly, they’re just not used to much dishonesty around here. And my favorite part. No guns!!!!!!!

While I miss so many things about America…and my childhood in Jamaica, I’m coming to terms and actually liking it that chances are we’ll be over here forever.

So I’ve talked up a storm today. Now I’m off to feed the kiddies, then try to get a quick bout of writing in before they have find that burst of energy (as only sick children home from school can find) and start wrecking the place

TGIF and a snippet of my WIP

Happy Friday, everyone. Hope you all have something better to do than me on the weekend. Forecast for tomorrow, gray and rainy, and I’ll have to spend the entire day along with other parents getting the playground of my son’s pre-school cleaned and spruced up for summer. Repairing the gate, changing sand out the sand box, basically a shit load of work for the day. Can’t complain too much though, since what we’re paying here each month is what I hear most people in the US is paying per week. Unbelievable. It boggles the mind why childcare has to be so expensive.

Moving on. As I promised, here’s a few line from my WIP. Still no title yet since I want to use something different than Love’s Redemption. The following is from my rough draft (very rough draft).

Disclaimer: Adult snippet. If you’re under 18 and read anything on my blog. Can’t say I never warned ya.

Jake stared at her in confusion. Why the hell was she out here still talking to him? “Listen, Charity…” His mind scrambled for a polite way to tell her to fuck off, despite her lame —maybe sincere— apology. He’d made a mistake inside the restaurant, one he wasn’t about to let snowball even further.

“Wait.” She held up a hand and began writing on a small piece of paper. “First and last time,” she said, mimicking his words then handing it to him.

Before he had the time to form a reply, his brain had already shifted into overdrive. Charity was walking away, her round ass and smooth legs, elongated in a pair of heels that clicked in rhythm to the provocative swish of her hips.

Blood rushed to his cock. Jake shook his head, dragging his gaze away from her ass. He’d never ridden with an erection before and wasn’t about to start now. Drawing in a steady breath, he glanced at the paper held between his fingers. In annoyingly perfect penmanship, he read: Charity P. Miller.