Monthly Archives: June 2010

Help, I’ve been Brainjacked!

I’ve always felt a bit different, but it wasn’t until the past 10 years or so that I realized that my brain doesn’t work the same way as other people’s.  If asked I would say I have a hard time focusing, but that’s not really the case.

My issue is that my brain works best when I’m focusing on more than one thing at a time.  As I write this, I’m currently listening to the radio (The Black Eyes Peas are on), watching tv (Supernatural rerun), cooking lunch, and have a knitting project that I stopped mid-stitch sitting in my lap.

This works well for my day job where one must multi-task or die, but not so much with writing.  80 miles an hr doesn’t work for me creatively speaking.  I’m supposed to be working on a Erotic Paranormal, a Friends-to-More Contemporary, and getting back on track with the Werewolves I’ve left in the lurch since last November.

Instead I’m getting bombarded by these YA horror and mystery stories. (One of which has a scene that gives me the willies every time I think of it, and I’ve never read such in a book!)  I’m trying to focus (DANGER!!!), but it’s hard.  The characters talk to me while I shower, scenes pop up when I’m driving.  They’ve even laid siege to my dreams.

I’m oh-so-tempted to just jump ship and start one of these projects.   I wonder what it’s like to have a one genre/track mind.



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Happy Birthday Elise!

My friend and fellow author is turning *slaps hand over mouth* Okay, let’s just say it is her birthday and leave it at that. She is throwing herself a cyber party with prizes, cake and beefcake too.

It also marks the release of her new book TWICE AS HIGH. Filled with Russian crime, two blazingly hot winged aliens (not the illegal kind and certainly nothing like E.T.) and a menage plot that has brains as well as balls, it is a helluva good read.

Slide over to the party and say Inez sent you. No gift needed, just don’t lick the beefcake…much.

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Four Question Friday – Blogging

1. When did you start blogging?

2. Why did you start blogging?

3. How many blogs do you participate in?

4. What’s the link to your blog(s)?



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What I would hate…

…about living in a historical novel. A follow up to my post two weeks ago titled What I Love About Historicals.

Again, I’m mostly focusing on the Regency England type of historicals, because that’s mainly what I read. (Thanks, Mom…)

1. I’m sorry, but just the thought of being laced into a corset on a daily basis is enough to make me want to scream. It was bad enough for 3 fittings and one long wedding to be laced into something that gave me a few extra inches. Day after day? Pass! I’ll take my Spanx, thanks!

2. No pants? Oh, big deal breaker. (As if women had the choice back then! Haha) I know that there are always the rebel characters who don’t bow to society dictates, but let’s just stick to the majority of society, shall we? For me, skirts and dresses are the exception to my wardrobe, not the rule. Day in and day out, I’m in jeans, khakis, shorts, capris, even *gasp* sweats. Asking me to carry 20 pounds of skirts with me on a daily basis is one way to have a very cranky woman on your hands.

3. Having to have a chaperone with you 24/7 when out and about? I value my independence. I like being alone sometimes. If I had to have had a chaperone every time I wanted to go to the mall as a teenager…bad news bears.

4. You start getting past the age of 22 unmarried and suddenly you’re a spinster. What?! Oh, craziness. Now, yeah I guess there’s a logical element there, people didn’t tend to live as long so you started having children younger, plus the added bonus of having more reproductive years to get that pesky “heir and a spare” and so on and so forth. But still. I got married at 22, and all I have heard about is how young I was! I couldn’t imagine getting married at 18. It would have been a disaster.

5. The slightest bit of scandal or impropriety and you’re suddenly a social outcast, a pariah where 20 minutes ago you were the cream of the crop. And to get rid of the scandal, you either accepted your social outcast fate and retired to the country, or got married ASAP. Oh, how quickly the tides turned back in those days. I had my rebel teen years, and I enjoyed them. Thoroughly. Never stepped so far out of bounds that I couldn’t jump right back in, mind you. But still, 200 years ago I would have been exiled from polite society by the time I was 12 with my personality!

6. The inequalities between the sexes would probably disturb me to pieces. (Probably? *snort*) A man isn’t even considered a man unless he has boffed everything in a skirt within a 20 mile radius, but ladies, don’t you dare go giving away the goods until your wedding day, or you’re basically worthless.

Hey you, yes you over there. You, young man. Do you have a mistress? No? Eee gads! You must be of the incorrect sexual persuasion! Go get yourself a mistress right now and have relations with her daily. It’s the manly thing to do. Better yet, get 4 mistresses, make up for lost time. You there, you young lady. Yes, the young woman of good breeding. Not married I see. Have you had sexual relations? You have? You floozy! Take yourself off to the country, or better yet, remove yourself to France, and never darken the streets of London again, you vulgar woman.

There we have it. Why I probably wouldn’t have made it to the ripe old age of 26 if I lived 200 years ago. haha Tune in next week for, well, something. I don’t know. Any suggestions on topics? 🙂


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We Are Family….

For the record I hate that song with the red hot intensity of a billion sons, but the sentiment is genuine and applicable to the writing process. I’d wager that family shapes a person more than just about anything else on the planet.

I tend to write characters with at least one sibling that makes them completely insane. This is not a MarySue-in-Progress (I actually have a COUPLE of sibs that make me bonkers), but nothing quite illuminates true character like family. I can be whoever I want to around my friends because what I do and say shapes that reality; I am who I present myself to be.

Some of my friends have never seen me swear or cry. My family’s been there from the beginning. They know that I water work at commercials and that I often swear like a sailor on leave. More importantly, my family knows WHY I do those things and can usually pinpoint the things that can/will set me off.

As a tool for developing character, nothing provides more omph than showing your MC with her family. In my current WIP, MC1 has been abandoned and betrayed by his family; MC2 has outlived all of hers. Needless to say they both have some issues because of it.

So what’s going on with your characters’ families?



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Salome is here!

SALOME AT SUNRISE by Inez Kelley and Carina Press!

It’s not nice to piss off Mother Nature…

Bryton Haruk sets out on a suicide mission to stop the bloodthirsty Skullmen from terrorizing the war-weary Land of Eldwyn. Consumed by guilt over the death of his wife, Bryton seeks revenge and reunion in the afterlife with his lost love. His purpose is determined, his bravery unmatched, until the queen casts a spell to save Bryton from himself.

Salome is that spell. A bird-shifter, she can harness the earth’s breeze and take the form of a beautiful, innocent woman. Her challenge is to harness Bryton’s pain and guide him to peace. She entrances and irritates him, tempting Bryton from his mission. Even as he gives in to the passion between them, Bryton insists on mounting a solo attack on the brigands’ compound, and Salome fears her love won’t be enough to save him…

Celebrate Summer Solstice.

Salome at Sunrise from Inez Kelley and Carina Press.

Seize the day.

Buy it now.

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My Skin is as Fried as my Brain

I don’t have too much clever to say today.  I’m fried.  I rolled in from a week long vacation to LA about twelve hours ago and I’m feeling it.  But it’s Monday and I missed last week because I was on the road.  So here I am.

I didn’t write the entire time I was on vacation.  In fact, I rarely even thought about writing.  Mostly I just thought about corralling my three kids in a state where people apparently don’t actually have children (or McDonald’s) and if they do have children they are hiding them somewhere.  I always felt extremely conspicuous with people staring at our three children the way people might stare at someone with eight kids in another state.

Anyway, one thing I did notice was while I was at Disneyland.  Come about dinner time (sixty dollars thanks for asking!) I realized that I’d had about forty moments of “what if…” during the course of the day.  I love what if.  The seeds that become plot bunnies that become stories.

Will I write any stories about my what ifs?  Probably not.  I don’t even remember most of them now.  Although I swear one of the animatronic pirates was totally following me with his eyes and he’s really an escaped prisoner trying to prove himself innocent of some terrible crime.  Forced to hide momentarily inside a children’s ride…

Yeah, anyway.  It’s a miracle how the mind of a writer works.  Don’t you just love it?


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