Oct 17

Wednesday Randomness: If you could win a lifetime supply of anything what would you choose and why

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Today’s Wednesday Randomness question is: If you could win a lifetime supply of anything what would you choose and why?

That’s kind of a tough question, since I tend to get sick of things quickly. I mean, would I choose a lifetime supply of chocolate, only to get sick of my favorite chocolate bar within a week? Or worse… get cavities? Ick.

Or what about broccoli? I always say I could eat it for the rest of my life and not get sick of it. But since I’ve been on Keto, I’ve eaten quite a bit of it (as well as cauliflower) and I’m starting to look for other green veggies to put on my plate.

So, I guess I’ll go the easy route (okay, the obvious one) and say I’d want to win a lifetime supply of BOOKS. I’ll read almost any genre (fantasy/sci-fi isn’t much of a thing for me, though occasionally I’ll venture that way if it gets a strong rec from a friend I trust) and I’m almost always in the mood for a good read. Sadly, my bank account isn’t always in a position to allow me to get new books, and I’ve scoured through the freebies on Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes & Noble… basically anywhere I can find them, and have picked them clean. Like the turkey at Thanksgiving. And used the bones for a good broth.

Yes, I’m that person.

So yeah, that’s what I’d choose. A lifetime supply of books.

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Or maybe a lifetime supply of gasoline, considering how freaking much it’s starting to cost. (I just realized that I need to fill my tank and I’m already wincing)

 

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Bronwyn || Gwen

Aug 22

The best thing I read this summer

I didn’t actually do a lot of reading this summer since I spent most of it working my day job and preparing for Literary Love Savannah (which was awesome, by the way). I actually started reading more once I got home from Georgia. I blame meeting so many wonderful authors and buying way too many books while I was there. Since coming home, I’ve read 21 books in the last month.

What can I say? I’m a bookworm.

I don’t know that I can pick the “best” thing that I’ve read, though. I have a tendency to obsess over what I’m reading at the time and the obsession moves on to whatever I read next. I sound fickle, but I think I’m just a really big fan of reading. Or something.

Rather than posting the best thing I’ve read this summer, I’m going to post the list of the books I’ve read in the past month.

 

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Bronwyn || Gwen || Jess

Mar 14

March promptly penned: “It’s okay. You don’t have to love me.”

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Jackson leaned back against the mountain of pillows and crossed one long, muscular leg over the other at an attempt at casual as he watched all the blood drain from Elliot’s face.

“W-What did you say?”

“I said that I love you,” Jackson said simply. “I didn’t mean to say it so soon. I know you’ve got trust issues, and I totally get it. It’s okay. You don’t have to love me back. Not yet. I’m willing to wait for you to be open to accepting my feelings for you.”

He could feel Elliot pulling away from him. Not physically. Physically, Elliot still lay next to him in his giant king-size bed wrapped up in the Egyptian cotton sheets they’d tangled just a few hours earlier. But emotionally, mentally… Elliot might has well have been a smoking outline through the wall like an Bugs Bunny in an old Looney Toons episode.

Jackson leaned toward Elliot, pressing a kiss to his lips before resting his forehead against Elliot’s. “We can take things day by day. Go to work, where we’ll just be friends, and outside of The Knife… we can do whatever we want. Go out wherever you want. Stay in. It’s all up to you. We take things at your pace. Or we put a stop to this and go back to just being co-workers.” He ran a hand through Elliot’s hair. “I’d never hold that against you. In the kitchen, I’m a professional—”

“I know you are, Jackson,” Elliot interrupted. “I know. We wouldn’t have gotten this far if I thought you were anything like Nick. I just…” He let out a breath, running his hands up Jackson’s arms before wrapping around his neck. “I just need time.”

 

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Gwen || Siobhan || Bronwyn || Jess || Kris

Feb 09

Check it out: “Rook” by T. Strange

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Now available:

Rook by T. Strange

 

For killing his husband, Rook is sent to B-226—an alien planet populated by deadly creatures, where the average life expectancy for a prisoner is three weeks. Rook is relieved by the sentence—all he wants is to die and rejoin his husband.

Upon arrival on B-226, Rook is partnered with Stevie, who has beaten the odds and survived for several months. Rook is drawn to Stevie in a way he didn’t expect in the aftermath of losing his husband. Before Rook can untangle the mess of his emotions, the already deadly situation on B-226 worsens, plunging Rook and Stevie into an even more desperate struggle to survive.

Buy it here:

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Rook is T. Strange’s first publication with Less Than Three Press, and it’s been a great experience from start to finish. Sci fi isn’t a genre she saw herself publishing—her three previously published novels are all paranormal romance—but this story literally came to her in a dream (read the book. It was a crazy dream). Fun fact: Rook is not the first science fiction story T. has written. As a preteen, she began an epic saga about guinea pigs dealing with the aftermath of a war with cats. In space.

 

 

 

 

About the Author

image2T. Strange didn’t want to learn how to read, but literacy prevailed and she hasn’t stopped reading—or writing—since. She’s been published since 2013, and she writes M/M romance in multiple genres. T.’s other interests include cross stitching, gardening, watching terrible horror movies, playing video games, and finding injured pigeons to rescue.

Originally from White Rock, BC, she lives on the Canadian prairies, where she shares her home with her wife, cats, guinea pigs and other creatures of all shapes and sizes. She’s very easy to bribe with free food and drinks—especially wine.

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Jan 17

Wednesday blogging: My life’s mission statement

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Jess || Bronwyn || Deelylah || Siobhan || Kris

Jan 03

Wordless Wednesday: How I spent my holidays

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It’s the first Wordless Wednesday of the year, and we’ve changed up the rules a little this year… it’s still (supposed to be) wordless, but this time around we get to pick the topics. So, I’ll be telling you in pictures about my holidays. You’ll notice a trend in the pictures: I was bedridden from Christmas until just after New Years. The flu is epically bad in Texas this year. Go figure. The one year I drag my feet on getting my shot. >_<image1 image2 image3 image4

image5Haha just kidding. I didn’t see any fireworks. My bed doesn’t face the window, and even if it did, I can’t see the Kemah fireworks from there. And, of course, I don’t have cable so I couldn’t watch them on TV. But I did see some really pretty pics on social media. That counts, right?

Happy New Year, y’all!

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Siobhan || Kris || Bronwyn || Jess || Gwen || Jessica || Torrance

 

Dec 13

Wordless Wednesday: Holidays at my House

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This week’s Wordless Wednesday (which I’m cheating on and writing something) is all about the holidays at our houses. I may love Christmas music (sometimes), but I’m not actually big on holidays. The song claims it’s the most wonderful time of the year, but to me… it’s basically one big bundle of stress. Whose house are we going to and when? What do we need to bring? Will we have enough money for Christmas presents this year? Oh God, taxes are coming up! Stress, stress, stress.

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Baking is one of the things I do to de-stress. I can focus on the recipe instead of whatever is going on around me. Baking is a science, and if you get the ingredients wrong it tends to go very badly. The last thing you want is a funky-tasting cookie. I actually baked some oatmeal chocolate chip cookies with my daughter last night and am currently munching on a few. Nom nom nom.

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loathe wrapping presents. I’m the person who’d rather use bags and tissue paper than actually WRAP them (though when I do wrap, they tend to be fairly pretty).

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We don’t do Christmas lights at our house. I’d like to at some point, but back problems and super long work hours prohibit most decorating for us. That, and I get super lazy and once the decorations are up, I don’t want to take them back down.

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The thing I love most about the holidays in Texas? It gets chilly… ish. It did snow the other day, which was awesome. My friends made teeny tiny little snowmen in their backyards (the pictures are SO CUTE but  they’re not mine to share). I slept through most of it and had to work early that morning, so I didn’t get the chance to play in the snow, but my daughter did get the chance to have a snowball fight at school.

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Jess || Bronwyn

Dec 06

Top ten Gifts for Writers

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It’s the holiday season again. And everyone keeps asking me what I want for Christmas. Since “five million dollars” is apparently not the right answer, I’ve put together this handy list:

 

  1. Coffee
  2. Wine
  3. Books
  4. Gift cards (usually for books or book-related items)
  5. Alone time to write
  6. Wine glasses
  7. Coffee mugs… where I’ll probably drink wine from, let’s face it
  8. Fuzzy socks – our feet tend to get cold when we’re typing
  9. Seriously… coffee
  10. Also seriously… WINE
  11. Bonus: IT help. We may work on computers for a living, but we don’t actually WORK ON computers for a living. (Deelylah gave me that one)

 

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Jess || Bronwyn || Kris || Gwen

Nov 27

Word counts

As of the posting of this blog, NaNoWriMo2017 will almost be over (I’m pre-scheduling this so I can continue writing all the words while I’m on vacation). I’m hoping to have far more words than I currently do. I’m hovering around 9,000 when, according to the NaNo counter, I should be closer to 20,000—super behind, but not so badly that I can’t catch up if I keep my nose to the grindstone.

The problem, for me, is that when I have a deadline like that and I HAVE to write x-amount of words in a certain timeframe, I end up wasting time on Facebook or wandering over to Twitter (where I haven’t posted regularly in a few years). I’ll decide that my brain needs a break and turn on an old episode of Supernatural so I don’t have to actively THINK about what’s coming next in my story or if I’m getting my character motivation right.

But, like Lays potato chips, you can’t watch just one episode of Supernatural and I end up binge-watching an entire season, letting the time I should be spending working fly by in a haze of demons, ghosts, and ogling the hot guys who star on the show. I do this far more often than I should, and as a result, my current word count is lower than it should be.

I KNOW I do this to myself. Why? I have four books written as Paige and ten written as Rhyann, so I KNOW I have the ability to finish. The easiest answer is that I get in my own way. I tend to stress on things and overthink them to death until I reach the point where I have to get up from the computer or risk a tension headache.

I’m trying to figure out how to take a deep breath and relax enough that I’m able to write without agonizing over every single word that goes on the page. My friend Tibby told me that the first draft of a book is the scaffolding of the story. I need to get the basics on paper and then go back and build the rest—put in the details and imagery I glossed over the first time around. Make sure the characters are progressing in their journeys while staying true to themselves. Create the best story possible, but do it in layers (why am I thinking of Shrek now?) so it’s not so overwhelming when I sit at my laptop to get these words down.

One day, I’ll be able to build my story without freaking out over every word and worrying that I’m a terrible writer who shouldn’t ever put pen to paper again.

One step at a time, right?

Nov 15

Musical Musings

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LAST SONG YOU HEARD 
I was in the car with Tibby Armstrong and Deidre Knight. Deidre plugged her phone into the car. This was the first and last song played on our mini road trip (and it was totally accidental, lol)
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I love Norah Jones like whoa. Have all her music she’s ever released. And it has nothing to do with the fact that she’s from Texas. Seriously. Her voice makes me happy in the ears.
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Lindsey Stirling is a genius on her violin. I now wish I’d stayed in music lessons when I was little because even though she’s younger than me, I want to be her when I grow up.
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