Thursday, December 9, 2010

What a fright!!!

Most of my posts are about the horrible things we imagine in the night.  This time, the horrible thing really happened.  Those of you who know me know where I live.  For those who don't, the airplane crash this last weekend was right by my house.  Talk about scary!!!  I was so shaken and fearful for my friends who lived in the two houses that were hit.  I didn't know for about a hour and a half whether they were alive or dead.  You never know when your time may come to a screeching halt.  As it is, everyone was all right. Thank goodness, and we're all calming down, finally.  I hope you never have to live through something like a plane crashing into you house.  My love and peace goes out to you all.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Missing In Action

Wow, long time, no post.  Yes, that's me.  I know, I could tell you that the moon was full and I got lost in the woods, which you would know was a lie.  OR, I could tell you that I became the monster I do every month and my husband locked me in the dungeon.  You might believe that one, especially the men, but that too would be a lie.  So Truth?  I've been cramming to finish my latest masterpiece.  (Okay, maybe I'm the only one who thinks it's a masterpiece, but, Hey, I'm a writer, I'm entitled.)  Anywho, off the subject.  I've missed my once a week, have to get it done, whether I like it or not blog.  So, instead of hitting you with my latest paranormal muse, I'm giving you my scarier version.

I'm not a great cook, okay, not even a good cook.  So, I'm trying to not make a dry turkey this year.  Good luck with that, right?  Well I have it on good authority if you brine your turkey it makes it better.  So I opted for that this year.   First of all you need a turkey, no prob.  Ran to the store and got that right off.  I guess I should have asked what else you needed before I left, would have saved me two, no three, all right four more trips to the store.  The hardest thing to find? Well, besides Kosher salt,( I think everyone must be brining a turkey this year) finding a five gallon bucket.  Where do you get a five gallon bucket.  I have several, but my husband said that he refuses to eat a turkey brined in one of my horse buckets.  So, off I go to the store to find a bucket.  I thought, "No sweat, piece of cake."  Once again, did I mention everyone must be brining a turkey this year?  So, stopping at four different places to find a bucket, I finally found one of the last three in town.  No kidding.  Maybe hubby wouldn't have noticed if I used one of the horse buckets.

So, at last the turkey is in the bucket, soaking its little body and hoping to be juicy for tomorrow.  I'll let you know how it turns out. 

Have a happy Thanksgiving everyone.  Eat lots, sleep all afternoon, or watch the football games.  Be grateful you have a roof over your head and a flat screen on your wall.

Hugs to you all,

Monday, November 1, 2010

The Day After

All the little monsters made the rounds last night.  They were so cute in their costumes.  I remember the days I used to dress up and sit outside to scare them.  One year I was a demon, another Pumpkin head, (that scared the crap out of them) and of course there were years when I was my favorite monster, the werewolf.  Now I'm older, but not any wiser.  I could write about all those little darlings and their adventures, but alas, my current project is too demanding.  Anyway, I digress.  The scariest night of the year is over, and hence I'm left wondering what's left for the paranormal realm.  Do we resort to the monsters under the bed?  Or do we talk about other subjects.  I'm always up for something new.

So, to start anew, I thought I'd talk about the scariest thing of all, at least for us writers, putting you manuscript out there in the big, bad, publishing and agent world.  There's more bad than good in this.  You send out queries and wait for the dreaded rejection letters.  Is that a bad thing, or a good thing.  Well, it can be both.  I have to admit that the stories we writers conjure up, become our babies, in a real sense.  We want to protect them and keep them safe from anyone who might want to chop them up, disect them, rearrainge their entire bodies.  Now that sounds ghoulish, doesn't it.  But truth be told, it's not always a bad thing.

A manuscript might, as much as we think it's perfect just the way we made it, resemble Frankenstien's monster.  I wouldn't want to kiss him, would you?  All right, now that we've established he's not very attractive, how can we complain when someone wants to work on him with us.  A great doctor once told me, I can take any face and make it beautiful.  Well that's what we all want, isn't it?  Someone who's talented and capable to take our baby and make it beautiful.  Editors, agents, and even publishers can do just that.  If we're willing to take the critism and use it to better ourselves. 

What once was a mildly cute baby, or maybe a monster, becomes the most beautiful thing to not only us, but everyone involved.  It's hard to hear that what you've created might not be exactly what you thought it was, but we all have room for improvement, don't we?  Of course we do.  So send those letters out and hope for the worst to happen, the rejections, or the rejections with the ideas to make your story really shine.  Maybe you might even get lucky and someone really wants it.  Then you dance for joy (ha-ha) and get down to making all the changes with vigor and vim.  Just remember everyone has your best interest at heart.  So send away, dear friends.  And remember that even a moster can become a prince. 

Happy writing.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Happy Landings

There is something to that old adage of falling into the manure pile and coming out smelling like a rose.  Well that's what happened to me this weekend.  I am a new member of the Utah Romance Writers of America, just joined about three months ago.  Well I tripped on down to Bountiful to the meetings, twice and came away the new Vice President, in a board of extemely wonderful women that I truly admire.   So being the newbie that I am, I decided to enter the Heart of the West contest.  I was flabbergasted to learn that my book, The Ghost was a finalist for the Golden Pen award.  I have to admit that I'm new and had no idea what that really meant. 

I'd just came back from the League of Utah Writers conference with a horrible review for my published novel, and not much better for the two stories I'd entered in their contest, one of them being, The Ghost.  Anyway, so I went to the URWA conference expecting a fourth place.  Not bad though if I truly thought about it.  Imagine my surprise when I was flying over on my broomstick and fell into the awards ceremony and came out with the greatest Honor bestowed:  The Golden Pen Award.  I cried, hugged and cried some more.  All I can say is a big thank-you to all the judges, and my career has recieve a needed boost.  Once again my thanks goes out to all the fine writers in my critique groups and my dear friends, and of course the wonderful URWA.  Thanks.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

The Witches are Meeting

Well, here's another week and we're closer to Halloween.  I'm looking forward to the Utah Romance Writer's Conference this weekend.  What am I looking forward to, you ask?  Well there's going to be great authors there, Christine Feehan for one, but that's not the best part.  There are going to be tons of other writers there who are just a weird as I am. 

Weird is relative, if you know what I mean.  Okay, so paranormal describes most of us writers, doesn't it.  I'm looking forward to talking with Agents and Publishers, hoping to sell my two latest books.  Keep your fingers crossed.  The Ghost is a finalist in the Heart of the West Contest, I'll let you know where it ends up.  Also there's a big witches kiss and send it ceremony.  Something I've gotten my black cat, broomstick and hat all geared up for.  I forgot the potion recipe, but I hope someone else brings that.  This is where you throw the last page of your manuscript in the pot and burn it, sending the smoke out to the publishers making them just wish your story would drop into their lap.  Who wouldn't go for that.  So, here's to all us paranormal writers.  Good luck.

I'll let you know how it ends up.  Meanwhile, keep howling at the moon.

Monday, September 27, 2010

My werewolf is out of control.

Okay, you're wondering what is wrong with me.  Well, if you haven't notice the state of the moon lately, you missed it.  Full moons mean werewolves are on the loose.  Mine has dark hair, blue eyes and growls a lot.  I know that it's not uncommon for a werewolf to have those qualities, but mine has those most days.  No, it's not Quinton from my book Quicksilver, but the man who inspired him.  Let's just call him Steven.  Ha, ha.  That's a generic enough name.  Anyway, when the moon is full he's harder to handle than other times during the month.  I know, I have that problem too, but it has nothing to do with the moon.

I've been wanting to get a t-shirt to wear to let people know why I seem out of sorts.  I considered, Watch out, the moon's full; but that didn't really say it all that well.  I pondered what would make more sense.  I live with a monster, so if I look like I've been mauled, ignore it?  No, too long and who would understand it.  Then I came up with the perfect shirt.  It would have doggy footprints, or werewolf if you know me, and say:  My werewolf walks all over me!  Now that says exactly how I feel.  However, don't tell Steven.  He still thinks that I don't know.

Happy Howling!

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Mosters, Ghosts, and Other things that go bump.

Which Witch are You?

Okay, so I'm new to the blogger's life and am not sure exactly where I stand.  What I do know is what I like, monsters, ghosts, and you guessed it the werewolf.  Those that know me know exactly where my head is and just how hairy it appears.  No, not really the wolf, the the wannabe.  I have my own experiences with monsters, both being scared by them, and acting like one.  LOL.  You all know exactly what I'm talking about.  What mother hasn't fit into that category at least once while raising their children. 

Well, in this blog I'm going to explore the supernatural, paranormal, and of course writing about them in my novels.  Yes, I'm a writer, and as such can tend to ramble, but isn't that what blogging is all about?  Rambling?  I thought so. 

First of all let's clear one thing up.  My favorites, the werewolves, only change into the beasts on a full moon, although, they do kill vampires, their mortal enemies.  Why are they enemies you ask?  Competing for the same food source, of course.  Okay, well werewolves only have to eat humans once a month, while those blood suckers come out every night.  Makes it hard to remain inconspicuous when people go missing so often.

Second of all, werewolves are normal the rest of the time, making them a great choice as lovers.  Only be out of town on business during the full moon.  The best kind of monster is the one you can control. "Good doggy!"

Well, that's all for today.  Ghost Hunters is starting their new season, let's see what they drag out.   Okay, here's my question for all you paranormal fans out there.  How many of you have actually seen a ghost?  Comment to me and let me know your story.  You never know, you might be in the next book.  By the way, check out Quicksilver by Joy Spraycar and see just how lovable a werewolf can be.  Until next time.  Scare ya!