Archive | February 2014

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Cougar’s Mate: Instinct told her to run…

Shannon Rafferty learns that hanging out with the bad boys could be a dangerous business, but hooking up with a cop is even worse. Now she’s on the run, trying to avoid being murdered by his cougar shifter brothers and uncle. If that isn’t bad enough, a deputy sheriff hunts her down while she’s running as a cougar and trying to survive in the Colorado wilderness. He vows to protect her no matter what she’s done. With three dead boyfriends to her name, she’s sure she will be the death of Chase Buchanan before either of them can prevent it. No matter how much she knows she has to run again, he soon holds her heart hostage. But will that be enough to keep them both alive?

Chase Buchanan—as wilderness cabin resort owner, former US Army Special Forces, and part time deputy of the small town of Yuma, Colorado that boasts a love of cougars—is tasked to track down a cougar reported to be hunting human prey. Chase soon learns she’s a shifter, not a full-time cougar, and she’s on the run. When he takes her in, he vows to protect her. After losing his wife and baby to the human kind of predator years earlier, he’s not letting Shannon’s hunters kill her, too. But how is he going to hold onto the wild-cat woman, who is unpredictable at every turn, without losing his heart to her, and then losing her as well?


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This is one of the joys of writing!!! Sharing the story with the world! One of the problems I had with figuring a title is that I wanted to use the “Cougar” in the title, rather than Mountain Lion, too long, Catamount, that some wouldn’t know what it was, Puma, too soft. Cougar is perfect–hard, short, recognizable. ONLY the problem is that cougar now also means an older woman who dates younger men. 🙂 Which is fine, BUT, that’s not my storyline. These are cougar shifters, so I wanted to make that clear. On searches, if I put in Cougar Love, it could sound like an older woman scenario, rather than a shifter. 🙂 I bet you didn’t know that there was that much thinking that even went into a title, did you?

So I chose Cougar’s Mate, because most don’t think of their significant other as mate. And the next, Call of the Cougar, because it reminds me of Call of the Wild, and because you don’t think of a call from an older woman to a younger man,  hopefully, but the wild call of a cougar. You see, there truly is method to my madness. Bonnie gave me the idea for another title: Crouching Cougar. I love it!

So I’m off to let the world know–I have cougar shifters on board.

And here is a parting picture of a nifty bird nest. It looks big enough for an eagle! I’m keeping my on it to see what really nests there. 🙂

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Have a lovely Friday, TGIF! My post got away from me before I realized it and was published. 🙂

Are  you planning anything fun for the weekend???

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Sunsets and Bears and Books!

I went out to get the mail and saw this sunset and had to capture it!

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Every day is a day filled with a goal or six.

I recently read a post where the author said she was bored. I just can’t even imagine.

I have 3 Matheson bear orders I need to complete–they sent me the wrong fabric from Scotland yesterday–my fault. They changed up a scarf for a square and it’s too small to use to make a sash for the bears. So I had to reorder. I received another clan bear order this morning, different clan, MacPherson–headed for Australia, and luckily, I do have that fabric.

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I’m still working on a trip to Minnesota to see a fan and friend who is taking me to see the International Wolf Center in Ely. I was also interviewed in their magazine once, which was really cool, given I write about wolf shifters that are based on wolves, and setting up a book signing at a store up there also, and making sure they’ll have my most current release on hand!

I’ve been trying to come up with a more exciting opening on The Viking’s Highland Lass. I had to rewrite Cougar’s Mate for that same reason. Sometimes I have to get to know my characters a bit before I can figure out where to take them. In this one, it’s action packed, lots of humor, romance and suspense, much like my other books, and not at all how I started it before. Well, some of it is. Because some of the scenes did have that forward movement and lots of what I like: action, humor, romance and suspense.

I tried writing for one publisher once, but I had too much suspense in the story. I tried writing for another and I had too much humor. 🙂 I tried writing for another and I had too much romance. All three of those lines folded. No more.  Crashed. Burned. Vanished.

Maybe, just maybe, readers would have loved those stories that had action, adventure,  humor, romance, and suspense all lumped in one. Oh… yeah, they do!

Anyway, so I got the final critique from one last reviewer, and so need to make the changes and then Cougar’s Mate will be ready to go!


So though  I thought my main focus today was The Viking’s Highland Lass

I have to revise my plans and spend the day revising Cougar’s Mate, then getting it ready to publish. 🙂

I have no time to be bored!

What about you? Are you ever bored?

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Heavy Fog and Freezing Rain

And 75 degrees coming on Friday!

But in the meantime, I loved the rain and heavy fog while I finished edits on A Highland Wolf Christmas. Now I’m working on proofing The Highlander audiobook! So once I’m done with that, it’s time to get to work on one of the other stories.

Here is what I took some pictures of while the weather was so deliciously wet. Thunder sounded several times and I was worried I’d lose my electricity while I was uploading The World of Fae Book Set to another three book selling sites. But I made it!

The pear blossoms are just starting to bloom. Note the raindrops on the petals?

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And then we have thistle, that reminds me of Scotland. I was fascinated with all the water droplets on it. Millions! This was because of the heavy mist we had that surrounded us all day.

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Back to proofing The Highlander! 🙂

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Wildflowers or Weeds?

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I took this on a breezy, sunny day.  The flowers only open in the sun. When the sun is hidden, they close up.

I remember reading once where a “gardener” had a wildflower garden in the front of his house. It was wild. Untamed. Chaos.

Neighbors wanted him to conform and get rid of the disconcerting mess.

This is what they agreed that he or anyone else in the neighborhood could have:

Grass lawn. Check. Trees. Check. Shrubs. Check. Ground covers–the acceptable kind. Check. Flowers–the legitimate kind. Check.

What makes for unacceptable ground covers or flowers? That wild stuff.

Living in the country, I don’t pay to have a community watchdog force. It means that I could have some neighbors who have a lot of trash out in the yards, yes. But mostly we just have lots and lots of fields of whatever the farmer’s growing–wheat, maze, and that’s it. Which means?

I can share my wildflowers with you. Or weeds.

They look kind of alien, don’t they? I think the next time I write an alien shifter story, I’ll include them.

So what about you? Do you buy all the weed killers you can get so you have the perfect lawn to fit the perfect neighborhood? Do you wish you could be a wild gardener?

I have to say that my worry about going all wild would be it makes for the perfect snake habitat. 🙂

Oh, and here is my rose bush–the old and the new:

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Back to edits.

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Daffodils of Winter

Yes, they’re supposed to be spring flowers. But this is Texas. What do you expect???

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The above pictures were taken in the morning when it was foggy out. The last two at night. More flowers had popped out and I wanted to see what a difference early morning light would have on the pictures compared to low night light. And actually, the pictures below were taken with a regular lenses, and yet they’re very clear compared to the ones I shot in the morning. The ones above were shot with a macro lenses.

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And with the coming of spring to Texas, the bugs are starting to really come out too. As you can see, I captured a spider on this daffodil.

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So if you’re buried under several feet of snow–remember, spring really, truly is coming!

Do you have any flowers that will be appearing in the spring that brighten your days?

As for me, I’m back to A Highland Wolf Christmas edits. 🙂 Have a super great Monday!

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Cooking and Doing Edits at the Same Time Can Be Dangerous!

You know I do all this stuff to give you a laugh, right? To give me more fodder for a story, right? I don’t do it just for fun. 🙂 I do it with purpose!

First off, the setting:

It’s a cool, windy day, so not quite yet warm out. This is good in that it means the bugs are still at bay. My birds are happily eating at the feeders, not paying any attention to me and my pending disaster. This is the foreshadowing of conflict. Just in case you were already tired of the boringness of this post. Notice, boringness is not a word. As an author, I can take liberties with made-up words. It’s like James Bond having a license to kill.

But I digress. I usually bake something. Just set on the timer, the meal is done when it’s done. Eventually I pry myself away from writing or edits and go check on it. It’s usually still fairly hot.

Rarely, I fry something unless it’s leftovers and I don’t want to just reheat it. So I’ll make something special like roast beef hash.

Usually, I set the heat on low because I forget when I’m writing  or editing. And I try to remember to check on it, or sometimes boil another cup of hot tea and wait for the stuff to finish cooking. I really hate to wait on anything. I want action. I want to get more editing or writing done. Staring at food cooking or water boiling doesn’t do a thing for me.

Now, I was impatient. So I put it on medium heat, not a smart thing to do. All protagonists should have faults, and impatience is apparently one of mine. I’m not saying it always is though. I can be really patient about a lot of stuff. I just do other things and then no problem. So I’m not sure what clued me in. Maybe the slight odor of smoke? Hate smoke. It makes me ill. So any hint of it, and I usually notice. I have the door to the rest of the house closed, so it would have blocked the smoke for a time.

I rush through the house to the kitchen, choking on smoke, really, really a lot of smoke. Not exaggerating here. And the frying pan has flames all around the lid of the pan. They’re too  high to reach the lid and close it all the way.

But that is one way to douse the flames, cut off the oxygen.  I immediately turned off the stove, and moved the pan off the heat. Now, they say not to move a pan because you could splash burning oil all over you and that would be worse. The oil was only a thin layer, so it was too low in the pan, and mostly burned up to worry about.

I ran through the house to get the baking soda. That will also put out flames, BUT, it takes a lot of it, and I threw some on it, but couldn’t douse the flames because the pan’s lid covered most of the oil I would have needed to reach.

Now, I have to again mention the horrendous amount of smoke in the house. The oil burned off shortly after that since there wasn’t a whole lot to begin with, but then I was trying to as quickly as I could, open windows, the front door, the back door, turning all the fans on as I went.

I scared off a big old hawk sitting on the telephone pole and as I’m trying to catch fresh breaths of air, I’m thinking how much I wished I’d gotten a photo of him!

Remember my eau de skunk post? Well, guess what? The next thing I know, I’m smelling skunk. LOL

They say not to take the pan outside, again for the danger that you could splash burning hot oil on yourself. But after I opened all the windows, I took the pan outside, and made the dumb mistake of opening up the lid. What was inside? A whole bunch of smoke, which I promptly inhaled. And choked on.

Nothing was left in the pan but burned-to-a-crisp potatoes–or Cajun style, blackened.

I hadn’t put the roast beef chunks in, so… I had those cold. And that was the rather unappealing lunch I had.  And I’m back to baking in the future. This was a picture I took of a Japanese cook who makes fires on purpose. Not something I would do!!!! Just for clarification.

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So… are you entertained???

Do you ever burn up your food???

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Trying to Spread Some Winter Cheer with My Wolves!

In the more northern reaches of the States, my friends have been buried under snow. And they’re tired of it. They sent me pictures, and feeling for them, while I’m planting my new plants and it’s 70 degrees out, I sent my wolves to warm them up.

What else could I do??? That’s what werewolf friends are supposed to do, right? Send in the pack to help?

So here’s what happened when they arrived. It was time for a photo op.

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The first is in Minnesota. The second is in Chicago area.

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And now I’m back to edits on A Highland Wolf Christmas.

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But not sleeping!

But I’ve been tossing around the idea of working on a shorter book for Bella’s wolf pack in Heart of the Wolf, and one for the lost Arctic wolf pack that is currently homeless. 🙂

Are you interested?

Cougar’s Mate, the first in the series will be coming out soon also!


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What Else Do I Do?

One of the questions I’m often asked on interviews–when you’re not writing (me, not writing, ever???), what else do you do???

Well, I blog. 🙂

I bird watch, which wouldn’t be half the fun if I didn’t also photograph them and share them.

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I take trips and see fun stuff. Photograph them. Share them.

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Create teddy bears. And share them.

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Garden–which for now means planting new plants to replace the new ones I planted last year that didn’t make it through our summer heat and drought–these are supposed to be more drought resistant.

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And a million other things.

And then I also write, write, write! 🙂

What are some of your favorite things to do?


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The Dangers of Yard Work

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Do you see the elusive cardinal?

Okay, so yesterday was a glorious summery day, wind blowing, warm, beautiful, and I went out to rake. I startled a bunny from the jasmine ground cover as I raked the leaves from it and I swear it looked like a jack rabbit. But it moved so quickly before I had even spied it tear off, that it probably was only a bunny. Jack rabbits have really long ears and legs, and this one looked like one, but I would have had to have really seen more of it to be sure. However, with a road runner here too, it could have been.

So with the eau de skunk permeating the air, I was out raking. The one rake fell apart in my hands. The second worked, but it wasn’t broad enough for me as many leaves as I had to move, and so I went to the third rake, and it blistered my hand.

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There you have it. I can fight mountain lions, battle snakes, fight for my life in the jungle, or against Highland warriors of old. But go rake some leaves and I’m wounded.

Now, if you read Jaguar Fever, I have where we have a wounded hero and the heroine has to get him some bandages, but all she has are animal bandages. You think I make all this stuff up, right?

So here I am looking for a bandage and what do I find? Toothy shark bandages as they’re ready to take a bite. LOL

Yep, so I now have a blue shark bandage on my hand as I type away. Where I got them from or when, I haven’t a clue.

And that’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.

What are the most fun bandages you’ve ever had? Or do you get those sheer ones so that no one knows you have a boo-boo?

If you want to know if I’m for hire for raking leaves? No. I’ve decided I have a princess’s delicate skin and photography is more my style. Oh, and writing about all this stuff. 🙂

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Eau de… Skunk


With the coming of spring, so too come the skunks. In my shifter series, my jaguars, cougars, and wolves have a better sense of smell than humans do. But there’s one thing that humans can smell very well without the enhanced abilities of their wilder halves and that is–skunk. And this morning, I woke to its overwhelming fragrance.

I think of Pepe Le Pew: “Ah! This leetle one wishes to commit suicide to prove her love for me. What a sweet gesture. Never-the-less, I must prevent eet!”

And I admit, I hated that he was so in love and they were the typical star crossed lovers. I always wanted him to find a REAL skunk to fall in love with.

 I ran into one in the side yard one time at night when I went to turn off my water, and it immediately hid behind a sheet of plywood my dad had leaning against the house, have no idea why, but I had to wait until the next morning to turn off the water, AND move that piece of plywood to get rid of the “cute” little skunk’s hiding place.

When my parents were a newly married couple, they had to get the first prerequisite child–a boxer puppy, and once when they were boating on a Texas lake when she was about a year old, the dog got skunked while they were on shore, so rather than let her in the boat for a while, they made her swim after the boat. Suffice it to say, the dog was still wearing eau de skunk until they could scrub her down later.

So when we think of spring flowers and the new green leaves appearing on the trees, we also have the reminder that Pepe Le Pew is on his way looking for that purrrrfect mate. So… get out of his way!

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Has Pepe Le Pew visited you, too???

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