Jan Nakutis: “When I was 40 I had this tattoo done on my ankle with the plan that when I was old and in my rocking chair I could look down and still feel like I could howl at the moon. Well, I’m 71 now, not anywhere near a rocking chair and I’m still howling at the moon 🌕.
All your books help keep me that way. “
Lizzy LaBare: “I honestly can’t tell you which series I enjoyed more… I am leaning towards the werewolves. Thank you so much for sharing them with us. I am still trying to get over the fact that my dream man/wolf lives in another woman’s head…lol”
I asked my readers if I could share their quotes on my blog today. It’s all about readers. They make my day!
Thanks to my blog readers and my book readers for making my year!
I am only 600 words behind today after being 11,000 words behind, so hope to finish that up along with my 2,000 words, and more, if I can come up with some ideas. I had thoughts last night when I was trying to sleep at 3 a.m. Now, if I could only remember them!
Have a wonderful, magical day and believe in your dreams!
Yesterday morning it was colder than I thought, but not cold enough to wear a full sweater, so I put on one I never wear that has three-quarter length sleeves. It’s a pretty shade of purple, but I have nothing to wear with it so I haven’t worn it for years and years. Usually I’ll put something like that on, take it off and wear something else. But I didn’t. Which isn’t like me at all.
So when I went to the post office, a UPS truck was parked across several parking spaces and I couldn’t get close. It was about to rain and I had a big box to ship for an item I had bought that wouldn’t work, so I parked by a pet supply shop that’s new but I never go into. I go to a family-run one or Walmart for pet supplies because the big store is too expensive.
After I dropped off the box, I headed back to my car, and the thought popped in my mind that the pet store might have a better pooper scooper than I picked up at Walmart. I didn’t find any, but then I saw collars and when I took the dogs in for their shots last week, I realized Max’s collar was way too tiny. He’d had it since he was a puppy. So despite normally picking up a collar at Walmart, that probably would have been less expensive, I found the least expensive one I could at the pet store and took it to the checkout.
The lady at the checkout counter tells me she loves my sweater. I figured she meant the pretty shade of purple. “The dragonflies,” she said.
They’re rhinestone and I hadn’t even noticed them when I put the sweater on. They’re more subdued. Like I said, it had been years since I’d worn it. “Oh, yes, I love dragonflies,” I said. (And purple!)
The woman was about thirty and she said, “My sister just died a couple of days ago.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry.” The comment was so out of the blue, I was kind of taken aback.
“She loved dragonflies. When my little boy saw a dragonfly yesterday, he said that his aunt was visiting them.”
“Oh.” And then it dawned on me. All the strange coincidences: buying new merchandise that wouldn’t work, deciding to take it back to the store before it poured rain, wearing a sweater I haven’t worn in years and years, being thwarted by the UPS truck so I had to park next to the new pet store I never thought I’d go into. Not finding the item I was thinking about buying there, but remembering another I needed to get, though I normally wouldn’t have bought it there. And then meeting the lady at the checkout counter whose sister had so recently died, who loved dragonflies and her little nephew saying he knew she was sending a message to them that she was with them whenever they saw one .
And here I am with a sweater covered in them. Coincidence? Or was I guided to cheer up the clerk a little, a message to her sister that she was still there for her? The lady said she was telling her son when she got home that a lady wearing a dragonfly sweater came to see her, which would undoubtedly cheer her son too.
Coincidence? Or something more?
Okay, I’ve been bouncing my granddaughter on my knee, trying to write this, now off to feed her breakfast.
You never know when or how you might brighten someone’s day, but what a great way to start a day!
All I had to say to the cheetah to get that toothy grin was: Red meat!
That, and it’s all in the way you say it.
Off to write. Didn’t get any more than 241 words yesterday with the baby here. Couldn’t sleep last night. Was up pulling weeds in the muggy heat this morning, even at 7 am. I’m determined to get 4,000 words today. Will I? Heck, I was determined to get 1,000 words yesterday.
I just love this picture. These are juvenile cheetahs, and momma is in the background with another sibling. I love cheetahs, but to frame a smiling cheetah while a sibling stretches his body in front of him was pretty cool. The smiling cheetah reminds me of “Smiling Faces Sometimes,” by the Undisputed Truth. Yeah. “Smiling faces, smiling faces, sometimes they don’t tell the truth…”
Centaurs in love. When I need a break, I create pictures, take pictures, play with my dogs, play with my granddaughter, garden, weed, weed, weed….but mostly write.
I will never lose my love of fantasy though. It takes me out of the drudgery of life: didn’t I just clean that toilet? What’s the ring doing there again? Weeds? I pulled them all. How come there are more now than before? Groceries? I have no groceries again? Wasn’t I just at the store?
Yep, fantasy is the stuff of fun.
Have a great, fantastical day. Now it’s time to get back to Billionaire She-Wolf and that means fun!
On and off, I was playing around with a family tree for one of my character families. I’m going to try and make one for each of the cougar shifters because I have fans that play their characters in a FB group. How cool is that?
I had Keira here yesterday, so I was taking her for a walk, she was actually walking the whole way, needed to wear her out, and then we went shopping, and she feel asleep for 2 1/2 hours, and then we played in the sprinkler and Grandmomma got as wet as the toddler, only I wasn’t wearing a bathing suit, and then she played in the wading pool. And her momma was late picking her up, so I only managed about 600 words on the book. *sigh* I was trying for a 1,000 at least.
So when I went to blog this morning, I had to mention a pet peeve I’ve mine: changing something that’s not broken. So WordPress has changed something that forces me to take another step. I used to just select one thing and write my blog. Now I have to go to Write and then select which WordPress site I want to write on. If I wanted to write on one of the others, I would have opened up those sites. Another step doesn’t sound like much, but when I’ve got an active toddler here, or piranha dogs, yes, my little fluff balls are like piranhas, then it takes away from what I should be doing….uhm, writing, catching up, not catching up. Not only that, but look at all the time I wasted talking about my pet peeve?
I just had to get that off my chest. Now I can go on with my life.
Did I mention that a woman nearly pulled out in front of me at the grocery store and would have caused a car wreck?
She was stopped at the stop sign. I was watching her. I thought she wasn’t going anywhere.
She. Was. Stopped.
But she looked right and then saw no cars were coming, she pulled out.
Right. In. Front. Of. Me.
I was going really slow, parking lot, but I still had to slam on my brakes to avoid hitting her because I wasn’t stopping. Because I wasn’t supposed to. I expected her to look left, to see me, like any good driver would do. But she didn’t. She just pulled out, and at that point, I was only inches from her!
I hit my horn, which was a lame thing to do because she was already in my way and not stopping. She looked at me like she just couldn’t believe a car was inches from her passenger door. Like, how did I suddenly materialize next to her car?
Look BOTH ways, lady! Cars drive BOTH ways. The good thing was I didn’t hit her. And the second good thing was it was a valuable reminder to her to look both ways, because if I’d been like some of the drivers in parking lots, I would have been driving faster and hit her. Well, yes, of course, if I’d been speeding through the parking lot, I might have passed her before she pulled out, but who knows, right?
Okay, got that off my chest. Now I’m free to write. lol!
It’s done! See, last time I said that, it wasn’t through with me. It was laughing it’s little green spindly head off at me while my soldiers were fighting it tooth and nail. And it was multiplying, getting out of control. And then it was getting weaker, losing the battle. Then it came back in short spurts of battle. But still, my troops were winning. Yes! And we won! I would like to say I was commanding my army against the invaders in such an exemplary manner that I truly was the reason for such good leadership and the win.
Maybe the banana and Gatorade yesterday helped. Maybe all the bed rest. Maybe just…hating to admit it…time made the difference. But yesterday I took care of my granddaughter, we walked, we played, I still am short of breath and feel weak, but no more stomach issues. Yay!
The bug is beaten! I want to do a million things I couldn’t before I got sick. I know I need to still take it easy, but, the bug is gone. (I hope.)
I HAVE to get my car safety inspected today so I can renew the car registration. I need to finish copyedits on Silver Town Wolf: Home for the Holidays so I can get back to writing on Billionaire She-Wolf. I need to shop for a mother-of-the-bride dress for my son’s wedding. Do you think anyone will notice if I wear the same one I wore for his first wedding?
Okay, I’m really off to get to work. Hope you are having a lovely day today. We have a misty rain, and I took a walk! Have a beautiful day.
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Freebies and new releases! Okay, I’m off to continue trying to keep up and get ahead on my deadline goals. I caught up yesterday with 5,000 words and did lots of weeding the garden in the cold misty rain. Much better than doing it in the hot mosquitoy sun in the summer where the soil is baked and pulling up weeds is so much harder. And much better than singing in the rain. You would really not want to hear me singing in the rain or otherwise.
Highland Wolves series by Terry Spear
These highlanders are fierce warriors–in human or wolf form.
Coreopsis, marigolds, giant zinnias, and gerbera daisy
We were supposed to have a beautiful storm, lots of rain, didn’t happen. BUT, it did cool down a bit last night and I was able to pull more grass. I had to water though. First thing at 5 am, it was beastly hot again.
I did finish edits on You Had Me at Shifter! I’ll be re-reading one scene over again this morning, turn it in, and then working on some more edits on SEAL Wolf Surrender. I also worked on Claiming the White Bear last night. I think that gives me 13,000 words. 57,000 more to go!!! So I need to type up my notes on that.
And today, I hope to get the St. Patrick’s Bear done and Santa ready to ship tomorrow.