Went to IKEA yesterday with my daughter and really enjoyed it.
I managed to write 2,000 words on United Shifter Force Christmas, watched a bunch of videos on cover making and am still playing with the cover for United Shifter Force Christmas, which will be in an anthology first. But when we get our novellas back, we’ll be sharing them separately so I’ll need an individual cover too.
Okay, I’m off to write. I wish books would write themselves, but they really need some help. lol
I’m an introvert and so when I was thirteen, my parents got me an Afghan hound and my sister, a silky terrier. The idea was that we would take them to puppy shows to get over our shyness. It was fun and something new to do and it did help! Not all the way, but somewhat.
I adored Tasha, well, Katie too. I love animals. But Tasha was mine to care for and I loved her. She was a crazy dog, chasing us in the backyard and they’re fast runners, so that was no contest for her. She would bite us in the back as if we were her puppy playmates when she was this tall and we couldn’t stop laughing. We would toss the ball to her and one time, it hit her on the nose and she went under the bushes and sulked. No amount of telling her we didn’t mean for it to hit her on the nose made her change her mind until SHE was ready to come out and return to the fun.
Dad was always digging holes for new trees in the backyard, and as soon as he had one in the ground, she would try to chew the sapling as if it were a chew toy. She would rest her nose on her paws and just wait for him to start digging the next hole. He’d give her a steely-eyed gaze, warning her not to touch the tree. She’d raise her furry eyebrows, head still on paws, asking, “Who me?” And then as soon as he got back to work, she was at the sapling. He tried hot sauce on the tree, that was just a, uhm, well, hot and spicy treat for her.
They’re so different from a dog, really, having more of a cat personality. They’ll go with anyone who would take them somewhere, so not at all loyal. At least she wasn’t. But she was so much fun.
We stayed at a family-owned motel on a trip through Tennessee from Florida and the owners sat out with us while we swam and she was tied to the umbrella-covered table and was trying to pull it toward the pool to join us. She was a nut.
She jumped from bed to bed in the motel room, thinking this was the most fun she’d ever had. And she loved riding in the car. We stopped at a scenic outlook in the mountains and took a walk through the woods where way down below you could hear the sound of a bear calling–at least everyone thought so. We came around a corner of the mountain where a man and boy were screaming, terrified, running toward us until they realized Tasha wasn’t a bear and she was on a long leash I was holding onto. lol
Just as we’ll always have that fond memory, they would have too.
But when my dad lost his job at the cape with all the layoffs and cutbacks they had (we had transferred in from the California company and he didn’t have the seniority that the ones who worked for the Florida company had) we moved to Oregon. I couldn’t take my beloved Tasha with me because we were staying with my grandparents. I hated that I had to give her up. But I never regretted owning one cat-like dog that ran like the wind, dared my dad to turn his back on her when he was planting trees, and sulked when she thought we were being mean to her. She had the cutest personality.
Okay, I barely got started on the Christmas anthology yesterday, so off to work on it some more.
Well, I started the Christmas novella yet again, but it still isn’t want I want. lol. Four different starts. I don’t usually do this. I usually just have an idea, eventually, and run with it and get stuck along the way. *sigh*
So I’m taking care of both kids this afternoon. I need a baby swing. I need some safety scissors for my granddaughter. Her preschool teacher says she needs practice cutting out shapes. Soooo, Grandma is going to practice with her if I’m not walking baby the whole time. lol
We’ll find shapes around the house, trace them, and practice cutting. Maybe work on our rainbow sewing project and paint a giraffe rainbow colors. She loves everything rainbow, so everything she does, she has to make rainbowish.
Okay, I’ve got to get some stuff done before they get here. Hope you all have a fun-filled weekend!!!
I’ve got to figure out this story. I even watched two Christmas movies to try and get in the mood. *double sigh*
It was so much fun seeing all the birds at the birding center, but some of them were actually sitting on the railings of the boardwalk making it the best for picture taking. Except for the busy backgrounds in a couple of them. So I added texture backgrounds. We were able to get really close to them before they moved too.
Well, I finished proofing Silence of the Wolf and SEAL to the Rescue, so will be turning them in momentarily. And now it’s time to write those Christmas stories!!!
I’ve started the novella 3 times. I’m going to pull out the different versions and then just run with one of them.
Hope you all have a fantastic day! I have to start feeling Christmas in July!
When we were walking on the Birding boardwalk, naturally, I was looking for birds to photograph, but then my son-in-law pointed out what he thought was an alligator. Sure enough, I took a picture of it and when I handed the camera to him so he could see it, the alligator disappeared! Just think if you were wading out there! Playing the Jaws’ music here. It’s one of the wild alligators in the reserve.
The smiling alligator is in part of the protected reserve.
The little alligator looks like a stuffed alligator, it was standing so still. They told us they have to separate all the different ages or the bigger ones will eat the little ones. It’s an alligator eat alligator world out there.
Okay, so I managed to get to chapter 20 on proofing for Silence of the Wolf, nearly done with the novel, I think, and then the novella is after that, SEAL Wolf Pursuit. Which means I’m only halfway through this book, 200 pages done, 200 pages to go. I hope to have it done so I can get started on the Christmas books this weekend, though I have babysitting duty on Saturday. The kids are going to see their first movie in 2 years at the theater–and we have a brand new theater that opened in June. Then my daughter and I will see a movie together maybe the following weekend, and daddy will take care of the kids!
Also, You Had Me at Cougar is now available in print! Woohoo!
Man was I tired yesterday. You know how they say you need to have a day break from work after a trip to recuperate from the vacation, well, it’s true! Little one and I started on a rainbow sewing project. She has a cloud, two unicorns, and can’t remember what else to sew. I have to help with it, but she’s loving it. We still have to finish the rainbow too.
I managed only to take care of two things that had come up while I was gone. I need to work on proofing Silence of the Wolf, but with my granddaughter here until late, I just couldn’t manage. So after I get groceries tomorrow, I’ll have to get to work on it. I discovered, when I went to get her some milk, mine had gone bad!
I did work on some of the photos when I had time, so here is a Green Heron and its baby chick. This was at the Birding and Nature Center on South Padre Island. The heron was on the railing of the boardwalk and I had taken several pictures of him/her, momma or daddy, and then saw something small move on the reeds next to the water down below. I captured a couple of shots before the baby moved into the grasses and hid its face. So cute.
I didn’t manage to get to the 5 story tower there, but we walked all over the boardwalks for 2 hours after already having a long day of it at the beach. Just too much fun! And I was in hog heaven being able to take pictures of the birds and alligators, turtles, crabs, and a bunny rabbit. Oh, and barn owl and tortoises. It would have been even better if it had been overcast, but you have to do what you have to do.
Now I want to go to the birding boardwalk we’re supposed to have around here. I’ll have to check into it. But I’ll want to go when it’s not so beastly hot.
Have a beautiful day. I’ve got to get going on mine!
This was the first time my son-in-law had been. My granddaughter had never been to a beach before or seen the ocean. (Gulf of Mexico). It’s not a horribly long drive–about 7 hours, but we had to add to the time with gas stops, bathroom stops, baby feeding and diaper changing stops. We were only 2 cars away from a horrible 18-wheeler accident. I was sitting in the way back so didn’t see it. My son-in-law had to swerve to miss the guy slamming on his brakes in front of him, and then the 3 vehicles pulled over, but since none of us in our car had seen what had happened, and with a baby and 4 year old in the car, we waited while the men in the two trucks ahead of us got out and were pulling the driver out of the overturned cab. The traffic was going through still and the emergency vehicles were on their way and we continued on ours.
On the way down, we were delayed by an accident on the bridge to the island. Driving 9 miles took an hour. I can’t even imagine how they could have removed the wrecked cars on that high bridge.
This is the first vacation we’d had in 2 years because of COVID.
On the way home, we ran into torrential thunderstorms and I can never understand how some people won’t turn on their lights! Don’t they know that the visibility is so bad that other cars can’t see them? It’s not so much that they can see better on the road!
Anyway, we’re home and I have to take care of little one today instead of on Thursday. She had a little too much sun. She was absolutely fearless in the water when it can be so dangerous. Tidal pull was strong, but it was shallow a long ways out, so I pulled her on a boogie board through the water, held the board while she stood up on it, and then took her to the drop off where other kids were sitting in the shallows and she was doing that.
Then there was the shark trough. That’s what I think of it because of the Cape Canaveral Beach in Florida where they closed it to the military servicemen. They had so many shark attacks in that trough before the sandbar and this looked just like it.
We walked 2 miles to a Italian ice cream shop. I ended up carrying my granddaughter about 3/4 miles of the trip and daddy and mommy carried her the rest of the time. We needed her stroller. She had walked all over the boardwalks earlier that day at the Birding Center. And of course for hours at the beach. So she just couldn’t make it.
Thunderstorms we ran into on way home.
Okay, little one will be here momentarily. Trying to download my pictures since 4th of July. And I have a book to proof, Silence of the Wolf, and a red hat society bear to make. I need to pick up the dogs at 1. So another crazy day, though I was ready to just chill and wash and such!
Master baker Ava Lamar has one mission in mind after baking tons of treats for the Fourth of July celebration in Yuma Town—swimming at Lake Buchanan on this hot summer’s day. What she doesn’t expect is to be saddled with running the fortune telling booth—using her real psychic abilities—and giving a hot, bachelor cougar a place to stay for the whole weekend.
Cougar Shifter Force Special Agent Chet Kensington has just finished a tough mission, been chewed up a bit by rogue cougars, and he’s taking a break to be with his old team, but he has no place to stay, everything being booked up in Yuma Town for the big cougar celebration. When Ava reluctantly allows him to stay with her, he finds himself drawn to her the whole celebration long.
But back home in Wyoming, things are getting out of hand. A serial killer is murdering female cougars and he and some of his old team have to find him, pronto. The problem is all the trouble leads right back to Ava—and now he has to do his best to keep her safe before the killer adds her to his list of victims.
I was going to write this earlier, but then I realized it looked too summery, so I went with Cougar Christmas Calamity earlier and then this was my summer cougar book. But I thought I’d write Saving the White Cougar as a Halloween novella and so I thought I’ll jump on that quickly between wolf deadline books. But Saving the White Cougar kept growing and growing and growing. lol
So it turned into a full-length novel, which is fine, but I still needed it to come AFTER You Had Me at Cougar. 🙂 You Had Me at Cougar print cover will be worked on Monday, so I’m hoping I can have it up by Friday of next week.
Saving the White Cougar is ready for preorders with a release date of September 1st.
We had violent storms last night and this morning, but I think things are supposed to chill out after that.
Now if I could only come up with some ideas for the Christmas stories!
It’s going to be a wild day today is all I can say. I was out pulling up spent sunflowers and got the trash out. I have a million things to do.
When I took Tanner in for his shots, the vet recommends I brush my dogs’ teeth. Well, that’s easier said than done!!! Yes, he eats hard food. Yes, he chews on bones. Yes, he crunches on hard biscuits. It doesn’t matter!
So there’s something I can add to the water that I’m going to try that’s supposed to help with the tartar build up. And he has one ear with too much hair in it. Tanner is a hairy dog. What can I say? His black fur is so thick it’s wonderful, but it’s also a job to comb through all the way to the roots, though I spend a couple of hours on him every day. I looked at his ear, but I couldn’t see what she was talking about. He’ll go to the groomers this weekend and I’ll ask them to do it. At least with trying to brush his teeth, he likes the baking soda toothpaste. And when Max came up to get his brushing–he has to do everything that Tanner does, Tanner was right back up there wanting me to brush his teeth again. Well, maybe not brush them, but give him some more of that toothpaste. Silly dog.
Little one will be here any second, so I need to wrap this up. I have to go to the grocery store this morning or we won’t have anything for lunch or dinner.