One time in an author interview, because I happen to write sexy stuff, I was asked about the strangest place that I have ever had sex in. I’m pretty normal in all that and I answered that having camped at a local war put on by the Society for Creative Anachronism, we did it in a tent. What make it strange was that we could hear people walking by right outside, and I couldn’t stop giggling. Continue reading “Moving Violations”
I was raised a Catholic and attended many funerals in the years my mother volunteered with the Altar and Rosary Society. The first one I remember was held for a schoolmate who had cystic fibrosis. She died very young and our entire class attended the funeral. My mother had a photo in her memory books taken at the funeral of a young cousin. The actual deceased in her coffin was the subject of the picture. Apparently, this was a common occurrence in the 1920s. Continue reading “The Practice of Funerals”
Fans of the rock group My Chemical Romance know what can be deeply moving and scary about loving someone with Cancer. Streetlight Manifesto’s As the Footsteps Die Out Forever Ever made me cry. Garage Band Nirvana covered the issue in Heart-Shaped Box. Tumblr has a list of great songs and the reasons behind them when known. Continue reading “Love and Cancer”
If you have been reading my blog for a while, you know how much I love my local chapter of Romance Writers of America. You may also know that I won NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) for 2016. That just means I finished my novel on time. But it also means I signed up for information on meet-ups in my area. Continue reading “Wednesday Mornings”
I’m cheating. I need to get this information all in one place so that I can update my About Me page on this blog. And in the meantime, I can share my intimate details with you. No, no, not THOSE intimate details. Just because I write smut doesn’t mean I want everyone to know my personal preferences. No, I am saving those for my memoirs. Continue reading “About Me”
A healthy life often means watching a lot of numbers. You count calories, you get blood work done for you A1C levels, your blood pressure must be watched, your weight, your miles, and steps walked or run. The cardio minutes when your heart rate elevated, your age, your salt intake in grams. Your daily blood sugar levels, pre and postprandial. Continue reading “The Numbers Game”
Trigger Warning: This blog deals with some difficult issues such as murder and crimes scenes.
Through most of my writing adventures, I have thrown little stones and paper wads at my characters. I have wounded, smacked around, and almost killed them. I have sent rumors of their deaths to relatives. But as far as I can recall, which is never a sure thing, I have never killed anyone. Continue reading “Death Scenes”