Thursday, November 13, 2014

A Byte of Romance

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What happens when an Archery Hunting Dilberty-Engineer marries a Part-Time Vegetarian Writer?


Stuff.


You know that last part of the wedding ceremony when the officiate says, “Let the games commence!” What? You don’t know that part? I think they usually whisper it, as an aside.


Maybe that was just at my wedding. I’m thinking about my wedding because it is anniversary time for Dear Hubby and me.


According to Hallmark this year is a precious metal and jewels anniversary. Please feel free to bestow these treasures lavishly, should the mood strike you. My Dear Hubby says I just like to put sparkly jewels in drawers but since I don’t like them to touch me, he won’t buy them. The man absolutely refuses to be a good capitalist in this regard, anarchist that he is.


Once Upon a Time we had a big fat white wedding. My mother-in-law invited her entire church choir. My father-in-law invited his bowling team. Most of the men in Dear Hubby’s family danced with me while complaining that it was the first day of small game season. (That’s a thing, apparently. Who knew?) I knew whatever they were going on about didn’t matter. I knew my Tarzan would stop hunting anyway, after the wedding, and we’d spend our days in idyllic bliss reading poetry, visiting museums, and dancing.


I got married very young and naïve.


As Dear Hubby’s BFF has often said to me over the years, “Well, I guess that makes you the dumb ***.”


WARNING—WARNING—WARNING: If you marry a hunter during hunting season, you will celebrate anniversaries with your girlfriends. This is not a bad thing. I just thought you should know. Either that or your hunter will quit hunting and you’ll spend your days in idyllic bliss reading poetry, visiting museums, and dancing.


Hey, we live in an infinite universe, right?


The first anniversary I recall being in the same place as Dear Hubby was our fifth. I was writing and I noticed the date. I called out to him, “Do you know what today is?”


“The day we turn the clocks back,” he replied.


“Yes, but it’s something else too…”


He got that worried look in his eyes that husbands get during pop quizzes. The next anniversary I remember celebrating together was a couple years after that. We’d traveled cross country to visit my in-laws, coincidentally it was also so DH could hunt, but he took me out to a really fancy restaurant and slid a pretty velvet box across the table for me. It was an absolutely spectacular silver and gold watch. I was stunned, especially when he waited expectantly for his gift.


“Um. I didn’t get you anything, I’m sorry,” I said.


“That’s okay,” he said. He’s a very forgiving man, but he looked disappointed.


“I’m really sorry, I didn’t know we were giving gifts this year,” I said.


“Don’t we always?” he asked.


“No. I think this is the first time you’ve ever given me an anniversary gift. I love it.”


He slumped back in his chair. “Shoot. I forgot. I wouldn’t have spent the money, but I know I sent you flowers before.”


“I love flowers,” I said.


“I don’t like to buy flowers. They just die,” he said.


“Well, everything dies, including wives.”


“Hopefully not as fast as flowers do.” Why can I never win that argument? Fortunately, what with the wild success of my books, I can now afford to purchase all the mums and daisies I want at the supermarket—and they last really well, until the next royalty payment rolls in the following month.


Leading the good life.


And that’s what happens when an Archery Hunting Dilberty-Engineer marries a Part-Time Vegetarian Writer. At least so far. But as I like to say, “Let the games commence!”

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So, if you were to sum up yourself and your significant other, how would you say it? Part-Time Fashionista, and Full-Time S'mores Goddess, marries Beef Jerky Aficionado, and Free Lance Arm Chair Conspiracy Theorist? And if you don’t have a significant other yet, feel free to hypothesize and just make one up. I dig that fiction stuff.


Thursday, November 6, 2014

We Interrupt This Blog Because We Have a Novel to Write--NaNoWriMoMyWay





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Right now I’m in the middle of NaNoWriMo.


NaNoWriMo (one word—na-noh-RY-moh) stands for National Novel Writing Month. It’s a real thing where many writers attempt to write the entire first draft of a novel in one month. That’s 50,000 words if you follow the official guideline. Yes there is a site where you can log in your daily word count, and it’s hard to move through social media this month without bumping elbows with some wild-eyed sleep-deprived writer staring down this challenge.



Every week of this month I’ll be writing my book while holed up in different locations.
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This is only the first week and I’ve already completely flipped my days around, ate raw oatmeal for breakfast, told someone who woke me up at noon that I work nights dancing on tables, and pounded out almost 23,000 words. Writing at night is just my thing; I like the quiet of it. While I write fairly fast, I’m also writing a complex series that requires concentration, and while I like good food I just don’t want to take too much time to make it.



So all I have for you today is my Covenant Keeper Oatcake recipe. You can microwave it (I do), but just don’t let anyone from Warrior of the Ages know I recommended that.


Smash an organic banana.


Add maple syrup if you like stuff extra sweet.
I usually skip this.


Add about 5 Tbsp oatmeal - not instant.


Stir in some raisins if you like.
Nuke ~ 3 minutes, bake if you're a Covenant Keeper!


Turn onto a plate and top with Greek Yogurt. Yum.




Happy Breakfast—or whatever meal you don’t have much time for. I’m subsisting on fairly healthy fast food this week. That’s bag salads and veggies, yogurt, and gallons of iced tea, not to mention that I’ve eaten four giant honey crisp apples every single day—so far. There may have been one 3:00 a.m. encounter with a container of Halloween sprinkles and a spoon, but let’s not talk about that.


Now I’m going back to my MS (manuscript) and already looking forward to next week, because I’ll be able to order take-out salads for nearly every meal next week. This is going to be fun—I like to meander, and look forward to tackling NaNoWriMo wherever the wind blows me! If you want to guess where I'm writing from this week, I'll give you a clue...there are hobbits here.



Monday, November 3, 2014

SERVANT by J. S. Bailey



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Today The Glitter Globe welcomes author J. S. Bailey to celebrate the release of her new book Servant, Book One in the Chronicles of Servitude. 

This is the summary from the back cover.

Bobby Roland knows things he shouldn't.

Plagued with premonitions of disaster, he fights to save others’ lives. What Bobby doesn't foresee is that rescuing a stranger from death will place him in the line of fire.

He discovers a world of evil spirits and tormented souls when he becomes entangled in a madman's plot to kill the Servant, a man chosen by God to exorcise demons from the possessed. When Bobby falls under spiritual attack following the encounter, he must choose between saving others and saving himself.

I really like the cover. This is a Horror story, but I love to walk in the woods at night--especially when the moon is full, sometimes it looks just like this cover. (I don't think walking in the woods is scary at all, by the way, but as usual I digress, back to relevant book and author information!)


You can find out more about Servant over on Goodreads.  

And you can check out Servant on Amazon


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J. S. Bailey, Author
As a child J. S. Bailey escaped to fantastic worlds through the magic of books and began to write as soon as she could pick up a pen. She dabbled in writing science fiction until she discovered supernatural suspense novels and decided to write her own. Today her stories focus on unassuming characters who are thrown into terrifying situations which may or may not involve ghosts, demons, and evil old men. She believes that good should always triumph in the end.

Bailey is also the author of Rage's Echo, The Land Beyond the Portal, Solitude, Weary Traveler, and Vapors. She lives with her husband in Cincinnati, Ohio.


If you’re interested in winning some of this cool loot, follow this link over to Read Write Muse to find out how it’s done.



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Cool Giveaways for the release of Servant by J. S. Bailey



Sunday, November 2, 2014

Life Unpublished: Talk Nerdy to Me

Life Unpublished: Talk Nerdy to Me: I may not be the biggest Lady Nerd in the universe, but that doesn't change my love for some pretty dorky things. via tumblr Recen...