Shorts Update… And No, I’m Not Using Any Body Parts

For those of you in the know, I’m working on a short story about a witch who doesn’t heed the Rule of Three and learns too late–never do a curse when extremely pissed.

I’ve never written a short before. Sure, I’ve done essays in school and college, but an actual short story? Nope.

For the past two weeks, I’ve had a lot of family stuff going on and haven’t really had a chance to get going with it. I’d thought it about it here and there but hadn’t planned anything out nor even wrote anything down. But tonight? I actually started planning and researching…then I got immersed in my research for a few hours. I was looking for a revenge curse and finally came to the realization I’m going to have to write my own.

That’s a little scary, ya know? Even though it’s a fiction story, I’ve decided not to use any chicken hearts or eye of newt or toe of frog or left big toe of a magician, just in case someone, somewhere, actually tries to use my curse. Gah.

On the other hand, it’s got to be real. Even though I write fiction, I want a sense of realism in my writing. Fun fact: I actually am a witch (found out last summer after weird shit started happening), so the curse will be an actual curse…not that I would ever curse someone (though I won’t say never), mainly because the Rule of Three scares the hell out of me. Apparently it doesn’t scare my character though, or she just doesn’t give a rat’s ass at the time, but in the end she regrets doing the curse to begin with.

Hmm…a rat’s ass…now there’s a thought. :)

Shorts, Anyone?

No, no. I’m not talking about the shorts you wear, but the shorts you read. Since my WIP is off with betas and I have some free time, I’m going to try my hand at writing a few short stories and submit to anthologies to see if they get accepted. If they do, great! If not, oh well. I’ll hold onto them for some other time.

What am I going to write about? One story will have to do with a young witch learning too late about the Rule of Three, another will be a nonsparkling vampire story, and maybe one more. I find I’m leaning more toward the horror side of writing though I’m not sure why because I don’t care to watch horror movies. Strange, I know.

I’ve never written a short story before, but I’ve heard they’re harder to write than novels. I’m hoping to get one done before the end of this month since the submission date is the last day of this month.

To help get me started, does anyone have advice on writing shorts?

Last Call for Beta Readers!

All right, guys.
I’ve got a few betas lined up but would like to get one or two more. My WIP is 379 pages and a little over 117,00 words, so not a fast read, unless you have loads of time and are a very fast reader.

My story is New Adult urban fantasy and includes supernatural creatures, some horror (violence/gore), a few fight scenes, a few sex scenes, some serious aspects, and a lot of fun.

I’m looking for people who can give constructive feedback, can see plot holes and inconsistencies, strengths/weaknesses, and what they like/don’t like.

I will need people who can commit to reading the entire WIP and giving feedback no later than Feb 1. Any beta readers will be acknowledged in the book. I am looking to go the traditional publishing route, so it could be a while before it’s actually published.

A short synopsis:
Not even death can break a blood promise.

Tora Hayden finds out her deceased great-grandmother of close to seventy years wasn’t human and now Tora is to take great-grandma’s place. During the extremely painful transformation of taking on great-grandma’s powers, it’s discovered great-grandma made a blood promise to a daimon. Unbeknownst to Tora, that debt has now been transferred to her.

Tora’s guardian from birth, Ryk, takes on the task of teaching Tora how to fight in the event the daimon comes looking for her.

Unfortunately for Tora, the daimon not only comes looking, but finds her.

Why Does It Look Like Blood Mixed With Barf?

I sent Thing 1 to the store for a few things–milk, hamburger, V8, crackers…so he bought some “flavored” milk. One was chocolate mint (yuck–grainy and too minty), and the other was red velvet milk (again, yuck).

Of course, Thing 3 wanted to try them. She agreed with me that the chocolate mint was gross, though Thing 1 disagreed. She then wanted to try the red velvet milk.

Have you ever seen red velvet milk? It’s thick like blood and the color of a sickly, muddy red. When I handed it to Thing 3, she looked in the cup and asked, “WHY DOES IT LOOK LIKE BLOOD MIXED WITH BARF?!” She then proceeded to drink it, and guess what?

She liked it!

I, however, am staying away from it.

Beta Readers Needed!

After working on this baby for over three years, I’m finally to the point of needing beta readers! I’m looking for 4-5 people who have a critical eye and are willing to not only start but finish the book and give me feedback, which I need by Feb. 1.

My WIP is new adult urban fantasy, set in Chicago. There are some horror aspects to it, some serious parts, and some lighthearted parts as well. Also, there are sex scenes!!

If you’re familiar with Chicago, all the better, although a lot of my places are fictional. It’s 379 pages and 117,312 words. So, yes, it’s kinda long, which is why I’m giving a month to finish. I’m looking to send this out to agents rather than self-publish.

If you’re interested, please email me at and include whether or not you’ve beta read before, and if so, your method of beta reading.


Things were great…until I tried the tea

I went Black Friday shopping at a local mall. This is only the second time in my life I’ve ever went shopping on Black Friday, and it reminded me of why I don’t do it.

There’s waaay to many people!

I didn’t get much simply because I’m saving up for other stuff, so I “tried” not to spend money. Really, I did try.

I was doing great until we stopped in at Teavana. We moseyed around the store, sniffing and sampling different teas. Most of them were kind of blah or okay, but then…the sales associate had us try the holy grail of tea.

White Chocolate Peppermint.

Oh. My. God.

That first sip almost sent me into orgasmic bliss. By the second sip, I was hooked. When I asked her “how much?” she went behind the counter, opened up a tin, and the scent wafted out. She then proceeded to fill up a tin, weighed it, and told me the price.

I almost dropped my teeth.

A hundred-fifty bucks for 2 pounds of freakin’ tea?!

I was in turmoil. What to do? If I bought the full 2 pounds, then I’d get the tin for free AND 20% off the price!

Thing 2 and Thing 3 were both with me. While I was having an internal debate on what to do, they were chanting, “Get the tea! You know you want it. So do we. Get the tea!” I’m sad to say, I bowed under peer pressure and bought the damn tea. Of course, I also had to get a teapot to properly brew my tea.

After we got home, we all relaxed from a long day of shopping with a nice, hot cup of White Chocolate Peppermint tea. Ahh, heaven in a cup.

Rather than throw out the used tea, I have it simmering over the stove. My house smells delicious.

And the $150 tin of tea I bought? It’s now a prized possession and under lock and key. I told the kiddos they can’t make this tea whenever the hell they feel like it, because it’s gotta last an entire year! It’s only sold during the holidays, and I’m not spending another $150 on tea until this time next year.

Aww, Did I Break Your Wittle Heart?

My daughter, Thing 2, has a thing for Matt Bomer, only she didn’t know his actual name. She watches episode after episode of White Collar.

She’s in love with him. She even got Thing 3 to fall in love with him too. –le sigh–

Tonight I asked her, “You do know he’s gay, right?”

Her response was “What?! He’s gay? Man.”

Thing 3 asked “Who’s gay?”

Thing 2 responded, “The hot guy is gay! Well, maybe he’ll go straight and then in five years I can marry him.”

Dream on, hon. Dream on.

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