Feb
2013

Sunday Thoughts

I meant to post something yesterday but totally forgot.  It has been a rough week for me, a lot going on.

Weight; I’ve lost 18 lbs and overall 4 inches since I started Turbofire last July. Now I have NOT been consistent with my diet or following the exercising, yet I’m still losing weight. **YAY**

I’m currently two weeks into my consistent workouts and eating right, I haven’t weighed myself since Tuesday and I’m not going to until next tues. I feel better, I can feel the changes. Just need to work on getting to bed early.

Writing: I’ve been working on the fallen angel thing. Yes, I am still on vacation ;) but the story is very loud in my brain. I blame J.A. Marlow for it. Yes JA I am publicly blaming you for it!!! :D  Seriously though  I am very happy to be working on this thing, so I shouldn’t complain.

I am putting together my business plan and release schedule for the next year. There is a lot to think about and now that things are settling down, I think I can start re-focusing on my writing business.

Overall; Life is good. Next Sat we will be celebrating 1 year out from Oklahoma. Hubs and I were talking about doing a celebration or something. I love where we’re living, and though this past year has been brutal, it has been worth it.

 

 

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Help Never Came

Life in the post-zombie-apocalypse is full of nasty surprises and many unsolved mysteries, such as old diaries and teddy bears. After saving some fellow survivors Chris and his team find themselves stuck on the wrong side of the river with surging hordes of Zombies moving faster than normal. Worse yet, home base isn’t answering their calls.

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Jan
2013

Queston and call for research help

As posted on FB;

Ok internets, I am doing research on angels in mythology any site/book recommends that aren’t psychotic paranoia bullshit but actual; according to X this angel is X and stuff like that? I don’t want an over steeping in religious dogma I need the actual references of where this information originated (The Qua’ran, Torah, Bible etc.) 

 

To properly world-build this I need a bit of historic mythology knowledge from a wide range of sources, not JUST Christianity or what have you.

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Dec
2012

Sunday Serenity

Haven’t done a Sunday Serenity post in a while, so here you have the creek in my backyard;

 

 

So yesterday I was supposed to work on Crossroads, but instead I got caught up with a character whose story is about 25 years after Crossroads, so I wrote out a little reunion scene between him and his love interest who haven’t seen each other in about 4 or 5 years, and now he seems to have lurked away into a corner, yet again freeing my brain to play in Zander’s story. If anyone is curious, it is Zander’s son, who looks like he’s going to be as cracktastic to write about as Zander is… I can’t wait to get to his story!

So here is the snip, I don’t know what comes next (my friends are telling me reunion hawt SEX) or what led up to this scene, but enjoy;

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Caladorn leaned against the door frame, watching her as she was carefully setting weapons out on the table. She didn’t see him, engrossed in what she was doing. There was a hardness to her, that hadn’t been there before, a few more scars, more confidence. Her hair pulled back in the tight braid with a few stray curls framing her narrow face. Her dark eyes locked on her weapons. She half turned and caught sight of him, halting mid-step, eyes going wide.

“Hello Amora.”

“You came!” She shrieked, he barely moved in time to brace himself for her leap at him. He caught her with a low laugh, wrapping an arm around her waist as her arms slid around his neck, legs around his waist. She kissed him and the cares and worries and annoyances fell away. When they broke apart, she slowly lowered her legs to the floor, leaning against him, not letting go .

“I said I’d visit.” He brushed her hair from her face. Her eyes were overly bright.

“Saying is one thing, doing, is another.” She tipped her head to one side, tracing the thin scar on his jawline her smile fading. “You’re not here just for a visit are you?”

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 Have a happy Sunday!

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Jan
2012

What the hell was I thinking??

I am packing. OMG we have so much stuff! Well I just found notes from a project idea dating 2005. I thought I would share, I have no idea where I was going with this.

The paper says:

3 Major gangs
2 arch enemies
1 thief with a case of bad luck
and the world is the gameboard…

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Nadine* knows something. Something so damaging she could change the course of the future.
And Everybody wants to know what it is…

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Imprisoned for years
Driven by revenge
The problem?
One child
One woman
One City
One hundred thousand men standing between him and his goal.

What the hell was I thinking? This is the only paper written on in this note book… o.O it sounds like a kickass idea (if not a bit over-dramatic), or maybe it is 3 ideas on one page, but I have no memory of writing it down.

Paper is going to get packed, but pondered over…

Time to finish clearing this stuff off the table and get myself moving for the day. Have a great day folks!

 

*I have a character with this name in a story that is half written.
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