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The Best of 2014

Rebel Ink Press has awarded me the honor of “Best of 2014”. I am so very honored and excited to be chosen for this award.

Best of RIP 2014

My relationship started with Rebel Ink Press in 2011 when they took a chance of me for an anthology submission that later published as a stand alone.

My Publication history with them has been as follows:

2011 The Galloping Ghoul of Hockomock Swamp in their editor pick anthology “Once Upon A Twisted Tale”.

2012 “The Galloping Ghoul of Hockomock Swamp” stand alone release and “Raynia’s Magic”
2013 “Beverly’s Secret“, “Phoenix Reborn“, “Dar’kind Promises” and “Dragon’s Unbound” (removed by Author in 2014 for re-writes and re-release as “Dragon Emergence” direct publication in 2015)
2014″Shifter’s Legacy” and “Emma’s New Year


The Series “The Amethyst Desire Collection” took shape with Vol 1 “Raynia’s Magic”,  Vol 2 “Beverly’s Secret,  Vol 3 “Phoenix Reborn”, Vol 4 “Shifter’s Legacy” and Vol 5 “Emma’s New Year”.

In particular “Beverly’s Secret” has continued to remain at the top of it’s genre classification at Amazon since it’s release in 2013, remaining in the top fifteen most of that time. All of these titles are Novellas and Novellettes. I am so pleased that RIP has continued to accept proposals and titles from me.  I love the staff at Rebel Ink Press and highly recommend them if you are looking for a publisher. I’m scoping our projects to submit to them in 2015 and look forward to our continued success.

And which are my two of my favorite covers created by Carl Franklin while he was working as a graphic artist at Rebel Ink Press? “The Galloping Ghoul” of course….and…..












“Beverly’s Secret”
















Guest today Helen Ogrodnick

Helen is one of my Rebel Ink Press peers.  She is unlike any of the other Rebel Ink Press authors that I’ve developed friendships with over the years.  Because, you see… Helen wrote Dear Elvira when she was 77 years old.  Yes Helen is a real rebel! Her first chapter is available for a free read on the Rebel Ink Press blog.

5x6 Elvira

Blurb for Dear Elvira

    Matt Joplin was a small town boy who moved to the city after graduating from high school in Amherst, Texas. He was the product of divorced parents because of an incident which left Matt heartbroken.  After moving to Lubbock, he was fortunate to land a job at the City Newspaper.  After a few years of working at the newspaper, he developed close friendships with some of the other employees and was asked to join their bowling team. Here he met an older gentleman and his granddaughter, whose family values made a lasting impression on him. Not only did the other employees like and respect Matt, Grace, took him shopping to introduce him to “modern” fashion.  Matt was given a special assignment by his editor, the nature of which was to remain a secret.  Two of the other newsmen and Matt were sent to a nearby city to cover an important event.  There, his co-workers were introduced to Matt’s father and his stepfather, both of whom were very wealthy and influential men. Matt decided he wanted to use his job as a reporter to make a difference in the lives of people less fortunate than he.

Then there was this certain girl…..

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Dar’kind Promises – Secret Nine

Maura has pointed fairy ears which she covers with a hat when she is out in human public. The bad guy recognizes her as one of the Fae folk. He’s seen her kind before. Could this be a real lead to Ardith?

He comments on her ears and she tries to deflect it by saying — industrial accident when she was a child.

This scene and comment are a nod to an episode of the original Star Trek. In an episode where Kirk and Spock time traveled back to old earth. The City On the Edge of Forever 1967 The conversation as recorded on the link was

[Having arrived in Earth’s distant past, Captain Kirk steals clothing so he and Spock can blend in but is halted by the sudden appearance of a policeman]
Policeman: [seeing Kirk with an armload of clothing] Well?
Capt. Kirk: You’re a police officer. I recognize the traditional accoutrements.
Spock: [in regards to his own appearance] You were saying you’ll have no trouble explaining it.
Capt. Kirk: [on the spot to explain Spock’s alien features] My friend… is obviously Chinese. I see you’ve noticed the ears. They’re… actually easy to explain…
Spock: Perhaps the unfortunate accident I had as a child…
Capt. Kirk: …the unfortunate accident he had as a child. He caught his head in a mechanical… rice picker… but, fortunately, there was an American missionary living close by who was actually a, uh, skilled, uh, plastic surgeon in civilian life…
Policeman: All right, all right. Drop those bundles and put your hands on that wall there. Come on!

It was incredibly funny. I wanted to give a nod to that scene and other trek fans. LOL

Dar’kind Promises – Secret Three

The ancient wizardess Verucca Toadswizzler helps prepare Zelia for her mission to the Earth Dimension. Her meddling causes some startling  problems.

So, Where did I come up with the name Verucca Toadswizzler?  I’ve had several people comment on the interesting choice. Names are key in my stories. I will sometimes struggle for the right name. I’ve often written blurbs with Alphabet letters in place of names. It looks something like this blurb for an upcoming Amethyst Desire Collection story.

Bi-sexual lovers X and Y decide a little variety is the best gift they can give each other to celebrate their holiday yule. Girls just wanna have fun. All X and Y want for Christmas is a little cock. They suspect their neighbor, Z, can fit the bill in a big way. To be totally fair in how they’ll take turns with Mr. Lucky they purchase an amethyst necklace from Salynne’s Crystal’s and Thyme. Whoever has the necklace gets all their boy-toy’s attention. Then, they’ll switch. It’s only fair.

 Z’s had his eye on the girls next door and he’s just the man to fill their fantasy and more. Z’s not a boy. He doesn’t plan on being a toy and never, never played it fair. He takes the necklace as the first prize of his seductive war with the pair. He’s willing to take prisoners and plans to have both the women in his bed on his terms. He’ll consider their release for good behavior, perhaps in time for summer. 

Sometimes the names have to be carved out of the story. Other times they are right there in the front for me. I can’t always predict. Such is the case with Verucca Toadswizzler. Her name was not popping, squeaking or carving in any fashion. Then one day playing on Face Book I found an app…something like What is your wizzard name? I put in my name and the result was  — you guessed it Verucca Toadswizzler. LOL Secret revealed.

Fantasy Man Monday

Monday….Fantasy Men.  *Sigh*

This Monday has me thinking about men in kilts.  My kids and I have enjoyed visiting Ren fairs. In costume o’course.  We’ve found a fun one to attend in GA this spring.  It is open every Sat and Sun from mid April until June.  The Georgia Renaissance Festival looks like just as much fun as Hogstown was back in FL.

One of the weekends in early May has five dollar discount for motorcycle riders.  Check it out.

So our Fantasy Man Monday comes from the web page of Karen Marie Moning Best Selling Author.  Makes me all hot and thirsty at the same time. LOL

Karen Marie Moning forum about men in kilts has wonderful! pictures.  It is a must browse for this Monday Morning

Valentines Love

Today, I would love to hear from you guys. Tell me about something romantic that you’ve had someone do for you, or you have done for someone else….even something that you’ve heard about or read about.

This post I made about my son in law, has to be one of the most romantic things I’ve hear about for some time. Take a look back and see what that sweet man did for my daughter. HERE Of course, it talks about my wee little grandson also….LOL

When does love flourish and bloom, compared to withering on the vine for an almost ‘love’?

To tell you the truth, I can’t really think of a romantic moment that I’ve actually experienced first hand. Somehow that seems rather sad. I’ve thought about it for awhile preparing this post. I’m not sure if I’m just too mehhh at the moment to remember that special moment in the past. IDK I should keep a journal and write these things down… I could do it on the web and call it a web log…hummm weblog is very awkward… perhaps there is something better to call it… AH perhaps a wee blog. That would do. LOL

Remember, one lucky commenter is in the running for an E-ARC of “Raynia’s Magic” my new novellette.

Once Upon a Messed Up Evening

Whew, what a day. I only have this one day off my day job. We are settling into a new apartment after a disastrous failed relationship that brought me to Chattanooga, TN.

We are in the new apartment, unpacking, settling in. There are so many things to replace that I had given away because my girlfriend had better etc…. now out on my own again…well I find the interest in having pots rather integral to survival.

We are mostly unpacked that his juncture. I love my new apartment. We are putting together the little decorative touches that make it homey. We have the pot rack up. Starting to find places for the art work. All of my clothes are hung in the closets. Yes…. I have two. I am FEM and love it, so, yet two closets are cool. My plants are on the balcony. I planted lettuce today. So, many little things to do that help make it home.

I was so excited to have “Raynia’s Magic” a novellette published by Rebel InK Press, released in February. It feels good.

I am still working a grueling day job. Many parts of my body hurt, all…the….time….

And while I am recovering from a tragically, awful…. failed relationship….again…. there is always hope. Hope for a brighter tomorrow, hope for renewed love, hope for happiness with someone who cares, and understands my quirky nature.

Thanks for being a reader, friend and listening. I hope you enjoy my writing. Check out “Once Upon A Twisted Tale” with my story “The Galloping Ghoul of Hockomock Swamp” and the novellette, “Raynia’s Magic” More to come. I have a couple of dragon shapeshifters that love one woman and want me to tell their story.

I will be blogging over at Sex Marks The G-Spot this month and also at Rebel Reasonings.

This evening, I broke my phone, blew out the power in my new apartment, ordered pizza for dinner cause…duha, no power….had to have the maintenance man come from GA to fix the power….. What a day. It was technically a day off work but I ran the live long day. Took my mom (she is in assisted living) and her dog on all their various appointments, tried to buy herbs to plant (they aren’t available yet), visited the bread thrift story, several trips to Ace Hardware, I think it is time for a shower…..lol
Come on over for a visit. Thanks for being a reader. I think it is margaritaville time. LOL


Paw Prints – Contemporary Romance from Rebel Writers with a Cause

Paw Prints Release Date 12/17/11. Amazon.com; Bookstrand; Barnes and Nobel; All Romance.

Paw Prints You-tube Video 2011 Rebel Ink Press, proceeds to benefit animal welfare. I was honored to be selected as a contributing author to work on this project.

What happens when twenty- five writers get together with a story idea geared toward helping better one small corner of the world? Meet Kylie Wright and Buster and find out this December in Paw Prints, a brand new story created by Rebel Writers with a Cause.

Buster was a bait dog, the kind used to teach others like him to fight to the death. Left for dead on the side of an empty country road, Kylie Wright finds him and sets into motion a whirlwind of events that offer both she and Buster a second chance at life. With his new master and a handsome vet tech, Jason, at his side, Buster might have just found his very own Shangri-La. That is if the people who abused him, the very same people threatening both Kylie and Jason, can be brought to justice.

Will Buster finally have the life and family he deserves or will fate deliver each of them at the feet of the cruel men running the death pit?

Rebel Ink Press supports the mission of The Humane Society of the United States and a financial donation will be made to help support their cause. Your support of our project is greatly appreciated and it is our sincere hope you’ll help us spread the word regarding this worthwhile cause.

Visit the release party on Facebook.

My contribution In Honor of our Yellow Lab, “Dakota’s Sunny Delight” i.e. “Sunny” RIP dear friend.

and to our little kitty who “adopted” me in Florida one rainy night weighing only ounces and starved to death. She’s grown into a beauty, “Peyton”. She purrs louder than anyone cat should be able to while she sits behind me.

11-11-11 Weekend Dirty Dozen

Hi all. I am so excited about the prospects of the day. 11/11/11 won’t happen again for another 100 years. Other interesting dates 09/10/11, 12/12/12, 12/21/12, 10/11/12. What’s your favorite ohhh. I remember exactly what I was doing on 08/08/08 and 09/09/09, 10/10/10 was another ohhhh. LOVE IT But enough date squeee. On to business!

My Weekend Dirty Dozen. Find other Weekend Dirty Dozen authors on the blog.

This is draft from my next release “Raynia’s Magic” which will be part of the Valentine’s anthology from Rebel Ink Press “Tempting Cupid”


Raynia Castellano is drawn to purchase an amethyst pendant on an impulse buy. The clerk assures her the magic is in the woman, not the necklace that seems to call to her. She’s left an adulterous (now) x-husband and settled into law practice with her oh so sexy and oh so apparently gay law partners Chase Thompson and Peter Thornton.

Her bisexual law partners come out of the closet and surprise her, celebrating the anniversary of her joining the practice with the seduction of her life.

(Thank you Fine Art America)

Weekend Dirty Dozen

“It feels good,” slipped out on a sigh.

Her fingers slid along the purple slice of quartz, cut to reveal the flame of the gemstone and polished to a smooth cool sheen.

The bauble hung from a brass rope chain. A petite metal feather and a gemstone bead nestled next to the oval stone, caressing it like lovers, three lovers.

Raynia wasn’t sure if she and the clerk were talking about the stone at all.
“A beautiful woman such as you may find happiness being receptive to the pleasures life has to offer.”

She let his comment pass. She hadn’t thought of herself as beautiful in a very long time. A slow smile, so much like Peter’s devilish grin, framed his perfect teeth. She blinked to clear her eyes. Peter’s smile, Chase’s hair color, the memories shot a tingle of sensation straight to her core.

If the clerk only knew, her frustration at resisting the pleasures her two very sexy law partners might provide.

Anne Holly – Rain and Curios

I’d like to welcome Anne Holly to the blog today. Her new release Rain and Curios sounds like a perfect book for my next to be read selection. Take a look

Rain and Curios
Anne Holly

In my recent release, Like Magic, the hero ends up stranded in an old occult shop owned by the heroine on a cold, rainy Halloween night. Now, from that point on, things get pretty weird for him, since she not only claims she is a witch, descended from witches, but that the only reason he got lost, had his car stolen, and ended up at her door is because she summoned him.

So, that last bit never happened to me, but the rainy nights in weird shops have. And I loved it.

I used to live in Halifax, Nova Scotia. That is my home, no matter how long I have lived away. I wrote my first romance in the cafes, bars and parks of that lovely old city, and wandered every inch of her in my time. Especially in the rain, which I have always loved and which was always plentiful in that citadel outpost by the sea.

Her used bookstores, antique markets, arcana and curio shops, these were my favourite places – spots where you could look at 17th century maps right next to Coke ads from the 1930s, and rusty old trykes, and globes with countries on them that no longer exist. Buttons and thimbles and quilts. Wax figurines and opal necklaces, and hardback century-old collections of faerie legends of Great Britain. A framed doctorate of theology someone’s great-grandfather earned in 1911, and a Gladstone bag from 1880. Painted shingles and antique spectacle frames. Bizarre candle holders and daggers, and ink wells, and tin can pin wheels. Wonderful things. Unique and mysterious.

In one shop, there was a stuffed owl watching everything in the store like a creepy antitheft device. This owl became the mascot of the shop in Like Magic – a tribute to my time in Halifax. Here’s what Ian finds in Raven’s shop:

Glancing at the walls, he saw shelf upon shelf of weird items ranging from the recognizable, albeit strange, such as the row of beeswax candles shaped like vulvas and phalluses, to odd metal instruments that looked like star charts in globe form. There was a very old stuffed owl stretched to take flight behind the counter. One corner of the shop was dedicated to shelves overflowing with books. The sign outside had said “Aowen’s Arcana” so he assumed it was a pagan-themed oddities shop that was fashionable when this part of town housed literati and neo-beatniks some thirty years ago. Now, he was slightly alarmed to find it wasn’t abandoned but was clearly run by a complete lunatic.

I will always miss Halifax, keenly, until I find a way to return. But, no matter how far away I am, she lives on in my memory. And in the little items on my desk and shelves I bought during those rainy day forages in all those strange little stores. The city, and her treasures, will always keep coming up in my writing. Little details no one else likely notices, but small scraps of memory and image that always make me smile.



Ian Hannigan was having the worst day of his life. A real estate prospect turned out to be a prank, his car has been stolen, and he’s stranded in the worst neighborhood he can imagine on Halloween night. If he believed in magic, he would swear he’d been cursed. Nothing could possibly make this day any worse or better… That is, nothing but Raven, a mysterious occult shop owner who not only claims to be a witch, but insists that she summoned him as the answer to her aching loneliness.

For more info please visit Anne Holly’s Seasonal Tales.