Archive for July, 2014

Is anyone else having cooler than usual temperatures for July?

I was really wanting to get Fire Wizard done by the end of this round, but I don’t guess that’s going to happen. I’m working on two line editing jobs for other people right now, so I haven’t had time to even touch my manuscript. Once I get done with one of them, I think I’ll be able to find some time to pick back up on the book. It’s in the middle of the climax of the story right now, so I’ll have to read back over the last 2-3 chapters to get the momentum back. My cover artist, Anya Kelleye, isn’t done with the cover, anyway. So I guess that works out for both of us. LOL

So, were my goals met? My proofing goals, yes. My writing goals, a world of no. 50% is better than nothing. 🙂


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I want to start out by saying I feel guilty for flying first class. Hubby and I have had financial difficulties this year, but now he’s back to work. And my proofreading business is taking off pretty good. I’ve had some rough times lately, and I felt like I needed a little pampering. Here’s what happened. I went to the Delta website to book my flight, which would be paid for by my company. There was an optional upgrade to first class for a VERY LOW FEE. So, really, all I had to pay for was the upgrade. If I had been paying for the flight, I wouldn’t have done it. I just PayPal’d the money to my company for the upgrade.

So here I was in the airport, squeeing because I was able to get on the plane first. Then, when I got on, all the first class passengers turned to the left to get into that cabin. Immediately, we were asked what we would like to drink. And they handed out snacks that were a cut above the main cabin snacks (they didn’t serve a meal because the flight was less than two hours). The best part was I didn’t have to share an arm rest or leg space with the passenger beside me. I could even cross my legs! On the flight from Chattanooga to Atlanta, there was no first class since it was a small plane, and the guy beside me REEKED of cigarette smoke, and he had his legs all splayed out, and they were in MY space. I was so glad to get on that plane in first class in Atlanta! Why do men feel they have to spread their legs so wide? His legs weren’t so long that he couldn’t keep them together. Anyway, first class is the way to fly if you can afford it. Alas, I’ll probably never be able to do that again. But just this one time…I had my guilty pleasure.

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Since I was in Vegas for a conference last week, there was no way I could make my weekly time goal for writing and proofreading. While I was there, I did work on two line editing jobs I have. And I took Virginia Nelson’s sprinting class twice while I was there, so I got a little work done on my WIP. I actually took her class at Buildin’ the Dream, too, so I’ve done it three times. Such a great class!

I got home Monday night and got no sleep, so I didn’t work on anything last night, either, since I was so sleepy. Tonight is Wednesday, my usual day off from doing any work, but I might make an exception to make up for Monday and Tuesday. Maybe I can get my goals met that way.

How are ya’ll doing?

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In honor of today’s book fair here at RNC at the Golden Nugget in Las Vegas, I’ve decided to do a giveaway. I’ll be mentioning this giveaway at the book fair, but you don’t have to be here to win. Anyone commenting on this blog post is eligible for the drawing.

Here’s the deal. Comment on this post and tell me how you heard about it. Were you at the book fair? Do you follow my blog? Did you do a search for “giveaway”? Just let me know so you can be entered into the drawing.

What? You want to know what the prize is? I’m not telling yet. 🙂 Unfortunately, the prize can only be shipped to the US. However, if you still want to enter, we can talk ebooks.

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Wow, it’s already time to state Round 3 goals. Where did the time go?

1. Finish and publish Fire Wizard
2. Start my mystery and my science fiction
3. Write a MINIMUM of five hours per week
4. Work on my line editing jobs a MINIMUM of ten hours per week

Yes, I know I have twice as much time dedicated to editing other people’s work than my own, but I have to go where the money is since I’m broke. LOL

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In this picture, you can see where they shaved his leg for the IV.

If you’ve been following my Facebook posts, you already know my cat, Oz, was in the hospital for three days. He had blockage in his urethra. Luckily, it wasn’t very far up, and they were able to open it up with a laser. They kept him until he could pee on his own. His nerves were messed up from his bladder being so full, so it took three days for all that to come back.

So I brought him home yesterday. I got him at lunch and took him back to my office where he stayed. My boss’s son brought him some litter, and I fixed him up a box, and he used it twice, so I knew he was okay.

Now here’s where the adventure began. I had taken him to the vet in a laundry basket because I couldn’t find the carrier. (Hubby moves stuff all the time!) He rode in it just fine on the way. But, at the time, he was very sick and wasn’t moving much. When I took him out to the car from my office, I set him in the basket from the passenger side. If I could keep my hand on him the whole time, he wouldn’t get out of the basket. However, there was that little window of time between when I put him in the car and when I got in the car. He was able to move lightning fast and dart under my seat. Just great. How could I get him out? The fact was, I COULDN’T get him out. I coaxed and coaxed to no avail. I had no choice but to get into the car and drive. I was afraid my weight would press the seat down onto him, so all the way home, I had to rest my weight on my heels and my back against the seat back. I live 20-25 minutes away from work. That means, all that time, I was careful not to put my weight on the seat. Can you imagine how my legs felt by the time I got home???

So, at home. I put my face in front of the seat trying my best to get this cat out. He wouldn’t budge. I couldn’t pull him out because I could have hurt him. There was very little wiggle room. I tried pushing him a little from the back. All he would do was purr and “play the piano” on the carpet. (If you don’t know what that means, it’s when a cat is really happy and pulls his claws in and out. My grandma called it “playing the piano”.) I couldn’t believe this cat was enjoying being under there. It was hot, and I knew I couldn’t leave him in the car long, although it was in the garage, and it’s not too hot in there. What could I do? I talked to him, I prodded him from the back, and got so frustrated, I was crying. Nothing worked. Then I prayed. HARD. And, believe it or not, he suddenly came out. Now I know some of you aren’t believers, and that’s your choice. But for those of you who are, I’ll say to you…prayer works! Sometimes, during a crisis of faith, I wonder if God is listening, and this proves to me He does.

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