Monthly Archives: January 2012

Shame, Shame

I realized this morning that I’ve been neglecting my social media duties. I had to sit down to ponder why this is and I realized it’s because I’m so consumed with writing and editing, I can’t think of anything witty, or interesting to say.

Even further, I’ve begun to neglect the blogs I usually read. That’s happened over time with shifting urls, more responsibilities on my shoulders, and wonky internet connections. I do apologize to everyone if I’ve stopped commenting on your blogs. I do read them when I remember, but with life so…I don’t know, interesting? Complicated? I sometimes forget.

Which makes me feel awful, like I’m letting everyone down, although I sincerely doubt my absence has been noticed by anyone except for me. Isn’t that the way it goes though?

Ah well, I do apologize if I’ve been neglecting everyone. If these characters would just leave me alone for five bloody minutes, I’d probably have something funny to say. As it is, they’re making me save everything for them. Ungrateful heroines. *mutters*

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Football Mania

I’m sure many of you already realize that this weekend was the second round of playoff games in the NFL. You may also remember that I’m a Saints fan.

We lost on Saturday afternoon. It was one hell of a game and I honestly felt like I had multiple personalities while watching it. Jillian Chantal commented on Twitter something like “mood swings, Danica embraces you”. And that’s almost exactly what happened.

I was confident in the Saints, but not as confident as some people I know. I knew we were going to have trouble with the outdoor field and San Francisco, I believe, has the top ranked defense in the NFL. It was one of those games that I really thought would kill me. By halftime, I’d already gone from happy and expectant to depressed and dreading the second half. Then things started happening. We started scoring on them. We were so there!

I’ll probably never forget my reaction when we scored a touchdown in the fourth quarter when a minute and a few seconds left. When we scored, I jumped off my sofa and stormed the television set, screaming and running in place (because I was trying to urge the receiver to run faster). Then came the screaming of excitement and jubilation. We so won. I knew it!

And then those wily punks came back and scored on us with 10 seconds left in the game. I knew it was over then. And just like that, my excitement took a nose dive. Oh man, I was pouting at the television, but you know…I was actually okay with it because the game was good. No one dominated. The defense got us and we got them with our offense. It was an exciting game and will probably go down in my memories as one of the best I’ve ever seen.

Three out of the four games played this weekend went against my hopes. The Broncos lost, so did the Texans, and Saints. But the Giants. Ah, the Giants did exactly what I wanted them to. I can cheer for the Giants because Manning is from New Orleans and Jacobs is from a small town close to home. Two homeboys in the NFC Championship game. I’m really, really hoping they put a smackdown on the 49ers. Sorry, San Fran, but I want the Giants to go to the Super Bowl.

The biggest problem I can see with the world championship game approaching is that football season is almost over. What will I do with myself on Sundays now? And Monday nights? Sometimes Thursdays? What will I watch? *sniff* I’m about to fall into football offseason depression.

Ah well, the Saints are still (and always will be) my favorite team and next year is going to be even better!


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Fantasy Man Friday

It’s Friday already. I’m not complaining, but this week flew by. I kept thinking Wednesday was Tuesday and Thursday was Wednesday. Confusion abounded and when I woke up this morning it was with the pleasant surprise that it’s Friday! Woot.

It’s also Friday the 13th. *shrug* I don’t really put much into that whole superstition, but I know there are people who do, so I hope everyone has a great day.

This week was surprisingly great. I finished writing my super sekret novella, did a first round of revisions and sent it on to my darling CP, Daisy Harris. This freed me up to work on the story that’s been plaguing me for two weeks. I have a feeling this might be one of those very fast written stories. I haven’t had this much trouble corralling a character since I wrote Roxy’s story last, no October before last. She just about made me crazy, but in the end I loved her to death. I only hope the same thing happens with Dana, my current heroine.

I’m going to need more help with her story than any other I’ve written though. Last night, on the pretense of returning Tupperware, I went to my brother’s house to pick his brain. Yes, I wanted to see the baby as well, but when I found out he was asleep, I didn’t mind. My brother and sister-in-law’s brains were mine, all mine. Now I have to hit my brother-in-law for some information and I should be well-informed for this story. I know what I want this character to have, I just need to get details on how she can have it.

And that includes her heroes. Oh yes you heard me heroes, plural. She’s going to be one of those lucky characters who have two men to love and cherish her. Today I’m going to share (bwahaha) my inspiration for her heroes.










The hottie on the left is my idea of what her naughty hero, Jesse, looks like. The hottie on the right, is the more mature, London. I can not wait until I get these two into the story. I’m not quite there yet, still trying to sift through Dana’s personality, but oooh it’s gonna be good!

Happy Friday y’all.

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Cajun French: Dris-Guile

It’s time for another lesson in Cajun French. We’re all learning together today because I’d never heard of today’s word until my sister-in-law’s mother mentioned it.

Dris-guile (I’m not sure if it’s spelled correctly) is pronounced “dre” (gutteral dr, long e) “guy”. It means knick-knack. It’s very familiar to a chu-chut, or a thingamabob, or doo-hicky.

You’d use it like this:

Hand me that dris-guile.

Like I said, I’d never heard this of this word until recently. I remember when I’d visit my great-aunt with my grandfather they’d speak in French. The only way you knew they were talking about you was when they looked your way, or pointed. It was frustrating in the extreme, especially when I wanted to learn Cajun French. The same thing happened with my Korean aunt. I could tell when she was swearing because she’d make this hacking sound, but I had no idea what she was saying. Again, frustrating because if there’s one thing I want to learn it’s the bad words in other languages, LOL

Now if you don’t mind, I’m going to dust the dris-guile cluttering up my workspace.

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A Perfect Blue

Yup, it’s another What’s Playing Wednesday and this week I get to share one of my favorite musicians with y’all as well as keep with January’s blue theme.

I’ve been a fan of Maynard James Keenan for damn near twenty years. From the first moment I heard “Sober”, I was hooked. I listened to Undertow my entire senior year, bought Opiate, H., Aenema, Lateralus, and 10,000 Days without ever hearing a song from the albums. When he came out with a side project called A Perfect Circle, I knew I’d adore it. Yes, I bought all of those albums, too.

Then Thirteen Step came out and I was in love. Each song is perfection (in my mind). I have so many favorites from that album, it’d be impossible for me to pick just one, but today’s song just so happens to be from Thirteenth Step. Every time I hear “Blue” I pick up somethinig new from the song, whether it’s lyrical, instrumental, or sybmolical.

It’s also a great song for inspiring dark scenes. Hint, hint, it might be part of the writing workshop I’m giving in March in New Orleans.

So I hope you enjoy “Blue”. I couldn’t find a video I liked of this song, so went with an album cover (which is still pretty cool). Just sit back, close your eyes, and listen.

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Random Thoughts

I have nothing to talk about today. For the most part, my brain is concentrating on a story I shouldn’t start writing until I’ve finished the one I’m working on right now. It yearns to write that new story to the point it’s in my mind the moment I wake up in the morning. Ideas plague me the entire day. I can hear wisps of conversation and thoughts from my characters and it’s nearly driving me insane.

It isn’t that I don’t want to finish the story I’m writing right now because I do. I can see (in my mind) where I need to flesh out my characters more, add a little more danger and conflict to the story, that kind of thing, but this other story is pushing at my concentration. I’m going to stick to my guns though. I have to finish this story because I haven’t finished anything since…October? September? I can’t remember when I hit the end on my reindeer story now, but it’s been a while.

No, I’m not crazy. Those of you who are writers are probably nodding your heads thinking, “Yes, I too am driven half-mad by my stories.” If I explained this to my family they’d give me one of those looks. You know the one I’m talking about. The one that suggests you really have lost your mind and maybe it’s time to call the men in little white coats. I’ve even tried explaining to my mother how I hear my characters talk in my head and she may have said something along the lines of, “You’re crazy”.

Maybe writers are crazy though. Maybe living in our fantasy worlds with characters who exist solely in our minds before they make it to paper is insane. Do I care? Not really because I know they’re there for a reason. They want their stories told. They demand it, damn it! And since the first day I decided my hand at writing (seriously writing), I’ve been helpless to deny them what they want.

So now the question of the day: How many stories/characters/plots are circling around your head? I have at least eight that I can name off the top of my head. That doesn’t include the ones I have half-written, or bare bones etched out.


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Back to Normal

Or for what passes as normal. The holidays are over. There’ll be no more 3-day weekends for a good long time unless I use vacation time and things can finally slow down. Ha!

The weekend was pretty good. My youngest nephew was christened on Saturday evening. You know it was a special occasion since I wasn’t home to watch the Texans beat the Bengals. However, I did make it home in time to watch my Saints play. Trust me, that was the quietest I’ve ever been for a game because in the first half, it seemed like Detroit had our number. I don’t know what happened during half-time, but that second half was everything I could’ve wished for. I was so proud of my boys in black and gold. So was the rest of the neighborhood. People started shooting fireworks. Others were walking down the street shouting “who dat”. It was almost like winning the Super Bowl all over again.

This is because last season we were knocked out in the first round of playoff games by Seattle. Damn those Seahawks! But we pulled it out this week and we’re off to San Francisco to play against an old division rival. I’m telling y’all, it’s been a long time since we played the 49ers in routine regular season games, but I still harbor bad feelings toward them. I mean, they always decimated the Saints. My youth was filled with intense dislike, yet complete respect, for Jerry Rice. *sniff* Let’s hope my boys can go there and handle business.

So yeah, I watched football this weekend. Took my mom out for breakfast and went roder a little while seeing what’s new in the area. I also worked my way through Kresley Cole’s Immortals After Dark series (for the 10th, maybe 11th or 12th time) because her newest release, Lothaire, comes out tomorrow. *squee!* I’m so ready for it, I’ll probably be up at 3 in the morning to start reading it. Sad, I know.

So here’s to another week. I hope it’s a good one for all of us.


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Fantasy Man Friday

It’s the end of another week. Thank goodness. Not that this week was all that horrible, but I’m looking forward to the weekend.

Baby Bennett is being christened tomorrow afternoon. And I got to spend a little time with him last night. Poor little mite was cranky, but eventually I managed to calm him enough that I was able to see his pretty blue-grey eyes without tears in them.

After that, it’s a race back home so I can see who won the first wildcard playoff game and prepare myself for the Saints to take on the Lions in the Superdome. I’m so excited. I love football season, but when we get an extended season due to playoff games, I’m so there.

On top of all that football and baby excitement, I made a breakthrough in my WIP yesterday. Oh sure, my hero took a left turn into WTF territory, but I know how to make it work and get him back on track. I was expecting him to go double agent on me and betray the heroine, but I like it. Oh man, do I like it. I’m fairly itching to get back to the story because as soon as I resolve the big conflict and the fight scene, the novella is finished. Just another 10k words and it’s over. *bounces*

And as the proverbial cherry on top, today is the first Fantasy Man Friday of 2012. I’m thinking I might go with a guy who resembles my hero. What do y’all think? He is a hero, you know. Even though he kind of…well, turns the heroine over to the bad guys. It’s all part of his master plan. Honest. And if you were the heroine, wouldn’t you forgive a man who looks like this?

I mean, I could find it in my heart to forgive him for throwing me to the wolves. All he’d have to do is drop trou and I’d be putty in his hands. The heroine probably would have been captured by the bad guys anyway, right? *cough*

Happy Friday! Geaux Saints!


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They Should Be Called Howbigs

This isn’t a Cajun French lesson, so much as a south Louisiana culture lesson. Most of the world knows we love our food here whether it’s spicy seafood, savory gumbo, or sweet bread pudding. We love food.

There’s one thing I grew up with that I’m not sure if the rest of the world knows about. If you’ve visited here frequently, you’ve probably seen these little pies and you might have tried one. I’m not sure how far they actually deliver their daily fried pies, but I know I see them at gas stations and grocery stores. And they tempt me every. Single. Time!

When I see Hubig Pies, I’m immediately plunged back into childhood when getting a lemon pie and a coke (in a glass bottle) was my breakfast. Hey, I loved it. My hips and butt didn’t and I don’t care. Hubig Pies are little bits of Heaven in your mouth.

*** Y’all can thank me for putting my diet at stake for this blog post because I had to eat this pie after taking this picture. “And there was much rejoicing” to quote Monty Python.***

The company was formed in Fort Worth, TX and branched out to New Orleans. Unfortunately, in 1922, the Depression impacted Simon Hubigs’ chain leaving only the New Orleans location standing and it’s still there today. Hubigs Pies are daily made and delivered throughout south Louisiana where they’re gobbled up.

They come in all flavors: Lemon (my mom’s all-time favorite), Chocolate, Sweet Potato, Apple, Coconut, Peach, and Pineapple. They also do banana, strawberry, and blueberry sometimes.

I’m telling y’all, this stuff is goooood. I try my best to avoid them these days. It’s funny how growing older makes you conscious of how good the bad things are, isn’t it? They’re just so…mm’mm. I love the chocolate, of course. It’s like a chocolate pudding in a thick, sugary crust. Pop it in the microwave for a few seconds and OMG *faints*

Where was I going with this? Oh. So I checked out the company’s website and discovered that they ship these bad little boys and you can buy them by the CASE! I wish I didn’t know…I mean, a whole case of Hubigs Pies? That’s like begging for a heart attack. Unless you share them with others, but who would want to do that?

Have you ever heard of these pies, or had one? Do you want to go in with me for a case? Just kidding, I wouldn’t share it with anyone, but dole out the good evilness one half-pie at a time.


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That’s Monday Alright

Today’s the first of 2012’s What’s Playing Wednesday posts! If you recall, we’re having color themes for every month. Well, maybe not every month. It depends on what feedback is like.

January is going to be a blue month. Mostly because I had a song stuck in my head and since it has a color in the title, I decided that would be the color I use this month.

Fats Domino is one of those musicians that reminds me of my childhood. No, I didn’t grow up in the 50’s and 60’s, but the music we grew up listening to was all about the oldies but goodies. It just so happens that this song is a personal favorite. You have to love the piano playing and Fats’s voice.

Today I give you, “Blue Monday” which is also the title of a new wave hit from the 80’s and a remake hit in the 90’s. One of those will probably show up just so we have a comparison. The songs aren’t the same, they just share a title. Kind of makes me glad other people have the same aversion to Mondays that I have.

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