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Working WoMan

It’s only Wednesday but it’s already been a chaotic week. I’ve developed a frown line since at least the beginning of the year and it’s deep. I’ve been experimenting with different brooding/frowny faces that won’t make it bigger, but every time I find myself frowning, it’s always this “WTF” look on my face, eyebrows raised and forehead all furrowed. Because that’s the way I tend to look for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week.

Meh. I have exciting stuff going on in my writer’s life, but I’ve been so exhausted from the EDJ that I barely even enjoy that part of my life. I haven’t written since Sunday I think. *think* Or Saturday? I can’t remember. The only really good thing is that I’m halfway through the story I need finished before the end of the month. Yay.

Yeah, I’m so tired I can’t even write a long post today. My brain is back in my bed dreaming of work. Because apparently that’s what I do now. I don’t dream of being the meat in a Gerard Butler and Vin Diesel sandwich. I dream about my day job.

Can someone please tell the weekend to get here soon? Yeah, thanks.

And in light of this crushingly stressful week, I’m playing y’all some Rush. “Working Man” seemed fitting for my mood today. It isn’t my favorite Rush song, but it’s still good stuff.

Happy Hump Day!

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Meh is for Monday

I’m sure everyone is having that Meh feeling today. Not just because it’s Monday, but also because it’s the first Monday after the time change. Ugh, time changes. I hates them, precious. Why can’t they just leave well enough alone already? We’re nearing summer which means the days will be longer anyway, but no, they have to go and mess with our clocks too. I do not like leaving my house at dark to drive to work, y’all. Makes me feel like an overachiever.

*sniff*

But since I’m pretty sure everyone and their mother is complaining about the time change, I’ll leave it be.

I know I made a vow somewhere about blogging regularly. I really did mean to. Life just gets in the way and honestly, I don’t think y’all want to hear about my boring life, right? I mean, the most exciting thing to happen to me is my 2-year-old nephew claiming I’m the reason he’s cute. Which is totally true. *snort*

Oh, or how about I’ve been so enamored of my current characters that the minute my head hits the pillow I’m bombarded by scenes I want to write with them? They follow me into sleep and wake up with me, yet when I sit down to write, they won’t talk to me. That isn’t exactly true. I do write because they talk to me but I have to end up removing scenes because I only have 25k words to put their story together. If I went with their pace, we’d be looking at a 100k book. That actually might come later for another book in that series, but for now they need to buckle down, fall in love and get busy. Y’know?

What else? *think* Nothing else really. I’m just struggling to find enough time in the day to handle the evil day job, the writing, family time and sleep. Although that last part isn’t so hard to accomplish. It’s the getting up again in the morning that does it LOL

Anyway, how is everyone else? Ready for Spring to arrive or what?

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Happy Big Book Reveal

First off, I apologize for my lack of blogging lately. I can’t even say it was the holidays that did it. No, it was work. The evil day job soaked up all of my spare brain cells and refused to release them. But it’s a new year. Oh, Happy New Year! And I’m trying to turn over a new leaf. Again. Don’t we do that every year?

Anyway, that’s not the really exciting stuff. I know I mentioned before that Touched by Lightning was accepted by Ellora’s Cave. But while I was being trained in the ways of the OSHA (which isn’t the same as the Jedi, but hey, we can’t all be Jedi knights), I received my cover for Touched by Lightning. And I’m telling y’all now, it took everything I had not to jump up from my chair in the middle of that class and start squeeing like a schoolgirl at a Justin Bieber concert. If you follow me on Facebook or Twitter, you know I’ve been teasing everyone by slowly revealing the cover. But today’s the big reveal, hence the title of this blog. *grin*

And here it is!

Cover

That’s the amazingly handsome Scott King on the cover and the minute I saw that picture of him and Nadine, I knew I needed this for this story. I don’t have an official blurb yet, but I do have a book trailer to give y’all just a hint of what the book is about.

This series is something I’ve been thinking about for a long time, several years in fact. But it wasn’t until last year that I was able to do anything about it. With the invaluable organizational skills and big ideas of Lea Barrymire, Touched by Lightning probably wouldn’t have been born for a few more years. Thank you, Lea, from the bottom of my heart.

Now for that snazzy trailer I slaved over for nearly a week! Happy New Year y’all. 2014 is going to rock the Casbah! Oh and you can check out more at www.orderofthemis.com and www.danicaavet.com

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Post 999 – Pre-Celebration Woo-Hoo

Well, tomorrow is the day. Yup, 1,000 blog posts! And to celebrate, I’ve invited several of my writer friends to join me in giving away prizes. I’m talking a lot of friggin’ prizes, y’all. The giveaway will run from November 20th through November 30th so be sure to stop by and tell your friends about it. One of the authors is giving away 10 copies of her book so that means 10 winners on that one. Yup, y’all heard me.

In other news, I got the bestest best email yesterday from my editor. Ellora’s Cave is accepting my superhero novel, Touched by Lightning (working title), for their Twilight line. It’s the first book in the Love’s Defenders series and when I say this is awesome…well, it’s more than awesome. I’ve been sweating bullets worried she’d hate the story so you can imagine my joy when I found out she was taking it. Booyah!

Of course this means I need to work even faster on everything else because I have stuff. To. Do! Sweetest Taste of Sin is coming along just fine and I have a tentative release date of December 9th. That may or may not change, but I’ll let y’all know. I’m just gonna say now that J.B. Calhoun, my hero, is a lot more man than I thought he was and my poor heroine, Logan Guillory is running for her heart. Literally.

So that’s it I think. Tomorrow is the start of the giveaway and my 1,000th blog post. It’s weird to think I’ve blogged that much but when I started this enterprise um…*think* five years ago? Yeah, about five years ago, I never thought I’d end up here.

Enough mushy stuff, we’ll save that for tomorrow. Happy Tuesday, y’all!

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Post 998 – It’s Monday

Got my hair colored to dark brown over the weekend and it wasn’t until I was getting dressed this morning that I realized I can now wear red shirts again. Yay!  I miss wearing red. I gave them up when I went red because…well, it would’ve been overpowering so now that I’m no longer rockin’ the red hair…I can tear out the red shirts. Yay!

Okay, enough of that. We’re just two days away from the start of the 1,000 Blog Post Celebration. I have lots and lots and lots of prizes to give away to one lucky winner, so tell y’all friends about it. It’ll be pretty epic, I think.

As for the weekend, it was too short. When you spend most of the day at the salon and barely have time to do anything else, it pretty much mangled the rest of the weekend. At least it did mine. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy getting my hair done because my sister gets hers done as well which means two to three hours of laughing and cutting up and then a nice lunch somewhere and then shopping. We went to Ulta afterward and I’m now the proud owner of new perfume, new moisturizer, fingernail polish and a new makeup brush. And that’s because I wouldn’t let myself look at anything else while I was there.

Sunday was football and I’ll say it right now. When Greer went down with that…leg…thing, I had to get up and leave the room. Not change the channel until they stopped showing slo-mo shots of his knee snapping in the wrong direction. I left the room shuddering and cringing and basically empathizing more than I should. I can’t even close my eyes without seeing it. Meh.

So that was my weekend in a nutshell. Hope everyone had a good one as well and that they’re ready for the giveaway this week!

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Long Time Coming (Part Two)

I promised to tell y’all about the rest of RomantiCon and I will.

See, even though the workshop happened on Friday, our two male blow-up dolls, Tyrone and John (recently renamed to Juan Diego), became an instant conference sensation. They’re suave. They have facial hair as well as chest hair. And nothing else. But that doesn’t stop them from challenging cavemen and trying to romance the ladies.

But before we even made it to the workshop, Tyrone, Tammy, John (Juan Diego) and Judy had a little fun. We left them in bed together and scared housekeeping who thought they’d walked in on an intimate moment.

For those who attended the workshop and were thinking we just threw some positions out there for y’all to fail. Think again. Before we headed out with the gang, we ran them through their paces.

 

Even Desiree Holt enjoyed the boys. Mostly because she said they’re the perfect men. Mostly. I’m guessing you can figure out what would make them imperfect…

Griffin felt bad for John, I mean Juan Diego because he’s a complete sub and was so readily overlooked…

We had a trivia night after Bingo on the last night of the conference and the losing team had to get motorboated by Tyrone. Who rolls like that.

Needless to say we’ve been asked if the boys were coming back next year. I’m not sure. And if you’re worried about the girls…Well, you should be. Tammy went home with Jose after the workshop and we haven’t seen her since. But Judy was given a job with EC.

What did I come away with from this conference? Avoid skirts. Bring blow-up dolls next year. Have a blast. And try not to spend so much time on my knees!

The Cabal of Hotness minus Piper and Sky

Get your minds out of the gutter! I meant, nearly every picture I took was of me on my knees in some way or another. Sheesh!

Before I let you go, I’m over at Close Encounters with the Night Kind today for Paranormal Speed Dating. Go check it out!

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A Long Time Coming (Part One)

It’s been two weeks since RomantiCon and I’m sure y’all were all wondering where my review was. Well, life gets crazy. I swear, since the beginning of October, I’ve been running around like a chicken with its head cut off. By the way, do chickens really run around after their heads are cut off? I may have grown up in the country, but we didn’t have chickens. My uncle did, but those little fuckers were mean and I never went around them. I left that to my brother and cousins. Cannon fodder.

Anyway, RomantiCon. Le sigh. Oh RomantiCon. I wish you could last for longer than four days. Honestly, I think I told Lea Barrymire that I wished life was RomantiCon interspersed with writing and reading and family time. Why do we have to come back to the real world after such a great, long weekend? Why? (Imagine me falling to my knees screaming this to the sky. Because I can be melodramatic too.)

I got there on Wednesday, arriving a day before the actual conference started. First off, let me just say I had a layover in Tampa, had about three Bloody Mary’s with this 80-something year old lady who was on her way to Baltimore for the Ravens’ game. I asked who they were playing and she said, “I don’t know, I’m just going to party.” Hell yeah! I had to have drinks with her after that. So by the time I got to Ohio, I was feeling pretty good. Found the shuttle and settled myself in the middle row while the driver went to find other passengers headed to the hotel.

But when he returned, it was with seven…Cavemen. Now when I’m traveling, I’m not in Danica mode. I’m in me mode and me, I mean I don’t dress up, wear just enough makeup to not scare little children and my hair is always in a pony-tail. So you can imagine my horror when I look up to see the seven buff, attractive Ellora’s Cave cover models headed my way like they were strolling out of a Quentin Tarantino. You know, slow motion, the wind whipping around them, shades on…cue the awesome soundtrack.

The driver says, “I have more people than I thought, maybe you’d like to take the passenger seat?”

Y’all, I jumped out of that van so fast I probably looked like someone had pushed me out. All I could picture was me being squished on that seat surrounded by muscles while looking like holy hell and it was enough motivation to get me moving faster than I’ve moved since my brother kicked me in the nose and ran away from me. I caught him, by the way. Anyway, I was safely seated in the passenger seat, buckled up and smiling brightly when seven very muscled men forced themselves into the van. With Aline Hunter perched on the stool between me and the driver. Good. God.

This is trouble waiting to happen. And it was just the first day of the conference!

I’m not going to give a blow-by-blow assessment of the whole conference because I have pictures for that. Yes, pictures. But, I will say that I really wish it wouldn’t have ended. And there were some highlights for the conference. Mainly me trying to take out three cavemen during one of the group shots on Bollywood night. Yeah. Totally. Bad shoulder + saree + kneeling to take a picture = Danica is stuck on the ground. I may have used Rodney’s broad shoulder to hoist myself to my feet wherein my saree fell apart right there on the stage. Yup, it started unraveling. Thank god I was wearing full on clothes underneath. For everyone’s sake.

Before the sauri and knock-down-the-cavemen moment

I did two workshops this year. The first one was “There’s an App For That” and OMG, we had so much friggin’ fun! I mean, seriously, we had so much fun I think I want to do it again next year. Slightly different of course, but look for yourself!

From left to right, Lea, Me, Jose, Ramrod, Griffin and Cara

Two of the teams trying to get the position right with the aid of Tyrone, Tammy, John and Judy…(The blowup dolls)

We had guest judges, Desiree Holt, Joey Hill and random audience participant Nancy overseeing the antics

Then Saturday, I took my turn with the cavemen. Okay, for two days in a row, there are photo shoots. The cavemen are made available for “book cover” like pictures with the registrants of the conference. Last year I took two pictures and I was so nervous and scared and ecstatic, I thought I was going to pass out. This year, I was a little more comfortable. Until I got up there.

You want me to what?

        

This was after Daivd grabbed my hair because “I know it gets in the way.” Um.

Then I become a giggling mess…

 

A hysterical giggling mess because David, the lovely man behind me, began to hump me

This is the final shot. In the others I was laughing too hard for you to see anything but my mouth.

Tomorrow, I’ll continue the saga of RomantiCon as told by blow-up dolls. Needless to say, we had a blast and I’m already gearing up for next year. Oh, what am I saying? I was ready for RomantiCon 2014 as I was checking out of the hotel on Monday morning. It’s the best fun you can have with…well, I was going to say with your clothes on, but mine fell off at Bollywood and the Cavemen walk around half-clothed most of the time. Well, it’s still fun.

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