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Sweet Freedom

Mostly.

I had a productive weekend. Not to brag or anything. But it’s been a while since I had a weekend where I was able to send off a story for my critique partners to be looked over, get them back, revise as requested, send the story off the my editor for final proofreading and beta read my friend’s story. Oh and add 3k to the WIP that I’ve been working on since June.

That story still isn’t ready but 35k is a good milestone to reach. I figure if I can churn out another 10k a week, it’ll be ready to send off to my CPs and betas before September ends. Which means it’ll still be past my deadline, but it’ll be finished and that’s all that matters, right? Of course, I probably have more people who have to read this story than the other. Mostly because we’re all in this together. Kind of like a continuous line of conjoined twins, all attached at the hip, if one of us goes down, we all go. Heh. How’s that for morbid?

Other than that, the weekend was pretty good. The Saints won in a spectacular game against the Falcons. I mean…okay I admit I may have dozed off during halftime. What? I’d had beer, doughnuts and was sleepy! I woke up when things got exciting. And stayed glued to the edge of my seat while the Matt Ryan took the Falcons down the field into Saints’ territory in the last 2 minutes of the game. They got to the goal line. Six points down and there’s only one thing they can do: go for the touchdown. No field goal would work to put them in the lead. They needed 6 points to tie and the extra point to pull ahead.

Matt Ryan went back and launched the ball in the end zone…Only to have the ball deflected and intercepted by the Saints.

I was screaming my fool head off. I was going in-sane, y’all. I hate when the Saints lose, but when we lose to the Falcons, or Cowboys, Bears or 49ers, it’s like being sliced with the biggest piece of paper ever and someone then pouring a nice salty lemon juice solution over the cut. Yeah, it hurts. It’s been years since the Cowboys, Bears and 49ers have been in our division, but I remember the 80s…and the blackouts and when the Saints were Ain’ts and it hurts when we lose to them now. But for the Falcons to beat us? Meh, it’s that lemon juice solution times a thousand. Those Dirty Birds…Meh. But we won, so I can be happy!

Right? But it’s Monday and Mondays suck. I wish I was home in my bed. How about y’all? Is anyone else suffering from football hangover from gorging themselves on the first full weekend of football in months? Anyone?

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Kicking It Old Skool

It’s Friday! Yay! Is everyone jumping up and down with happiness? I am. And not just because last night Peyton Manning got me 120 points in my fantasy football league. Oh no, I’m happy because it’s Friday and I can write this weekend. Okay, I’m only writing on Saturday because Sunday is more football, but I have planz y’all.

But there’s more going on than football. I know it’s hard to believe, but it’s true. First of all, the Living Dangerously Scavenger Hunt Blog Hop is still going on and you don’t want  to miss that! I’m even giving away reader’s choice of my backlist of books, which is small potatoes compared to the grand prize. Be sure to check it out!

And as if that isn’t enough, I’m holding a Fan Appreciation giveaway on my Facebook fan page. All you have to do is be a member of my fan page (which happens to boast some hot men). I’ll pick a random person at the end of the month to win some swag. Best thing about this giveaway is that it’ll take place every month, so there’s endless chances to win! Sweet, huh?

It isn’t as sweet as the song I’m pulling out of the vaults for y’all today. To be honest, I can’t take the credit for this week’s pick. When I was at physical therapy this week, my therapist was telling us about the fishing rodeo held on Grand Isle. He said, “You’ll never guess who played the rodeo the past two years…2 Live Crew.” I was shocked. I mean, I guess I figured they had their moment in the spotlight and disappeared like most groups in the 90s were supposed to. But apparently they’ve been performing here in Louisiana with Juvenile. Who knew?

Then this sweet 16-year-old girl asked, “Who’s 2 Live Crew?”

And I felt old because back in the day they were the baddest of the bad. Anyway, since that conversation, every morning I’ve gotten ready for work, I’ve been rapping this song. I was in 7th grade when it came out because I distinctly remember going to a sleepover and singing it with my friends. *shudders* God forbid if I heard my 11-year-old niece singing this song. I’d probably beat her ass.

So for all us oldies, here’s a Freaky on Friday song: 2 Live Crew with “Me So Horny”. I feel all…nostalgic and shit.

 

 

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Hello?

Is anyone out there?

I’m actually heading to work this morning and the interwebz seem very quiet. The only thing I have going for me is the knowledge that I’m not the only one who’ll be at the office today. But then I’d much rather be home writing than going to the evil day job.

I had a nice weekend. Really. I figured out who my characters were for my current WIP and managed to get three thousand words written. It isn’t a massive word count by any means, but it was enough to inspire me to keep working. Like Dean’s List (working title), it’s going to be another experimental story. No, no, not that kind of experiment. It’s a futuristic, one I’ve been writing off and on for months. It took me finishing Dean’s List for me to realize what was wrong with my story and now it’s flowing, the characters are talking to me and the sex scenes are keeping me up at nights.

It’s weird how that happens, by the way. Not the insomnia from sex scenes, but how writing a short story can help clear the mind for longer works. This futuristic will be my first 30k or more work since July. I think I timed it perfectly, by the way. When I really start to hit my stride, football season will official be over and I can spend my weekends writing instead of screaming at the television.

Saturday night I went out to dinner with my family. It was very nice and not just because I had this really tasty alcoholic beverage called a Firefly Lemonade. The food was good, but it was wonderful to spend time with my mom, sister, nephew and his girlfriend, and brother and his family. We laughed, we talked, we stuffed our faces and it was good. It was pretty funny because before dinner, my brother-in-law called my sister to find out what she was doing and she says,

We’re getting ready to go out to dinner. Danica sold a book again.

Like it happens every day. I wish it did, but yeah, it doesn’t. It’s really weird though because I did sell a short story before the end of 2012. Cookie Bound in Fondled and Gobbled: Someone Had To Do It is something I wrote…yet it doesn’t feel like a story. Probably because writing it felt more like watching an x-rated Mel Brooks movie. It was fun.

Anyway, in case you didn’t see it all over Twitter and Facebook, I had my very first quickie for the EC for Men line accepted by my fantastic editor. Dean’s List (working title) was something I whipped up to avoid having to buy the Cabal of Hotness drinks at RomantiCon. But I found it was a very fast, hot story to write and I hope people enjoy it. If things go well, I may be exploring more story lines that aren’t suitable for my other books, but would fit in with the EC for Men line. We’ll see.

How was your weekend, my friends?

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A Plague Upon the House of Avet

At least that’s what it feels like.

Last week, I thought I was dying. Went to the doctor to find out I had an upper respiratory infection. Okay, I can handle that as long as I get a shot and some meds. I was a good girl. I took all of my medicine, which is unusual for me, and I rested. I didn’t overdo it or anything. Thanksgiving rolled around and I had a wonderful time.

The food was plentiful and good. The football games were plentiful and two of them were really good. I had big plans for Friday and Saturday. I have so many WIPs that need to be worked on, I promised myself (and my muse) that we’d sit down and churn out some serious numbers. Friday morning I woke up, had a cup of coffee, took a shower, put clean pjs on and went back to bed. I slept until 2 pm. Obviously I wasn’t going to get any writing done. It had to be some kind of post-Thanksgiving funk. I shrugged off the thought and enjoyed a day of laziness because Saturday it was on like Donkey Kong!

Saturday morning I woke up, groaned and heaved and coughed and sneezed. Ugh. I wasn’t going anywhere. Not even the store to pick up groceries for me and the animals. I rolled back in bed, certain I’d feel better by Sunday when I absolutely had to go to the store. No excuses.

Yup, still sick on Sunday morning, but I went to the store and bought sweets. Why? I have no idea, but when I got home I had cookies and doughnuts and ice cream. I wanted to eat all of it, while sniffling and sneezing over it, permanently claiming it all as mine. I didn’t of course, but I did eat a lot of bad stuff yesterday. And guess what? It didn’t make me feel any better.

Here we are an exact week after my doctor’s appointment and the cold still lingers. *shakes her fist at the fates* However, I did start writing last night after the Saints broke my heart by losing. Despite the sniffling, sneezing and cold sweats, I got a good word count in and I did it again this morning. I haven’t worked out since Thanksgiving morning and I feel awful for it, but there’s no way I can sweat with this cold thing going on without feeling as though I was back in the 1600’s and still believed in the four humors.

Yeah, it’s a miserable Danica you’re reading about today. But I did have lovely Thanksgiving holiday otherwise. I read a lot. I watched a lot of movies (hello, The Black Swan was fucked up!) and I cuddled with fat cat and needy dog.

How was yours?

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Another Week

Well, in case you haven’t noticed, it’s Monday again. Boo, hiss. No, actually it’s okay. I’m sleepy from writing and trying to watch as much of the Denver Pittsburgh game last night, but I’m here and ready to get more words on paper.

I’m actually kind of proud of myself. I normally get too distracted over the weekend to get much written, but I got 10k words in between Saturday evening and Sunday. Why so late on Saturday? Because I had the best pedicure ever. Ever, I tell you. By the time I got out of the salon, all I wanted to do was climb in my bed and sleep. Which is exactly what I did. Then I was ready to write.

It was as though my characters knew it was the right time. They were in rare form, giving me some great scenes and I ate it up. Ate. It. Up. Now I have to make sure I don’t lose my momentum, but tonight is Monday Night Football…and I can’t resist watching, even if it’s with only half my attention on the game.

Speaking of my writing…I’m over at S.J. Maylee’s blog today talking about my writing habits. The blog tour is still going strong and next week…oh, next week is the release of Primal Design. Hello, excitement, so glad to see you again! I’ll be a nervous wreak on the 19th, but in a good way, I swear.

And because I was so proud of this set of lines, I have to share them with y’all. I normally don’t post anything from my books prior to them being finished, but I think the end of this scene perfectly sums up my hero, Zach, and definitely suits my heroine, Colette:

His cock twitched again and that’s when Zach realized he’d been fooling himself all this time. He didn’t want women who were easy and fun-loving. The girls he’d been entertaining himself since he hit puberty weren’t what he wanted. No, he wanted crazy and mean and a little scary.

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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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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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