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Hey Stranger

Um, so it feels like forever since I blogged. For some reason, I just can’t seem to come up with anything interesting to write about in terms of me.

Are y’all still here? If so, thank you so much! How’s life been treating y’all?

You know how things just sort of go crazy. You have a set plan in place, a goal in mind that you’re bound and determined to follow and then BLAM! fate throws you a curveball? That’s what it’s been like for me. After the release of Touched by Lightning, I’ve been dodging curveball after curveball. That doesn’t mean I haven’t been ogling sexy men over on Facebook because y’all know that’ll happen no matter what.

But for about three months my creative energy was gone. Oh I tried to write, tried to pretend I was going to have a story finished by April and another finished in May. I even had a spreadsheet with all of my ideas and schedules planned out. Then real life intruded, bold and brash, bullying my muse. Between the EDJ and family crises, my muse was whimpering like a whipped puppy.

Things aren’t better, but they aren’t worse either. I’m starting to finally (slowly) get a handle on things. None of those things that’ve been holding me back have gone away. If anything, they’ve gone from schoolyard bullies to massive giants stomping all over everything, but my muse is fighting back. She wants to write stories with happy endings (and not just of the sexual kind heh). She wants to exert a little control over something even if it’s an imaginary world.

So saying that, I’ve just finished a short story for an upcoming box set called Brought to His Knees. I’m going into this awesome undertaking with ten other authors: A.M. Griffin, Amy Ruttan, Anya Richard, Sabrina York, Sayde Grace, Jennifer Kacey, Felice Fox, Cynthia d’Alba, Tina Donahue and Lynne Silver. I have to say, it’s pretty amazing what eleven determined authors can accomplish and I really think this box set will have something for everyone’s tastes. My contribution to this set is the next story in my Southern Sin series. Don’t worry, we’ll be having a huge book cover reveal and prizes and… you know what? How about y’all follow our Facebook page to find out what’s going on next? We’re having takeovers, giveaways, you name it and we have it 😉

Brought To His Knees

And starting soon, possibly even today (shocker!) I plan to start a series that’s been driving me insane for the last two months. Maybe it has to do with all of the stress that’s built up since January, but I’m going dark and grim with this new series. Oh don’t worry, I still plan to write my shifters in the Cajun Heat series and stories in my Grand Terre world, but a writer’s got to write where the muse allows her, right? 😉

I’m going to try a lot harder to blog more often, but I’m not promising anything because when I do… 😉

So how about y’all? How has everyone been?

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Lovely Friday

I started off this week sick as a dog, but I’m so glad it’s Friday I could almost dance. Almost because this girl does not have the moves like Jagger. Not at all.

Of course because it’s finally the end of the week, it means I’m about to start up yet another week of training. That’s a good thing, right? Learning is always good. If I can keep my eyes open. The only really great thing I can think of to make up for being away from home and my bed a whole week is I get to spend it with my aunt and uncle. I’ve already put in my request for as much kimchee, bulgogi and other Korean dishes as I can possibly think of. Oh yeah, Danica is going to eat well next week.

The worst part of having been sick this week is I didn’t really get to celebrate the release of my erotic menage, Sweetest Taste of Sin. Sure, I posted about it on Twitter and Facebook, but I didn’t do the whole Happy Release Day to me! thing I normally do. So I’m going to do that now.

Yay! Happy Belated Release Day to me!

Okay. Phew, glad that’s over. Well not really. I’m going to post the blurb and buy links as well as my Friday song. *think* I had a few on tap when I started this post but I think it’ll have to be the song that made me think of the title for this short story. Ne-Yo’s “Closer” is such a good dance song and of course it gave me the idea for the book.

And here it is…Sweetest Taste of Sin.

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Logan Guillory finally has what she’s always wanted, a loving, sizzling relationship with J.B. Calhoun. So why can’t she shake her overwhelming need for his twin brother Anthony? Her small town morals tell her it’s not normal to love two men with equal fervor, but not even the risk of damaging her standing in Grand Terre, Louisiana can make her stop wanting to be possessed by them both.

 Anthony ‘Ant’ Calhoun had his eye on Logan long before his brother entered the picture, but now he’s lost his chance, or so he thinks. J.B. has other ideas, which includes sharing Logan’s sensual caresses and big heart with his brother. Torn between overwhelming need and fear of the scandal that might ensue, Ant resists with all his might, but doesn’t stand a chance against the needs of the two people he loves most.

Giving in threatens everything they all hold dear, but who can resist the sweetest taste of sin?

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The Sickness

It had me. I mentioned that last week, I think, but it got worse over the weekend. I medicated myself with cough syrup and had no luck so I carried my sick ass to the doctor on Monday for him to diagnose me with bronchitis and upper respiratory infection.

I’m finally back in the land of the living. Yay. I feel so much better. Life is about to get cray-cray with real life stuff. Mostly EDJ things I have to do like training and the like, but that’s okay. Right? It’s for a good cause. It just means I won’t be around as much until right before Christmas.

I know, don’t cry for me…er Argentina.

And because life is about to be crazy, I don’t have a lot of time to post anything terribly witty or meaningful. So to commemorate my life for the last four days, I picked DJ Kool’s “Let Me Clear My Throat”. Cause that’s what I’ve been doing. A lot.

Happy Wednesday!

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Commitment

First off, I hope everyone had a lovely Mother’s Day.

I had a lazy weekend for the most part. I did housework, but I also worked on world-building for a series I’m trying to kick off the ground. It’s going to be cool and I can hardly wait to hear what others think about it because oh the hopes I have! It’s amazing what a little excitement means to my overall feelings of optimism. I’m not the optimistic type, in case you didn’t know. I prefer grim, stark reality to wishing and hoping for the best. Reality is me thinking this thing is going to tank hard and I’ll be wearing the imprint of hitting the ground on my face forever.

We’ll see. Right now I’m too caffeine deprived to muster up much enthusiasm for anything but sleep.

But that isn’t even the purpose of today’s post. Nope, today is about commitment. Something I think I might have a little trouble with. You see, I realized today marks seven years I’ve been at my present Evil Day Job. It’s the seventh anniversary of the day I walked through the doors and sat at a desk, not my official date because I started as a temp. Sure, things have changed since that day. I’ve been promoted to a position that has convinced several coworkers that I’m a spy. Which I’m totally not. I don’t have time for that sneaky bullshit. I’m a busy person, y’all.

Yet the more I sit here thinking about my job and the fact that this is the only company I’ve worked at for longer than six years…yeah, I’m feeling the urge to move on. Is it the seven-year itch? Or just a misplaced belief that the grass is greener on the other side of the fence? However, just because there’s an urge doesn’t mean I’m going to follow it. That’s where being a “responsible adult” comes into play.

I can’t just pick up and quit my job. I have responsibilities. I want to buy a house, become debt free, put money away for an early retirement. By the way, is 40 too young to retire? I don’t have a chance in hell of retiring that soon, but it’s a dream of mine. Retired at 45! How awesome would that be? I could write full-time, go to conferences…*sigh* Okay, so sometimes I find myself hoping and dreaming of things that’ll never happen. I’m a writer. Go figure.

Anyway, seven years. SEVEN YEARS. Working for one company. I shudder and I try to forget about it. It’s a job, not a lifetime commitment, right? I can leave anytime I want. Right? *whimper* Okay, so it’s probably a good thing I’m not married. I like my freedom a little too much to be tied up that way. Unless Gerard Butler finally decides he’s going to stop being stubborn and see Cajun is the way to go. Then we’ll see.

Meh, that’s enough rambling. I need more coffee.

Happy Monday y’all

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Where In The World Is Danica Avet?

It doesn’t have quite the same ring as Where in the world is Carmen Sandiego? does it?

Ah well, I’ll have my own theme song soon enough. As for where I’ve been…have you ever had weeks when the world seems determined to test your sanity? I’ve had about two months of that. As a result, my blog has suffered, my writing has suffered and I’m almost positive I have more gray hair.

I’m trying to get things back on track with group blogs, the personal blog and most importantly my writing. I’m now working 7 days a week. The regular evil day job Monday through Friday and writing on the weekends. If only I could explain the sheer mind-numbness that happens when I get home on a weekday…about all I can do in the evenings is change clothes and flop on the sofa.

But the weekends. Ah, the weekends are mine. I have planz people. Planz that must be completed before I can put my big plan of taking over the world into place.

So that’s where Danica is. Plotting everything other than her next book because she much prefers pantsing. And working at a job that doesn’t appreciate her genius. But I will be bringing you some smexy men and music and laughs. Once I dig my way out of paperwork and headaches.

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Hacksaw to the Bone?

The theme for What’s Playing Wednesdays this month is misunderstood lyrics. You know you’ve done it. Everyone’s done it at least once and we’re going to embrace our silliness (or bad hearing) this month.

Today’s song was one I figured was a no-brainer. It’s obvious they’re saying “Hats off to the bull”. Yet I discovered a coworker completely misunderstood this song. Let me set the stage for you:

It was my boss’ birthday. We went to the golf course for lunch. It’s a nice place and the food is decent. Most of the office is crowded around this table and the coworker who’s my least favorite is seated across from me. I spent most of the lunch chatting with the girls and trying to ignore my boss and his main cohort’s antics (They’re going to hell. Just sayin’). Anyway, somehow we got on the subject of music for the company Christmas party (Which I’m not attending).

The coworker I least like suddenly stops and says, “You listen to that hard stuff. Do you like Chevelle?”

Feeling as though I was about to step into something sticky, I answered in the affirmative. Chevelle is one of those bands whose songs I love, but I’ve never managed to buy their albums. I listen to them when they come on the radio and jam out like there’s no tomorrow, yet I can’t be bothered to buy their music for some reason.

Anyway, he says, “You know that song, Hats Off to the Bull? Well I heard it, really liked it and started looking for it but I could never find it because I thought they were singing “hacksaw to the bone”.”

Hacksaw to the bone…Hats off to the bull…It must be a down the bayou thing. It seemed pretty straight forward to me, but the more I listened to this song and put myself in my Cajun mind…the more I could honestly hear “hacksaw to the bone” which sounds pretty bad ass, doesn’t it?

You be the judge, do you hear hats off to the bull or hacksaw to the bone?

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The Inevitable Let Down

I’m still flying high about my agent and all the other good news that bombarded me in the last week of 2010, but for every high, there’s a low. No, nothing happened. I’m not depressed or anything like that. I’m actually…well, content and happy. Except I can’t maintain that jittery, Chihuahua on crack excitement I felt last week.

Is it possible to have 2 Mondays in one week? That’s what today feels like. At some point, you have to come off your high and doesn’t that just suck? I think I held onto it for a rather long time and through boring and so-not fun things, yet here I am, feeling…eh. I’m happy, but not bouncing off the walls. The high has worn off and now I have to start thinking about what’s going to happen next.

Next will be making promotional items for the three books coming out with Siren. Next will be the arduous editing process for those three books. Next is scheduling a blog tour for each book without saturating the interwebz with my presence. Next is hoping and praying that my agent and I will have marvelous news.

It’s the waiting for the “next” that drives me batty. Yes, I could work on one of the two WIPs I have on the burner and I will, just maybe not today. It’s kind of like when you’ve eaten too much (or exerted yourself too much) to even reach for the remote control two feet away from you, meaning you’re stuck watching an infomercial on…the amazing nail gun, or this really great workout equipment. You know eventually the infomercial will end, or you’ll fall asleep, or you’ll grab that remote, but for the right now? Well…who knew nail guns could do that? You might have to buy one just to see if it’s all that and a bag of chips.

Anyway, the second round of revisions to my agent are in her hands and out of mine for the moment. I’m waiting for things I bought to come in so I can start working on those promotional giveaway items. I’m waiting for edits for Ruby’s story. It’s kind of a limbo, but it’s a limbo I’m kind of relieved to have. I have a feeling the next three months are going to bypass hyper speed and go straight to ludicrous speed.

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