I Won! I Won! I Won! (Happy Dance)

I completed Blood and Fire: Book Two of the Talbot Trilogy!

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Updating Me!

Hi, all!

In between working full-time as a teacher, raising two children, and of course, being a loving and supportive spouse, I write stories about love, vampires, zombies, past, present, future, fiction, non-fiction, and any combination of those categories. I started getting my work published in 2011 (at last!) and am looking forward to more new projects, as well as finishing my current WIPs. 

Here’s a little info about what I’ve got out in the reading world, so far:

Published Works:

“Mist and Midnight” in Midnight Thirsts (Melange Books, 2011) — the prequel novella to my series, The Talbot Trilogy, coming in 2013. In “Mist and Midnight”, Charlotte (artist, witch, fashionable and all-around nice girl) is being stalked by a malevolent, ruthless vampire. She flees to an isolated northeastern Ontario town to hide from him and start over, but her life is complicated further by the advances of tall, dark, and handsome prospector, Pike Mahonen. Charlotte and Pike’s story is continued in Book Two of the Talbot Trilogy: Blood and Fire (currently in progress). More on the trilogy below…
“Telltale Signs” in Spellbound 2011 (Melange Books, 2011) — Kate, a novice curator at the Dark Lake Museum, thinks that it will be beneficial to work late at night in the old mansion to complete her exhibit on ghosts in the area. Little does she know that the ghosts are closer than she’d want them to be! Is it just stress, or is something paranormal happening in the Dark Lake Museum?
“A Living Specimen” in Midnight Thirsts II (Melange Books, 2012) — Full-time student and part-time vampire hunter Trisha has been charged with an unusual mission: find a cheap replacement couch for the staff room of the Society of Hunters and Investigators of the Paranormal. Her training, though extensive, hasn’t prepared her for the complications a simple piece of furniture could bring…but then again, no-one could have predicted the scenario she faces in the most bizarre vampire attack of her career!
“Brain Games” and “Bio-Zombie”, in A Quick Bite of Flesh (Hazardous Press, 2012) — In these flash fiction stories, a teenage girl decides to use a little Haitian magic to solve her relationship problems, and in a dystopian future, humanity’s greatest weapon against robot soldiers suddenly becomes a terrible threat to the survival of the species.
“Thy Will Be Done” in Dark Eclipse Digest #16 (Dark Moon Books, 2012) — An imaginative, visceral retelling of the Salem Witch Trials, in which the goddess Hecate has a word with the judges in the community about their actions.  
“Tabitha’s Solution” in Having My Baby (Melange Books, 2012) — First-time mother Tabitha is a week past her due date and is willing to try almost anything to get things moving! A poignant and humorous look at love, marriage, delivery, and desperation in pregnancy.

Coming Soon!
Wind and Shadow: Book One of the Talbot Trilogy, April 2013 — Photographer and natural witch Rayvin Woods has come back to her hometown in northeastern Ontario to start her life over again, little knowing that the malevolent and ruthless vampire Malcolm de Sade, imprisoned in an abandoned mine at the end of “Mist and Midnight”, is about to break free and wreak havoc on the community. After her best friend Andrea is attacked by de Sade, Rayvin has no other choice but to turn to her high school crush, policeman Grant Michaels, for help. But the vampire has more planned than simply feeding on a town full of people — he’s set on breeding a new type of supernatural creature, and he has Rayvin in mind to help him, whether she wants to or not.

“You’ve got the LOOK” — I’m IT!

I’ve been tagged in a blogging game by the magnificent Su Halfwerk!
http://suhalfwerk.blogspot.ca/2012/11/ive-been-tagged-ive-got-look.html?showComment=1353550209651

The concept of this game is to take one’s latest work in progress or current manuscript and search for the word “look”, then post some of the surrounding text/paragraphs and tag 5 authors.
(and yes, that fabulous 80s song is on a looping track inside my head right now)

I’m going to post an excerpt from my current WIP, Blood and Fire: Book Two of the Talbot Trilogy.

In Blood and Fire, a good witch named Rayvin Woods has found herself trapped in a dangerous situation as a concubine/hostage of the malicious, perverted, ruthless vampire Malcolm de Sade. Having encountered him already in Book 1: Wind and Shadow, and been unable to break his hold over the vampires who were once good townsfolk, Rayvin is trying desperately to find a way to destroy him. She has more than one problem to deal with, though: she may also be mother to a witch-vampire hybrid. She believes herself to be on her own to deal with the growing coven of undead creatures, unable to escape the isolated Northeastern Ontario town — little knowing that help is on the way, in the form of the good witch Charlotte Fanning Mahonen and her husband Pike (“Mist and Midnight”, Midnight Thirsts, 2011), two experienced vampire hunters (wood-nymph Marcy Richmond and gargoyle Siobhan O’Connell), and her lover, Grant Michaels, whose unexpected survival at the end of Book One: Wind and Shadow resulted in an important transformation. Rayvin’s conflicts are many, but she’s tough, and refuses to give in even when survival seems impossible.

Here’s the excerpt, featuring LOOK:

“Go on and take your shower, Rocky,” Marcy muttered her pet name for her girlfriend, after one more delicious squeeze. “I’m just the sensitive wood nymph. Bend, don’t break, and all that.”
“I really am sorry, Em.” The blue in Siobhan’s eyes deepened, reminding Marcy of the sky at sunset. “Forgive me?”
“Yes.” Marcy cupped the blonde’s velvety chin between her own slender brown hands. “And I love you. Go on, take your shower first. I need to check in with S.H.I.P. and Dad, anyway.”
Her routine was predictable, which was really somewhat dangerous in their field, but Marcy knew it helped Siobhan to cope with the nightmarish memories that came with the job. Five minutes to pick and complain, then a shower, then lounging pyjamas and an instant cappuccino while they went over their next move and filed the latest report. She would then touch up her French manicure, buff her feet, wax wherever a stray hair had dared to appear, and then disappear under the down quilt stuffed into a plastic bag. Unless there was an emergency, she wouldn’t emerge again until it was time for her workout in the morning.
Whenever it was safe, or time allowed, it was Marcy’s pleasure to slip into her 300-count cotton nest for a few sessions of passionate, energetic, and/or tender love-making.
Her body warmed at the thought that tonight, the probability of sex was looking better and better by the moment. From the look Siobhan gave her as she closed the door, her lover agreed.
But first, she had to take care of their professional obligations.
Marcy was full aware that there were some individuals in the Society of Investigators and Hunters of the Paranormal who were doubtful of the practicality of their partnership. Never before, in the history of their peoples or in the records of the Society, had wood and stone formed a working pair like theirs. Maybe the prejudice was understandable, on that basis, but it still burned.
If they could only track down and destroy Malcolm de Sade, the vampire on the top of S.H.I.P.’s most-wanted list, the nay-sayers would have to eat their words.
The Society’s best hunters had been on the creature’s trail for two centuries, but he had always evaded them somehow. He was smart, quick, ruthless, and a loner. Two years ago, he’d vanished from Toronto just when two teams had been ready to move. By the reports Marcy had read, they had delayed by thirty minutes, making sure everything was ready. It had been thirty minutes too long, at the least.
Tired of being given token assignments and pats on the head, Marcy and Siobhan had borrowed a copy of the de Sade file and gone off on their own, following the crumbs that other, more senior Society members had dismissed as unlikely or unimportant.
“Your people are starting to slack, Bill,” Marcy murmured, looking at his signature on a report two decades old. “Isn’t that our motto, not leaving any stone unturned in the search for truth and elimination of threats?”
It seemed that ever since the Society had acquired their living vampire specimen two years earlier, all efforts had turned inward. Scientists and hunters were burning the candle at both ends, using their specimen to test new detection technology and micro-biological weapons, at the expense of real hunting. Marcy didn’t understand it. What was the use of making a new weapon if the enemy was breeding, unchecked?
The response to her query on the organization’s recent withdrawal from field work had been brusque, to say the least. “If you think you can do better than those with experience, by all means. But you won’t find a vampire who’s gone to ground, especially one without a coven like de Sade.”
Marcy ground her teeth at the memory.
“But waiting for him to surface — for any of them — is like asking innocent people to be bait!” Her temper had risen enough that she’d given into shouting. “We have to keep looking! It’s not fair–”
“Life isn’t fair.” The squat, overweight bureaucrat behind his polished oak desk had steepled his fingers, pressed them to his nose, and looked over them at her as if she were a bug in a petrie dish. “The board of governors has decided that the best use of our efforts at the moment is to find a rapid and convenient solution for all vampires. Tracking and killing one or a few at a time is no longer good enough, not now that we have a specimen to use for tests. There will be some losses, yes–”
“Collateral damage, you mean,” Marcy spat.
“–but in the end, it will be worth the sacrifice.” The fat, balding ass had leaned forward at that point and flicked the thick de Sade folder in her direction. “As I said, you’re welcome to go with your gargoyle partner and try. The trail is cold, and under the current climate, I can’t offer you more than token support…”
Marcy had taken the file and left without speaking. It had not been worth her job to unleash the torrent of insults building inside her. At least, not then.
It could wait until she had de Sade’s ashes in a sample bag.

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Watch out for Wind and Shadow, Book One of the Talbot Trilogy, coming April 2013!

And now for my five tagged authors!

Tara Fox Hall: http://www.tarafoxhall.com/tarafoxhall.com/Tara_Fox_Hall.html

David Margetson: http://orangepearwritings.blogspot.ca

Robert Fuller: http://www.robertfullerauthor.com

Mysti Parker: http://mystiparker.blogspot.ca

Maya DeLeina: http://www.mayadeleina.net

Supportive readers always help!

One of my dear friends, Kate, posted this recently on Facebook in response to my question on how she liked the draft pieces I had sent her, as I work away on my NaNoWriMo novel (Book Two of the Talbot Trilogy: Blood and Fire)… I so depend on her to keep me going!

Here’s what Kate said, about my writing:

I crave more dammit.
Also, I know you sent me just bits and pieces but the way it’s set up, jumping from group to group, would be kinda a neat thing to do in terms of style and structure, but only for getting them all to talbot. It adds …umm …what’s the word I’m searching for… Intensity ? I found myself wanting to read faster and wanting more .. Sucked in… I’m struggling to find the words at 1am but you know what I mean? I think you should switch to that structure but just to get all the groups to Talbot and even as the hunters meet up with Charlotte and then there is two groups together forming one group. Then you get pike finding ray. There is another group formed. Then the good vamps(Matt and Andrea) and then the bad vamps ( Susie and Jason and their plans). Then you get De Sade and then the werewolves. So it’ll tricky to get it all working and flowing right but if anyone can do it properly, it’s you. Just my opinion though. I feel like It adds the “edge of your seat” effect. When I was reading it, I was getting pumped the wolves were heading out, pumped pike is searching for rayvin, pumped the hunters are on their way. So much toget pumped for the way the today bits are set up haha. Ok. Done ranting haha. I’m starting to ramble.

Love you, Katey-bear!

NaNoWriMo-ing it up!

And the stress is starting to get to me already…

I’ve given myself the challenge of completing the novel I began during last year’s National Novel Writing Month. I think I blocked out how frustrating it can be to become lost in the writing, only to be jerked out of the fantasy world by the needs of my kiddies.

Working on my novel, tweaking and rewriting bits from last year on a fairly regular schedule, is actually good for me. I do wish, however, that I had a quiet place to work. I tend to sit on my couch in the living room — it’s just more comfortable than working in my bedroom, plus when my husband’s not home it’s better to be visible to the kids. But it’s very frustrating, too.