Other than the hubby’s bathroom, the house is clean. And I’m exhausted. *dies a little*
The kitchen floor was swept and scrubbed. The carpet was vacuumed and I remembered just how much I hare vacuuming. Garbage was taken out and the coffee table is nearly clear.
Oh, and the bath may we use inside the back door to dry wet shoes after coming in has been washed. It really needed it, too.
Writing went really well. I got over 2500 words, about 1 1/2 chapters, on the new book. It’s heating up and connections are being made.
One set of exercises and zero guilt about not doing a second set given that I worked up a sweat cleaning the house.
No knitting. I’ll probably start something tomorrow. No idea yet what but I’m sure I’ll think of something.
Now I’m pooped so I’m off to bath and bed. Goodnight all!
"I once had to say this on a show many years ago, and I truly believe it: Loneliness is a choice. I like to be alone; I’m more comfortable alone. But I do recognise that I take it too far sometimes and so I try to force myself to keep up with being sociable. I just am a bit of a lone ranger; I always have been. But I don’t believe that necessarily has to translate to being lonely. You can be lonely in a crowd of a thousand people. I can be in a hotel room on my own, and not feel lonely. It all comes down to how comfortable you are with who you are in the silence."
"At some point, you have to realize that some people can stay in your heart but not in your life."
"It is okay to want your own happiness. It’s okay to care about yourself the most. You are not obligated to sit there and smile and swallow every bit of shit everyone heaps on you. You are more than furniture, you’re more than window dressing, you’re not their shiny toy. You’re human, and you have the right to say “That was shitty of you”. You have a right to protest your own mistreatment and set boundaries for respectful interactions. The rest of the world doesn’t realize you have this right, and they will act offended and appalled when you exercise it, but it is yours."
When friendship is betrayed, there are always consequences. Riley knows this just as well as her former friend Torey did. Yet he wrote a book betraying everything Riley had shared, betraying magic and life itself.
In a world where the magic that flows through your soul determines your gender, Riley uneasily exists between the witches and warlocks. Will vengeance open a path to a better life for Riley or destroy every future?
Center is a thought-provoking story of gender, magic and destiny that is sure to entice.
Find This Book:
On Amazon $2.99 ebook
On Smashwords $2.99 ebook
On CreateSpace $10.99 5” x 8” TPB
Finally! I have no idea why it took so long for Amazon US to release this one but they finally did. Official announcement post can now be a thing. :D
Anyway, I hope you like this one if you choose to read!
Official Reblog for anyone who may not have seen this one.
what a beautiful day to not be in high school
Look at this dude. I swear, he has magic abs.
See, I’m in the process of creating new covers for all of my stories (except maybe Matriarchies of Muirin but probably even them—I’ll just keep their art). And I got to the Debts to Recover stories and they’re this weird mix of dystopian SF and erotica / hot romance. So I needed something that said ‘here be sex of the generally kinky, sometimes profoundly kinky variety’.
Thus this dude’s abs. They’re very nice abs.
But then to get the dystopian SF component I had to overlay cityscapes and set it for Divide (not dissolve—I wrote it wrong on the proptype cover). That’s when I discovered the magical qualities of this guy’s abs.
I don’t know if it’s the proportions, the coloring or just magic but it almost doesn’t matter what picture I overlay on him. They all look good and get the feel I want.
Let’s hear it for magic abs!
(And now I’m back to work because magic abs or not I do need to get some work done.)
/random post of extreme randomness