Okay– we’ll get to Mr. Fluffles in a minute. In other news… I’ll never be a silver fox…Okay– I was never a red-coated fox either but I DID used to have red hair. I say used to, because, well, it did turn brown with age, and then the gray started and now? I’m sitting in… Read More

Weird, isn’t it? How our days often devolve into a task list of stuff to do. Even if we’re doing all of our living largely in our head, playing out fantasies of other people’s lives, still, there’s that omnipresent list–it’s like a list ourobouros of you will: as soon as one task is finished another… Read More

It’s an interesting accusation to a writer, and not the first time I’ve seen it. Someone was unhappy with a book, and that was what the critic felt was wrong with it. The author was ‘writing just to write.’ I’m pretty sure that there’s not a writer out there who isn’t thinking, “Well YEAH!” Seriously,… Read More

Okay– so Marcus and Phillip start out as relatively minor characters in Vulnerable. We know Adrian is the leader of the vampires, Marcus and Phillip–on-again, off-again lovers–appear to put a face to the the vampire masses, besides Grace, the hill’s resident den-mother, of course. (Note to long time fans– you know this, but I’ll say… Read More

One of the cool things about being on a social media is that you don’t have to keep pushing the refresh button or timing out your internet to know when blogger is down– all of your tweeples will tell you, and you can think two things: 1. Darn–I’ve actually got scheduled time to post and… Read More

Okay– I do recognize this post is two days late–there’s a reason for that. Or two or three. Reason #1–we got home from my Mother’s Day gift–a trip to the Ren Faire in Grass Valley (Up near where Cory and Green live, or where Mikhail’s horsey friends live, depending on which series you follow)–and everyone… Read More

Of course, you all knew that the last post was a prelude to this one, right? I Love You, Asshole! is out on May 18th–and I’m really excited. For a moment there, I was sort of embarrassed, really. Oh, geez–another Little Goddess book, and the people who jump into this one cold are going to… Read More

I’ve gotten this e-mail from several people–and I feel bad. I wish I could just schwack a stickum or a post-it note or something and put it on every copy of every Little Goddess story I’ve put out so far, because, yeah. I know. It’s confusing. Because they’re coming from THREE different publishers, I can’t… Read More

Mate took this picture last night of Chiquita, our ancient dog (or, as the vet called her, our ‘bumpy, lumpy old gal’) and Steve, our once-brash, cocky kitten who is now fat and psychotic and SO puzzled when her ginormous cat ass no longer hops as lightly on the bed as it did two months… Read More

So, I threw all of the names–the ones from Goodreads and the ones from blogspot–into that green bucket that Chicken is holding and had her draw one out. It turns out that being greedy pays off, because katfish 184 WON,– and also made me REALLY want to work on some Quickening. I said little bits… Read More