I’m very excited about this Thanksgiving. It’s my favorite holiday of the year. Sure you get gifts on Christmas, but you also spend a lot more, and it’s so commercialized now that I think a lot of people have forgotten the true meaning. I think that’s why I love Thanskgiving so much, because its all about family, showing what you’re thankful for and stuffing your face. I’m spending Thanksgiving with my family this year. It’s an arrangement between the hubby and I to do Thanksgiving with my family and Christmas with his, besides, my family are better cooks, but we’ll keep that our little secret. Happy Thanksgiving to all and be safe on the roads!!
It’s come to my attention that some of my mail has been going directly to my spam box, and up until last week I always just deleted my spam stuff until I got a couple emails saying I didn’t respond to emails. Low and behold there were the emails in the spam folder. I really apologize if you’ve written to me and didn’t get a response. I value all the mail I get from my readers and try to respond to them all in a timely matter, usually within 24 hours. Just know in the future I will be going through my spam box to make sure all your emails get a response.
http://monicajackson.com/2005/ I love this author because she has a set of balls the size of grapefruits and I love her books too. It’s refreshing that there’s an author out there who tells it like it is. She underlines the plight of the black author and the way the books by AA writers are written. Something to think about, just because a romance is written by a black author should it automatically be shoved in the AA section in the book store even though technically AA is not a genre. Monica writes awesome paranormals, but its not classified as such. Is it misleading for publishers to do this. Maybe. I’m not a marketing person, but shouldn’t books be placed in the genres that they’re supposed to? I do understand the argument that some readers look specifically look for books with black characters, but does it in fact hurt the author?
Is finished and in the hands of my editor!! This Grimaldi brothers are wearing me down. *sigh* I do enjoy writing their stories but, I feel so drained after each installment. After my edits for Romeo is finished, I do believe I’ll set this series aside for a couple of months to focus on other projects. I have a werewolf series and my wizard series, rememeber Sasha’s briefly mentioned brothers? I have a menage story in that series planned, for my freakier readers, but we all know that the road to hell is paved with good intentions.
Charles and Camilla are coming to the U.S. Does anyone care? Anyone? Anyone?
*crickets chirping* Yeah, me neither.
And her name is Lynette. I’ve recently started working out trying to live a healthy lifestyle and all that junk, but who knew excercising would be such hard work. I joined a gym and I’m starting to notice some subtle differences in my body, so I decided to take a club boxing class. Sounds like fun right? Hell no. It sucked ass. While trying to gasp for breath, Lynette the aerobics instructor spat abuse at use telling us quitting was for losers. Well lose this bitch (since you can’t see what I’m doing I’ll tell you. I’m holding up my middle fingers). My I take kickboxing cardio, spin class and water aerobics, and each of those instructors are tough, but encouraging, they don’t make you feel bad for having a truck stop booty, but evil Lynette makes you wish you weren’t born with her perfect ass, pert breasts, tiny waist and perfect white teeth. I hate that bitch, and if I’d had the engery to wait around for her after class, I just might have been forced to kick her ass, but as it stood, I had to drag myself to my car and and then treat myself to a nice soak in the tub until my boobies shiveled to raisins and that’s not an easy feat. Anyway, I’m wondering if Lynette is just the kick in the ass I need, and no pain no gain and all that jazz….well on the other hand, f*uck that.
I would like to sincerely apologize to Miss Lena Matthews. Lena did not exactly say my site was ugly, although she did imply it. I humbly throw myself at her mercy. I beg her not to reveal my dirty little secret. She is all that is good and kind. Lena is great. She is super. I wish I could be more like her. I am slime.
What do you think about? Isn’t it beautiful. I owe it to Lena Matthews because she told me my website sucked so it motivated me to finally getting it updated. I didn’t think my website sucked before, it was just in the beginning process is all, and I think my friend who set it up is awesome. He does beautiful websites, he’s just a busy man. So I have a few people to thank for my beautiful site, Dave, thanks for laying the foundation. Lena, thanks for giving me the kick in the ass I needed, to The Diva (Jacque) thanks for putting up with my crap for the past couple weeks and designing this lovely site, and my snuggle bear, thanks for not telling me I was getting on your nerves when I was freaking out about my site. Welcome to Eden!!!
Niccolo’s Witch is now available at Loose-id!!!! Yea!!! Which means the next story coming out is Romeo’s I’m working on his story now and hopefully will have it into my editor’s hands very soon. Yea!!!
Yea, so far I’ve raised 100 bucks and since I’m getting it matched from my company, that makes 200 bucks. WHOO HOO I still have a bit to go before I reach my goal, but I think I’m off to a good start. All the funds are being raised for Habitat for Humanity, because they will need a lot of money to help in the rebuilding effort. I know that my goal of raising five hundred dollars may not put a dent in what is needed, but if we all pitch in, every little bit starts adding up. I would like to thank all of the authors who have donated books to help the cause. Some people say that there are no more hero’s but I think we can all be heroes in times like these. My heroes are those giving their time and people who are opening their homes to all the displaced families, people who are giving a few bucks even though they could use it themselves, the counselors, the organizers, and the people on boats looking for survivors. God bless them all.
In other news, I joined a gym. I have seen the face of evil and her name is Lisa, an aerobics instructor at the gym I joined. Yea, I need to get in shape to stop the excess jigglage. I took a kickboxing cardio class and every woman there was like 90 pounds. I felt like a big lug. By the end of the class, I nearly coughed up a lung. Now I’m doing water aerobics. As I was doing it I kept laughing as I thought how easy it was but when I stepped out of the pool, my legs felt like stones. My legs are still sore like a son of a bitch, but the burning question is, will I go back. Yes, I know, I’m a glutton for punishment, but I would rather feel the discomfort now than a heart attack or diabetes down the road. Know what I mean. Of course, I had a bag of M&Ms today, but that’s another story. *sigh*