Progress on Memphis paranormal

I opened my email today and found two interesting entries. The first was my daily horoscope.

If you’re not totally sure that something new is right for you, say no and walk away quickly. Even if it turns out well, the risk isn’t worth it—not at this point in your career!

Hmmm…to an Ado Annie like me, “no” is a foreign word. Maybe I just won’t answer the phone.

The second was an email entitled “Complimentary Colon Cleanse”. I mean, really, would anyone respond favorably to an email with that title? Would they wake up and say, “Today, I need a colon cleanse! How lucky am I that someone wants my credit card number to send me one?!”

As you may have guessed, I couldn’t think of a thing to talk about this morning. I’m amazed at Saddled’s success. Over a month later it’s still on MBaM’s top ten, and the past few days it’s been #1 at Fictionwise. Woohoo!

And thanks to everyone who stopped by to chat last night at Fallen Angels Reviews. Samantha Sommersby, Niki Green, Masha Holl and Shayla Kersten were there with me. “Caffey” won the drawing.

I’m new to Facebook, so I’m not sure how to do this. But if you’re on Facebook, “friend me” or whatever it is you call it on FB.

Here’s my profile page: Delilah’s Facebook Page

Rain, rain go away…

Don’t get me wrong, I love rainy days, but the weather has cooled and so has the pool. I haven’t been in the water in days. And I’m back working on a project that has to be perfect. I don’t like having to worry about every little word. I work better when I just let go.

Worse, I have to write little poems for this book. I suck at poetry. I’ve written a draft of one particular poem, and it’s so bad I have a hard time letting it go so I can continue writing the scene. Sis is in Germany, and she’s the poet in the family. When she gets back I know she’ll whip my sucky poem into shape, but GAH!

Ugh, I’m whining. I recognize the tone. I’m babysitting the 4-year-old and sounding just like her. She wants hot dogs for lunch, but I want her to eat some of the leftovers her mama left. So do I give her the hot dog or send her to her room where she’ll stomp and mutter and call me mean? Actually, the hot dog’s starting to sound good. Maybe I can feed the leftovers to the beagle and tell mom the kid ate them. No one should ever leave me in charge of disciplining a child.

Click on the picture and join me at the Aphrodisia Authors’ website today!

This is a snippet from my annual plan. May looks a bit ambitious, but I have lots of catching up to do after slacking up through April. With publishers pulling in their belts, contracts are going to be more competitive than ever. So, I can’t get lazy now!

I have plans. Big plans and little plans. I have to nurture my bread and butter projects (ebooks). I want to rope in my big dreams and step out on the right foot, working through my process, which I’ve let slip away from me. Somehow, I thought I didn’t need it anymore. That maybe it had become intuitive. I can’t rely on instinct now. I have to go through all the motions. I know what I want to achieve this year, and I can’t let ego, laziness, whatever it is holding me back, get in the way!

And it’s perfect moon phase timing. May’s the time to watch those “seeds” you planted last month grow while you protect them from the bunnies that might come munching on your dreams.

And now, suddenly, I’m hearing Anyanka break out in song. If you aren’t a Buffy fan, that one will go right over your head!

Calling Eva Sikka…you have one week to send me your snail mail address or I will pick another winner for the multicultural box of books!

Did you notice I skipped yesterday? I blew off all work and played hookie with a 4-year-old. She called early AM to say, “Nina, whatcha doin’?”—and that’s all it took to convince me. I’m such a marshmallow.

But back to the Romantic Times Convention. I suppose this view doesn’t look like much fun—unless you’re one of the authors waiting for the throng outside the doors to rush through.

This was the line outside the Urban Street Party that Kimberly Kaye Terry captained.
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I promised I’d share, so here are the first few. My sister and I traveled together from Little Rock to Orlando. Our trip started on a sour note when we found out our flight was cancelled, but we were placed on a Delta plane and made it by evening. We missed the first of many parties with our Allure Author buddies, but them’s the breaks. Six of seven of our AA buddies made it. Meet the crew!

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